The Rise of the Fallen Prodigy

Liam Smith, who had already left the small courtyard, clearly heard Ignatius's roar at this moment and couldn't help but shiver. He guessed that with Ignatius's current mood, he might even want to kill someone.

"Master, did we go a bit too far?"

Alistair also seemed to realize that they had gone too far and said in a low voice, "I don't think so. It's just a few magic fruits."

In fact, three magic fruits were indeed rare treasures for Ignatius.

As the chief pharmacist of the auction house, Ignatius received Magic fruits进贡ed by the auction house every month, but he only got three per month.

So, Ignatius regarded them very highly. Generally, he would eat one every ten days. But today, he didn't know what had come over him and suddenly asked someone to send all three Magic fruits.

But now, Liam Smith had eaten all three of them in one go, which inevitably made him feel a pang of pain.

Without paying too much attention, Liam Smith returned to the front hall.

He stopped in front of a counter that specialized in buying and selling elixirs.

He took a look and didn't see any magic fruits.

So, he asked one of the auction-house pupils, "Do you have any magic fruits?"

The pupil said respectfully, "Of course. How many would you like, predecessor?"

"Not too many. Bring me thirty first." Alistair said indifferently.

The pupil was slightly surprised. There were many people who came to the auction house to buy Magic fruits, but this was the first time he had seen someone buy so many at once.

"Please come with me, predecessor. We'll make the transaction in the backstage."

"Okay. Lead the way."

Thirty magic fruits added up to more than a thousand soul crystals. Presumably, with this pupil's level, he couldn't handle such a large transaction.

Sure enough, following the pupil, they passed through a small door, walked along a corridor, and stopped in a large courtyard. There were auction-house pupils coming and going around, and it looked like a warehouse.

In one of the rooms, Liam Smith finally saw the Magic fruits. They were placed in the most prominent place, neatly piled together. Judging by his estimate, there were at least a hundred of them.

The person who made the transaction with Liam Smith was a middle-aged man who seemed to be the Elder of the auction house.

Each magic fruit cost sixty Soul crystals, so thirty Magic fruits were equal to one thousand eight hundred Soul crystals. After Liam Smith showed his golden card, thirty-six Soul crystals were immediately deducted.

After putting away the magic fruits, Liam Smith didn't stay in the auction house for long and headed towards the Smith family alone.

More than half a month had passed, and not many pupils had come to the deaconry hall to submit their tasks. Most of them had already been completed, and some people probably wouldn't come until the last few days. So, the entire deaconry hall wasn't as lively as last time.

The place to submit tasks was a square connected to the warehouse, which made it convenient to put the items submitted by the pupils into the warehouse in a timely manner.

Nathaniel Smith and Cyrus had also completed their tasks and were registering something with a deaconry-hall pupil.

After registering, at Nathaniel Smith's signal, Cyrus leaned over to the deaconry-hall pupil's ear and asked in a low voice, "Excuse me, senior brother. Has that guy Liam Smith returned to the deaconry hall?"

The deaconry-hall pupil seemed a bit embarrassed and pretended to think. "There are too many pupils coming and going. I need to think about it carefully."

Cyrus knew exactly what the other person was thinking. He took out a Soul crystal from his sleeve and secretly stuffed it into the pupil's hand, smiling. "Please think carefully, senior brother."

After receiving the Soul crystal, the pupil understood and pretended. "I remember. He hasn't come back yet."

"Hasn't come back yet?" Cyrus seemed excited and turned to Nathaniel Smith. "Brother Nathaniel Smith, do you think that guy has run into some trouble?"

A cold glint flashed in Nathaniel Smith's eyes, and he sneered. "That's just as well. It would be best if he never came back."

Cyrus echoed, "The Cloud-Connecting Mountains are full of dangers. With his cultivation at the first level of the Refined Gas Realm, he's probably already dead there."

"He's getting off too easily." Nathaniel Smith gritted his teeth.

But then he thought again and felt something was wrong. He frowned. "We can't jump to conclusions so early. We should wait a few more days and see."

Just as the two were talking, a figure suddenly appeared at the entrance of the deaconry hall and walked slowly towards them.

Who else could it be but Liam Smith?

Cyrus seemed incredulous and exclaimed, "It's that guy Liam Smith."

"As expected, it's not that simple." Nathaniel Smith said coldly.

Liam Smith was also secretly surprised when he saw Cyrus and the other person staring at him in disbelief.

He didn't know what kind of evil he had done in his previous life that these two guys were always following him like shadows in this life.

Ignoring the two of them, Liam Smith directly took out the items for his task from his storage bag.

"A high-level storage bag?"

Nathaniel Smith and Cyrus were surprised when they saw the storage bag tied around Liam Smith's waist.

As the current number one genius of the Smith family, Nathaniel Smith only had a medium-level storage bag, and Cyrus, as Nathaniel Smith's confidant, had a low-level storage bag.

But they never expected that Liam Smith, the "waste" of the Smith family, would also have a storage bag, and it was of a higher level than theirs.

The deaconry-hall pupil in charge of receiving tasks opened the record book and couldn't believe his eyes. It clearly stated that Liam Smith had received five tasks.

This was the first time in all his years in the deaconry hall that he had seen a pupil at the first level of the Refined Gas Realm receive five tasks at once.

After checking the task items one by one and finding no problems, he began to record them in the book.

He then took out more than ten Soul crystals from his storage bag and gave them to Liam Smith as the reward for these tasks.

Nathaniel Smith said coolly, "I didn't expect you to come back."

"Why? It seems you don't like my coming back very much?"

Cyrus snorted coldly. "You're lucky to have actually completed the tasks and come back from the Cloud-Connecting Mountains."

"You both came back, so of course I could come back too. What's so strange about that?" Liam Smith chuckled.

Just as Cyrus was about to lose his temper, Nathaniel Smith stopped him.

Nathaniel Smith sneered. "I didn't expect the Third Elder to take such good care of you. Waste actually has a high-level storage bag. It's really a waste of good things."

Obviously, Nathaniel Smith believed that Liam Smith's storage bag was given by Theodore Smith. But even if Liam Smith said it was his own, no one would believe it. Liam Smith just saved himself the trouble of explaining.

"It's better to waste good things than to put a flower on cow dung, isn't it?" Liam Smith retorted without showing any weakness.

Cyrus knew that Liam Smith was making an indirect reference and said angrily, "Who are you calling cow dung?"

Liam Smith was clearly immune to Cyrus's anger. He shrugged slightly. "Anyway, it's not me. As for who it is, I think you two are smart enough to figure it out."

"You..." Cyrus was at a loss for words and was so angry that his face turned red.

He probably would have taken action if it weren't for the family rules.

Nathaniel Smith remained calm and sneered. "Brother Yun, there's no need for us to get angry with waste. It would be beneath our dignity."

"Hehe, Brother Nathaniel Smith is right."

Liam Smith originally didn't plan to continue arguing with the two of them. After all, he didn't take Nathaniel Smith and Cyrus seriously at all.

Endless quarrels with them were just a waste of time.

But today, Liam Smith was in a good mood and was quite happy to bicker with them.

He pretended to be confused and said, "Has the family raised dogs? Why do I smell dog smell as soon as I enter the gate? And now there are two dogs barking."

Nathaniel Smith and Cyrus's mouths twitched, and their eyes were already filled with anger.

"You're a waste who's probably not even as good as a dog?" Cyrus sneered.

"You're right. I can't compare with a dog. How can a person compare with a dog? You two agree, right?" Liam Smith said with a sinister smile.

Cyrus realized that he had fallen into Liam Smith's trap and said resentfully, "Liam Smith, you tricked me?"

"Trick you?" Liam Smith said mockingly. "I'm not interested in tricking a dog. Besides, with your intelligence, you're probably not even as smart as a dog."

Cyrus's eyes were already red, and he clenched his fists. The clear sound of his bones could be heard.

Nathaniel Smith snorted coldly. "Liam Smith, being sharp-tongued is useless. In this world, strength is always respected."

"Are you saying you have strength?" Liam Smith said contemptuously.

Nathaniel Smith raised his chin. "Compared to some waste, I'm naturally better."

"What a pity." Liam Smith shook his head and sighed. "How can a normal person always like to compare himself with a waste? After all the comparing, he's just a useless person at best."

"Don't you know that you're a waste?" Cyrus mocked.

"Waste is scolding whom?" Liam Smith's voice sank.

Cyrus didn't hesitate and said, "Waste is scolding you."

After saying this, he was quite proud of himself.

Liam Smith put on a look of sudden realization and said indifferently, "So it's a waste scolding me. In that case, forget it. I'm magnanimous and won't argue about waste."

Cyrus knew that he had been tricked again. His previous pride was replaced by anger. A hint of杀意 flashed in his eyes.

Sometimes Liam Smith really didn't understand why Nathaniel Smith and Cyrus always lost when bickering with him, yet they still liked to bicker with him every time.

In fact, Nathaniel Smith and Cyrus were also very depressed. In the past five years, every time they mocked Liam Smith, he wouldn't say a word. But in the past few months, for some reason, Liam Smith had completely changed. Not only did he make the two of them lose face, but he also almost made them suffer internal injuries.

If they didn't find a chance to give him a good beating, they would feel angry inside.

After a while, Nathaniel Smith took out a red fruit the size of a longan from his storage bag and deliberately waved it in front of Liam Smith. "This is a Red Plum Fruit. It's not only delicious but also contains a faint spiritual energy that can enhance cultivation."

Liam Smith was quite familiar with this kind of Red Plum Fruit. When he was at his peak in the past, the elders of the family would give him some from time to time. It did have the effects that Nathaniel Smith mentioned and was the fruit closest to a Magic fruit among all the fruits.

Its price was half that of a Level One Magic fruit, and many people in Silvermoon Valley could afford it. As the most valued "genius" of the Smith family now, Nathaniel Smith probably had no shortage of this kind of Red Plum Fruit.

Liam Smith sneered disdainfully. In the eyes of Nathaniel Smith and Cyrus, who were incredulous, he took out a Magic fruit and deliberately waved it in front of them. "I have a magic fruit here. Its effect is average, but it also seems to have the effect of enhancing cultivation."

Nathaniel Smith had wanted to make Liam Smith lose face, but he didn't expect that Liam Smith even had a magic fruit. It was like slapping himself in the face.

Although the two of them had never eaten a magic fruit, they were not unfamiliar with it. Sensing the faint fragrance emanating from the Magic fruit in Liam Smith's hand, they couldn't help but swallow their saliva.

Instantly, Nathaniel Smith felt that the Red Plum Fruit in his hand was so dull. At this moment, he really couldn't find a crack in the ground. Otherwise, Nathaniel Smith would have wanted to crawl in.

Obviously, this confrontation ended in a big defeat for Nathaniel Smith and Cyrus again.