Coiling Dragon_Book 1 of the Coiling Dragon Saga

by Wo Chi Xi Hong Shi

  Rubbing his small face, Bebe stared at Linley and chirped once, while saying mentally, “Boss Linley, clean enough for ya?”

  Linley couldn’t help but laugh.

  “Whoosh.” With a flicker, Bebe once more burrowed his way into Linley’s clothes.

  And then, the four bros began to chat and eat.

  “Right, third bro, if you intend to deliver your sculptures to the Proulx Gallery, there’s a few things you’ll need to keep in mind,” Yale reminded Linley.

  “Oh, what do I need to remember?” Linley asked.

  Linley didn’t know a single thing about the system through which the Proulx Gallery accepted new sculptures.

  Yale smiled. “For most sculptures, on the lower left corner, the artist must leave an inscription of his name or a pseudonym signifying that this is your art. That’s the first thing. The second thing is that when the sculpture is delivered to the Proulx Gallery, it must be totally sealed and boxed. This is to prevent the sculpture from being damaged while being delivered to the gallery. When the sealed sculpture is delivered to the Proulx Gallery’s warehouse, there will be people who will inspect it to see if it is in good condition, as well as take down a detailed recording of your own information. Usually, your artwork will be ready to be displayed at the standard display hall in the Proulx Gallery within three days or so.”

  Linley nodded.

  Leaving behind one’s name on one’s artwork was done in order to prevent others from falsely claiming that the work was theirs.

  Linley could also understand the reasoning for requiring the sculpture be boxed and sealed. “Some sculptures are carved very exquisitely and delicately. During the shipping process, it is entirely possible that the sculpture might be damaged. If I totally seal it off, and also add lots of paper and cloth padding, it should be much safer.”

  “What about pricing and bidding? How does the Proulx Gallery handle this?” Linley asked.

  The whole point of delivering the sculpture to the Proulx Gallery was for the sake of making money, so as to improve his family’s economic situation.

  Yale said delightedly, “The sculptures are placed within the standard hall, and potential buyers are allowed to set any price they want. After a month, the highest bidder will receive the sculpture, while you will get your compensation. Naturally, the Proulx Gallery will receive a 1% transactional commission, with a hard limit of ten gold coins. If your sculpture exceeds a thousand gold coins in price, the gallery’s commission will still remain just ten gold coins.”

  Linley understood now.

  “Third bro, don’t worry. I’ll arrange for some people in Fenlai City to take care of everything. I guarantee it’ll all be to your satisfaction.” Yale smiled towards Linley as he spoke. “If the third bro of our dorm delivers a sculpture to the Proulx Gallery and it sells well, I’ll gain a lot of face as well.”

  Off to the side, George couldn’t help but sigh with praise. “Third bro, by now, you are a fifth grade student. In the future, you’ll no doubt also be a master sculptor. Your future is boundless. You’ll no doubt do much better than us.”

  “A master sculptor? Don’t flatter me,” Linley laughed at himself.

  The four bros chatted as they continued to drink and eat.

  “Living in the Ernst Institute really is comfortable,” Yale suddenly sighed, putting his wine cup down. “I remember when I was young and I lived at home, our family rules were extremely severe.”

  Reynolds quirked his lips as well. “We are all students of the Ernst Institute. According to Grandpa Lomu, right now, the world is very chaotic. In the outside world, there is constant warfare and slaughter. The Ernst Institute is backed by the Radiant Church, so no one dares offend it. That’s the reason why our lives are so comfortable. In the future, when we go out and train in the real world, we’ll see how cruel the world can be.”

  “Absolutely correct.”

  Linley nodded and sighed. “I’m a fifth grade student now. Many of my fellow classmates have already gone training in the real world. From what they say, some students die in battle outside, and many are crippled or wounded. Without experiencing real life-and-death battles, it will be hard for us to grow.”

  “We are just like the pets of the noble families. Our lives might be easy, but how can they compare to the viciousness of the real world?” George also sighed. “I really look forward to the bloody life-and-death battles which the high-level students will engage in. Those exciting, blood-boiling lifestyles must be extremely stimulating.”

  George, Yale, Reynolds, and Linley were now all fifteen years old. In all of their hearts, there was a thirst for the exciting events of the outside world.

  But Yale and the others were far too weak. If they embarked on that lifestyle of life-and-death battles now, their chances of death would be far too high.

  “Linley, you are a fifth grade student now, yes?” Reynolds suddenly asked.

  Yale and George also looked at Linley, their eyes gleaming.

  Linley took a deep breath, and nodded. “Right. I am now a magus of the fifth rank. I can be considered a high-level magus now. In June, I plan to embark on a two-month trip to the Mountain Range of Magical Beasts, returning only in August.” Linley had decided long ago.

  “The Mountain Range of Magical Beasts?”

  Yale, George, and Reynolds all sucked in a cold breath.

  The Mountain Range of Magical Beasts, the largest mountain range in the Yulan continent, lay less than a hundred kilometers east of the Ernst Institute. Many high-level students did indeed venture there for their second or third training missions. But most students would select some more ordinary locales for their first training expedition.

  For example, they might take on some low-risk assignments like being a bodyguard or escorting a caravan.

  “Linley, you plan to go to the Mountain Range of Magical Beasts for your very first training expedition?” Reynolds couldn’t help but ask. George and Yale were also worried.

  “Relax. I have full confidence in my abilities.” Linley was rather confident in himself. As a magus of the fifth rank and a warrior of the fourth rank, he possessed great speed as a warrior, which could be further supported by the wind-style spell, ‘Supersonic’. Based on his current speed, when combining his speed with this spell, Linley could reach the speed of a warrior of the sixth rank.

  And even more importantly…

  Linley could utilize the high-level wind spell, “Floating Technique.”

  31

  A Night at the Jadewater Paradise

  Time flowed on, and in the blink of an eye, it was now the end of May.

  During the past two months, every day, Linley spent part of his free time in the meditative state, and the rest either practicing stonecarving or reading. The Ernst Institute’s library held an enormous amount of books within it, and through reading these books, Linley was able to increase the breadth of his knowledge.

  May 29th. Morning.

  Linley, Yale, George, and Reynolds stood in the square in front of the Proulx Gallery. A nearby carriage held three wooden crates. During these past two months, Linley had actually managed to produce nine new sculptures, but since this was his first time delivering art to the gallery, Linley just wanted to get a taste of how it all worked and thus only brought three.

  “Carry those three boxes,” Yale directed.

  Some servants from Yale’s clan began to lift and move the crates.

  “Third bro, come with me.” Yale was clearly quite familiar with this road, and he headed directly towards the side of the Proulx Gallery. The Proulx Gallery took up a very large amount of space, and off to the side of the main entrance, a few hundred meters away, there was an unremarkable door, with a middle-aged man dressed in warrior attire standing in front of it.

  When the middle-aged man saw Yale stride towards him, his eyes lit up and he immediately hurried over. Smiling, he paid his respects and said, “Young master Yale, welcome!”

  Yale smi
led and nodded. “I imagine you already know why I am here. This is my good friend, Linley. These three sculptures are his. Where are your servants? Have them carry the sculptures inside.”

  “Please wait.” The middle-aged man smiled and nodded.

  Very soon, several movers emerged from the corridor, and the middle-aged man smiled towards Linley. “Young master Linley, per the rules of our Proulx Gallery, you need to leave behind your proof of identification. All you need to do is let us take down the details of your Ernst Institute student identification.”

  The Ernst Institute’s student identification was more than enough proof.

  Linley took out his student identification.

  Accepting the identification papers from Linley, the middle-aged man glanced through them, and his eyes immediately lit up. Shocked, he raised his gaze back to Linley. “Fifth grade?” Linley’s grade was very visible on the identification papers. For someone so young to reach the rank of a magus of the fifth rank was quite surprising indeed.

  Yale couldn’t help but say proudly, “This brother of mine is one of the two ultimate geniuses of the Ernst Institute. Last year, when he was only fourteen years old, at the end-of-year exams, he reached the title of magus of the fifth rank.”

  One of the two ultimate geniuses of the Ernst Institute?

  In his heart, the middle-aged man knew quite clearly that the future prospects for this young man standing in front of him, Linley, were boundless. His attitude immediately became much more obsequious. After recording Linley’s biographical details, he made a mark on each of the three crates.

  “Young master Linley, everything is handled. All you have to do, young master, is come back in a month and collect your remuneration.” The middle-aged man smiled.

  “In a month? I don’t have any time next month. Can we delay it to three months from now?” Linley asked. Linley was planning to head to the Mountain Range of Magical Beasts in a week or two, and on this trip, he was planning on spending two months or so there.

  “No rush. As long as your sculptures find buyers, you can come back at any time to collect your fee.” The middle-aged man nodded.

  Yale frowned. “Hrm? What’s going on? I remember that in the past, before accepting sculptures, you would first inspect the contents of the crate. Why aren’t you doing an inspection this time?”

  The middle-aged man said, “The reason we inspect the insides of the crates is to prevent unscrupulous people from sending us some already-damaged sculptures. If we are unable to detect the damage, they might claim that the damage was caused by the gallery and try to extort us. But since these three particular sculptures have been delivered by young master Linley and you, young master Yale, I have no concerns. I am confident that someone like you, young master Yale, would not stoop to such actions.”

  The middle-aged man knew exactly what he was doing.

  What sort of person was Yale?

  Extort the Proulx Gallery? The amount of money that he might be able to extort probably wouldn’t even be enough to count as pocket change for him. And the creator of these sculptures, Linley, was known as one of the two ultimate geniuses of the Ernst Institute. How could people like them lower themselves to such base actions?

  Day turned to night. On East Fenlai City’s main road, the Fragrant Pavilion Avenue. The third floor of the Jadewater Paradise. Linley and the other three had a room of their own.

  The nights in Fenlai City were always quite busy.

  But the nights within the Jadewater Paradise were even more bustling, having reached its busiest time of day. The coquettish laughs of women could be heard nonstop, while the roaring, heroic laughter of men also constantly sounded out. Within the private room, the four bros drank while making idle conversation, and by each of their sides was a delicate and pretty girl.

  “Second bro, third bro, I’m going to go to bed, and fourth bro is as well. The two of you…” His arm draped around a girl with long, green hair, Yale’s breath smelled strongly of liquor.

  “That’s enough, boss Yale. Stop talking, alright?” Linley interrupted Yale’s words.

  Yale and Reynolds exchanged glances, then looked at Linley and George with contemptuous gazes. And then Yale and Reynolds, each of them with an arm around the waist of their respective companions, left the private room. For two years now, Linley and the gang had often come here.

  Generally, Yale and Reynolds would go off to have fun, while Linley and George would at most drink a little and chat with the girls.

  “Young master Linley, we’ve known each other for two years now, but you…” The green-haired girl seated next to Linley said in an unhappy voice.

  Linley couldn’t help but feel a headache coming on.

  “Ira, if you’re tired, you can go back and get some rest. I guarantee that when the time comes, you won’t receive a single copper coin less than you deserve.” Linley had no choice but to speak coldly, causing the girl named Ira to no longer dare speak. It really was quite rare to see someone come to the Jadewater Paradise but only drink.

  A white light shone forth from the Coiling Dragon Ring, transforming itself into Doehring Cowart.

  Doehring Cowart, face wreathed in smiles, looked at Linley. Jestingly, he said, ‘Hey, Linley. Why do you have such a foul look on your face with such a girl in front of you? Alas, I, a venerable Saint-level Grand Magus, am now just a bodiless spirit. I can’t touch a woman, even if I want to. And you, you punk, act in such a way?”

  “Grandpa Doehring,” Linley frowned unhappily as he said mentally to Doehring Cowart.

  Doehring Cowart pursed his lips. “You’ve never gotten a taste of a woman. If you had, you wouldn’t be acting in such a way.”

  Linley raised his head and stared outside the window, no longer paying any attention to that lecherous old Doehring Cowart. The cold outside air blew on his face, helping Linley to calm down.

  “The Mountain Range of Magical Beasts. What is it like inside?”

  In one or two weeks, Linley was going to head off on his journey. Within the Ernst Institute, Linley had heard many legends regarding the Mountain Range of Magical Beasts, and had also heard much from Doehring Cowart. However, Linley had never gone himself. Thus, Linley had only his own imagination to rely on when trying to picture the Mountain Range of Magical Beasts.

  “In a week, let’s go.”

  Staring outside the window at the boundless night sky, Linley made up his mind.

  32

  The Price

  Within the Proulx Gallery. Elegant music wafted over everyone present, as all of the visitors silently inspected one sculpture after another.

  The gallery was divided into the main gallery, the expert’s gallery, and the master’s gallery.

  The main gallery took up an enormous amount of space, and also contained the most works of art. Towards the northeast corner of the gallery, there were three works of art, all of which emanated a very unique aura. Anyone who had spent time studying the art of sculpting would immediately sense those auras.

  But there were more than ten thousand works of art in the gallery, and these three sculptures were thus like needles hidden within an ocean. It was quite difficult for anyone to pay them any mind.

  “Most of these sculptures feel hollow. They have a shape but no soul.”

  The one-hundred-eighty-year-old Count Juneau was slowly making his way through the main hall, his gaze flickering past one work of art after another. Count Juneau didn’t have any other hobbies; the only thing he liked was sculptures. Every day, he would spend his morning strolling through the Proulx Gallery.

  But within the main gallery, there were very few sculptures capable of attracting Count Juneau’s interest.

  “Milord Count, have any sculptures struck your fancy?” A beautiful attendant by his side asked him. Because Count Juneau came here every morning, all of the attendants working at the Proulx Gallery had become quite familiar with him.

  Count Juneau shook his head and laughed. “Haven’t
found any yet.”

  “Milord Count, the quality of the sculptures here is much inferior to that of the sculptures in the hall of experts and the hall of the masters. Why do you spend every morning here?” The female attendant asked curiously.

  Count Juneau intentionally let out a mysterious laugh. “You don’t understand. There are countless sculptures within this main hall. Perhaps there are some good works hidden within. The feeling of panning for gold by sifting through mud is quite marvelous.”

  “Oh?” The attendant looked at Count Juneau questioningly.

  Count Juneau didn’t explain any further. He continued to appraise one sculpture after another without stopping, but when he reached those three works of art sculpted by Linley, his eyes lit up. Having appraised sculptures for over a century, he could immediately discern that these three sculptures were special.

  “Cool, natural, proud and aloof…”

  Count Juneau couldn’t help but praise.

  The word was ‘essence’. For a work of art to be termed a ‘good’ work of art, it had to have that certain special essence to it. At a single glance, Count Juneau could tell that these three works of art emanated a cool, proud, and aloof aura. It was this unique aura which had stopped Count Juneau in his tracks.

  “Come over here and help me place a bid. For these three sculptures, I am willing to bid a hundred gold coins each,” Count Juneau said to the female attendant.

  The female attendant beamed and immediately pulled out a records book. After recording the registration number of each sculpture, she took out three pieces of paper and placed them next to the sculptures, with each piece of paper bearing the words ‘hundred gold coins’ on them.