Upon agreeing to the appraisal, the beautiful manager Xu Nan reminded Shen Qiang to wait for a mont with a smile, then got up and left. About seven or eight minutes later, she walked back into the VIP room holding a tray.
She placed the tray on the coffee table in front of Shen Qiang.
Xu Nan then removed the red cloth covering the tray, causing Shen Qiang to burst into laughter upon seeing what was underneath.
Because inside the tray was a small tal pestle, one end with a handle and the other end slightly thicker. If a battery was attached and it started vibrating, it would be the perfect prop for an RB adult film.
Xu Nan seed oblivious at first, but as Shen Qiang's laughter beca incessant, she slowly seed to realize sothing and her pretty face turned red, yet she had to pretend to remain composed.
"Master Tong was unable to appraise this item, so I wanted to ask you to take a look," she said.
Shen Qiang's eyes crinkled with mirth, "Are you sure you want to spend thirty thousand yuan on this item?"
Xu Nan's face turned even redder as she said sternly, "If you keep laughing, I think we won't be able to work together."
Shen Qiang nodded while laughing, "I won't laugh, hahaha, I won't, hahaha. I'll look at it now."
Saying this, Shen Qiang imdiately used his Observation Skill.
However, the mont the tal pestle in the tray magnified in Shen Qiang's eyes,
his laughter disappeared instantly.
Daoist Artifact, Yin Yang Mother and Child Bead Stick.
Composition, Fine Steel.
Age, 335 years.
In an instant, the part of his dical Saint Inheritance that dealt with cultivation clarity crystallized in his mind.
A Daoist Artifact, simply put, is an item used by primary level cultivators.
This Yin Yang Mother and Child Bead Stick, which at first glance appeared to be just a short iron pestle, truly becos a long whip resembling a string of beads when True Yuan is correctly applied.
Depending on the user's cultivation and techniques, it can be soft or hard, offensive or defensive, making it a fine weapon for beginner cultivators.
"Mr. Shen?" Upon seeing Shen Qiang silent, the beautiful manager, Xu Nan called out to him apprehensively, "What's wrong?"
Coming back to his senses, Shen Qiang took a deep breath and looked at Xu Nan, saying, "Daoist Artifact, Yin Yang Mother and Child Bead Stick, forged three hundred and thirty-five years ago, quality average."
Xu Nan was stunned upon hearing Shen Qiang.
After a full five seconds of silence, she uttered, "Mother and Child Bead Stick, forged three hundred and thirty-five years ago. How much could this sell for?"
Shen Qiang smiled, "That I'm not sure about."
Xu Nan smiled slightly, "Alright, for the appraisal fee, would you prefer a transfer or cash?"
"A transfer will do," Shen Qiang replied as the sentence barely finished.
The photography session for the Shariputra had just ended.
With a complex mood, Shen Qiang imdiately stood up and said, "That's it then, I still have to work, so I'll be leaving now."
As he spoke, Shen Qiang didn't pay attention to whatever Xu Nan said next, took the Shariputra, and left the Wanxin Hesheng Auction House.
Because the existence of this Daoist Artifact, the Yin Yang Mother and Child Bead Stick, made Shen Qiang extrely aware that there were cultivators in this world.
Shen Qiang was not the only cultivator.
This ant,
that quite possibly, in the not too distant future, individuals with the power to move mountains and fill seas, who could tread on flying swords and float like immortals, would appear alongside Shen Qiang.
They possessed terrifying power.
And they upheld the law of the survival of the fittest.
Secular laws couldn't restrain them.
Shen Qiang, having cleared his governor and conception vessels, beca like Superman when dealing with ordinary situations. Thus, he could casually stroll with a Shariputra worth millions in his hand.
Because no ordinary person could snatch it from Shen Qiang's grasp.
But what if a cultivator with significant cultivation appeared?
Whether he could protect his treasure then was an unknown.
After all, in both the world of cultivators and that of ordinary people, if there are good persons, there will be bad persons as well.
"Looks like I need to hasten my cultivation," Shen Qiang thought to himself.
He stored the Shariputra in a safety deposit box at the bank.
After leaving the bank, Shen Qiang called a taxi and told the driver to go to the Bikang General Hospital.
Shen Qiang, who subconsciously touched his wallet, suddenly realized a problem.
"Spending thirty thousand yuan for to help authenticate the Yin Yang Mother and Child Bead Stick and accepting the result without any question, this Xu Nan seems a bit abnormal."
While Shen Qiang had his suspicions about Xu Nan in the taxi.
In the VIP reception room of the Wanxin Hesheng auction house, Xu Nan, her face full of smiles, gently shook the Daoist artifact taken from a tray.
Swoosh!
The Yin Yang Mother and Child Bead Stick, initially looking like a simple iron rod, extended to nearly two ters long, amusingly turning into a giant question mark in the air. Xu Nan muttered to herself, "He even knows this, how interesting Shen Qiang is."
As she finished her sentence.
At the entrance of the VIP room, a man looking about thirty years old, wearing a pristine white shirt without a single wrinkle, walked in carrying a tray with red wine, set the wine before Xu Nan, stood with his hands behind his back, and respectfully said.
"During the authentication, he used Pupil Skill, and the fluctuations of his True Qi were evident. This indicates he doesn't know how to conceal it, and he has not yet entered the Spiritual Movent Stage."
Xu Nan smiled, tossed the bead stick back onto the tray, and asked, "Can you determine the source of his Pupil Skill?"
The man dressed as a waiter said solemnly. "No, at least so far, there are no records of a Pupil Skill that can definitively ascertain the age of an item. If he reaches the Spiritual Movent Stage and learns to conceal aura fluctuations, we would have no way of detecting when he uses the Pupil Skill."
"A loose cultivator with peculiar Pupil Skill," Xu Nan, smiling, picked up the wine glass, "things seems to be getting more interesting here."
Bikang General Hospital.
The ti had reached 9:50 am.
Although Shen Qiang had hurried, whether it was photographing the Shariputra, authenticating it, or even the ride back, still took up a lot of ti.
Upon disembarking the car, Shen Qiang rushed back to the tumor surgery departnt. After entering Doctor's Office 2, he was startled to see Xin Xiaoting looking charmingly at him.
"Shen Qiang, you're amazing,"
Shen Qiang, full of astonishnt, "I don't quite understand what you're talking about."
Xin Xiaoting pursed her lips in a smile, then leaned in close to Shen Qiang and showed him a video on her phone, "Look at this video."
She delicately tapped on a video to play it.
The screen started shaking.
It was of Shen Qiang running, with the person recording chasing behind him.
Ahead, a railway crossing light glowed red, a train passed by, Shen Qiang stepped on the railings, leapt gracefully, and posed stylishly atop the lamppost. Then, he gazed coldly at the cara, raising a robust middle finger.
Shen Qiang, astonished, "Where did the video co from?"
Xin Xiaoting laughed in a coquettish manner, "Isn't that what you posted? It's already viral on WeChat Monts!"
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