Chapter 68 Three coins for a flatbread, Qingyu buys a sword...

Inside the inn, many people were already staring intently at the sword sheath. Some were already assessing their wealth, determined to buy it even if it meant death. Others knew they couldn't afford it even if they died, so they sat there watching the show while muttering curses at Wen Gu for being ungrateful, refusing to accept the sword sheath of their ancestral immortal!

Seeing this, Wen Guyou felt a pang of anxiety. In the end, he was just a member of a collateral branch of the Wen family. How could he possibly handle the situation? Everyone was talking about these things. He forced himself to stand, but felt a wave of shame.

For some reason, Shangguan Han'er, who was beside him, fell silent upon seeing this scene. The woman wore a veil, making it impossible to see her expression. Wen Guyou felt inexplicably flustered and didn't know what to say.

At this moment, Shangguan Nan, the youngest and usually the most unreliable, spoke up in front of everyone.

"Having said all that, Yunzhou's auction of this sword sheath today has already made an enemy of Wen Gu. Furthermore, Boss Yun, you haven't mentioned the starting price for this sword sheath yet?"

Yun Jiazhu smiled, her voice calm yet stirring emotions.

"Young Master Shangguan is too kind. I, Wen Gu, owe Yun Zhou my life. I will repay it with this sword sheath. What enmity is there between us?"

"Twenty years ago, when Yunzhou Auction first opened, it was stated that Yunzhou Auction would be fair, just and open. Any item that is put on Yunzhou's auction stage will be judged solely on its value, regardless of personal relationships."

"Today, my Yunzhou Auction is auctioning the Immortal Sword Sheath. Knowing that it cannot be measured in gold and silver, I have consulted ancient books and found a story about a sword immortal. It is said that the Sword Immortal Wen Gu once passed through Jizhou and was very fond of flatbread. While eating flatbread by the roadside, he was recognized by a group of people who came forward to pay their respects. Upon seeing this, the sword immortal hurriedly left, not forgetting to buy flatbread. He smiled and said, 'The Great Dao is vast and the mortal world is chaotic, but nothing compares to this three-coin flatbread.'"

Therefore, Yunzhou has set a price for this immortal sword's scabbard—

Three coins.

Three coins!

These words caused an uproar in the inn. What a clever move by Yun Zhou! He had cleverly resolved the pricing dilemma with just three coins, and with a few words, he had once again thrown the problem back to the cultivators.

Yunzhou made it clear that he had no intention of making enemies with Wen Gu. If we were to talk about the past, Wen Gu was the one who was wrong first. Today, with a price of three coins and the personal words of Wen Gu from the sword cultivator's story, no one dared to say anything. With this move, Yunzhou completely absolved himself of any wrongdoing!

The sword cultivators who were just about to assess their assets to buy sword sheaths suddenly hesitated. The question of whether they could do it was now resolved; the question of whether they dared to do it was immediately apparent.

Putting everything else aside, the moment you step off the cloud boat with your sword sheath, a bloodbath ensues. Even if you survive by chance, you'll still face the pursuit of the solitary swordsman Wen Gu. In the vast land of Kyushu, without sufficient strength, you'll inevitably have to hide for the rest of your life. Why bother for a useless sword sheath?

Wen Guyou's eyes lit up, but Shangguan Nan whispered an analysis in his ear: even if Wen Guyou bought the sword sheath, he would be immediately hunted down after leaving the cloud boat, and none of the three of them would be able to escape!

For a moment, the young man hesitated. His expression was noticed by many cultivators, who shook their heads inwardly. Wen Gu had made a mistake by sending a junior from a collateral branch to participate in this auction. He was not strong enough and lacked courage.

Inside the inn, the hundreds of cultivators had varying expressions, both eager and restrained. The sword cultivators on the second floor, in particular, were all powerful cultivators in the Nine Provinces. However, in this noisy atmosphere, they forced themselves to quiet down, their hearts filled with anxiety and excitement.

This is just a scabbard, not a sword... but it is indeed the possession of the Sword Immortal Wen Gu, and it's easily obtainable for three coins...

This thought repeated itself in everyone's mind, and while everyone was making a low commotion, there was a sense of tranquility at the third-floor railing.

Looking at the sword sheath that was being pointed at, the girl sighed, "When a sword cultivator abandons his sword, it is as if his Dao heart dies. For thousands of years, the Nine Provinces have been talking about Wen Gu's ruthless Dao, but I feel that at the moment he transformed himself into a sword, Wen Gu's Dao intent had already changed."

Wen Chuan stood beside her, and the boy said, "Perhaps."

Zhang Xuan ran over to them and asked Qin Tianshu how he knew about the South China Sea. The scholar nudged him with his fan and said dismissively, "Look how anxious you are. Didn't I tell you? I read it in a book."

Lin Fanxiang looked at the hesitant sword cultivators, and the usually aloof girl sighed, "I, the Sword Immortal Wen Gu, probably never imagined that his sword sheath, buried deep in the sea, would one day be pursued so passionately by so many sword cultivators. Yet, everyone hesitates, wanting to possess it, yet fearing it."

Upon hearing this, Qingyu smiled, tilted her head to look at Wen Chuan, and whispered in his ear, "Do you want it?"

Wen Chuan lowered his eyes and didn't react for a moment. Qing Yu smiled, stepped back, and looked at her friends, "I want to buy this scabbard. What do you think?"

A single word stirred ripples in my heart, but I quickly returned to calm.

Lin Fanxiang smiled gently, "If you want it, just buy it."

Zhang Xuan stroked Cai Cai's fur, and the boy pursed his lips obediently, "I'll listen to Sister Fan Xiang."

Qin Tianshu gave Zhang Xuan a look that said, "You've really gone too far," and then the scholar laughed, "Buy it, buy it! If we can't even afford something that costs three coins, how are we supposed to survive out here?"

Cai Cai: "Coo-coo—coo-coo-coo."

Wen Chuan smiled helplessly, then the gentle young man looked up at his friends, "Let's make it clear beforehand, this is my decision to buy, and if anything happens later..."

"What are you babbling about?" Qingyu interrupted him, her eyes crinkling as she looked at Wen Chuan with a smile.

"Why think so much? Watch me buy this scabbard for you!"

Almost instantly, Qingyu turned to look at Yun Jiazhu. As their eyes met, the girl in red spoke loudly.

"I want the Wen Gu sword sheath!"

A clear, arrogant voice resounded throughout the cloud boat, echoing in everyone's hearts. At this moment, almost everyone re-examined, observed, and looked up at the group of teenagers in room number three on the third floor, especially the girl in red in the middle.

They stood together with smiles, their absolute certainty and confidence evident even before they finished speaking. With a slight lowering of their eyes, they surveyed the world with disdain, fearless and innocent.

For a fleeting moment, the fire in his heart seemed to reignite, a youthful exuberance.

Yun Jiazhu looked towards the third floor, and the woman said in a deep voice, "One, two—"

Three breaths had passed, and the ownership of the sword sheath seemed to be decided soon. But Shangguan Han'er, in room number four on the third floor, felt a tightness in her chest. She gripped her skirt tightly, constantly thinking, "I can't let that woman win the bid! What right does she have! What right do they have!"

She terrified Dou Dou, causing Dou Dou to die from a leg injury, and then she injured Wen Guyou. All this nonsense is just for attention! And then there's her hair…

It's all because of them!

We must not let them get away with this!

"wait--"

"Whoosh—"

In an instant, spiritual energy broke through the wind, and daffodil petals, seemingly appearing from nowhere, flashed like blades, their terrifying killing intent rushing straight towards Shangguan Han—

"Clang!"

What a beautiful sight! The flower-adorned railing is deeply inlaid with spiritual wood!

Shangguan Han'er unconsciously stepped back. Her heart pounded wildly as the curtain swayed. This time, Shangguan Nan was smarter and immediately ran behind her to support her, so that she wouldn't fall to the ground because her legs were too weak and she couldn't be pulled up.

Qingyu stopped and apologized to the daffodil petal—it was a flower that Dong Dongyun had placed indoors to decorate during the winter. There was one in room number three, and she noticed that a few petals had fallen, so she simply put it in her sleeve, and now it came in handy.

Seemingly because of this scene, all the cultivators present fell silent. In the silence, Yun Jiazhu remained calm and continued reciting.

"three."

"Congratulations, deal."

As the last word was finally uttered, Yun Jiazhu's expression remained unchanged, but an indescribable pain arose in her heart, as if a thin thread wrapped around her heart had been untied in an instant, bringing a sense of relief mixed with bitterness.

Deep inside the third floor, Yun Jiabai stared intently at the black scabbard. In a corner of the hall, Yun Jiacheng gripped the hilt of his sword tightly, and a girl in white appeared beside him at some unknown time.

She is their youngest cousin, Yun Jiawu.

She was not yet born when her father died, but since her surname was Yun, she knew the significance of today's events.

It seemed like the gentle laughter of immortals; snowflakes fluttered down outside the window, and their eyes seemed to gleam with the light of snow.

We have finally revealed to the world your story with the sword sheath.

And finally, Yunzhou once again lived before the Nine Provinces as a powerful clan—

Upright and honorable, repaying kindness and setbacks alike.

A cloud boat in the north, a Taoist priest of peace and tranquility.

...

The auction has ended, but the matter of Wen Gu's sword sheath has only just begun.

Inside Room 3.

Zhang Xuan excitedly brandished his machete on a slightly open patch of ground, sometimes swinging it around like Frost Moon, sometimes like Blood Moon, looking quite excited.

Cai Cai ran away with a "tap tap tap" sound, afraid of being accidentally hurt by him. It dodged and chirped all the way. When the chicken looked up again, it saw its owner sitting in a chair, staring silently at the black sword sheath on the table. Before it could chirp again, Fan Xiang picked it up and said in a gentle voice, "Don't run around. They're all busy right now."

Qin Tianshu stood by the window admiring the snow scene. The scholar turned around and said, "There are quite a few people waiting for us outside, and also near the carriage."

Qingyu: "What's the rush? We haven't had dinner yet."

The cloud boat auction starts in the afternoon and ends in the evening, which is right around dinnertime.

Wen Chuan smiled upon hearing this, then gently closed the lid, and the black scabbard gradually disappeared from sight.

"I've already ordered the food, it should be ready in a bit."

Qingyu gazed at the white expanse outside the window, nodding absently, "It's snowing..."

This is the first snow of the year.

Lin Fanxiang was holding Cai Cai as she spoke. Hearing this, she looked up at the snow scene outside the window and said, "Yes."

Qingyu nodded thoughtfully, "...Traveling on the snowy road must be a lot of fun."

Hearing this, Zhang Xuan, who was playing with a knife not far away, asked, "So when are we leaving?"

Qin Tianshu was looking at the snow when he heard Zhang Xuan's loud voice. He turned his head helplessly, with a smile in his eyes.

He exchanged glances with his friends, Wen Chuan smiled faintly, Qing Yu stood up and casually patted the fluffy fur of Cai Cai in Fan Xiang's arms, then looked up and smiled.

"tonight."

...

Soon, Yunzhou prepared an exquisite and delicious feast for them, and even Yun Jiawu from Yunzhou personally came to the room to befriend the young men.

It's a pity that Qin Tianshu had already left the room when she arrived.

The scholar smiled and said, "There's a legend in the north."

On the day of the first snow, if you can walk in the snow with your beloved until you grow old together, then you can grow old together.

Snowflakes fluttered outside. The scholar thought, "Tonight is the first snow of the season, and I happen to meet my beloved. It seems that Heaven intends for us to grow old together. How could I possibly let her down?"

With a smile, the scholar closed his fan and left, saying that he would be in a hurry tonight and there was no need to wait for him.

After not seeing Qin Tianshu, Yun Jiawu smiled knowingly.

He was a generous person and wouldn't shy away from meeting her. The fact that they met so hastily on the night of the first snowfall meant that he had someone he wanted to see.

hope,

He will be able to see it.