That's a valid question.

Upon closer inspection, something does seem amiss.

"What I'm about to say is what I've been meaning to say, and it will answer everyone's questions," the head of the manor said calmly and methodically.

"This book is indeed the Seventy-Two Styles of Dragon Slaying Sword Technique, without a doubt. I can guarantee it with my life."

"But this is only an incomplete copy."

"In other words, this sword manual is incomplete and has many flaws," the head of the manor explained.

"The original owner chose to sell it for three reasons: first, his family was in dire straits and he needed to get some money; second, no one in his family practiced martial arts; and third, the previous two generations had tried to study this sword manual but had failed to figure it out and gained nothing."

"Some people even went so far as to become possessed by the practice, their minds and personalities changed drastically, and they went insane."

"Therefore, the owner of the manual is prepared to sell it without hesitation."

"The auction price is five million, and each bid must be at least five hundred thousand higher," the landlord shouted out the auction price.

"Five million isn't expensive," someone said, "but it's not a small amount either. The key is that this stuff doesn't clean as well as toilet paper, and if you're too rough, it'll rub your butt."

"It's an incomplete manual. We are all practitioners of ancient martial arts, and we all know that the techniques must be precise. Even a single word difference could have serious consequences and lead to an irreversible situation."

"This Seventy-Two Styles of Dragon-Slaying Sword Technique is a menace. Once you buy it, you'll inevitably want to read it, and once you start practicing it, there's no turning back."

"No one has complete self-control when it comes to profound and exquisite martial arts."

This person's analysis is correct; how could a martial artist resist the temptation of unparalleled martial arts skills?

It's like a homeless person who has been starving for three days, seeing a bright and fragrant roast chicken before dying. Even knowing it's poisonous, he still wants to die a full man before he dies.

But this person spoke so bluntly and clearly, wouldn't that ruin the auction at Fengyun Manor?

The estate takes a 20% commission on every item auctioned, which has made everyone hesitant to buy. How will they make that money? Who will pay for it?

I thought this tattered manual had such a huge gimmick that I could make a fortune, but this person has completely ruined it.

Knock on him!

“Your Excellency is mistaken,” the head of the manor retorted from the perspective of self-interest, his words upright and unyielding. “Every profound martial arts manual is created by people. Although some of the manuals have been lost, there are no shortage of intelligent people in the world. What if they were to be completed?”

"At that time, I will be the only one who is supreme, and I will be able to look down on all the mountains."

The man gave a wry smile. "Master, may I ask how many of the Seventy-Two Styles of the Dragon-Slaying Sword Technique are missing?"

"About 30%." The head of the manor dared not conceal the truth.

"Thirty percent! Three out of ten characters are missing. Most of the ancient martial artists present are below the Innate Realm. If they were naturally intelligent and had excellent aptitude, how could they have remained at the Acquired Realm?"

"To think that the Dragon Severing Sword Technique can be completed is almost a pipe dream, an overestimation of one's own abilities, and would be even more chaotic than the incomplete version."

"What do you mean?" The head of the manor asked, his expression tense and his brows furrowed.

"Master, I meant no offense. Why don't we destroy this harmful thing on the spot?" the man said, feigning righteousness.

"This is a treasure that someone else brought to auction. How can you just destroy it like that? I'll see you, you mouse licking a cat's beak—looking for trouble, just picking a fight."

"Guards, throw this troublemaker out!" The head of the manor, having reached his limit, directly ordered its expulsion.

Cutting off someone's livelihood is like killing their parents.

No one will hold a knife to your throat and force you to buy if you don't want to, but it's wrong of you to try to stop others.

If you're so righteous, why don't you just buy it and burn it on the spot?

He just wanted to show off in front of everyone, but he ended up looking like a clown.

However, his words are thought-provoking and do contain some truth.

"Brother Changfeng, do you want some?" Shen Qiqi asked.

"No." Li Changfeng scoffed, showing no interest in even a complete manual, let alone an incomplete one.

My martial arts skills haven't reached their highest level yet. As the saying goes, "Don't bite off more than you can chew." Why try to imitate others blindly? You'll end up losing the big picture.

Furthermore, Li Changfeng's skills are second to none, as his master himself has said.

"Why wouldn't I want it? I'm loaded." Shen Qiqi patted her chest, trembling and shaking.

“Nobody’s money grows on trees. It’s not worth buying a meaningless piece of junk.” Li Changfeng shook his head firmly.

At this moment, the head of the estate raised his arms and returned to the main topic, "Alright, that was just a little incident. Let's not disturb everyone's mood. The starting price is five million. Let the auction begin!"

The people below stared at each other, exchanging glances, and for a moment, there was complete silence; no one participated.

Upon seeing this, the head of the manor wished he could skin the man alive and tear him to pieces.

An opportunity to make a fortune.

At least tens of millions in kickbacks were just gone.

"Nobody wants it?" The head of the manor was extremely embarrassed.

Auctions are most afraid of being dull. Once there's a start, several items in a row fail to turn things around, either no one wants them or the prices are low.

"I'll take it, five and a half million!" someone shouted, raising his hand with a strong voice.

The crowd looked in the direction of the sound and saw a middle-aged man in a suit and tie with his hair slicked back, dressed like a boss.

Many people know him; he comes from the Yu family, one of the five major families in Jinghai.

The five major families originally came to show their support and buy some things to take back, as a way of befriending Fengyun Manor.

Now that the landlord is in this awkward situation, he might as well go along with it and do her a favor.

As soon as someone raises the price, the Yu family immediately withdraws.

"Five and a half million for the first time."

"Five and a half million for the second time!" The head of the manor paused, then said unwillingly.

"This is a secret manual that can give ancient martial arts practitioners the chance to become the best in the world. I hope everyone cherishes it. Once this opportunity is gone, it will be gone forever."

The landowner still harbored illusions, hoping someone could add a contribution.

However……

"Five and a half million, third time, sold!" The big boss brought down the gavel.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I've been hosting for so long and I'm feeling a bit tired. I imagine you've all been sitting here all morning and aren't feeling too comfortable either."

"It's exactly noon, so we'll end the first half here. The resort has prepared fine wine and food for everyone to enjoy. We'll continue after lunch."

"please!"

"Let's go, time for dinner!" Shen Qiqi jumped up from her chair.

She's just here to have fun and broaden her horizons; she's not after any treasures.

Everyone sat in a huge restaurant, eight people to a table, with a set of the finest food and drinks.

As soon as Li Changfeng sat down, many people came over to chat with him.

Who wouldn't want to befriend Li Changfeng, given his formidable martial arts skills?

People are just that realistic; they always love to fawn over the weak and trample on the vulnerable.

Among them were nuns and monks, and they even took a photo together.