Chapter 66 The Blade of Bloodfrost, the Warm Lonely Sword Sheath...
Finally, a voice came from room number one on the third floor.
Yun Jiazhu: "Number one bids five thousand taels, five thousand taels..."
Qin Tianshu looked at the swordsman at the door of room number one, smiled, and then took the bidding paddle from Zhang Xuan and called out, "Six thousand taels."
"Number three bids six thousand taels, six thousand taels..."
"Six thousand five hundred taels!"
Fei Yao continued bidding in room number one, attracting a lot of attention. What was going on at this auction? What was happening on the third floor? A common fox was going up to five thousand, and a useless stone was going for tens of thousands...
Qin Tianshu: "Seven thousand taels."
The boys spontaneously gathered near the room door. Wen Chuan was discussing the price with Qin Tianshu, while Qing Yu and Zhang Xuan were curious about who the person in room number one was. Lin Fanxiang, on the other hand, glanced at Fei Yao standing at the door of room number one.
Fei Yao was a former Heaven-level sword cultivator of the Demon Suppression Pavilion in Shengjing. He was once one of his mother's private guards before joining the Demon Suppression Pavilion.
Lin Fanxiang paused, then glanced at Qin Tianshu. Qin Tianshu noticed and tilted his head with a smile. "Dr. Lin, what's wrong? Why are you looking at me like that all of a sudden?"
Lin Fanxiang pursed her lips, her voice hesitant as she clearly stated, "The people in room number one are from the Shengjing Demon Suppression Pavilion."
The headquarters of the Demon Suppression Pavilion in Shengjing, with its three leaders: Wuxin, Wuqing, and Wuming. Wuqing and Wuming died in the battle during the Mid-Autumn Festival.
Only Wuxin, the mysterious girl in green who hadn't participated in any of this that day, appeared at the end and tidied up the mess.
There was someone else in room number one, but she was sitting deep inside, so no one could see her.
Qin Tianshu paused for a moment, the young man looking towards room number one, a hint of secret anticipation in his eyes.
Seeing this, Qingyu snapped her fingers in front of him, and the "snap" brought the scholar back to his senses.
"Let's get down to business first and buy the stones."
Qin Tianshu: "I know."
As soon as he placed his bid of seven thousand taels, Fei Yao from room number one raised his paddle and said, "Ten thousand taels."
Upon hearing this, the crowd erupted in discussion. "Ten thousand taels for a stone? Are you crazy? What secret does this stone hold? Will number three still be able to snatch it?"
Wen Chuan raised his sign, "Twelve thousand taels."
As Yun Jiazhu bid, the crowd murmured amongst themselves, discussing the strange story of the stone. Fei Yao also walked into the depths of room number one, and a few seconds later came out again, raising his bidding paddle and saying, "Twenty thousand taels."
These words caused an uproar in the inn. Eight thousand taels for a price increase—just who was this Fang?
Upon hearing this, Wen Chuan glanced at his friend beside him and, after receiving the message, withdrew the sign.
Lin Fanxiang: "The price of this stone has exceeded our expectations, so we might as well not buy it."
Their money didn't come from thin air. Although they didn't say it aloud this time, they were also thinking of traveling all over the country and seeing more of the world's sights—the journey ahead would require money.
Qingyu looked down and saw three floors filled with hundreds of cultivators, including many famous clans and experts from across the Nine Provinces, such as Shangguan and Wen Gu from Youzhou, Cai Danglu from Xuzhou, and the Miao people from Yizhou… Almost all of them were wondering what wonderful use this stone could possibly have.
"With prices driven up so high, even if you manage to acquire it, it will be a troublesome affair, and someone will inevitably resort to underhanded tactics."
Wen Chuan and Fei Yao from Room 1 exchanged a glance. He smiled slightly and said, "Shengjing Demon Suppression Pavilion probably won't worry about these things."
After he finished speaking, he turned around and sat down on a chair in the room. Qingyu sat with him, and Lin Fanxiang and Zhang Xuan also went to the window to talk about things like withdrawing money.
Whether the stone contains any spiritual energy is still unknown, and besides, they also know where it went and who has it—
The teenagers think simply; some things don't necessarily need to be held in their hands.
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Qin Tianshu leaned against the door, silently gazing at room number one. The young man was strikingly handsome, with slightly upturned phoenix eyes that held a fox-like charm combined with a touch of elegance. He held a fan in his hand, his eyes smiling. His beauty was not feminine, but rather androgynous.
He deliberately stood out this time, and many people recognized him. Several people in the rooms on the third floor were also watching him.
There was no sound in room number one.
...
Inside room number two, the young man in white smiled and poured a cup of tea for Cai Danglu, who was standing next to him. "Brother Cai, don't underestimate those young people."
Cai Danglu glanced at him. "What, you know him?"
"I only know one of them. It's been a long time since I've seen him. The little scholar has grown up so much."
...
Inside room number five, Shangguan Han, still wearing a veil, curled her lip. What use is a man with a fox-like face, more beautiful than a woman? Cultivators should be respected for their strength!
Shangguan Nan stood by the window, staring blankly at room number three. Wen Guyou, who looked weak, closed his eyes and pretended to sleep, listening to the sounds outside in silence.
In room number four, Ah Ling looked curiously at room number three, thinking that everyone in that room was good-looking. Every single one of them was good-looking. The women were one thing, but the men were the same. The ones who had just raised their paddles to bid were now standing at the door watching the auction. It was really interesting.
As she was thinking, she heard her brother Agu call out to her from behind, "Aling, it's a kissing bug."
...
"Lot 45, Gelsemium elegans, an ancient poisonous insect, can be used as a rare medicinal material, and some people can also tame it as a spirit pet. Starting price: three thousand taels."
"..."
Inside Room 3.
Qingyu sat in a chair basking in the sun. The daffodils on the table next to her were beautiful and delicate. Smelling the fragrance of the flowers, the girl smiled softly and said, "It's a good thing that Yunzhou was able to find such a venomous insect as the kissing bug."
Zhang Xuan leaned against the windowsill, holding the Blood Moon. Outside the window was the street. He turned to Qing Yu and asked curiously, "What strange use does an insect have?"
Lin Fanxiang stood opposite him and said, "I don't know about other things, but this kissing bug is extremely poisonous. It is an ingredient in many secret poison prescriptions and is extremely difficult to find."
Qingyu closed her eyes and pretended to sleep. "The Miao people produce Gu cultivators, and the awl bug is a rare and valuable thing for them. This kind of poisonous insect is something that only poison cultivators and Gu cultivators would want to steal."
If this is the case, when someone on the second floor offered to buy the medical repair shop, room number four on the third floor immediately raised the price. It is worth mentioning that room number five also joined in the fun, not because they wanted to buy, but because they were deliberately trying to raise the price and make things difficult for room number four.
It's obvious to anyone with eyes that there's a personal grudge between rooms four and five, and they're using the auction as an excuse to secretly cause trouble for each other.
After much back and forth, room number four, namely A-Ling and A-Gu, finally bought the Gelsemium elegans for 4,900 taels.
Next, there are five more items to be auctioned. These are spiritual artifacts that have never appeared on the auction list before. This is also the most anticipated scene on the Cloud Boat every three years. In previous years, some cultivators even bought them and started fighting as soon as they left the Cloud Boat, turning the Snow Plum Mountain into a bloodbath.
Qingyu, intrigued by the commotion, got up and went to the doorway. The girl casually leaned against the window frame, looking down while teasing Qin Tianshu, "The person might not even be here. You're just standing at the door like a peacock."
Qin Tianshu: "Go away, go away."
On the high platform on the first floor, Yun Jiazhu stood upright with a calm expression. As the auction items were gradually brought out from behind, the final five mysterious items were also gradually revealed.
"Lot 46 - Youzhou Sea Eagle, the leader of the Eagle Clan, a divine bird of the North, endowed with spiritual power, its bloodthirstiness has not been tamed, it can take a life within a hundred miles in an instant, and ten thousand birds submit with a flap of its wings. My Yunzhou once sought help from the Miao Clan of Yizhou and used Gu magic to tame this eagle. Now whoever obtains it will become the master of the eagle. Starting bid: 20,000 taels."
Room No. 2 on the third floor was auctioned off for 25,000 taels of silver by Cai Danglu of Xuzhou.
"Lot 47 - Resurrection Pill. This pill was made by Cheng Jia, a disciple of the Heavenly Physician Elder from Liangzhou, a hundred years ago. It is made by refining spiritual objects from all over the Nine Provinces. It can be described as a glimmer of hope for life, a nine-turn resurrection. Starting price: 20,000 taels."
Room number 15 on the second floor was purchased by an extremely wealthy alchemist for a high price of 50,000 taels of silver.
"Lot 48 - South China Sea Dragon Pearl. Legend has it that a dragon dwells in the sea and does not emerge for a thousand years. It is a beast of the heavens. Therefore, this pearl is full of spiritual energy and can be used as the core of a weapon array. It is extremely powerful. Starting bid: 30,000 taels."
Room 3 on the third floor.
Wen Chuan looked at the dragon pearl and fell silent for some reason. The dragon race had been hiding in the deep sea for a long time, and there might even be no dragons left in the Nine Provinces... The pearl that Yun Zhou was auctioning this time was just a small one, but the dragon race's reputation was such that even if it was small, it was still a rare spiritual object.
Qingyu looked at him, "Want to buy it?"
Just one bead, take a picture.
Upon hearing this, Wen Chuan smiled and shook his head, "Just an inanimate object."
In room number four on the third floor, a Miao person won the bid for the dragon pearl for 34,000 taels of silver.
Thirty-four thousand taels?
Qingyu: "What a grand gesture! The Miao people have really gone all out this time."
Yunzhou borrowed the Miao tribe's Gu poison to train the eagle, so naturally he had to give the Miao tribe some benefits. This dragon pearl must have other uses. The Miao tribe's trip with the hawk bug was just a side trip; the dragon pearl was their real purpose.
"Lot 49 - Qingzhou Frost Moon Blade. This blade is cold and possesses a ghostly aura. It was made by Li Suheng of the Li family of Qingzhou. The master himself said that the blade is made from materials from Fengdu and can communicate with the yin and yang and understand the will of heaven. Starting bid: 50,000 taels."
The Li family of Qingzhou—the number one sword-wielding family in the eyes of the world after the establishment of the Zhou Dynasty. After the peace of the Nine Provinces, the Li family has lived next to Fengdu for generations, using pure yang energy to harmonize the yin ghost energy. Li Suheng of the Li family was the only son of the previous generation. Unfortunately, he had no Dao heart in the word "sword" and was only obsessed with the work of forging weapons and blacksmithing.
The Li family had no choice but to let him have several children, whom they would raise as heirs. Li Suheng then devoted himself to the study of weapon crafting. After several years, he finally achieved his goal and became a famous weapon crafter in the Nine Provinces.
This sword, Frosty Moon, possesses an extremely heavy Yin energy and is connected to both Yin and Yang. It must indeed be another masterpiece by a master. However, this sword is too cold, and it is difficult to find a suitable master for the time being.
As for the phrase "one can know the will of Heaven"—it's somewhat interesting, but mostly hype.
Seeing this, Zhang Xuan suddenly raised his plaque, and the young man spoke up, "Fifty-two thousand taels."
Suddenly, a sign was raised in room number one on the third floor, and an unfamiliar male voice rang out, "Fifty-five thousand taels."
Zhang Xuan hesitated, the young man lowered his eyes, and finally raised his paddle again, "Fifty-eight thousand taels."
Yun Jiazhu stopped and repeated several times that the price was too high, and no one bid after the price for room number one was not increased.
In the end, the Frost Moon Blade was bought by the nameless young man wielding it.
Qin Tianshu patted him, then looked at the Blood Moon sword hanging at Zhang Xuan's waist, "Aren't you afraid the Blood Moon will be unhappy?"
Zhang Xuan raised an eyebrow. "How could he be unhappy? His younger brother is here."
Lin Fanxiang knew what he was talking about. The girl gently stroked the fur of Cai Cai in her arms and calmly said, "Ah Xuan's mother is from the Li family of Qingzhou. If I remember correctly, Blood Moon is also a work of the Li family of Qingzhou."
Li Suheng and Li Suyue are undoubtedly blood relatives.
Thus, Zhang Xuan and the Li family of Qingzhou can be considered relatives.
Upon hearing this, Zhang Xuan sighed and patted the Blood Moon's scabbard, saying with a helpless yet amused expression, "This is troublesome. I haven't practiced using dual swords much yet... But using dual swords to fight enemies would definitely be cool."
Cai Cai: "Hook up!" So cool!
Qingyu laughed at Cai Cai's appearance. She thought for a moment and said, "Blood Moon lives on blood and can be considered a demonic sword. Frost Moon has heavy yin energy and is a ghost sword. Its chill touches the soul. Little Zhang, you have to tame these two swords properly, otherwise they might start fighting each other."
Blood moon wounds the body, frost moon wounds the soul—Zhang Xuan was the first to die.
Zhang Xuan: "Don't worry, I know what I'm doing!"
He spoke casually, but Lin Fanxiang glanced at him and said calmly, "I think you should think about whether the money shops in this extraordinary city have enough for you to withdraw."
"hiss……"
Upon hearing this, Zhang Xuan immediately started counting money on his fingers, and the emotion that flashed in his eyes instantly turned into pain.
"Oh no, oh no! My dad said he'd check my money regularly before he left, he looks at the accounts every day... Ugh... I need to find something to keep track of the money..."
"No, no, I can't withdraw just these tens of thousands of taels... No, no, I need to think of what else I can use as collateral..."
"...It's really over...Can Yunzhou be bought on credit...? Aaaaaah..."
He walked around muttering to himself, and the boys laughed. Down on the high platform, Yun Jiazhu looked at the people in the inn. Suddenly, unusually, a look of admiration appeared on the face of this professional and confident auctioneer.
She looked around until everyone in the inn quieted down. The woman stepped back and stood behind the last item, which looked ordinary and devoid of any spirit. Yun Jiazhu smiled, suppressed the trembling in her heart, and slowly spoke.
"Friends gather across the land, and the cloud-borne ships find peace."
"Next up is the last item in this auction—"
"Snow falls after a thousand years, warming the lonely sword sheath."
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