The Martial World
E-15 Frustrated

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Auction houses have a very strict review process, especially regarding the items they sell; otherwise, counterfeit and replica items will make it through and the auction house's reputation will be harmed. For auction houses, reputation is everything.

A middle-aged man greeted Lin Min; to be exact, blocked her, and asked. ”Pak, can I help you?”

Lin Ming was wearing a clean and tidy robe and he looked like another wealthy citizen. However, his height is shorter than that of an adult man 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. “Can I see your writing?” In fact, this man's behavior is very polite. A 15-16 year old boy who had come to the auction house to appraise some inscriptions had already become strange. The price often went up 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 price 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 each cost several taels of gold, 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 hall behind the auction house. The man in the appraisal room was wearing unlined black clothes, and looked like an abusive grandfather in his 50s or 60s. Lin Ming also noticed a sign in front of the man that read "Advanced Appraiser."

The black-robed man took this symbol paper and noted that the inscription was placed on inferior paper, but he did not reveal any expression indicating that he was disgusted or skeptical. Instead, he maintained a calm and composed demeanor, and calmly 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 begun 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 the appraiser to assess the cultivation level of the martial arts creator through this imprint. Ever since Lin Ming made the inscription paper, the traces of soul power would naturally be weak, but because he practiced the incredible 'True Primal Chaos Formula', it was only because of him, 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 stage of body transformation, 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, “I didn't think there was such a talent within the younger generation. Small trivial third level body transformation cultivation can draw inscription symbols. It's shocking! "

Normally, inscription masters tended to be from the older generation, and most were above the bone forging boundary. Many even broke through the limits of pulse condensation and some were 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. “It was a complete and real inscription symbol, but its creator was only an apprentice, therefore we were unable to identify the increase in strength it would provide or the integrity of the inscription. You should know that apprentice soul power was generally limited in quantity and quality, and it was extremely difficult to complete the myriad and intricate inscription designs. Even if the symbol increases the power 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 hall. ”

Inscriptions were used only 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 changed the strength of the soul, it should be at least at that level.

Hence, the lowest quality item that one would occupy on an inscription would be at least several thousand gold taels!

This equipment is not something that most people can get. Even juniors from aristocratic families had to cultivate at least a level of forging muscles or bones that transformed even considered possessing a high-quality weapon.

How many times can you carve on a limited weapon, basically, it's just one time. After inscription, others cannot be installed. Thinking about it, who would spend several thousand taels of gold on a weapon, only to lay on it a writing of dubious origin?

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 the creators can only guess its effectiveness.

When a martial artist bought an inscription, he was basically gambling on 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 one. It was just gambling with their own precious money!

The appraiser said, “Of course. However, the experiment should be done with your own equipment. ”

Lin Ming suddenly fell silent. A weapon worth several thousand gold taels? 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 expert then things would probably be different, because his master had a reputation and did not need their inscriptions tested. Moreover, the auction house would happily be on good terms with such a figure and even provide his own weapons.

At Lin Mings highest precious moment, he only had 800 taels of gold. Where could he obtain a weapon worth several thousand taels of gold to engrave 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 his four symbol papers and turned to leave the Sky Fortune official auction house.

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"I'm sorry, but we need the evidence given the inscription association, or the autographed notary given to the inscription master ..."

At the Sky Fortune City trade fair, 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 places and had a classy atmosphere. Everything was expensive, nothing was cheap; the items ranged from several hundred to several thousand gold taels. Even the shop owner was arrogant. If the rich young master came, then they would be courteous and offer tea, kind words, and endless licking. But to the poor salesmen, they received nothing but boots straight back.

Some did not even bother to say anything, and simply chased him away impatiently.

“Look, don't make trouble here, you're blocking 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 make a little fire on this toilet paper. Do you think it's an inscription? Ha.huh…"