Chapter 43: Alchemy Genius

  It's New Year's Eve, so I'll take the lead in wishing everyone an early happy new year. I wish you all a smooth and successful year ahead, good health, harmony in your family if you have a wife, and a romantic encounter if you don't. For those who are still young, may your first love be fulfilled. And for those who are still sucking on pacifiers... I also need to head home for a New Year's Eve dinner, so I've combined two chapters into one post. Please continue to support me with recommendation tickets! Also, please note that this book will remain updated throughout the holiday period, no breaks in between!

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  Song Chengzu had prepared more than a dozen paper cards and pens early in the morning, and they were almost all distributed in no time.

  Chu Yu was also one of the people who took out a paper card. To say that even Chu Yu couldn't tell how much the 9,000-year-old dragon tendon would be worth in terms of secular money, because this is inherently a priceless item, and such refining materials absolutely belong to the kind that can be encountered but not sought after, let alone bought with money.

  "This Song Chengzu is either brainless or a super lazy person who doesn't want to embark on the path of cultivation." This was Chu Yu's final verdict on the short and chubby man in front of her, who always wore a gentle smile.

  "How much to fill is good......" Chu Yu naturally knew his assets very well, and the total value of all industries under Tianbao Financial Group was 2.64 trillion euros. According to the detailed statistics provided by Lin Yuhong to Chu Yu last time, the available liquidity was approximately 80 billion euros.

  "This dragon tendon is a must-have, but if you fill in too much, it's inevitable that the fat man will make a big profit. This number should be about right, even if someone's price is higher than their own, they can still get it through other means...". Chu Yu thought for a moment, then "brushed" a number on the paper, signed his name, folded the card and handed it back to Song Chengzu.

  Chu Yu's family was wealthy and prosperous, rich enough to rival a country, but that didn't mean he liked to squander money. If that were the case, he wouldn't have been able to create the Tianbao Financial Group thirty years ago. In Chu Yu's opinion, small amounts of money weren't worth quibbling over, but when it came to large sums, not carefully calculating them would be a waste.

  About five minutes later, Song Chengzu retrieved a total of twelve paper cards. It was clear that since they were willing to participate in the bidding, they must be absolutely sincere. Moreover, with the previous rough man having bid 300 million US dollars, Song Chengzu was almost certain that he could sell the 9,000-year-old dragon tendon for a good price.

  With his back to the crowd, the fat man tore open each piece of paper with the price written on it, occasionally letting out a cry of surprise. It was unclear whether he was stimulated by the prices on the papers or not, but when he turned around again, almost everyone could see that there was a thread of saliva hanging from the corner of his mouth, and his two small eyes were shining with excitement.

  "I hereby declare that the winner of the 9,000-year-old dragon tendon bidding is Mr. Su Dehai, with a final transaction price of $380 million."

  Fat boy's voice fell, a lean man first exclaimed in surprise, and then shouted: "What three billion eight hundred million, you saw an extra zero, I filled in three thousand eight hundred million..."

  As soon as this was said, the fat man was stunned on the spot, and again, he took out a stack of paper cards from his pocket and looked at them one by one. Finally, he looked embarrassed and said: "This...this is my mistake, sorry, sorry, since that's the case, the real winner of the bid should be Mr. Chu Yu, with a final transaction price of 85 million euros."

  Although this drop is several hundred million, apparently the fat man can also accept the price of 850 million euros, otherwise he would not have corrected it so happily.

  "What? I'm also 85 million! You damned fatty, why didn't you sell it to me?" The rough and loud man who had spoken earlier jumped out in protest.

  Song Chengzu expressionlessly shrugged his shoulders: "Old brother, think carefully with your brain, your 85 million is in US dollars, theirs is in euros, can you compare?"

  The burly man was momentarily speechless, probably due to a momentary lapse in judgment. Realizing the awkwardness of the situation and noticing that there were still many people around, he quickly stepped away from the counter to avoid further embarrassment.

  The item has already been sold, and those who were just watching the excitement or had intended to buy but couldn't afford it have all left.

  At this time, Tang Ke came forward and stood beside Chu Yu, smiling slyly: "You shouldn't be just scribbling a few zeros for fun, I don't think you look like someone worth hundreds of millions at all?"

  Tang Ke Ying's words were better left unsaid, but as soon as they came out, Song Cheng Zu's chubby face suddenly changed. A pair of small eyes stared at Chu Yu up and down, "Could what she said be true?" Chu Yu's calm and composed demeanor was unwavering, even though the fatty had some misgivings in his heart due to Chu Yu's youthful appearance, but he didn't dare to immediately turn hostile, so he asked tentatively.

  "This little girl just loves to talk nonsense, how is it possible? I really want to buy." Chu Yu's mouth corner hung a smile, took out a Swiss bank limited edition original gold card. This card was given to Chu Yu by Hu Tianxiong last night, without telling him how much money was in it, only stating that this original gold card could be used to withdraw all the liquid funds of the Tianbao Financial Group from any corner of the world with a bank.

  Although Chu Yu didn't know much about this original Swiss bank gold card, Song Chengzu, that fat guy, was a born swindler. Otherwise, as the 26th generation descendant of the Lingnan Song family, he wouldn't have given up the ancestral martial art and gone into business in the mortal world. He also wouldn't have been cleaned out by financial sharks on the futures market for years, losing his accumulated wealth, and come to this "Treasures Gathering Convention" to sell off the family heirlooms and swindle cash.

  When the Swiss bank was established, a limited number of original gold cards were issued. To this day, there are no more than ten people in the world who own such an original gold card. Even if there is no cash in the card, the cardholder can withdraw up to $200 million from any bank that has business dealings with the Swiss bank.

  As soon as Pongzi saw the original gold card taken out by Chu Yu, his two eyes almost straightened. After taking over the card and completing the transfer with a nimble hand, 85 million euros were transferred to Pongzi's account after Chu Yu entered the 32-digit password. With a smile on his face, Pongzi handed the gold card back to Chu Yu and sent the brocade box containing the 9,000-year-old dragon tendon forward: "Mr. Chu, the money and goods are clear, and the cooperation is pleasant."

  Having obtained the Nine Thousand Year Dragon Tendon, Chu Yu was also quite pleased in his heart. After all, he could use money to buy such a highly useful and rare top-grade refining material for himself at present, which was like hitting the jackpot. With a good mood, Chu Yu also gave Pangzi a smile and nodded his head in friendship.

  Just as Chu Yu was about to leave, Song Chengzu suddenly took a step forward and gently pulled him back, saying in a low voice: "Boss Chu, apart from the 9,000-year-old dragon tendon, I have another good item here. However, there are very few people who can appreciate its value, so I've never taken it out before. I think you have a keen eye and are quite young and promising, so you should be able to see its worth. If you're interested, I can show it to you for your appraisal. Who knows, maybe we can make another deal."

  "This fatty has no cultivation at all, clearly not a cultivator. With that mercantile face of his, it's likely that he's from a declining family and is here to pawn off their family assets. I doubt he can take out the 9,000-year-old dragon tendon, and whatever else he says probably won't be much better either."

  By now, Chu Yu had roughly figured out the fatty's thoughts and intentions. He pretended to deliberate for a moment before reluctantly saying: "Alright, if you really have good goods in hand, I'm not opposed to taking a look. As long as the item is good, money is no problem."

  Fat boy absolutely understands that money is nothing to Chu Yu, otherwise he wouldn't be so fawning and selling out. The master who can hold the original gold card of a Swiss bank, even if it's less, is worth hundreds of billions.

  "Would Mr. Chu mind telling me the room number?" The fat man's small eyes curved into a crescent moon shape as he smiled: "That thing, because it's relatively large in size, I didn't bring it over, so..."

  "Room 106, you can bring the treasure you mentioned between 9 and 10 o'clock. Don't be late."

  After finishing speaking, Chu Yu walked forward without looking back, and the fatty also didn't continue to chase after him. He muttered to himself, "Tonight I'll check my luck, hoping that this time I can really meet someone who recognizes good stuff, sell that thing for a good price, and then Fatty Song will almost have enough capital to make a comeback..."

  Tang Keying ran to Chu Yu's side with a look of surprise and said, "You really gave that fat guy 85 million euros? Just to buy this crappy belt?"

  "Dirty to death belt……” Chu Yu was almost amused by Tang Ke's nasty nickname for the 9,000-year-old Jiaolong tendon, took a deep breath and then restrained his smile, looking at Tang Ke: "I have a lot of money, I'm happy, this should be okay."

  Tang Ke's small mouth pouted, somewhat indignantly saying: "You're all so wealthy, yet you covet someone else's young girl's treasure, and after forcibly taking it, you don't even return it. You're really wicked!"

  "This little girl was originally setting me up." Chu Yu smiled and said, "Yes! I robbed something from a female thief, this is called one report for another, you should be lucky that I didn't throw you directly into the sea."

  "You won't." Tang Ke Yin said confidently: "You must have ulterior motives towards me."

  The girl's sudden remark "having an ulterior motive" made Chu Yu somewhat cry and laugh, and he said helplessly: "Say whatever you want, anyway it's not like I forced you to follow me around, you can go wherever you want."

  "Hmph, think I'll leave? Think again." Tang Ke Yin grabbed Chu Yu's sleeve and said: "Before you return the Black Cloud Rope to me, I'll be stuck to you like a little tail, wherever you go, I won't lose you."

  "Is that thing important to you?"

  Chu Yu's sudden question made Tang Keying, who had just been smiling complacently, look gloomy. "...... Of course it's important, I can lose anything but not that..." The girl didn't finish her sentence and hung her head, lost in thought.

  Chu Yu didn't continue to ask, but in his heart, he had already made a guess. "Born with the Azure Mystic Heaven's Eyes and the Profound Yin Fire Pulse... such innate talent is indeed the best successor for my alchemy lineage, even surpassing the Radiant Sun Fire Pulse I once possessed in my physical body. Even if it's a female, it doesn't matter. The Alchemy Pavilion lineage must have an heir, but back then, I was so infatuated with alchemy that I didn't take on a single disciple until I reached the Tribulation of Transcendence. Now that I think about it, I'm filled with regret. If I had perished in the Cang Mang Mountain's Tribulation, wouldn't I have become the sinner who severed the Alchemy Pavilion lineage for eternity?"

  When Chu Yu first saw Tang Ke Yin, he was already shocked in his heart. Such excellent innate talent is really rare in life, and it's all related to the unique talents of Lianbao Pavilion. This is clearly a treasure disciple given by heaven!

  To know that the master of Chu Yu, Lingbao Zhenren, was shocked by Chu Yu's innate talent when they first met, and almost begged Chu Yu to become his apprentice. Perhaps Chu Yu wasn't as enthusiastic about taking on an apprentice as Lingbao Zhenren was, but when a talented individual like Wu Hua Meiyu appeared before him, it would be a lie to say that he wasn't moved.

  To be honest, Chu Yu's standards for accepting disciples are really too high. Otherwise, he wouldn't have reached the point of being on the verge of transcending his tribulations without having even half a disciple. You should know that in the past, every year, hundreds and thousands of people would hurry to Mount Cangmang with sincerity to beg to be accepted as Chu Yu's disciples. Among them were not only scattered cultivators who already had a relatively high foundation of cultivation, but also many children of famous sects' leaders who came to pay their respects under the orders of their parents. However, Chu Yu never looked at any of them with favor, and later on, he didn't even have the interest to walk out of his mountain gate to take a look.

  "The Lianbao Pavilion only accepts one disciple, and only if they are a genius or have exceptional talent. If they don't meet my standards, I won't accept them...". This was said by Chu Yu in the past when he was bothered by many people asking to be his apprentice. He casually threw out these four sentences, which later became known as "The Four Non-acceptances of Lianbao Sect". After that, no one dared to go to Mount Cangmang to ask for apprenticeship again.

  "This child has a knot in her heart, if the knot is not untied, she will never be willing to cultivate, and it still needs time to slowly...". A thought arose, and another disappeared. Seeing Tang Keyun's depressed expression, Chu Yu finally decided to give up his original plan to tell her the truth and accept her as a disciple after the self-selection trading meeting ended, but the timing was not yet ripe.

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