Now, all the cultivators present had seen that the laughable piece of metal, after the addition of some materials, had indeed been refined into a magical treasure!
"It's true! My young friend! What you said... what you said is true!" Manager Zhao, his mind and spirit agitated, said with a trembling voice. "I was wrong, I admit it. I made a mistake in my appraisal, treating a piece of a magical treasure as trash. Moreover, I have seen that this bell-shaped magical treasure has indeed originated from this piece of metal."
"Mistaken sight... We were mistaken indeed." The appraisers from the auction house, who had come with Manager Zhao, were all blushing with shame, feeling utterly humiliated.
Those cultivators who had been noisily mocking Huang Xiaolong fell completely silent.
"No... Impossible! I, Young Master Xia, cannot lose to you! It cannot be!" Xia Ding's forehead veins bulged like an angry dragon, but fear was starting to show.
