Yang Feng said with a smile: "I will give you 20% of the proceeds from the potion auction, and the remaining 80% will be used for the construction of the magic college."
To build a magic academy, one would need a huge amount of funds.
Although Morrince 2,867th agreed to let Yang Feng establish a magic college on his own, but he wouldn't give him a single gold coin. Yang Feng could only rely on his own efforts.
Funding was the biggest problem.
Without enough gold coins, it was impossible to recruit Mages as teachers. All kinds of magic experiment equipment, magic experiment materials, and so on required money.
Garça also showed an excited smile. "Okay!
Earl Ian, don't worry, I'll definitely let the entire St. Tulan City know about the potion auction. "
Although Garça had a lot of income every month as the Sixth Prince, he also spent a lot of money. The monthly salary of his subordinates alone was a figure that would make ordinary nobles speechless.
More gold coins meant that he could recruit more subordinates.
Yang Feng's eyes turned, and he said with a beaming smile: "I have a proposal. Your Highness, please release the news first, and then sell invitations. Each invitation will be sold for 200 gold coins, with a limit of 5,000."
Garça was slightly startled and cried out involuntarily, "Selling invitations!"
In the Morrince Empire, no one had ever organized an auction and sold invitations.
In Garça's view, Yang Feng was crazy about money.
"I am a Grand Potion Master. Among the potions that I am preparing to auction, there is a potion that can restore one's youthful appearance for 18 days."
Garça's eyes lit up. The potion that could restore one's youthful appearance for eighteen days was definitely something that countless noblewomen would fight over.
"There's also a potion like Dragon's Strength."
Garça smiled. That was definitely a magic potion that great nobles liked.
"It's a magic potion that can allow one to ascend to the heavens in a single bound, directly advancing to become a Knight!"
Garça's eyes lit up with excitement. Many Knight families would definitely fight for such a potion.
"It's a magic potion that can allow a 3rd Rank Magic Apprentice to break through the bottleneck in spiritual power and become an official Magician!"
Garça's body trembled slightly, and his eyes flashed with excitement and greed.
The existence of the Weave made it difficult for the Feisuo Plane to produce Wizards above the Archwizard rank.
However, the convenient Magic Net had given birth to countless magic apprentices.
Official Magicians weren't easy to recruit, but Third Rank Magic Apprentices could be easily recruited.
That potion that could allow 3rd Rank Magic Apprentices to break through their bottleneck and become true Magicians would definitely cause countless people to fight over it.
Yang Feng said with a smile: "With so many mystical potions being auctioned, is an invitation worth 200 Gold Coins?"
Garça laughed out loud. "Worth it!
It was so worth it!! "
Two hundred gold coins was a huge amount of wealth for ordinary nobles, but it was nothing for those true nobles.
Some of the nobles who were particular about luxury could spend thousands or even tens of thousands of gold coins on a single meal.
With so many magical potions being auctioned, an invitation letter of 200 gold coins would definitely cause people to fight over it.
In the back garden of a luxury villa in St. Tulan City.
A young man around eighteen or nineteen years old was practicing his swordsmanship. He had a focused expression and was very serious with every strike.
A burly, bearded man looked at the young man with a hint of pity in his eyes.
"Stop!
That's all for today. "
Just as the young man was drenched in sweat and was about to reach his limit, the bearded man called out.
The young man heaved a sigh of relief and nearly collapsed to the ground.
A beautiful maid walked over and handed a hot towel to the young man.
The young man stared at the bearded man with a hopeful gaze and asked unhurriedly: "Teacher Jay, do I really have no hope of cultivating qi?"
Jay smiled and changed the subject: "Young Master Karl, you will inherit the Salamander Family in the future. Even if you're not a Knight, there will still be countless Knights serving you.
Cultivating swordsmanship can be regarded as tempering your body. "
Karl had a look of unwillingness on his face. Somewhat deranged, he said loudly in pain: "In that case, I really can't cultivate qi!
I really can't accept it!
My ancestor Salamander practiced magic and martial dual cultivation. The qi and magic passed down in the family are all top-notch cultivation methods in the world.
Why, why can't I cultivate? Why? "
Jay's eyes glimmered with pity. He had watched Karl grow up.
He knew how much blood, sweat, and tears Karl had put in to cultivate magic and martial arts.
No matter when, Karl had never given up on cultivation.
He was countless times more diligent than many aristocratic youngsters.
However, Karl was congenitally deficient. Even if he had the world's top-notch cultivation methods, he still couldn't cultivate magic and martial arts.
If nothing unexpected happened, he could only become a senior Warrior in his life.
The maid standing next to Karl suddenly said: "Young Master, I heard that a Grandmaster Pharmacist named Ian is about to hold a potion auction in the St. Tulan City. In the potion auction, there are potions that can make people become Knights, potions that can make people cultivate magic, and potions that can restore people's youth."
"What, there are potions that can make people become Knights!!"
Karl's eyes burst out with a bright light. He looked up at Jay with eyes full of hope and expectation, saying: "Teacher Jay, is there really a potion that can make people become Knights?"
Jay hesitated for a moment before saying hesitantly: "The power of magic is extremely mysterious.
Potions are also full of mysteries. Maybe there really is a potion that can make people become Knights. "
Magic was a mysterious, vast, and profound existence.
Even Legend Wizards didn't dare to say that they knew all magic. Although Jay was a Sacred Swordsman rank powerhouse, but he didn't know much about magic.
Karl asked with a look of expectation: "Jessie, how can I participate in the potion auction?"
Jessie hesitated for a moment before saying: "I heard that the invitation card costs 200 gold coins and is limited to 5,000. Now the price of an invitation card has been raised to 300 gold coins."
Karl said with a smile: "Go and call the butler Luke."
Jessie saluted and withdrew.
Soon after, a shrewd and capable middle-aged man dressed in a butler's uniform with neatly combed hair came before Karl and said respectfully: "Young Master Karl, what can I do for you?"
With the dignity of a superior, Karl said faintly: "Go and get me five invitations for the potion auction held by Master Ian."
Luke respectfully replied and retreated, "Yes!
Young Master! "
Inside a magic laboratory.
A young man in a magic apprentice robe grabbed a pale golden invitation card and stared at it as if it was his everything. His eyes flashed with madness as he murmured: "A potion that can make people break through the bottleneck and promote to a Wizard!
I must get it!! "
Inside a luxurious villa room.
A middle-aged noblewoman who was no longer youthful looked at the mirror. Even though she had put on heavy makeup, she still could not hide her old age. She was reminiscing about her lost youth. She held a light golden invitation in her hand and said in a low voice, "A magic potion that can restore one's youth for eighteen days!
I must get that potion!! "
In front of a grocery store of the 6th Prince Garça, there was a long line of people that stretched for more than a few kilometers. The eyes of the people waiting in line were focused on the grocery store, full of anxiety, waiting for the door to open.
At this time, more than 30 police officers had gathered at the door of the grocery store to maintain law and order.
Finally, the door of the grocery store slowly opened, and a voice came from inside: "There are only 500 invitations today."
"Why!!"
"Aren't there 5,000 invitations?!"
"Why are there only 500 invitations left!!"
"…"
The crowd burst into an uproar, talking and shouting wildly.
Two burly men came out, looked at the crowd outside, and said faintly: "Everyone, please line up and enter the store in order. Each person is limited to two invitations!"
The police officers pulled out their batons and glared at the crowd outside.
No matter how much the people outside clamored, it was useless. The people in front of the line entered the grocery store one by one.
Every time a person came out of the grocery store, more than a dozen people would surround them and shout: "220 gold coins, I'll pay 220 gold coins, sell me one!!"
"250 gold coins, sell me one!"
"280 gold coins, sell me one!!"
"…"
Countless people quarreled and offered prices, trying to buy an invitation to the potion auction from others.
Some people directly sold the invitation cards in their hands and made a profit of several hundred gold coins.
There were even more people who left under the protection of the expert guards after buying the invitation.
The 500 invitations released by the grocery store were quickly snapped up. Then, a secondary market for reselling invitations formed at the entrance of the grocery store. As if the most precious goods, invitations circulated continuously.
Countless people were fighting for that small invitation card.
Countless aristocrats, greater aristocrats, Wizards, assassins, Knights, and Druids of the St. Tulan City fought over the invitation.
Because Yang Feng's potions were tempting and could satisfy their desires.
On the Feisuo Plane, most of the magic knowledge was in the hands of the major forces, with very little knowledge being passed down to the secular world.
Potionology was a branch of alchemy.
To refine a potion, one had to master a lot of magic knowledge, use a lot of precious extraordinary plants, and add magic stones to carry out all kinds of changes.
A Grandmaster Potionologist was bound to be an expert at the Great Wizard rank or above, while an expert at the Great Wizard rank or above might not be a Grandmaster Potionologist.
It was precisely because of this that Grandmaster Potionologists were so rare.
After all, it was very difficult for people who studied magic on the Feisuo Plane to be distracted by other things.