Ghost Seal, Unexpected Gains

"Don't you know the efficiency of Jubaozhai, Mr. Lu?"

Manager Lin smiled. "Don't worry, it's all taken care of."

As he spoke, he made a gesture of invitation.

Signaling for them to sit before continuing.

Lu Yuan nodded, then found a seat by the side, offering more privacy.

After instructing someone to prepare tea, Manager Lin excused himself, clearly going to retrieve the item he needed.

Seeing this, Lu Yuan wasn't in a hurry. He gently took a sip of the clear tea.

The tea was light, leaving a lingering fragrance in his mouth.

Though he didn't know much about tea, he knew it was expensive, something ordinary families couldn't afford.

This was normal. Those who could reach the sixth floor were all wealthy or influential, so Jubaozhai would naturally offer the best to entertain them.

"Mr. Lu, thank you for waiting."

Soon, Manager Lin returned, holding a tray covered with a red cloth. "This is what you wanted. The seller was quite straightforward."

Hearing this, Lu Yuan nodded, said nothing, and directly lifted the red cloth.

On the tray sat a square seal.

It wasn't large, about a foot across.

It was entirely black, exuding an ancient aura.

On top, an unknown fierce beast was carved, seeming to stare directly at people, giving off an ominous feeling.

"Yes, this is it." Lu Yuan glanced at it, very satisfied.

This seal was almost identical to the one he had seen in his previous life.

Even the details were exactly the same.

He was sure.

"Good."

Manager Lin smiled. "Once payment is complete, this item will be yours, Mr. Lu."

"Don't worry." Lu Yuan took out his phone, made a few taps, and transferred the remaining ten million directly to Jubaozhai's account.

Seeing this, Manager Lin poured him another cup of tea and continued, "Mr. Lu, I don't mean to pry, but this item has a sinister aura. Most collectors wouldn't even be interested. Spending fifteen million on it seems like a waste."

Although it might seem inappropriate to say so, anyone who could become a manager on the sixth floor of Jubaozhai was no ordinary person.

Manager Lin's words were spoken from a friend's perspective.

His intention.

Was to better foster their relationship.

After all, only friends would speak to each other this way.

Sinister aura?

It was supposed to have a sinister aura.

This item was not meant for the living.

Lu Yuan chuckled inwardly. Only he knew now that this item was called the Ghost Seal. It seemed unremarkable, just an ordinary antique.

But in reality, it had a significant origin and was closely related to the Mausoleum of the First Qin Emperor. If he hadn't had the good fortune to be involved in his previous life, he wouldn't have known what the Ghost Seal truly was.

If he had to say, this item was one of the key components for opening the Mausoleum of the First Qin Emperor.

Fifteen million.

Buying this Ghost Seal was a guaranteed profit, even if it seemed like a bad deal to those who didn't know its true value.

As for the Imperial Tomb, legends about it had never ceased.

It was arguably one of the most mysterious places in all of China.

Yet, no one had ever managed to explore it.

The reason was simple.

Outsiders could not enter that place at all, not even with blueprints. Unless all the keys were gathered.

Otherwise, barging in rashly would mean certain death.

However, now, including this Ghost Seal, Lu Yuan had obtained two keys. The other was a small ancestral cauldron belonging to Chen Song.

Of course, he wouldn't explain any of this. He simply smiled, took another sip of tea, and continued, "Thank you for the reminder, Manager Lin. Everyone has their own hobbies. By the way, are there any other novel items on the sixth floor recently?"

Lu Yuan thought that Jubaozhai gathered all sorts of untradeable items from across the country.

The Ghost Seal was discovered here, so he wanted to try his luck again.

Of course.

He didn't hold out much hope for it.

Even after the global cataclysm, very few things could transform into Divine Artifacts. It's not that every antique is extraordinary.

Otherwise, he could have done other things and simply collected various antiques.

"Of course."

Manager Lin's eyes lit up, knowing there was more business to be had. He took out a prepared picture album from his pocket. "It's all here. Mr. Lu can take his time looking. If you see something you like, just tell me, and I guarantee I'll handle everything for you."

As the manager on the sixth floor, he received a commission for every transaction made.

Naturally, he was very attentive.

Lu Yuan nodded and began to look through the album.

Just as he expected, it contained various antique objects.

With the reputation of Jubaozhai's sixth floor, everything was guaranteed to be genuine.

However, after flipping through for a long time, he didn't find what he was looking for.

Shortly after.

Lu Yuan paused, ready to return the album.

But then, his eyes suddenly shifted slightly. He noticed a small pagoda on the very last page.

The pagoda had eleven stories. Although eroded by time, the high-definition photo showed it was extremely well-preserved, without any damage.

It was this small pagoda that plunged Lu Yuan into memories of a great battle that could change the landscape of mountains and rivers. He had watched it from afar.

During the display of power by one of the combatants, the phenomenon that appeared within their body was almost identical to the small pagoda.

Keep in mind.

Even after the global cataclysm, that person was one of the top powerhouses.

And now, he was seeing this item again.

With this thought.

Lu Yuan looked up and asked directly, "Manager Lin, what is this?"

"This one?" Manager Lin glanced at it, thought for a moment, and then replied, "This item is called the Eleven-story Blood Futu. According to the seller, it was blood-red when unearthed. It's said that an ancient eminent monk was buried nearby where it was excavated. After our appraisal, it's about two thousand years old. What? Are you interested?"

In Buddhist terminology, a pagoda is also called a Futu.

Monks often say that saving a life is better than building a seven-story pagoda, referring to a seven-story tower.

"Yes."

Lu Yuan nodded. "Can you help me contact the seller? The price is negotiable."

"I am aware of your strength, of course, but this seller is difficult to deal with; there's a problem."

Manager Lin frowned and explained, "That person is in real estate. He was quite wealthy, but later ran into financial trouble, and his net worth plummeted. So, he wanted to sell this item to raise funds. His asking price was twenty million, but not long ago, he managed to secure a loan from the bank."

"So, he called yesterday to say the Eleven-story Blood Futu is no longer for sale and he wants to keep it for collection."

"Is that so?"

Lu Yuan's heart sank.

He looked again, confirming that this item was indeed the same as the phenomenon displayed by that powerful individual.

After that great battle, he had specifically inquired about it and was eventually told that the phenomenon was caused by the fusion of a Divine Artifact into the five internal organs. It could unlock the body's treasures, stimulate potential, and make the five internal organs as indestructible as divine metal!

And the Eleven-story Blood Futu corresponded precisely to the five internal organs, didn't it?

Therefore, it must be this item.

At the time, Lu Yuan had sighed for a long time, wondering why he hadn't had such good fortune.

Now, the item was right before his eyes.

Was he going to miss this opportunity?