SUPREME ARCH-MAGUS

The news about the Wizard Association's recruitment spread like wildfire. Families and sects that had previously hesitated to spend wealth now emptied their coffers, sparing no expense to support their disciples, progeny, and trusted individuals.

Across the Blue Planet, a total of 1033 disciples prepared to enter the inheritance ground. But only one single person can get the inheritance.

Meanwhile, Kent and Fatty made their way to the ground floor of the Sun Stone Tower. The buzz of anticipation was palpable as they navigated through the crowd.

Disciples who didn't spend their wealth on auctions were rushing here. Many of them are regretting it now. If the news of wizard association recruitment had been mentioned first, they could have spent more wealth to obtain those precious items in Kent's hands.

Peak Master Porus, who had accompanied them, gave Kent and Fatty a reassuring pat on the back. "I'll leave you two here. There's someone I need to meet. Come to the old Inn after finishing here." he said, his voice low and mysterious.

As Porus disappeared into the crowd, Kent and Fatty moved deep into the underground level of the tower.

The air was thick with the scent of rare herbs and potent potions. Shelves lined with magical artifacts and enchanted items beckoned to them, each one glowing faintly with latent power.

Kent's eyes immediately locked onto shimmering herbs, their surfaces etched with intricate runes. "These enriched herbs could come in handy," he mused while passing the mana stones to the lady behind the wooden plank.

Fatty, meanwhile, was drawn to a display of potions. "Look at these, Master! Elixirs of enhanced strength, potions of swift healing... you need these."

They made their way through the underground, carefully selecting items that would aid Kent in the inheritance. Kent picked up a bag of superior mana stones, spending them like normal rocks. He also found a set of enchanted combat robes, designed to bolster his defense and agility.

In one corner of the room, an elderly lady with voluptuous breasts invited them closer. "Looking for something special, young master?" she asked, her voice seductive.

Fatty glanced at the items on the table. "What do you have?"

The lady leaned forward to expose her mountains under the guise of explaining. "These are expensive herbs and rare plant parts used in alchemy. I suggest young masters stay a little distance, as some of these herbs are poisonous."

Kent's interest was piqued. "How much for all these herbs? I will take everything." Kent, who recognized several rare herbs that were required for poison concocting and antidote making, didn't hesitate to spend a fortune on these items.

The elder lady laughed, covering her mouth. Her breasts jumped up and down at her laughter. Fatty's eyes went wide as he wondered what size of clothes the elder lady was wearing.

"A wise choice, young master. But all these items will cost millions. Please pick what you need." The elder lady replied.

Just as Kent prepared to explain about his wealthy status, a chubby girl rushed forward, pushing the people, and came to stop beside Kent.

"Hey, old lady, stop looking down on people and tell the price of all these items. My big brother is a lot wealthier than your little brain can think." The chubby girl spoke authoritatively with a serious look.

Both Kent and Fatty were staring at the chubby girl dumbfoundedly. The elder lady began calculating the cumulative price of all items without making a single sound.

Kent recognized the chubby lady on first glance. She is the daughter of Master Lan, who sat in the first row. She is the same girl who subdues the blood moon curse whip during the auction.

With her chubby face, pumped-up chest, and short height, the girl appeared like a default lolly. Beside her chubby face, the girl is very beautiful, with a unique charm and an alluring lower body.

Fatty raised his hand and poked at the Chubby Lady's shoulder. "Little girl, who are you?"

"Who are you calling little? I'm already 18 years old and a peak master magus. You are the fat pumpkin and weak one among them." The chubby girl angrily retorted.

Fatty helplessly turned towards Kent as he was afraid that the chubby girl would punch him in anger.

They both stayed silent for the time being to see what's in the short lady's business with them.

"Young master, the entire cost is 2.1 million mana stones. Do you want to purchase them all?" The elder asked in a weak tone, afraid of the chubby girl, who stood with a grim face.

But before Kent replied, the chubby lady roared with a fierce look. "You, old vixen! How dare you scam my big brother! Where is the discount for buying bulk? Also, he is the highest spender in the auction. You must cut the price by a big margin.

Otherwise…!?"

Both Kent and Fatty took a step back, afraid of the loud shouting from the chubby girl. All the people turned towards the corner to see the commotion.

The elder lady hurriedly apologized in fear. She knew the identity of the chubby girl. That's why she is not daring to go against her.

After a quick count and applying a VVIP discount, the elder lady asked Kent to pay 1.5 million mana stones for all the rare herbs before her.

Fatty's eyes went wide in surprise after witnessing how many mana stones the chubby girl saved for them. Kent is also wondering about the chubby lady's act.

"Big brother, can you pay the price? If not, I will help you." The chubby girl spoke in a sweet tone while staring at Kent with a giggling face.

Fatty's mouth went wide open after seeing how the chubby girl turned from a bully to a lovely little girl in a flash. Even Kent felt surprised by the chubby lady's intimate tone.

"Why are you helping me, girl?" Kent asked with a hesitating look.

The chubby lady giggled in response. "Big brother, call me Tata. Please pay this old lady first. We can talk later." Tata Lan spoke with a with a shy smile, which formed two dimples in her chubby cheeks.

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*Thank you for the power stones, golden tickets and privilege chapter unlocks. TQ...

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