Murim Recurve Chapter 204
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The auction house had the same height as a typical six-storey building, but in actuality, there were only two floors. Moreover, it had a large campus. As it was the sole auction house in the city, it had to be accordingly large enough.
And, considering the recent expansion they had done to it, it was even more majestic. There was a wide-open gate with guards posted all over. And, a significant portion of them were Harmonisers, those trained by the Royal Clan.
Each guard only cultivated one element and didn't have much Elemental Qi in her. But, there were a considerable number of them present on the scene, patrolling the campus to deter anyone having nefarious thoughts.
Though, in a place present with so much security and elites from the Elemental Clans, no one would be brave enough to garner thoughts of stealing the treasures, not from the auction at least.
'There seem to be Harmonisers from Burkurel and Burmat City too.' Re'Kha thought as she spied on the people through her Wind Qi perception. It was better to be safe than sorry. And, just as she had expected, her face froze as she noticed a certain individual seated inside a carriage, carrying with her the air as if she owned everything materialistic there was to possess.
Burkurel Re'Bah!
Her mother, and the person she never wished to encounter. Burkurel Re'Bah was an ambitious person that saw her own children as tools to fulfil her political agenda. She wasn't hesitant to use any means necessary to achieve what she desired.
It was thanks to her ambitions that a massive internal friction was present in her Burkurel Re Clan. And, a result of this was the betrayal of her Clansmen during one of their missions, at the end of which Re'Kha lost her eyes and ended up as the sole survivor.
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She had also lost her Magic Artifact in the process. The losses their Clan suffered within a few months were greater than what they had faced in the past 6-7 years combined. Due to the political schemes Burkurel Re'Bah and the Central Lake Head waged, the Harmonisers among their Clan were split in two.
It was to the extent their Clan Elders decided to sit out and observe things first. They only planned to step in when things spiralled out of control.
Therefore, the moment she noticed her mother, Re'Kha began to tremble unconsciously. There was dread in her expression as her breaths became ragged. She quickly retracted her Wind Qi perception, only then able to heave a sigh of relief.
"Are you okay, sister?" Ki'Nua had noticed the change in her, inquiring in worry.
"It's fine, I just thought of a bad memory. Nothing to worry about," Re'Kha forced a smile and noticed the cycle rickshaw stop. A couple of guards peered into the carriage and then left after a bow.
They were just checking to see the people within were part of their race. The gem on their Tikka jewellery was enough proof of that. They did pause a moment in shock upon seeing the bright blue glow of the gem on Re'Kha but quickly went about with their tasks.
The cycle rickshaws formed a line and entered the entrance one after another. Re'Kha covered her Tikka jewellery and activated her Wind Qi perception, taking in a deep breath as she focused on her mother's carriage.
She just observed the other party, intending to hear any details. But, her mother was tight-lipped. She didn't utter a single word throughout the journey. And, it seemed she was only accompanied by a couple of guards from her Clan that acted as servants, all the more reason for her silence.
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When they passed through the entrance, Re'Kha was no longer able to observe them, for the area appeared as a blank space in her perception. The guards there held an Elemental Qi Essence fragment and had activated it. Using it, they checked if the people carried any Elemental Weapons or Magic Artifacts.
This was the simplest and sure-fire method to sense for anything. All they had to rely on was their Elemental Qi perception. After all, only Elemental Weapons and Magic Artifacts were threatening.
Even though a normal knife or arrow could kill the Harmoniser all the same as a normal person, they could be guarded against through numerous means. Without any Elemental Qi in them, the damage they could induce into a Pranic Art Projection was minimal.
Soon, it was their turn as their carriage passed through the entrance. Re'Kha had already prepared herself, returning to her base state as Water Qi circulated through her meridians. Through her Water Qi perception, Re'Kha noticed the guards were using a Water Qi Essence fragment.
Just one was enough. They didn't need to use other Elemental Qi Essence fragments. After all, items with Water Qi would be apparent, and those with other Elemental Qi would appear as blank spaces. So, in both cases, spotting Magic Artifacts and elemental weapons were simple.
Through her Water Qi perception, Re'Kha could see the thin blank space wrapped around her finger. It was her storage ring. But, as it wasn't a weapon, the guards didn't nitpick about it. If it was shaped into a weapon or was designed to further aid Pranic Art Projections, they would have confiscated it until the end of the auction.
Their attention was focused on her ring and armour, deciding that there weren't any issues with her. Upon not finding anything suspicious in their carriage, they were led entry. A guard immediately accompanied their cycle rickshaw, directing them to the path they had to take, making the cycle rickshaw stop at a certain location.
There was a small path before them, one that led them straight to a counter. There was another counter at the entrance, one placed to note details about them. There were a couple of Harmonisers from the Royal Clan seated behind it.
When Re'Kha and Ki'Nua descended their cycle rickshaw, they scribbled something in a note before them, checking the ticket Ki'Nua presented.
One of them looked at Ki'Nua, "Please head inside first to deposit your money. The person next to you can head in after that."
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