The Rebirth of the Eternal Caliphate

C.35

Master Qi took out an old compass from his pocket, and he surrounded the three-round wooden box. Meanwhile, he muttered something to himself with a serious face.

Everyone's hearts were choked in their throats as they looked at the old man expectantly.

Pak . Chen was the only one who managed to smile and said, "Master Qi is one of the most respected appraisers of antiques, from the Feng Shui Dharma Artifacts to the Artifacts blessed by the revered monks, nothing can escape the careful gaze of his eyes."

After he said that, most of the people in the Hall nodded in agreement.

However, Xin Zhong disagreed with the others, he smiled with disdain and then said, "He is just an amateur compared to our Master Wu!"

Xin Zhong's words did not match most people in the Hall. Master Qi snorted and said, "My strength is very little. Although I can say that this artifact has magical properties, I cannot put a finger on its proper function.

"I wonder if Master Wu will be able to explain it?"

White-haired Master Wu slowly opened his eyes, and he looked at Master Qi with a disdainful look. Master Qi's face reddened with Master Wu's gaze.

"You're inexperienced; that's why you won't be able to see what's going on."

His words were full of arrogance and arrogance. Many of the faces of the rich and powerful blackened after hearing him openly insult their appraiser: Maser Qi.

However, Master Qi hooked his hand behind his back while grinning coldly; it was as if he could not wait to see Master Wu feeling embarrassed by his incompetence.

He had used his ancestral compass to investigate the openwork, and he could tell that this artifact was indeed powerful. However, it was still in a dormant state, and he did not know how to reactivate its power. He doubted that the pretentious Master. Wu can do better than him.

Under the eyes of everyone who was hoping, Teacher Wu got up from his chair and walked to the Eight-Trigram-Plate. He closed his eyes while his fingers shifted through several signatures

Suddenly, everyone was surprised to find that Master Wu's long and flappy arms began to move in the air without any wind. It was as if he was hiding a blower inside the sleeve of that large-sized shirt.

"This? Master Qi's face paled upon seeing that. His eyes were fixated on the old man as he muttered, "Transcendent Dao? "

"Goor!"

Master Wu stomped on the ground as he snorted with a deep thumping sound that shocked everyone.

He then pointed two fingers at Eight-Trigrams – and blew it. A strand of white mist flowed out from his mouth and touched the Eight-Trigrams-Plate. Suddenly, the plate trembled as if it was coming back to life. Eight sets of inscriptions appeared on the surface of the plate.

As soon as the eight Dao inscriptions revealed themselves, the temperature in the hall seemed to have dropped by several degrees, and people could feel a gentle breeze kissing their cheeks. It was as if they were in the middle of spring.

"This. This …"

Everyone in the hall could not believe that they were looking. They focused on the vibrating Eight-Trigrams-Plat.

"dharma Artifacts. This one is real!"

Boss Yan, the textile king, shouted in excitement.

Third Master Wei slapped his thigh in delight as he looked at the artifact without blinking.

Even the calmest of them all, Old Man Zhen, was captured with fear when greed appeared in his eyes.

However, the excitement around Master Wu seemed to have rubbed him the wrong way. With more arrogance than before, he snorted, and then ended the spell that revealed the true power of the artifact. Eight-Trigrams-Plate suddenly stopped fighting and did not move inside the box.

The temperature inside the hall rose back up, and then everything seemed to return to normal.

"So now you know who the real master is, don't you?" Xin Zhong smiled with satisfaction.

The wealthy people of Chu Zhou looked at Xin Zhong and Master Wu with more respect and admiration. Some even decided to befriend the mighty Master Wu.

He was the real master, and was much stronger and experienced than Master Qi.

Master Qi smiled wryly then bowed to Master Wu.

"I never expected to meet a grandmaster enlightened by the Dao. My apologies for my impudent behavior."

Master Wu sat in his chair without a word, and he quickly returned to his half-asleep and half-awake state. He left Master Qi hanging there for a while and then replied, "So you know 'Transcendent Country'? You are not wasting your life."

Master Qi managed to smile and did not rise to Master Wu's insulting remark. After all, the white-haired one was much more experienced than him. He sighed and then returned to his seat. As he sat down, he felt that he was too old for this job. All of the reputations he had built up in Chu Zhou would all be thrown out the window after today.

As Chen Fan saw Master Wu doing his art, his interest was in a hurry immediately.

"This man has the power of Dharmik?"

"Although his Dharmic strength lacked quality and quantity, it was quite an achievement for a Martial Artist. I bet he should be at the middle stage of Foundation Establishment level. So he was the so-called 'Dao Followers' in this world?"

Chen Fan was excited and shocked at the same time.

However, Although Master Wu had reached the same level as Chen Fan, their strength was very different.

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In other words, even though they were on the same level, Master Wu's strength was much lower.

"It seems that the people of the earth have scratched the surface of cultivation. Let it be Internal Strength or Dharmic power in Master Wu, they all came from the same source: True Essence in Cultivation Techniques. However, they had lost too many components in this technique, and because of that, their strength was also incomplete. "

He wished for Master Wu to become a true cultivator, but he failed to utilize the full potential of the strength he possessed. It was as if he was using an AK-47 as firewood.

The third Lord of Wei pulled a tense face as anger burned within him.

His rival, Xin Zhong had invited a true teacher. And even if he were to lay it all down and win the auction, he would still have to beg Master Wu to reactivate it.

Suddenly, the owner of the artifact, Boss Gu broke the silence.

"Since you've all seen the power of the first-hand artifact, it's time for an offer."

Before he finished his words, Boss Yan hurriedly made an offer, "Ten million!"

"Twenty million!"

"Twenty-five million."

Everyone present at the auction was the richest of the rich in Chu Zhou. Most of them have billions of assets.

It was an opportunity that they could not pass through and therefore they were determined to purchase this artifact.

However, even though they were determined to purchase these Dharma Artifacts, they did not allow irrationality to claim them. When the price had reached twenty-five million, the bidding had only increased by one million at a time.

Boss Gu beamed from side to side; his puggy face almost hid the two narrow crevices.

The third Lord of Wei's mind raced. He desperately wanted the Dharma artifact, but he was also afraid that his rival would take advantage of his despair and drag him into a bidding war.

"Hold it!"

Suddenly, Xin Zhong interrupted the auction.

He pointed a finger at Chen Fan and then said: "The other two masters have already put in their two cents, but Master Chen has not told us what he thinks about this artifact."

"Why don't we start the auction after we hear what Mr Chen has to offer?"

As soon as he finished his words, the participants boiled over.

Master Wu has activated the Dharma Artifact and revealed his power to everyone. No one would argue that they had felt such an exhilarating and refreshing feeling when the artifact summoned that light breeze. It was like immersing yourself in a hot tub. Everyone was convinced that if they exposed themselves under the auspicious spell, they would never get sick again.

The conclusion was already final, so there was no need to hear what a youngster had to say.

However, everyone knew that Xin Zhong's request had nothing to do with the artifact; he only wanted Third Master Wei to lose face.

Third Master Wei pulled a tense face and remained silent.

"Hej . "

A girl standing behind Old Man Zhen suddenly burst into laughter.

"Xiao Yun, what happened?" Old Man Zhen asked unhappily.

He was a distant nephew of Old Man Zhen. She and her parents are at odds with each other because of the parents' approval of her boyfriend. Old Man Zhen had decided to take the girl as a ward to guide her. When he is ready, the Old Man will give him a manager position in one of his many companies.

He was always polite at social occasions and rarely made a faux pas like laughing out loud in front of his uncle's guests.

The woman was in a business suit, and she was the oldest member of Xu Rongfei's clique: Han Yun.

As Chen Fan walked into the Hall, Han Yun recognized Chen Fan and wondered why Chen Fan would appear as an appraiser.

Hearing his recklessness and attracting Old Man Zhen's attention, Han Yun explained in a soft voice.

Even though his voice was thin, everyone could hear what he said loud and clear.

After learning that Chen Fan was just a high school student from Ivy League High School and he worked in the bar as a waitress, everyone looked at Chen Fan with a contemptuous face. A wide smile appeared on Xin Zhong's face, and then he started laughing. Third Master Wei's face flushed red, and he glared at Uncle Lin, punishing him for bringing him such a loser.

“Collapse once.” Old Man Zhen shook his head.

The old man might have some respect for Wei Changgen's friend, but this brat was only a friend of Wei Changgeng's daughter. He regretted Third Master Wei's levity for bringing with him an irresponsible worker with him to such a glaring meeting. It was an embarrassing act for the Wei Family.

“I doubt Xin Zhong will let it be so easy.” Old Man Zhen furrowed his brows and thought to himself.

Lo and look, Xin Zhong laughed saying, "Who said master shouldn't work in a bar? I believe in the judgment of the Third Master.

"Don't mind them, Mr. Chen, I trust you. Just do your job and show us what you know."

He said with cynicism. His actions did not match the other rich magnets of Chu Zhou City. They were on the same team as Third Master. If Third Master lost face, they would as well.

Han Yun finally regretted his actions.

He should not blow Chen Fan's cover as it seems to have backfired on him.

Before everyone sneered and sneered, Chen Fan looked at Xin Zhong calmly and said, "Are you sure you want me to test the artifact?"