Treasure Pavilion
Sixth floor, inside a private room.
Three people were sitting opposite each other, with Lu Yuan at the head.
Manager Lin sat on the right, pouring tea with a very humble demeanor.
On the left was a middle-aged man, seemingly in his forties, with thinning hair and a potbelly. His face appeared somewhat honest, but the occasional glint in his eyes revealed a shrewd businessman.
"Let me introduce, this is Mr. Lu, and this gentleman is Boss Wan of Wan Fuda."
After pouring the tea, Manager Lin spoke, allowing the two to get acquainted.
However, it was apparent he held more respect for Lu Yuan.
He addressed him as Mr.
While the other was simply called Boss Wan.
Of course, most people wouldn't notice.
"Hello." Lu Yuan nodded, getting to the point: "I believe Boss Wan knows why I invited you here, right?"
"Of course, I know. President Lu has his eye on my Level Eleven Blood Slaughter." Boss Wan smiled and continued, "President Lu has a keen eye indeed. That item has been in my possession for many years, and whether in terms of quality or age, it is top-notch."
He spoke, continually praising his item, appearing rather proud.
"Boss Wan, I agree it's aged well, but as for quality..."
Manager Lin interjected: "Forgive me for being blunt, generally speaking, Blood Slaughters come in sevens, nines, and twelves. Your piece is Level Eleven. To put it plainly, it's not that precious and might be missing a layer."
As a mediator, he shouldn't be speaking up at this moment.
But Manager Lin knew very well that Lu Yuan was determined to get it, and he certainly wouldn't hesitate to help.
As for Mr. Wan, although he was a VIP, he had never bought anything from Treasure Pavilion from start to finish.
Even the only item he took out wasn't something he intended to sell genuinely.
Lin already had opinions about him.
Unlike Lu Yuan, who had given him real monetary benefits.
"You, you... Xiao Lin, you just don't understand..." Boss Wan was momentarily at a loss for words and couldn't help but want to explain.
"Alright."
At this moment, Lu Yuan interrupted him: "I want your item. Name your price."
He didn't have much time and needed to settle this quickly.
"President Lu, I haven't even said I want to sell it yet..." Boss Wan began, wanting to say something.
"Twenty-five million."
Lu Yuan spoke, knowing that the previous price given by the other party was twenty million, so he directly raised the offer.
Beside him, Manager Lin opened his mouth, thinking to himself that his price negotiation had just begun.
There was nothing he could do now but watch without interrupting.
"President Lu, I said it's not about the money."
"Thirty million."
"I've had this item in my collection for many years."
"Forty million!"
"President Lu, look, you..."
"Fifty million."
Lu Yuan offered once more and continued: "This is the last chance. If Boss Wan doesn't sell, I'll turn around and leave."
He had money, but it didn't mean he would bid blindly. If the other party hesitated further, he would resort to other means.
"Deal."
Boss Wan stood up immediately.
It could be said that the price of fifty million far exceeded his expectations.
He also knew that if it continued, the deal would likely fall through. Everyone was clever enough to know when to relent.
"President Lu, your judgment is excellent. The Blood Slaughter will only achieve its true potential in your hands. I brought the item with me. Please check if there are any issues." Boss Wan took out the Level Eleven Blood Slaughter from his bag and placed it on the table.
At this moment, he changed his hesitant stance and became quite straightforward, even respectful in tone.
His attitude before and after was practically like two different people.
Manager Lin couldn't help but shake his head seeing this.
Lu Yuan then carefully observed the Level Eleven Blood Slaughter, roughly the size of a palm, and preserved in excellent condition.
More importantly, every detail and aspect matched what was in his memory.
"Good, there's no issue with the item. The payment will be processed through Treasure Pavilion."
Upon confirming, Lu Yuan spoke.
The transaction was concluded within Treasure Pavilion, which also served as a form of assurance.
"Of course, of course." Boss Wan had no objections and, after chatting for a couple of sentences, made an excuse to leave, fearful that Lu Yuan might regret it. Fifty million, even with Treasure Pavilion taking a cut, was not an insignificant amount.
"Mr. Lu, you were too impulsive just now."
Seeing Boss Wan leave, Manager Lin finally spoke, somewhat regretful.
In his eyes, this so-called Level Eleven Blood Slaughter wasn't worth that price.
He had hoped to negotiate it down, then make the other party sell.
"I appreciate Manager Lin's kindness."
Lu Yuan smiled and continued: "But I know better than anyone whether it's worth it or not."
A Level Eleven Blood Slaughter, once mutated, would transform into a Divine Artifact and integrate into the internal organs, with benefits beyond imagination, certainly not something mere fifty million could compare to.
"As long as the transaction is smooth, I'm relieved."
Manager Lin didn't say more, knowing this was ultimately someone else's business.
Soon after, Lu Yuan didn't linger and prepared to leave.
At this moment, Manager Lin seemed to remember something and reminded: "Oh, by the way, Mr. Lu, in the near future, remember not to go out."
"Oh? Why is that?"
Hearing this, Lu Yuan felt stirred. Could it be Treasure Pavilion knew something?
"I can't explain the specifics, but there was a meeting a couple of days ago, and the big boss said so. In short, things are a bit chaotic outside, and many anomalies are happening. I'm sure you've seen it in the news too." Manager Lin said, referring to Treasure Pavilion's Controller when he mentioned the big boss.
"Thank you."
Lu Yuan nodded.
The global anomalies were drawing closer.
Various strange and bizarre events kept occurring, accompanied by earthquakes, tsunamis, fires, etc.
Initially, these could be explained as natural phenomena, but recently they had become too frequent. He saw them on TV every day.
And it wasn't only domestically; the situation was the same worldwide.
Originally, he thought only he cared.
But now, it seemed.
Certain upper-class people had also recognized something was amiss.
Of course.
Unlike them, Lu Yuan knew exactly what would happen.
Without saying much, he drove away from Treasure Pavilion.
"After obtaining the Level Eleven Blood Slaughter, there's only one thing left to do in Hu City, and that needs to be dealt with quickly." Lu Yuan thought while driving. What remained were the Celestial Sword Embryo and the Wordless Stone Stele.
Both required him to retrieve them personally.
There was one month left.
If delayed further, it would surely be too late.
So in the end, Lu Yuan chose to drive to Old Master Ge's house.
Of course, halfway, he didn't forget to pick up some fresh fruits and vegetables.
However.
When Lu Yuan arrived at Old Master Ge's place, just as he was about to enter the courtyard, he heard a burst of intense shouting.