Murim Recurve Chapter 203
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After returning to her house, Re'Kha looked around, unable to find Mu'Tua. She then informed the servant Sii and entered her room, looking at the bag she used to carry her belongings. Currently, there was only the money within it, covered by some of the clothes she had taken in the Burkurel Ju Clan's western settlement.
Contained in the bag were a lot of coins, mostly at 1 RuQi coin denomination. There were also a lot of 2 RuQi coins in it. Re'Kha didn't even bother to count, just making a general estimate based on the weight of a single coin and the total weight of the bag, 'At least 6000 RuQi.'
She then activated her storage ring, carefully taking out the items from within as she set them on the floor. After she had taken out everything, she then poured out all the coins on the bed, making a large pile.
Re'Kha quickly sorted through them, putting all the higher denominations on one side and all the 2 RuQi coins on the other. It made another large pile. Once she was done, she poured all the 2 RuQi coins into the bag, watching it make jingling sounds of metal hitting metal.
Re'Kha quickly placed all the items—that she had taken out from her storage ring—back into the storage ring, Budding Dew. She was always thankful for the fact it was a Magic Artifact that relied on Wood Qi to function.
And, it had a considerable reserve of that in it. So, Re'Kha didn't have to expend her own Wood Qi. Moreover, all she had to do was at times replenish its reserves by planting it in some trees occasionally.
Considering the rare few times she used the spatial ring, its reserves were quickly replenished within a day. She hadn't replenished it even once till now. It was replenished when she was cultivating using the Wood Qi Essence.
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After rearranging everything back into it, Re'Kha shifted the positions of the items inside, keeping the cloth banner covered by Elemental Qi Essence to prevent it from stirring up within. She then placed other items within before finally keeping the five vials at the top, right next to the Magic Artifacts.
In times of need, the five vials would prove to be her trump cards. After all, securely stored in them were five Kalhas respectively. As there was enough powder from the Elemental Qi Essence—after it was sucked dry of all its Elemental Qi—within each vial, the Kalhas would be kept fed for at least a decade.
Re'Kha also placed the Harpen Waves imitation in the storage ring and closed its entrance. She couldn't head into it while carrying weapons. Ki'Nha hadn't said anything after seeing her armour, so Re'Kha judged it was fine to wear it inside.
She held the top of the bag with her right and tried to lift it, feeling the weight. It was pretty heavy. It was even bigger than the bag prepared for Ki'Nua. After thinking for a moment, Re'Kha still decided to go with it.
She was told by Ki'Nua that everyone would wear black gowns—that covered them from head to toe—to hide their identities once they stepped past the initial inspection. Only after that would they proceed to deposit their money. So, it was fine.
As for the gown, they could wear one from the start too. Normally, they would be provided one in the auction, but since Ki'Nha was part of the Royal Clan, she arranged two gowns for them already. So, their identities were hidden right from the start.
Many powerful figures too did the same. After all, there were a lot of internal conflicts among them. And, it wasn't like only one person from an Elemental Clan was dispatched. Anyone from the Elemental Clan that managed to obtain a ticket would be allowed to appear for the auction.
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So, there would be many families from the same Elemental Clan competing with each other for treasures. After all, most of their choices would align, for they were Harmonisers from the same element.
To prevent any fights, assassination attempts, and thieving that would happen once people leave the auction house, such a system was installed in place. This way, the identities of everyone were hid.
And because of it, no problems would be stirred in the aftermath. Only the Royal Clan would be privy of the actual details of their identities, noted during their inspection.
Even then, as long as they were part of their races, nothing else would matter. People could fake their identities right from the get-go if they so wished. Though for most, they would be famous people in the city, so their identities would be obvious.
Re'Kha boarded a cycle rickshaw and arrived at the entrance to the Royal Clan's residence, noticing the numerous cycle rickshaws that were parked in the place. Most of the older Harmonisers and the higher-ups in the Royal Clan weren't interested in the auction.
After all, they were the ones who had given the treasures in the first place. It was only the young Harmonisers like Ki'Nua who were excited.
Through her Wind Qi perception, Re'Kha noticed the two girls, Ki'Tla and Ki'Sul, seated in a cycle rickshaw and seemed to be excitedly conversing. They were the trio of girls that always moved together with Ki'Nua.
She then noticed Ki'Nua waiting with Ki'Nha. Upon noticing her, they waved their hands, beckoning for her to come. Her cycle rickshaw stopped right before them as Re'Kha alighted, grunting as she carried her bag, noticing the expressions of Ki'Nha and Ki'Nua freeze up for a moment.
Followed by an awkward cough, Ki'Nha spoke, "Lady Re'Luk has…considerable wealth."
"Just luck, haha." Re'Kha let out a wry smile as she boarded the carriage designated for her. She and Ki'Nua boarded it and waved at Ki'Nha, watching the cycle rickshaw move immediately.
"It's pretty near, only 300 breaths away." Ki'Nua smiled, excited for the auction. Soon, the cycle rickshaw arrived at their destination.
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