Chapter 342 Maximizing Benefits

After Lin Yang refined the fifth-grade ethereal elixir, there was no longer any suspense about his first place in the semi-finals.

No matter how many people complete the refining next, they will not be able to surpass Lin Yang.

This day is destined to be the gloomiest day for the alchemists of the Blue Flame Empire, but the gloomier and more desperate day has not yet truly arrived.

Lin Yang used two unique skills in refining medicine that were on the verge of being lost, proving that he was not only good at refining medicinal materials, but that he was equally skilled in refining medicine.

From the current situation, Lin Yang's probability of winning the championship in tomorrow's final is wirelessly close to 100%.

Even Ling Chen, the most genius of the younger generation, couldn't defeat him. Who else could compete with him?

After the game, Lin Yang left, surrounded by the alchemists from the Tianxuan Empire, leaving only the people from the Blue Flame Empire who stood there suddenly and refused to leave for a long time.

They still couldn't accept the fact that they were suppressed by a Tianxuan Empire alchemist.

And Mo Qingkuang also came to the small auction house in Yanjing City with Ning Xian.

"From now on, this auction house belongs to you." Ning Xian sighed and handed him the contract in his hand.

She is a person who is willing to admit defeat. Although she does not want to admit it or believe it, this is the fact.

Mo Qingkuang's trust in Lin Yang was surprisingly accurate. Lin Yang now, Lin Yang in the Alchemist Competition, was almost invincible.

Perhaps, only the Holy Sons in the Holy Land can compete with Lin Yang in the art of refining medicine.

But over the years, there has never been a precedent for the Holy Son of Yaoshen Mountain to participate in the continent-wide young alchemist competition.

They are so superior that they don't even bother to compete with the alchemists in the secular world.

Mo Qingkuang took the contract from Ning Xian and felt happy.

This is real estate. Mo Qingkuang doesn't know the exact amount of money an auction house can make, but it must be a lot.

I don't know how powerful Ning Xian's family must be for a young girl in her twenties to be in charge of such a wealth-making tool as an auction house.

"Ning Xianzi is awesome! Hahahahaha." Mo Qingkuang couldn't suppress the smile on his face as he cupped his hands at Ning Xiangong.

Ning Xian looked a little sad, and secretly blamed himself for being too impulsive.

It's all because the little white tiger was so flirtatious that he even lost his dowry.

I don’t know what it will be like to be taught by my parents when I return to my family.

But she didn't say much, she just extended her hand to Mo Qingkuang: "Give me the little tiger to raise for a few days."

Mo Qingkuang nodded, took off the beast bag and handed it to Ning Xian: "I am also a man of my word, but I only allow you to raise it for three days, and you must return it to me after three days."

"I know." Ning Xian took the beast bag and couldn't wait to release the little white tiger.

As soon as the little white tiger was held in his arms, it was like holding a soft heater, and the look of disappointment on his face dissipated in the blink of an eye.

The green jade fingers caressed the little white tiger's body, and the feeling of satisfaction seemed to be that it was not so unacceptable to throw away this auction house for nothing.

It's just that the time is a bit short, only three days.

The little white tiger's eyes were a little confused. He had been taken out a lot today. He had been suffocating in the animal bag for more than half a year.

Maybe the little master's conscience found out that he couldn't bear to lock me in that dark space.

Well, today the little master's hands are so tender, so smooth, so comfortable, and he still smells good.

Just as he was about to lick Mo Qingkuang's palm in gratitude, he was surprised to find that the little master was actually facing him.

A loud cry of "meow"!

When I looked up, I saw that I was in the arms of a beautiful young lady!

How come you are so fat? Little master, you don’t want me anymore?

It wanted to run back to Mo Qingkuang's arms, but its body was honest and even gave up struggling uncontrollably, and just looked at Mo Qingkuang pitifully.

Mo Qingkuang laughed when he saw this: "Don't worry, it's not that I don't want you anymore. This sister wants you to play with him for a few days, and I will pick you up in a few days!"

Oh, it turns out you don’t want me.

The little white tiger nodded very humanely, then found a comfortable position in Ning Xian's arms, closed his eyes and enjoyed it.

Its series of actions almost made Ning Xian cute, and she couldn't put it down while holding it.

Can't wait to turn around and leave: "Let's go, Xiaobai, my sister will take you to play."

Mo Qingkuang was stunned for a moment, the hero had the same idea, Ning Xian also liked the name Xiaobai.

However, he still reminded him subconsciously: "It's called Licking Dog, not Xiaobai."

"What kind of dog is it licking? What an ugly name. Have you never considered changing its name? How nice is Xiaobai? Just call it Xiaobai from now on?" Ning Xian wrinkled her cute nose.

Since having the little white tiger, Ning Xian gradually showed a girlish side in front of Mo Qingkuang, with a bit of playfulness.

Mo Qingkuang's face was full of sorrow. I wanted to call him Xiaobai, but the enemy had Gundam... and his strength didn't allow it.

With tears in his eyes, Mo Qingkuang rejected Ning Xian's extremely reasonable request: "No..."

Ning Xian snorted arrogantly: "Hmph, I don't care, I'll call it Xiaobai anyway! It has been Xiaobai for the past three days here."

After saying that, he turned around and left, leaving Mo Qingkuang with a graceful figure from behind.

He was still muttering: "What kind of aesthetics? He is the most talented person in the Tianxuan Empire! He can't even name it! It's obviously a cat, how can it be called a dog?"

"It sounds so awful! It sounds so awful!"

"Meow-"

Looking at Ning Xian's receding back, Mo Qingkuang took the opportunity to protest to Mo Fan in his heart: "Grandpa, you see, girls also think that licking dogs is not nice, why don't we change the name."

"Don't care about these details, we have more important things to do!" Mo Fan did not think of changing the name of the little white tiger, but directly changed the subject.

"What else? We have earned so much, and we should prepare for the baptism of the blue dream flame." Mo Qingkuang was slightly stunned.

After this incident, Lin Yang's victory is almost certain, and no one will bet against him anymore. The baptism of the blue dream flame is about to start, and he has to make some preparations.

"Are you satisfied with just this little appetizer? Your appetite is too small! Now is the time for a big meal!" Mo Fan snorted unhappily, and his words did not hide his contempt for Mo Qingkuang at all.

Mo Qingkuang was even more confused, there is still a big meal?

"What feast?"

"Tell me, what do the Blue Flame Empire's alchemists want to do most now?"

"Of course, it's to stop Lin Yang from winning the championship, otherwise they will lose face. But I don't think they have the ability to do so." Mo Qingkuang answered subconsciously.

"They don't have the ability, but we do!"

"Grandfather, you mean..." Mo Qingkuang's eyes lit up when he heard this.

"You're not that stupid. Do you think I will really let Lin Yang win the championship? Do you understand the maximization of benefits?" Mo Fan smiled coldly.

His plan is to advance step by step, starting with the small ones, and Lin Yang will also work hard, and Lin Yang will advance all the way.

The stronger the strength Lin Yang shows, the more unwilling he is to win, and the more benefits he can get from the Blue Flame Empire's alchemists.

"Let's go and find the wealthy President Su He."