Immortality Starts From Making Money.
Chapter 119: No one believe

Chapter 119: No one believe

The following day, news and rumors began to spread throughout the commerce district.

Young men and women walked amidst the bustling street, shouting about the Thousand Wealth Auction.

Some even gathered a crowd and told tales of the powerful artifact that would be sold by the Thousand Wealth Chamber.

The curious crowd looked at the old storyteller in disbelief.

This was the first time they were hearing of the Thousand Wealth Chamber.

In the commerce district, there were many notable chambers and trading houses that were known to all.

Golden Pavilion was a powerful pavilion known throughout the Southern Region and beyond.

Apart from them, there were the Jade River Exchange, the Seven Talisman Trade Hall, and the Broken Moon Consortium.

Each chamber was powerful, and they were unrivaled in the capital.

Yet, this powerful chamber did not dare boast of producing artifacts that had never appeared before.

Artifacts might be powerful unlike others, but something that had never appeared before?

If this was not a lie, what was it?

"Old man, stop spurting nonsense," a young man shouted in disdain. "How could such an artifact exist? Humph!"

"This is just a gimmick to get everyone’s attention. If such an artifact really existed, it would have been known by now."

The crowd surrounding the old storyteller nodded in agreement.

A young woman standing at the edge of the crowd also added, "Besides, the Artifact Refining Hall would have announced it. This is nothing but mere lies. City guards should arrest someone like you for deceiving innocent people."

When the crowd heard that, they began to clamor, pointing hateful fingers at the storyteller.

The old storyteller was nervous, and his heart was pounding heavily against his chest. But he knew he couldn’t fail at this juncture.

Clearing his throat, he shouted with a confident smile.

"What do you know? Just because the Artifact Refining Hall did not announce it or could not make it doesn’t mean others could not. What a shallow way of thinking."

"In the annals of history, many extraordinary things had appeared, and just because the powerful forces could not make them does not mean others could not."

"The Thousand Wealth Chamber is an ancient Refining Clan. They have been working on this artifact for the past one hundred years, and they finally succeeded."

"How could you mortals imagine the perseverance, dedication, and hard work put into their research before these artifacts were born?"

When the crowd heard him, their loud voices receded. One hundred years of research? A flash of doubt appeared on their faces.

How could anyone research an artifact for one hundred years?

They found it hard to believe. Before anyone could question the old storyteller, he continued.

"Do you think I’d dare lie and show my face to you if I’m not telling the truth?"

"After the auction, I’ll be here to tell you the tales of the artifacts, and if it’s all a lie, you can do anything to me. I’ll be here waiting for your response."

"So, don’t miss the Thousand Wealth Chamber Auction. It might be your only chance to experience a great invention in your lifetime."

With that, the old storyteller packed his bag and left the podium with a confident stride.

As for the crowd, they were torn between shock and confusion. Even the two people who questioned the authenticity of the story did not know what to believe.

But there was one thing they knew: their curiosity had been piqued, and they were very much interested in this Thousand Wealth Chamber Auction.

And just like that, the news of the Thousand Wealth Chamber Auction spread like wildfire throughout the commerce district.

Inside a grand and luxurious room, a middle-aged man looked at the woman standing by the window and asked,

"What do you think about the news going around about the new chamber?"

The woman had long legs, porcelain skin, and her wavy hair rested beautifully on her shoulder. Everything in the room accentuated her beauty.

It was a toppling-city beauty that would make every man turn his head twice.

She was the mysterious leader of the Broken Moon Consortium. Only a handful knew of her existence, and only a few were opportune to see her.

Such a graceful and elegant woman looked at the bustling street with a calm and indifferent expression.

"What can a new chamber produce?" she responded without looking at the man. "We’ve seen this trick every time, and it has become boring."

"Our top priority is the Golden Pavilion. We must find out what they’ve been up to in the past few days."

"Yes, My Lady, I’ll see to it immediately," the man responded with a light nod before he left the room.

As for the Thousand Wealth Chamber, he was just curious and wanted to hear the lady’s opinion.

Their Broken Moon Consortium was a powerful force, and they wouldn’t concern themselves with such useless gimmicks.

....

Golden Pavilion.

Inside a massive office, a middle-aged man in his late thirties was giving instructions with a solemn expression.

"Double the guards and make sure the location is firmly secured. I don’t want those bastards from the Broken Moon Consortium to know about our actions."

"Yes, My Lord. I’ll see to it immediately," his assistant responded with a firm nod.

"Good," he nodded. "This is our chance to surpass them and dominate the market."

A flash of anticipation appeared on his face. The Golden Pavilion and the Broken Moon Consortium had been at odds with each other for decades.

But this time around, he was going to change that.

With this auction, they are going to dominate the Southern Region, and they could expand their influence to other regions.

Probably, the Central Region.

Just thinking of it made his blood boil in anticipation and excitement.

"My Lord, what do you think of the new rumors about the strange powerful artifact that will be auctioned by the new chamber?" his assistant’s voice jolted him out of his fantasy.

"What powerful artifact? That’s just nonsense," the man retorted with disdain.

"With all the experts in our pavilion, we don’t even dare to claim we can create such a powerful one, talkless of some useless nobody."

"Forget about them and focus on our upcoming auction."

"Yes, My Lord."

Unknown to the thoughts of the powerful forces ruling the commerce district, the Thousand Wealth Chamber continued to spread the news about their upcoming auction.

In every juncture, you would find representatives of the Thousand Wealth Chamber shouting and giving out pamphlets of their chamber and their upcoming auction.

Even though many believed this was just a ruse to capture the attention of the city, they were still amazed by the huge resources spent by the chamber.

Is this really worth it?

Trying to gain attention when they are bound to fail.

What powerful artifacts?

Even the Artifact Refining Hall did not boast of such.

Still, this had already caught the attention of many people, as they couldn’t wait to witness the Thousand Wealth Chamber’s gimmick.

Meanwhile, inside the Artifact Refining Hall, an elderly man with a long beard listened to the report from his disciple, and a deep frown appeared on his face.

"Are you saying some new chambers are proclaiming to have created a powerful artifact?" he asked with a deep frown on his face.

"Yes, Master. It has spread throughout the commerce city, and it is spreading. It is only a matter of time before the whole capital knows of them," Peng Ming said with slight annoyance in his voice.

His master was revered as one of the best artifact refiners in the city. Apart from the Hall Master, no one bested his master.

Yet, some ignorant chamber dares to refine a powerful artifact that has never appeared before.

How could he condone such a lie?

Elder Yuan’s expression turned unsightly. His anger was boiling. He had spent all his life on artifact refining, and he was about to achieve his goal.

As long as he beats the Hall Master and becomes a Peak Tier-2 Refiner, he would be unrivaled in the Southern Region, and he would stand proudly in the upcoming summit.

"Do you know where this chamber is?" Elder Yuan asked in a deep voice.

"Yes, Master. I’ve already found their location."

"Good. Let’s go. I want to see what gave them the confidence to utter such trashy statements."

A bright smile appeared on Peng Ming’s face. ’Humph! Let’s see how those mongrels fare in my master’s presence.’

He thought, and a proud smile appeared on his face as they left the Artifact Refining Hall.

At the lobby, seeing both the master and disciple leaving with large strides, the apprentices and refiners looked at each other before they chased after them.

Everyone knew how prideful Elder Yuan was. And since a new chamber claimed to have refined a never-before-seen artifact,

How could the prideful Elder Yuan take it lying down?

At the top floor of the Artifact Refining Hall, an old man with grey hair and a long white beard was reading a book when the door was pushed open.

"Master," a young woman said.

"Where are your manners? Why would you rush in without knocking on the door?" the Hall Master berated with a doting smile on his face.

She giggled, "You’re my master. Why would I care about manners?"

Without waiting for her master to speak, she continued with a mischievous smile on her face.

"Master, do you know Elder Yuan has gone to confront the new chamber that’s claiming to have refined the never-before-seen artifact?"

The Hall Master was not surprised and responded calmly, "This is good. With Elder Yuan, we can find out if they’re lying or not."

"Master, are you not afraid he’s going to use this chance to cause problems for you?"

The Hall Master did not respond, and a mysterious smile crept up his face.