Although Xuanyuan Fengchen looked calm and composed, his eyes were filled with pride. No, his whole body was filled with pride.
"Xuanyuan Fengchen, the sword-making master known as a genius of his generation!"
"Who else could it be besides him? I guessed it a long time ago. Who else could have such a demeanor besides Master Xuanyuan?"
"Bullshit, if it weren't for the big wooden box behind him, you would have guessed it was him."
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The crowd below the stage were talking and saying all sorts of things, but one thing was the same: they were all so excited that they could hardly control themselves, with tears in their eyes.
Although Xuanyuan Fengchen is not as famous as he is in later generations, he is quite famous in Anyun Country. The reputation of that generation of sword-making genius spread from Anyun Country.
Under the excited gaze of the crowd, Xuanyuan Fengchen had already taken off the large wooden box on his back and slowly placed it on the auction table.
Immediately, there was another cry of surprise from the audience.
Mu Hanyan finally saw clearly that the wooden box was made of the finest golden ironwood. Golden ironwood was as strong as fine steel and was said to take ten thousand years to mature, making it extremely rare and more valuable than gold.
Mu Hanyan was secretly shocked. Putting aside other things, the value of this wooden box itself was no less than what people generally called a magical weapon.
When Xuanyuan Fengchen gently opened the wooden box, uncontrollable exclamations were heard again from all around.
Even Mu Hanyan couldn't help but sigh softly.
At the moment the wooden box was opened, a silver light shone into the eyes, illuminating the area within ten feet around the auction table. At the same time, a dragon roar full of spiritual meaning sounded in the hall.
A long sword with an ancient style and full of solemnity lies in a wooden box. The sword body, hilt, and handle are all full of ancient charm, and there is no flaw at all.
Coupled with the unique dragon roar of the spiritual sword, it is even more refreshing.
Mu Hanyan sighed secretly. First, there was Xuanyuan Fengchen's detached and free-spirited demeanor, coupled with his unyielding and proud character. Then, there was the golden wire and iron wood that was more valuable than gold. Finally, with the various extraordinary features of the long sword itself, it was no wonder that even the royal families of various countries were deceived by him.
If Mu Hanyan had not known his background and witnessed his death with her own eyes as a result of the joint efforts of the royal families and aristocratic chambers of commerce of various countries, he would have certainly kept the secret.
"This sword is named Chengjun. I forged it sixty years ago. Unfortunately, I have not been able to find a destined person for it. I am over a hundred years old and my end is approaching. I don't know if I can survive the disaster. So today I asked the Nanyan Chamber of Commerce to auction it on my behalf. I hope to find a good owner for it and don't let it be buried in the world." Xuanyuan Fengchen gently stroked the sword and said with a vicissitudes of life.
Mu Hanyan really wanted to curse loudly. His life span was almost up. Remember, this old liar was still alive and well after several years. If he hadn't offended so many people and was not killed by a joint force, he would have had no problem living another forty or fifty years.
What are you talking about? You haven't found your destined person yet. If you haven't found him/her, then just look for him/her properly. Why are you running to the auction?
Unfortunately, everyone in the hall believed the old liar's words without a doubt. It's no wonder, a person's reputation is like a tree's shadow. Furthermore, the old liar made a great first impression upon entering, putting on a show of style. Not only did the others, but even the group of young dandies around Mu Hanyan were filled with longing.
"Master Xuanyuan, what is the starting price for this sword?" After Xuanyuan Fengchen finished speaking, before Che Xiang could speak, someone in the audience couldn't wait to speak.
Although this sword was forged by Master Xuanyuan sixty years ago, and his sword-making skills are certainly not as good as they are today, but considering his reputation as a genius sword-maker, it cannot be that bad. It would be a good choice to buy it as a family heirloom.
"I've already said that I came to the Nanyan Chamber of Commerce this time just because I didn't want my hard work to be wasted in the world. What I saw was a chance encounter. How about this, the starting price will be 100,000, and you can increase the price as you like each time." Xuanyuan Fengchen said after pondering for a moment.
Pretend, you old liar, keep pretending! Mu Hanyan almost rushed forward and stabbed the old liar to death with a sword. It depends on fate, it depends on fate. Why don't you just give it away? You know, the lower the starting price, the more intense the bidding, and the final transaction price is often higher.
"One million." Mu Hanyan didn't want the old liar to accept the offer, so she immediately made an offer.
"Mr. Mu, this sword has not been appraised yet. If there is any flaw, it will have nothing to do with me and my Nanyan Chamber of Commerce." Ji Gaoxian said unhappily.
He had seen Mu Hanyan and Mo Yanhong's tit-for-tat earlier, and he'd sensed something fishy, but he still felt uncomfortable. After all, he was a treasure appraiser hired by the Nanyan Chamber of Commerce at a substantial price, and Mu Hanyan's constant bidding without waiting for him to speak clearly showed disdain for his skills and an attempt to humiliate him, which made him extremely upset. It would have been fine if she'd just damaged my reputation once, but she couldn't stop.
Mu Hanyan rolled her eyes at him and said, "Wait for you to identify it. It would be strange if you don't get cheated to death."
Hearing Mu Hanyan speak again, the others hesitated. Mu Hanyan's huge stack of banknotes had just been dangling before their eyes. Because the Nanyan Chamber of Commerce's Beijing branch had just opened, many people didn't know the details and didn't pay much attention to it. They just came to see the excitement. Who would carry a pile of banknotes like Mu Baijia?
I just spent the little money I had on buying that piece of azure sand, so I really can't afford any more.
They watched helplessly as Mu Hanyan bought the sword forged by Xuanyuan Fengchen for a mere one million. Although they were unwilling to accept it, it seemed unnecessary to do so after fighting for it for nothing and offending the great playboy Mu.
This is a super playboy who smashed Master Ji's sign and beat up his cousin on the first day after returning to Beijing. The next day he slapped the third elder's precious grandson and nothing happened. Who would want to offend him unnecessarily?
"One million for the first time, one million for the second time, one million..." When Che Xiang saw the boss speak, he was too lazy to think about it and just wanted to smash the hammer down.
Beside him, Xuanyuan Fengchen, though still calm and composed, showed a hint of disappointment in his eyes. He had been hoping to make a fortune, but he hadn't expected this to be the result.
Mu Hanyan breathed a sigh of relief. She also realized that most of the people who came today were just here to watch the fun and did not take the little-known Nanyan Chamber of Commerce seriously, so they did not bring much silver, otherwise it would be difficult for her to deal with them.
"Two million." Just when Mu Hanyan was secretly relieved, Mo Yanhong's voice sounded again.
Mu Hanyan turned her head and saw Mo Yanhong's provocative look.
Mu Hanyan was slightly stunned and almost laughed out loud.
Although she had already made up her mind to sacrifice money to avoid disaster, Miss Mu was definitely still unhappy about wasting so much money for no reason. She never expected that Mo Yanhong would jump out at this time.
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