Zhao Sinin’s words unraveled the last thread of doubt, and no one else advocated for Fourth Miss Zhao’s claims. The looks cast toward Mu Hanyan were finally tinged with a trace of pity.
One couldn’t blame her for being too foolish, after all, when others were even using Zhengying Academy’s treasured resources, anyone could suffer a loss.
"Does anyone else wish to offer a bid, any more bids? One hundred thousand and eleven silver coins for the first time, one hundred thousand and eleven silver coins for the second time, and the third time—sold." Qu Shanling, as if he hadn’t heard a word from Fourth Miss Zhao and others, snatched the apprentice’s duty and hastily called out.
In reality, he didn’t have to rush at all. Having heard the conversation among Fourth Miss Zhao and her party, who in their right mind would make an offer?
Seeing his impatience, some even suspected he was in cahoots with Fourth Miss Zhao, seizing the moment to scam Mu Hanyan to death.
"All right, all right, it’s ours now, let’s quickly incubate it and see." Qu Shanling ignored those odd stares and stuffed the so-called quail egg into Mu Hanyan’s hand.
Mu Hanyan had been wondering why Zhao Sinin, who had already ascertained the origin of this quail egg, used it as bait to trap her. But why did Qu Shanling insist on her securing it? She didn’t suspect the old god was colluding with Fourth Miss Zhao—after all, even god-men had professional ethics—so she suspected that he might have made some error in his divination due to a lack of skill. But then again, that didn’t seem likely. She was more familiar than anyone with the subtlety of the Star Illusion Thousand Mechanism Technique. Could there be more to this quail egg?
Seeing Qu Shanling not affected by Fourth Miss Zhao and the rest, still as eager as before, Mu Hanyan couldn’t help but grow curious. She took the so-called quail egg and infused it with Heavenly Heart Energy.
Although a Swordsman’s Qi couldn’t usually be used on others, it could be applied to incubating Beast Eggs. It was a method many low-level people relied on for a living—finding sufficient quantities of Beast Eggs and using Qi to incubate them one by one. Although it consumed a lot of Qi, if by chance an Exotic Beast was hatched, that would mean a fortune.
"Oh, how wonderful, quickly hatch it so we can see. A quail worth ten thousand taels of silver—such a thing has never been seen before, let us broaden our horizons," Fourth Miss Zhao mockingly said out loud.
"How should one eat such an expensive quail? Roasted or stewed?" Zhou Qi also joined in the mockery.
"If you ask me, it’s best to raise it until it lays eggs. Sell one a day and recover some of the costs," Yuan Tianbo followed with a sneer.
The surrounding crowd all shook their heads. Mu Hanyan really didn’t seem to think he had lost enough face, did he? Had it been someone else suffering such a tremendous loss, they would have probably stormed off in anger, thus preserving at least a bit of dignity. And him? He was actually going to hatch the quail right there, clearly intent on breaking the pot if it’s already cracked, losing face completely.
The Third Elder almost wished he could turn around and leave. Being scammed was just too embarrassing, and what’s more, the embarrassment was about to plummet to rock bottom! He certainly didn’t want his identity recognized, sharing the shame with Mu Hanyan.
No one noticed the unusual gleam that passed quietly through the eyes of Mu Hanyan as she infused the egg with Qi.
While infusing the Qi, Mu Hanyan also subconsciously peered inside and was astonished to discover that the egg was filled with various impure and mixed energies, displaying an array of colors. Yet amidst them, there were subtle silver lines and golden specks, segregated and fiercely suppressed by the impure, mixed energies. Follow current ɴᴏᴠᴇʟs on noⅴelfire.net