Martial World's
Chapter 16 - Frustration.
Auction houses have a very strict review process, particularly regarding the items they sell; otherwise, counterfeit and replica items will make it through and the auction house's reputation will suffer losses. For auction houses, reputation is everything.
A middle-aged man greeted Lin Min; rather, blocked her, and asked ”Pak, can I help you?”
Lin Ming was wearing a clean and clean robe and he looked like another wealthy citizen. However, it is shorter than an adult male by a few inches. Moreover, his voice was not yet fully matured, so it was impossible to cover up the fact that he was a boy who was only 15 or 16 years old.
Therefore Lin Ming only said in his own voice, "I'm here for the assessment of the inscription runes."
'Oh?" The middle-aged man looked at Lin Ming somewhat suspiciously. "May I see your writing?" In fact, this man's manners were already very polite. A 15-16 year old came to the auction house to assess some of the already strange inscriptions. The price often rose to over a thousand taels of gold. Most people will have a well-founded suspicion that this is a practical joke.
After Lin Ming took out the symbol paper, the middle-aged man frowned as he looked at his poor quality. This is the most basic and inexpensive symbol paper available on the market for one or two taels of gold for a dozen. Although the cost of the symbol paper did not affect the quality of the inscription, it was still a sign of the status of the inscription master. Of course they would never use this kind of symbol paper! They usually used high-quality symbol paper that cost a few taels of gold each, to show off the results of their inscriptions.
However there was a faint energy emitted from the symbol paper and the middle-aged man was able to determine that this was a complete and real product, not a practical joke. He looked at Lin Ming and asked, "Do you have some kind of certificate stating which inscription master made this?"
Lin Ming shook his head.
“All right, come with me.”
The middle-aged man led Lin Ming through the hallway to the appraisal room behind the auction house. The man in the appraisal room was wearing black clothes with no lines, and looked like a hardened grandfather in his 50s or 60s. Lin Ming also noted the sign in front of the man who wrote "Advanced Appraiser."
The black-robed man took out this symbol paper in his hand and noted that the inscription was placed on a lower paper, which he had written, but he did not reveal any expression that suggested he was disgusted or skeptical. Instead, he maintained a calm and composed demeanor, and quietly put on a pair of white gloves and devoted his full attention to the earnest and practical assessment of the work. This shows that he is a true professional!
However the appraiser had just started when he raised his head, his face a little more serious, and looked at Lin Ming. "If I'm not mistaken, the person who created this inscription symbol, his strength should not exceed the third level of the body transformation stage?"
The inscription symbol would always carry a hint of the soul power of its maker. It was possible for an appraiser to assess the cultivation level of a martial arts creator through these traces. Ever since Lin Ming created the inscription paper, the traces of soul power would naturally become weak, but because he practiced the incredible 'True Primal Chaos Formula, the soul force was much thicker than the average martial artist. If the appraiser knew that the inscription was made by a boy at the first level of the body transformation stage, his chin would definitely fall to the ground.
Lin Ming knew that there was no way to deny this, so he nodded.
The only man who took a sharp breath, and then sighed, “It was unexpected that there was such a talent within the younger generation. A small trivial third level body transformation cultivation can draw inscription symbols. It's shocking!”
Normally, the inscription masters tended to be from the older generation, and were mostly above the bone forging boundary. Many even break the pulse condensation limit and some even at the pre-ceiling limit.
Perhaps this third level body transformation was just an inscription master apprentice, and happened to be lucky and make a successful inscription. Yet this boy carried the same four inscriptions, which were truly amazing.
Lin Ming heard the old man's praise and thought everything was going well, but he didn't expect the old man to change his mind. “This is a complete and real inscription symbol, but its creator is only an apprentice, therefore we cannot identify the increase in strength it will provide or the integrity of the inscription. You should know that apprentice soul power is generally limited in quantity and quality, and very difficult to complete
once a complicated inscription design. Even if the symbol increases its strength by ten percent, if it cannot be placed on superior equipment, then we cannot auction this because a failed product will damage the reputation of the auction house.”
Inscriptions were only used on superior equipment, as only superior equipment was sturdy and powerful enough to concentrate the soul force and energy of martial artists in battle. Since the inscription was modifying the soul force, it should be at least that level.
Hence the lowest quality item that one would place an inscription on was at least several thousand gold taels!
This equipment was not something that the average person could get. Even juniors from aristocratic families had to cultivate at least to the extent of changing muscles or bones even to be considered to possess a high-quality weapon.
For example, Wang Yigao had an excellent family background, but since his cultivation was low, even though he had used a good blue sword, it did not mean it was a treasure. That blue sword was only two hundred taels of gold.
Therefore the inscription market for apprentices does not exist.
Lin Ming expected this result and said, "I only need to auction off three, the last one you can use for experiments."
After the inscription was made, it was too difficult to test the results. Even its creators can only guess its effectiveness.
When a martial artist bought an inscription, he was basically risking his luck, so high-level inscription masters were well received because they had a reputation for guaranteeing the effectiveness of their products. Very few people would buy the inscription of an unknown master, let alone an apprentice. It was just gambling with their own precious money!
The appraiser said, “Of course. However, the experiment needs to be done with your own equipment. ”
Lin Ming suddenly fell silent. A weapon worth several thousand taels of gold? He thought it was impossible for the auction house to casually put up a weapon worth several thousand gold taels to test as an experiment.
If Lin Ming was an inscription master then things would probably be different, because masters had reputations and did not need their inscriptions tested. Moreover, the auction house would be happy to be on good terms with such a figure and even provide their own weapons.
At the time of Lin Ming's highest grade, he only had 800 taels of gold. Where would he get a weapon worth several thousand taels of gold to carve an inscription?
He didn't bother to argue or say anything. He could tell that it was unlikely that their equipment would suffer any losses, but there was no reason to believe it, because the soul force on the inscription was really too weak.
So Lin Ming took out four symbol papers and turned to leave the Sky Fortune official auction house.
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"I'm sorry, but we need evidence provided by inscription associations, or signed notaries given to inscription masters ..."
At the Sky Fortune City trade show, the merchant instantly rejected Lin Ming after seeing his age.
It was a polite refusal. After that Lin Ming went to some private shops and the attitude of these people was even worse.
He tried the inscription transaction trading pavilion that was under the jurisdiction of the Trade Association. The shop was luxurious and luxurious with six floors, each filled with high-end buildings and boasting an atmosphere of subtlety. Everything was expensive nothing was cheap; the items ranged from several hundred to several thousand gold taels. Even the shopkeeper was arrogant. If the rich young master came, then they would be courteous and offer tea, kind words, and relentless licking. But to the poor salesmen, they received nothing but straight-back boots.
Some did not even bother to say anything, and simply waved their hands impatiently.
"Listen son, don't make trouble here, you're getting in the way of my good business."
“Hey you, this is not a place where a boy should come....oh, hi customers, what do you need! Come see..”
“Haha, son, don't try to tease me here, I've laughed today. It's just toilet paper! And you draw some little flames on this toilet paper. Do you think it's an inscription? hah..."