Transaction Reached, Eleven-story Blood Futu

Jubaozhai

On the sixth floor, in a private room.

Three people sat facing each other, with Lu Yuan at the head.

Manager Lin, sitting to his right, poured tea with a very deferential attitude.

To his left sat a middle-aged man, about forty years old, with thinning hair, a pot belly, and a seemingly honest face, but his eyes, which occasionally flashed with light, revealed the shrewdness of a businessman.

"Let me introduce you, this is Mr. Lu, and this is Boss Wan Fuda."

After pouring the tea, Manager Lin spoke from the side, letting the two get acquainted.

But it was clear that he showed more respect to Lu Yuan.

He called him "Mr."

While the other man was directly referred to as "Boss Wan."

Of course, most people would find it hard to tell the difference.

"Hello." Lu Yuan nodded, getting straight to the point: "I believe Boss Wan knows why I invited you here?"

"Of course, President Lu is interested in my Eleven-story Blood Futu." Boss Wan smiled and continued, "President Lu truly has a good eye. I've had this item in my collection for many years. Both its condition and its age are top-notch."

He spoke, incessantly praising his own collection, seemingly quite proud.

"Boss Wan, I acknowledge its age, but as for its condition..."

Manager Lin interjected, "Forgive my bluntness, but generally, pagodas are numbered seven, nine, or twelve. Your Eleven-story Pagoda, specifically, isn't as precious, and might even be missing a level."

As the intermediary, he shouldn't have spoken at this time.

But Manager Lin knew very well that Lu Yuan was determined to have it, and he certainly wouldn't hesitate to help.

As for the man surnamed Wan, although he was also a VIP, he hadn't bought anything from Jubaozhai from beginning to end.

Even the only item he brought out wasn't for sale in good faith.

He already had his reservations.

Unlike Lu Yuan, who had brought him real money and benefits.

"You, you... Little Lin, you don't understand." Boss Wan was momentarily speechless and couldn't help but want to explain.

"Enough."

At this moment, Lu Yuan interrupted him: "I want your item, name your price."

He didn't have much time and wanted to resolve this quickly.

"President Lu, I haven't even agreed to sell it yet..." Boss Wan started, wanting to say something.

"Twenty-five million."

Lu Yuan spoke, knowing the price the other party had previously quoted was twenty million, so he directly increased the offer.

Beside them, Manager Lin opened his mouth, thinking that his price negotiation had only just begun.

Alas, he could only watch from the side now and couldn't interrupt.

"President Lu, I already said it's not about the price."

"Thirty million."

"I've collected this item for many years."

"Forty million!"

"President Lu, you see..."

"Fifty million."

As Lu Yuan stated the price once more, he continued, "This is your last chance. If Boss Wan doesn't sell, I'll walk away immediately."

He had money, but that didn't mean he would bid mindlessly. If the other party still hesitated, he would find other methods.

"Deal."

Boss Wan stood up immediately.

It could be said that the price of fifty million far exceeded expectations.

He also understood that if he continued to haggle, this deal might fall through. They were both smart people and knew when to concede.

"President Lu, your eye for quality is truly exceptional. The pagoda will serve its true purpose in your hands. I've brought the item with me, please check if there are any issues." Boss Wan took out the Eleven-story Blood Futu from his bag and placed it on the table.

At this moment, he completely abandoned his previous hesitation and became very straightforward, even his tone carried respect.

His attitude before and after was like two completely different people.

Manager Lin couldn't help but shake his head at this.

Lu Yuan carefully examined the Eleven-story Pagoda. It was about the size of his palm and remarkably well-preserved.

More importantly, both the details and other aspects were exactly the same as in his memory.

"Good, the item is fine. I'll have the money transferred to you through Jubaozhai."

After confirming there were no errors, Lu Yuan spoke.

The transaction was, after all, made within Jubaozhai, so doing so was equivalent to having a guarantee.

"Of course, of course." Boss Wan had no objections. After a few more pleasantries, he quickly made an excuse and left, afraid Lu Yuan might go back on his word at the last minute. Fifty million—even with Jubaozhai's commission, it was a considerable sum.

"Mr. Lu, you were too impulsive just now."

Seeing Boss Wan leave, Manager Lin finally spoke, sounding somewhat regretful.

In his eyes, this so-called Eleven-story Blood Futu was simply not worth that price.

He had intended to suppress the price a bit himself before letting the other party make an offer.

"Manager Lin, I appreciate your good intentions."

Lu Yuan smiled and continued, "But whether it's worth it or not, I know better than anyone."

An Eleven-story Blood Futu, after mutation, would transform into a Divine Artifact, integrating into the five internal organs. The benefits were immeasurable; how could it be measured by a mere fifty million?

"As long as the transaction can be completed smoothly, I'll be relieved."

Manager Lin didn't say any more, knowing this was ultimately someone else's business.

Lu Yuan didn't linger either and prepared to leave.

But at this moment, Manager Lin seemed to recall something and spoke up, reminding him, "Oh, right, Mr. Lu, please remember not to go out for a while."

"Oh? And why is that?"

Hearing this, Lu Yuan's heart stirred. Did Jubaozhai also know something?

"I can't explain the specifics, but a couple of days ago during a meeting, the big boss said so. Anyway, it's a bit chaotic outside right now, with many strange incidents happening. I'm sure you've seen it on the news," Manager Lin said. The big boss he mentioned was the behind-the-scenes controller of Jubaozhai.

"Thank you."

Lu Yuan nodded.

The global anomaly was getting closer and closer.

All sorts of bizarre occurrences kept appearing, accompanied by earthquakes, tsunamis, fires, and so on.

These could have been explained by natural phenomena, but recently they had become too frequent. He saw them on television every day.

And it wasn't just domestically; the situation was the same all over the world.

He had thought only he cared about this.

But now it seemed...

Certain high-level individuals had also realized something was wrong.

Of course.

Unlike them, Lu Yuan knew exactly what was going to happen.

Without another word, he drove away from Jubaozhai.

"After I get the Eleven-story Pagoda, there's only one matter left to settle in Shanghai City. I need to handle it quickly," Lu Yuan thought while driving. The items he hadn't acquired yet were the Heavenly Sword Embryo and the Wordless Stone Tablet.

Both of these required him to retrieve them personally.

He had a month left.

If he delayed any further, it would definitely be too late.

So, Lu Yuan decided to drive to Old Master Ge's home.

Of course, on the way, he didn't forget to buy some fresh fruits and vegetables.

However.

When Lu Yuan arrived at Old Master Ge's house and was about to walk into the courtyard, he heard a fierce argument.