Chapter 218: If you can beat me, you can have it
"In discerning the quality and worth of Wood Embryo Seeds in particular, the size of the tree it comes from, the size of the seed itself, the discolouration patterns on the seed and the amount of spiritual essence it gives of determines how much it is worth.
The size of the Wood Spectre Tree itself is more than 10 metres, almost 15 to be precise. This is due to the enormous amounts of both wood and water attributed spiritual essence within the Winter Rain Mountains. It promotes the growth of all the flora and native plants in the region. As such, for one thing, the size of the Wood Spectre Tree itself would increase the likelihood of it being a higher ranked Wood Ghost.
The size of the seed itself is close to a watermelon, meaning that without a doubt, its either a variant Wood Spectre or something higher like a Wood Ghost or a Wood Revenant. The patterns on a Wood Revenant Embryo Seed would appear closer to the image of a hungry ghost, or a distorted facial pattern. The one in Nyssa's arms has no such thing, although the faint grey coloured lines that make it appear like a rotten watermelon mean that the seed it also a Wood Ghost Seed rather than a Wood Spectre Seed or a Wood Remnant Seed.
If you'd like, I can measure the spiritual essence that the seed gives off. But for the time being lets forget that for now".
The face of the other Fae Master became unsightly when faced with the certainty of the Wood Embryo Seed. Despite the fact that he still thought every single one of the Fae Masters from Parachenko Village to be beneath himself, his pride prevented him from giving up against such barbaric savages.
He titled his head back and rolled his eyes, waving his hand dismissively.
"You might be correct that the Wood Embryo Seed belongs to a Wood Ghost, however the value of the Seed itself isn't that high. In the Slavik Clan territory, one of the branches of the Clan specialize in the cultivation of Water Ghosts. The rough equivalent for a Wood Embryo Seed would be the Aqua Embryo Seed that the Slavik Clan specialize in cultivating.
On the market, the Seed for an Aqua Ghost isn't even a thousand origin essence stones. If that is the case, then your Wood Ghost seed shouldn't even be that, considering that the quality of such a seed would fall far behind one that has been cultivated by the Slavik-".
"Is there something wrong with your brain?".
Arthur interrupted, a curious expression could be seen on his face.
The other Fae Masters surrounding them, both from the Kovacs Clan and the caravan, felt their eyes widened a little bit, and nudged each other in the shoulders, an expectant look on their faces.
Henrik and Dagen exchanged a glance before the latter handed over a bag of origin essence stones.
"He'll bait him into a fight. Guaranteed".
A few of the Rank 2 Fae Masters from the caravan snorted slightly but glared a little bit at Arthur.
Even if he was the son of this Villages Clan Leader, such a remark in the outside world would instantly result in the death and dismemberment of him and anyone associated with him. His Father might be a Rank 4 Fae Master, but they only had a single one.
Which was nothing in comparison to the dozens that both the Slavik Clan and the White Dominion Sect possessed.
This kid was just asking for trouble.
The other Fae Master, Alan, felt his cheeks turn red and a wild anger build up within him.
"How dare you! We guests in your Village and yet this is you you treat-".
"The value of something corresponds to how scarce it is in the market. Something that has oversaturated the market, such as Aqua Ghost Seeds has its worth decreased in comparison to something much more in demand like a Wood Ghost Seed. You travel in a caravan, as a merchant, and yet you don't even understand something like this? There must be something wrong with you brain".
Arthur's stared right at the man standing opposite him. His cold, unfeeling expression seemed to get much more intense as time passed, but what clouded by the feeling of rage building up inside of Alan.
On the side, Ratimir and Alina both looked at Arthur, and tried to step forward.
Both of them were peak Rank 1 Fae Masters, but would need a few more weeks in order to bridge the gap between Rank 1 and Rank 2. In terms of position, they were roughly the same as Arthur, but in terms of strength, even at the same Rank they fell behind.
Alina tried to touch Alan's shoulder, trying to placate him, but was pushed away violently by the solid ruby origin essence Fae Master.
The twenty five year old man glared angrily at Alina and Arthur, and opened his mouth to speak but-.
"Is there something wrong Alan?".
"What is going on here Arthur!".
Two different voices, using two different tones echoed throughout the forest. Everyone present, from Arthur to Alan, from Nyssa to Alina all turned towards the origin of the two voices, the faces of the caravan members lit up, and Alan turned towards Arthur and pointed, his tone malicious and slanderous.
"Mr Giovanni! The third young master of the Kovacs Clan is going off on tangents, calling us members of the caravan stupid and retarded! He demands outrageous prices, not knowing the immensity of the heavens and the earth!".
Ratimir and Alina, who were trying to placate the situation went wide eyed, hearing and seeing the shamelessness of this Fae Master.
There was nothing wrong with trying to get help from the older generation, but to twist truth and fiction to such a degree, it was almost villainous!
Arthur's gaze narrowed when he noticed both Elder Vova, and Ricardo Giovanni walk towards them. Elder Vova was fine, however the fact that this "Ricardo" individual came out of all the Rank 3 Fae Masters in the caravan was by no means a coincidence.
Ricardo sent Arthur a glance, and smiled at the young man before turning towards Alan, a polite smile marring his face.
"What has happened? And has anyone been hurt from it?".
The twenty five year old glanced at Alina and Ratimir, both of whom were trying to talk to Elder Vova before opening his mouth, talking with such volume that drowned out anything that the two Rank 1 Fae Masters had to say.
"The young master of this barbaric Clan and his little floozy have tried to take away something that belongs to the members of our caravan! We found this Wood Spectre Tree, as well as the Wood Embryo Seed that is created by it, but it was taken away by this nobody! When we tried to talk it out, he forcefully demanded ridiculous prices! Mr Giovanni, I humbly request that you seek remuneration for this incident!".
Alina turned towards Elder Vova.
"Elder Vova! That isn't what happened at all! This man tried to purchase the Seed for only 150 origin-".
The two Rank 3 Fae Masters raised their hands, silencing the crowd. Their strength and reputation was absolute within each of their respective organizations, so even someone as hot-headed and as shameless as Alan was silenced by a single action.
Elder Vova turned towards Arthur, a blank expression on his face.
"Arthur. How do you want to settle this?".
The corner of Arthur's mouth raised a little bit, and he extended his hand towards Nyssa, who placed the Wood Embryo Seed in his hand, before throwing it up slightly, as if it were some sort of mortal ball.
"If you want the Wood Embryo Seed, you'll either have to pay me the 1,500 origin essence stones for it or....".
Arthur consciously suppressed the corners of his mouth from raising. It had been such a long time since he played the "sheep" before, he almost forgot what it felt like.
Turning his gaze towards Alan, Arthur gave a polite smile, glancing at Elder Vova and Ricardo on the side.
"You can beat me in a fight".
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