I Became the Ancestor of the Villain

  Chapter 344 Maximizing Benefits

  After Lin Yang refined the Void Spirit Pill that reached the fifth grade, there was no suspense for the first place in the rematch.

   No matter how many people finish refining next, they cannot surpass Lin Yang.

   This day is destined to be the darkest day in the world of alchemists in the Blue Flame Empire, but a darker and more hopeless day has yet to come.

  Lin Yang used two rare alchemy skills that were on the verge of being lost, proving that he not only only knows how to extract medicinal materials, but also has excellent alchemy skills.

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

  Even the most talented Ling Chen of the younger generation can't defeat him, who else can contend with him?

  After the match, Lin Yang left under the support of all the pharmacists from the Profound Sky Empire, leaving only the members of the Blue Flame Empire who stood there stunned for a long time, unwilling to leave.

  They still couldn't accept the fact that they were suppressed by a pharmacist from the Profound Sky Empire.

  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 gamble and admit defeat. Although she doesn't want to admit it or believe it, it is the truth.

  Mo Qingkuang's trust in Lin Yang was astonishingly accurate. The current Lin Yang, the Lin Yang in the alchemist competition, is almost invincible.

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

  But over the years, there has never been a precedent for the Holy Son of the God of Medicine Mountain to participate in the Continental Youth Alchemist Competition.

  They are aloof and disdain to compete with alchemists in the secular world.

   Mo frivolously accepted the contract from Ning Xian, feeling very happy.

  This is real estate. How profitable an auction house is, Mo Qingkuang doesn't have the exact amount in mind, but it must be a lot.

   I don't know how powerful Ning Xian's family must be to allow her a young girl in her twenties to manage such a money-making weapon as an auction house.

   "Fairy Ning is grand! Hahahaha." Mo Qingkuang couldn't suppress the smile on his face as he cupped his hands at Ning Xian.

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

   It's all the fault of the little white tiger for being 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 the family.

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

  Mo frivolously nodded, took off the animal bag, and handed it to Ning Xian: "I am also a man of faith, but you are only allowed to raise it for three days, and you must return it to me after three days."

   "Got it." Ning Xian took the animal bag and released the little white tiger impatiently.

  As soon as the little white tiger entered his arms, it was as if he was hugging a soft stove, and the look of disappointment on his face just now dissipated a lot in the blink of an eye.

  Passing the little white tiger with green fingers, the sense of satisfaction, as if throwing away this auction house for nothing is not so unacceptable.

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

  Little White Tiger's eyes are a little confused, he has been caught out a lot today, and he has been suffocating in the animal bag for more than half a year.

  Maybe the little master found out with conscience, knowing that it is a bit unbearable to lock me in that dark space.

  Well, the little master’s hands are so tender, slippery, and comfortable today, and his body still smells delicious.

  Just as he was about to lick Mo's frivolous palm gratefully, he was surprised to find that the little master was actually opposite him.

   "Meow" loudly!

   Looking up, he was actually in the arms of a beautiful young lady!

  How to get fat? The little master doesn't want me anymore?

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

  Mo frivolously smiled 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's not that I don't want me.

  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, holding it and loving it.

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

  Mo frivolously froze for a moment, the hero sees the same thing, Ning Xian also likes the name Xiaobai.

  But still subconsciously reminded: "It's called a licking dog, not Xiaobai."

   "What dog is licking? What an ugly name, haven't you considered changing it's name? How nice is Xiaobai? Let's call him Xiaobai from now on?" Ning Xian wrinkled her lovely nose.

  Since having the little white tiger, Ning Xian has gradually shown a girlish side in front of Mo frivolous, with a playful taste.

  Mo Qingkuang has a sad face, I also want to call him Xiaobai, but the enemy has a Gundam...the strength does not allow it.

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

  Ning Xian snorted arrogantly: "Hmph, I don't care, I'll call it Xiaobai anyway! It's been Xiaobai these three days with me."

   After speaking, he turned and left, leaving Mo Qingkuang with a slim back.

  Muttering in his mouth: "What aesthetics, you are the number one genius in the Tianxuan Empire! You can't even pick a name! It's a cat, how can it be called a dog?"

   "It sounds terrible! It sounds terrible!"

   "Meow—"

  Looking at the back of Ning Xian going away, Mo Qingkuang took the opportunity to protest to Mo Fan in his heart: "Old Ancestor, you see that girls also think licking dogs is not good, or we can change our name."

   "Don't worry about these details, we have more important things to do!" Mo Fan didn't have the idea of ​​changing the name of the little white tiger, but directly changed the topic.

   "What else is there? We have earned so much, so let's prepare for the baptism of Youlan Mengyan." Mo frivolously froze for a moment.

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

"Just ordering an appetizer will satisfy you? Your appetite is too small! Now is the time to eat a big meal!" Mo Fan snorted angrily, and did not hide his contempt for Mo's frivolity in his words .

  Mo frivolously became even more confused, and there is a big meal?

   "What feast?"

   "Tell me, what do the pharmacists in the Blue Flame Empire want to do most now?"

   "Of course it is to prevent Lin Yang from winning the championship, otherwise they will lose face. But I don't think they have the ability." Mo frivolously replied subconsciously.

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

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

   "It's not too stupid, do you think I will really let Lin Yang win the championship? Do you understand the maximization of benefits?" Mo Fan sneered.

  His plan is to advance layer by layer, starting from the young to collect the wool, Lin Yang also strives for success, and Lin Yang advances triumphantly all the way.

  The stronger Lin Yang's strength is, the more he refuses to win, the more benefits he can get from the alchemist world of the Blue Flame Empire.

   "Let's go, go to the rich and powerful president Su He."

  (end of this chapter)