Versatile Mage: Lord of the Styx, but Lord of the Living

Chapter 147 A Bizarre Magical Tool? International Auction, Dragon Egg

Old Bao was a quiet person who liked to brew his own tea and then retire in his backyard.

Lingling also doesn't take the initiative to clean.

Leng Qing, Da Sheng, or Mo Fan, the hunter mages hired by the hunters, would come back when they had time and would tidy up a bit, but they weren't exactly professionals in this field.

Besides that, the hunting agency doesn't have a single stable staff member, not even a receptionist!

Let Liu Ru and Liu Xian take their place!

Lingling blinked and asked, "Lu Ran, do you pay them salaries?"

Lu Ran nodded and said, "Of course, or should I use your secret stash?"

Lingling pouted.

The two sisters, Liu Ru and Liu Xian, nodded vigorously upon hearing this.

Only a fool would turn down such a high-paying and lucrative job offered to him!
Moreover, the two sisters had long admired the reputation of the person in front of them, even though they were not magicians!

Newspapers and the internet have been buzzing with the news about a prodigy from Mingzhu Academy!

It would be a blessing to work for such a genius or prodigy.

“Our benefactor, we can come to work anytime!” Liu Ru said, patting her bulging, heaving chest.

"Hmm? Still calling me your benefactor, but I'm paying you a salary." Lu Ran sighed.

The two sisters, Liu Ru and Liu Xian, exchanged a glance and smiled sweetly. So their benefactor liked this kind of thing.

The two sisters called out in a soft, sweet voice:
"Boss~"

On the side, Lingling kept rolling her eyes, her eyeballs almost popping out.

A client sitting in a corner of Qingtian Hunting Agency, applying for a commission, felt frustrated:

I hate rich people.

Pearl Master Tower.

"Here, vampire fangs. Pick a few that catch your eye."

Huo Tuo stared at the dozen or so vampire teeth spread across the table, his mouth agape, unable to close for a long time.
"Are vampires really...?"

Lu Ran laughed upon hearing this: "What, you, a master blacksmith, can't tell the difference between real and fake?"

Huo Tuo fell silent, suddenly recalling the news a few days ago about a club being shut down and officials being dismissed.

"That Northern Club, you're the one who ruined it?" Huo Tuo asked.

Lu Ran shrugged and said:
"The black market that makes vampires money has nothing to do with me. If you insist on bringing it up, I'll kill their boss."

Huo Tuo was speechless, and after a moment of silence, he said:

"I won't take advantage of you; you can keep the bigger one for yourself."

As he spoke, Huo Tuo picked out four vampire fangs that were neither too big nor too small, and were at the level of a warrior general.

Seeing this, Lu Ran asked, "Could we melt the rest of the fangs together with the snake scales? Is that a good idea?"

"I also have some rare materials here, all of which are uncommon and of high quality. I would appreciate it if you could refine them for me as well. Of course, I will pay you for them."

In Lu Ran's opinion, the vampire's teeth were also a rare forging material, and he should make good use of them.

The rest were treasures that had been piling up in my spatial ring for a long time, many of them stolen goods obtained through murder and robbery, which I can now get rid of.

Upon hearing this, Huo Tuo picked up the spatial ring that Lu Ran handed him and scanned it. His expression turned strange, and he did not give an answer immediately.

After all, he had never encountered vampire teeth before.

The materials in the spatial ring are rare, but they are also very diverse, with many having vastly different properties, making them unsuitable for smelting together.

However, based on his extensive forging experience, he was still quite confident in saying:

"It's promising, but I'm warning you beforehand that there are still some risks. The magical tools and artifacts you end up forging might turn out to be something completely different, and you'll have to bear the consequences yourself."

Lu Ran had no objections and readily agreed.

After all, there aren't many forging masters in Shanghai who can compare to Huo Tuo. After signing a long list of waivers with Huo Tuo, Lu Ran finally left the Pearl Tower.

A few days later.

An international auction was held on the top floor of the China World Trade Center in Shanghai.

Mu Nujiao, dressed in a luxurious cloud-sail long dress, stood tall and graceful, exuding elegance and poise, her stunning figure attracting attention.

Lu Ran was also dressed in a suit, and Mu Nujiao was holding his arm as the two of them came to attend the international auction together.

"This auction has attracted investments from the four major families of Shanghai and many other forces. There should be quite a few people coming to join in the fun today."

As soon as Mu Nujiao finished speaking, she heard a familiar greeting.

"Brother Ran, Brother Ran, what a coincidence!"

The two looked up at the sound and saw a blond man waving his hand high in the distance, heading straight for them.

The newcomer was none other than Zhao Manyan, with Mo Fan beside him.

"It's been a while since I've seen you. Your cultivation has improved," Lu Ran commented with a smile.

Zhao Manyan shrugged and pointed at Mo Fan, saying, "It's all because this guy is too cowardly. It makes me feel embarrassed not to cultivate."

Mo Fan laughed too: "Well, I came here today to join in the fun, I didn't expect to run into Brother Ran."

Although the two worked at the same Qingtian Hunting Grounds, they rarely met.

Immediately afterwards, Zhao Manyan and Mo Fan greeted Mu Nujiao.

Mu Nujiao smiled gently and nodded, handing over the reins of the conversation to Lu Ran.

Seeing this, Lu Ran also smiled and said:

"Judging from your expressions, you've come prepared. Could it be that there's a big item up for auction today?"

Zhao Manyan smiled enigmatically: "Indeed, there's a big one—a dragon egg from a Western noble family! That's extremely rare."

Lu Ran's expression remained unchanged upon hearing this, and his heart was not stirred much.

For him, Yalong held no appeal whatsoever.

For others, owning a dragon mount is definitely the pinnacle of life.

The problem is that if Lu Ran is to ride, he should ride a Silver Sky Lord of the Great Monarch level, or a Supreme Monarch Totem Black Serpent.

Having trampled the Supreme Monarch underfoot, why would he even look at a dragon?
However, this dragon egg reminded Lu Ran of someone.

"Rumor has it that some Westerners are coming to the auction today!" Zhao Manyan muttered to himself as he looked around.

Mu Nujiao smiled upon hearing this: "After all, it's an international auction, so it's normal to have foreign travelers."

Zhao Manyan shook his head, but instead gave a thumbs up.

Mu Nujiao looked at it and was somewhat surprised.

Lu Ran spoke up at this moment: "A dragon egg was born at today's auction. Could it be that the Grand Duke of the Victorian family in Europe is present in person?"

Upon hearing this, all three of them fixed their gazes on him.

Zhao Manyan clapped his hands suddenly and exclaimed in surprise:

"Amazing, Ran-ge! You guessed it all!"

Lu Ran smiled and remained silent, gesturing for him to continue.

"However, this Grand Duchess Eileen may not necessarily appear in public. If you want to see her, Brother Ran," Zhao Manyan chuckled mischievously.

Lu Ran frowned, coughed lightly, and transmitted a message using telepathy:
"Mu Nujiao is still right there!"

Zhao Manyan's eyes widened, then she changed the subject, saying, "Even if you wanted to see them, you couldn't. After all, outsiders aren't allowed into the private room unless invited by the host."

Mu Nujiao glanced at Zhao Manyan indifferently, then looked away and spoke first:
"TuTu is here today too. I'll go pick her up, and then I'll go straight to the private room with TuTu to wait for you."

(End of this chapter)