Chapter Three Hundred and Thirty-Seven
Wang Sihai exclaid in shock, "A Two-hundred-year-old Snow Lotus?"
He knew the value of Hundred-Year-Old dicine better than anyone, and even he couldn’t obtain it; last ti, he had to collaborate with Wei Zhentian and trick Bai Susu with a used fake dicinal material.
All of a sudden, hearing about Bai Susu auctioning off a Two-hundred-year-old dicine, his first reaction was disbelief.
"The dicinal material is on the table; go take a look for yourself," Long Xiaoshan said.
Wang Sihai hurriedly looked up, gave Bai Susu a flattering smile, and then turned his gaze to the table where a Snow Lotus was placed. His eyes narrowed as he walked over and took a careful look, although he didn’t have the expertise to determine its age.
But this Snow Lotus was obviously extraordinary, just slling the fragrance it emitted made him feel refreshed and clear-headed.
"Is it really a Two-hundred-year-old dicine?" Wang Sihai asked.
"It’s being auctioned on behalf of Auntie Su; what do you think?" Long Xiaoshan responded.
"Then there must be no mistake," Wang Sihai imdiately had no doubts once he heard it was Long Xiaoshan’s doing; he was all too aware of Long Xiaoshan’s capabilities, an existence akin to a Heavenly Being, it wouldn’t be strange for him to get a hold of Hundred-Year-Old dicine.
"I am here to assign a task to you. I have entrusted this Snow Lotus to Auntie Su for auction, and the auction will be held at the Sihai Grand Hotel. I need you to take charge of the security issue for Bai’s company," Long Xiaoshan said.
Wang Sihai understood that such dicinal herbs appearing on the market could definitely fetch a sky-high price in the hundreds of millions.
And the older the dicinal material, the more precious it is.
Top-grade dicinal materials can resurrect the dead and nd bones, as well as being used for cultivation—coveted treasures by everyone.
In Hechuan City, Bai’s dicinal Materials Company is the number one in the dicinal materials business, but it’s insignificant compared to the real big enterprises in the city, not to ntion the province. Auctioning such dicinal material at Bai’s dicinals is like letting an ordinary person flaunt gold Yuanbao in the streets.
Who knows what might happen then.
Thus, the presence of powerful individuals to protect the event is a must.
Long Xiaoshan said indifferently, "If you handle this matter well, I can make your eye see the light again."
Wang Sihai’s corpulent body shook, a glimr of excitent flashing through. Last ti he was here, Long Xiaoshan blinded one of his eyes, turning him into a one-eyed dragon. If he could regain his sight, that would be more than he could ask for.
"Brother Long, rest assured, I will do my utmost to help President Bai host a successful auction," Wang Sihai vowed, hesitated for a mont, then added, "However, I’m afraid that so powerful individuals might take action."
The powerful individuals Wang Sihai referred to were cultivators like Long Xiaoshan.
The last ti at the arena, Wang Sihai witnessed what true power was.
In front of truly mighty forces, these big shots could only bow their heads in submission.
"If any Ancient Martial Artists or Spirit Practitioners occur, just inform ," Long Xiaoshan stated calmly.
"With Brother Long’s word, I’m reassured," Wang Sihai had no doubts about Long Xiaoshan’s strength; he’s the powerful person whom even guns could not kill.
After sitting for a while and discussing so specific asures,
Wang Sihai finally took his leave.
Bai Susu watched Wang Sihai depart and said, "Xiaoshan, how co he listens to you so obediently?"
"He’s afraid of dying," Long Xiaoshan laughed.
Bai Susu gave him a helpless look.
"Auntie Su, I would like to get so dicinal materials," Long Xiaoshan said.
"Hmm, I’ll have Fang Fang take you to the herb garden, while I handle the auction arrangents," Bai Susu said.
"Alright."
Fang Fang was Bai Susu’s secretary and was already very familiar with Long Xiaoshan.
She led Long Xiaoshan to the herb garden.
anwhile, Bai Susu started to contact colleagues in the Xichuan Province dicinal materials industry, releasing the news of the two-hundred-year-old Snow Lotus auction. Although Bai’s dicinal Materials Company wasn’t top-tier within the province’s industry, it was still a longstanding company with many years of history, established since Bai Susu’s father’s generation, and had developed deep relationships within the provincial industry over ti.
As soon as the news of the two-hundred-year-old Snow Lotus auction was released,
the entire dicinal materials market in the province was imdiately abuzz.
The news spread rapidly like ripples caused by a stone thrown into calm waters.
Many were shocked and incredulous.
However, as more concrete information ca out, the reputation of Bai’s dicinal Materials Company still held its weight in gold.
More and more people realized this wasn’t baseless gossip.
Countless gazes turned toward Hechuan City, the most underdeveloped Earth Level city in Xichuan Province, which overnight beca the focus of many powerful figures.
Tianfu City, the capital of Xichuan Province, had a population exceeding 15 million and was one of Hua Country’s ten ancient capitals.
Its prosperity was far beyond that of Hechuan City.
At that mont, on Tiandu Mountain on the outskirts of Tianfu City, the maple leaves covered the sky in a blaze of red after autumn had arrived, a uniquely beautiful scenery; but not a single tourist was on this spiritually beautiful mountain, as everyone in Xichuan Province knew that Tiandu Mountain was off-limits.
This area belonged to only one family, the foremost noble family of Xichuan Province, the Tang Family.
In the midst of the red maple forest lay an ancient and imposing manor.
Within the Tang Family Manor, a middle-aged man dressed in a purple Tang suit was sitting there, with a man dressed as a butler standing before him.
This was the current family head of the Tang Family, Tang Xun.
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He took a puff from a smoking pipe, then spoke indifferently, "Two-hundred-year-old dicine, is it real or false?"
"Master, the news ca from Bai’s dicinal Materials Company in Hechuan City," the butler-like man said.
"The two major noble families in the provincial dicinal materials industry, Thousand Herb Hall and the Yizhenhu Family, can only bring out Hundred-Year-Old dicines; the best they have is a ginseng of one hundred and thirty years, which is already the treasured reserve of Thousand Herb Hall. How can a small dicinal materials company from Hechuan City possess two-hundred-year-old dicine?" Tang Xun looked skeptical.
Hundred-Year-Old dicine was too precious. For ordinary people, it could only be used for healing, but for Ancient Martial Artists, it was entirely different; Hundred-Year-Old dicine could help a Huang Level Martial Artist rise a whole grade and even held significant benefits for a Mysterious Rank Warrior.
With the dominance of Ancient Martial Artists, as soon as such dicine appeared, they would nearly always find a way to secure it for themselves.
Even Thousand Herb Hall and the Yizhenhu Family, such powerful dicinal material noble families, could only keep one or two roots as their treasured reserves.
A re dicinal materials company from Hechuan City that can put up two-hundred-year-old dicine and make such a big announcent was practically suicidal.
"Master, I have already investigated, and although Bai’s dicinal Materials Company isn’t large, it is a reputable establishnt with decades of history. Moreover, the owner of Bai’s dicinal Materials personally notified colleagues in the provincial dicinal materials industry and confird the auction date. Unless Bai’s dicinal Materials Company wishes to ruin its own reputation and close down, the likelihood of the news being wrong is very slim," the butler said.
Tang Xun narrowed his eyes and spoke with a strong and forceful tone.
"If the news is true, then we must secure this Snow Lotus for our Tang Family."
For the Tang Family, this Snow Lotus was very important. Their Grandmaster ancestor had suffered a severe injury, and the two-hundred-year-old Snow Lotus, if it couldn’t completely heal the injury, would definitely alleviate the condition.
"Yes," the butler paused and then added, "However, Master, the last ti our Tang Family sent Tang Mo to Hechuan City, he died there."
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