Chapter 300 Lord Yinye

In Anyang City, the real good things can't be bought with silver, or you have to spend a lot of silver to buy them.

And Su Chen's vision is often only those really good things.

Therefore, Su Chen knows that even if his current wealth is not much less than that of a small family in Anyang City, if he really encounters the good things he wants, his current wealth will definitely not be enough.

What's more, the object that Su Chen wants to cultivate is not only himself, but also the Sky Fire Baby. The fire attribute natural treasures that the Sky Fire Baby needs are a big expense at any time.

In addition, there is also the Silver Moon Beast cub that Gu Qianyin brought back from the Autumn Hunting Ground. It is another big expense to cultivate it.

Adding so many expenses together, Su Chen suddenly felt a sense of urgency to make money.

"It seems that I have to go to Qingdan Pavilion to sell the horn and heart of the Silver Moon Beast, and find another way to make money."

If Su Chen is not in urgent need of money, he will not consider making pills to sell. Because he is now in the golden period of martial arts practice, if he always uses a lot of soul power to make pills, it will more or less affect his martial arts practice.

However, if he sells a pill recipe, there will be no such concerns.

Su Chen took a pen and paper and wrote down a pill recipe, named Yuelu Pill, which is a second-grade pill.

If it is a third-grade pill recipe, few alchemists in Anyang City can make it, and it is not practical. Therefore, Su Chen chose a second-grade pill recipe.

He can guarantee that if the pill on this recipe appears in Anyang City, it will definitely cause a sensation.

An hour later, Su Chen appeared in Qingdan Pavilion.

The maid who received Su Chen was the same pretty maid as last time: "Sir, what materials do you need this time?"

This maid obviously knew that Su Chen was an important person, and she was more respectful and careful when she spoke.

Su Chen smiled faintly: "I am not buying materials this time, I am here to sell them."

"Sir, please go upstairs, our appraiser is on the second floor."

The maid led Su Chen to the appraisal area on the second floor.

"Sir Su Chen, you are here."

The appraiser sitting behind the counter stood up respectfully when he saw Su Chen.

Even their immediate superiors, famous alchemists like Sun Xuan and Jiang An, had to be respectful when they saw Su Chen.

Su Chen nodded casually, took out the horn and heart of the Silver Moon Beast and put them on the table: "How much do you want for this?"

"It's the horn and heart of the Silver Moon Beast!"

When the appraiser saw the items on the table, he took a breath of cold air, and his eyes looking at Su Chen could not help but become more complicated.

With such a look, it was obvious that he did not expect that Su Chen, a young genius of fifteen or sixteen years old, could actually get the horn and heart of the Silver Moon Beast to sell.

"Master Su Chen, our Qingdan Pavilion is willing to bid 170,000 taels of silver for the horn and heart of the Silver Moon Beast." The appraiser said quickly, adding 10% to the general purchase price.

Su Chen was about to say something when a voice suddenly rang beside him: "What, the horn and heart of the Silver Moon Beast? Bring it to me!"

Then, an old man in a silver robe with sunken cheeks and a thin face walked to the counter and took the box containing the horn and heart of the Silver Moon Beast from the appraiser.

Then, after just a glance, the old man in the silver robe shook his head: "No, no!"

"This is not the horn and heart of the Silver Moon Beast, but the horn and heart of an ordinary monster beast, which are dyed to pretend to be the horn and heart of the Silver Moon Beast. In fact, the value is very low!"

The old man in the silver robe said, and put the box back on the counter heavily, "These two things are not worth 170,000 taels of silver at all, 100 taels at most!"

"What? Fake?"

The appraiser was puzzled, took the horn and heart of the Silver Moon Beast, and observed it carefully again. But no matter how he observed, he felt that this was the real horn and heart of the Silver Moon Beast.

"Boy, I don't know who gave you these two things. However, you have obviously been deceived. These two things are not worth much. I will do a good deed and take these two things for five thousand taels of silver."

The old man in silver robe said directly to Su Chen regardless of the appraiser's reaction.

Su Chen's face turned cold. Five thousand taels of silver, he was really bold.

The old man obviously regarded him as a young man who had just started out, and thought that the silver moon beast horn and heart in his hand were obtained from others by luck. Therefore, he wanted to deceive him, who was "uninformed", and cheated the silver moon beast horn and heart away.

This idea is quite normal. After all, considering Su Chen's age and cultivation, few people would believe that he got the silver moon beast horn and heart by himself.

However, looking at the silver-shining second-grade alchemist badge on the chest of the old man in silver robe, Su Chen wondered, is there any alchemist in Anyang City who doesn't know himself?

"Master Yin Ye!"

The appraiser stepped forward and said, "We at Qingdan Pavilion will handle the appraisal and purchase of these two items, so please don't bother Lord Yinye."

"Why, don't you believe what I said?"

The silver-robed old man frowned and asked.

"I believe it, why don't I believe it?"

The appraiser said with a smile.

"Since you believe it, don't worry about it, just leave it to me. It's obviously a fake Silver Moon Beast horn and heart. I'm willing to spend 10,000 taels of silver to buy it. It's his good fortune."

The silver-robed old man waved his hand and said decisively.

"Lord Yinye, this..."

The appraiser hesitated. He didn't seem to believe what the silver-robed old man said, but it was obvious that the silver-robed old man's identity was extraordinary, so he couldn't say no.

Seeing this, Su Chen said calmly: "Who gave you the courage to discredit my stuff?"

The silver-robed old man glared: "Young man, think before you speak. I am the elder of the Poison Wolf Sect. Do I need to discredit your stuff? Don't make people laugh."

"Poison Wolf Sect? It turns out to be a scumbag old man who uses poison."

Su Chen sneered mercilessly. He had never heard of the Poison Wolf Sect. Judging from the reaction of the appraiser, it should be a sect of considerable size in Anyang City.

However, no matter how big the force is, in Su Chen's eyes, they are just some jumping clowns.

"Boy, what did you say? Dare to disrespect the Silver Leaf Elder of the Poison Wolf Sect?"

"Boy, are you looking for death?"

The group of followers around the silver-robed old man immediately shouted fiercely and surrounded him.