"Great! Darling, let’s go take a look!"
Mo Yuqi tenderly held Qin Yu’s arm and walked towards Huang Yanli’s stall. After a few steps, Qin Yu’s breathing beca sowhat short.
By the ti Qin Yu reached Huang Yanli’s stall, he could hardly restrain himself from shouting out loud with excitent!
He actually felt an absolutely pure breath of life!
With just one glance, Qin Yu was sure—it was Nourishing Heart Wood!
It was said that only the heartwood of the Chinese parasol tree chosen during the Phoenix Nirvana could be called Nourishing Heart Wood because it absorbed the energy of the Phoenix Nirvana, endowing the Nourishing Heart Wood with incredibly strong vitality!
Wearing Nourishing Heart Wood, no matter how severe the injuries, one could maintain a thread of life and not die!
If he obtained the Nourishing Heart Wood, even if he hadn’t mastered the third needle of the Xuanyuan Divine Needle within two months, Xiang Weiwei wouldn’t die!
Although he was very excited, Qin Yu looked unflinchingly at Huang Yanli.
"The stall owner just now said that big sister has good items, please recomnd so."
"Sir, at first glance it’s clear you are a man of elegance and taste. A connoisseur like you should surely enjoy drinking tea. Take a look at this Purple Sand Pot, it’s a genuine one from Yixing!
It’s a piece by the master Shi Dabin, allegedly once handled by Emperor Qianlong."
As she spoke, Huang Yanli handed the Purple Sand Pot to Qin Yu.
Qin Yu took the Purple Sand Pot and instinctively opened it to look inside, and just with one glance, his eyes bulged wide!
Although his heart was set on the Nourishing Heart Wood, the sight of the stamp at the bottom of the pot still shocked Qin Yu!
How could it be? Shi Dabin? Wasn’t Shi Dabin a famous pot-making master from the Ming Dynasty? If this Purple Sand Pot was made by Shi Dabin, why didn’t it have any Spiritual Energy?
Qin Yu inspected it carefully. The pot had an ancient style, very similar to Ming Dynasty styles and was very well handled in the details, like a master’s work.
But how could such a master’s work lack Spiritual Energy?
Qin Yu circulated his True Yuan through his eyes and soon discovered the problem; there was a barely visible small crack at the base of the Purple Sand Pot.
Qin Yu quickly realized, damn it! This Purple Sand Pot was pieced together!
And, the pieces put together were not from the sa pot.
No wonder he couldn’t feel any Spiritual Energy—the Spiritual Energy must have dissipated when the pot broke.
Qin Yu sighed deeply, what a pity. If it had been a work by Shi Dabin, it would have been worth millions.
However, Qin Yu quickly ca to terms with it. Even if it only had the bottom of the pot, this Purple Sand Pot would still be worth hundreds of thousands, after all, the stamp of Shi Dabin on it was genuine!
"Sir, what do you think? Do you fancy this pot?" Huang Yanli looked at Qin Yu sowhat nervously.
Qin Yu shrugged, and said indifferently, "Big sister, I’m a bit unsure about this pot. If it were a genuine piece by Master Shi Dabin, it would be worth millions."
Huang Yanli awkwardly smiled, not knowing how to respond, should she outright say this pot was made by Shi Dabin? A genuine Shi Dabin piece would be valued over ten million—would any fool buy it?
But to say it’s a fake? Would this sir buy it?
Lacking other options, Huang Yanli glanced at Zhao Dongdong with a plea for help in her eyes, embracing the mindset of helping to the utmost, Zhao Dongdong stepped forward, "Sir, you have good taste! This Purple Sand Pot indeed isn’t a genuine Shi Dabin piece! It’s a replica by a court master pot maker from the Qing Dynasty! Though not a genuine Shi Dabin piece, it still holds high collectible value."
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