"Haha, money is just something outside of my body to me. As long as it's fate, what does the more or less matter?" The old liar waved his hand and smiled calmly.
Mu Hanyan looked at Xuanyuan Fengchen with contempt. If the old liar really had such a good mood, he would not have ended up being hunted down and killed to pieces by various countries. To put it bluntly, he took too much advantage and was too lazy to even count.
Of course, it may also be that he wants to leave this dangerous place as soon as possible to avoid being exposed.
After pocketing the banknotes, Xuanyuan Fengchen walked out without getting dirty.
"By the way, Mr. Mo, although the Chengjun sword was forged by me sixty years ago, it also took a lot of my efforts and it already has spiritual power. It is fate that this sword fell into your hands. I hope you can treat it well. Don't use it lightly unless it is absolutely necessary, and don't get it stained with blood easily, otherwise it will be tainted with the murderous and bloodthirsty aura, which will be bad for you." Before leaving, Xuanyuan Fengchen said solemnly to Mo Yanhong.
"Master, don't worry. I will definitely keep your teachings in mind. This sword will never be unsheathed unless it is absolutely necessary." Mo Yanhong also said solemnly.
Although it was a bit unworthy to spend 40 million to buy the long sword forged by Xuanyuan Fengchen sixty years ago, Mo Yanhong felt it was still worth it to receive his teachings.
"Also, I think you have excellent talent and will become a great man in the future. The responsibility of maintaining peace on the continent and protecting Anyun's safety will fall on you." Xuanyuan Fengchen looked at Mo Yanhong with satisfaction, said another sentence, and then floated away.
The dragon is like a dragon that can only be seen from the head but not the tail. This is also the usual style of Master Xuanyuan.
"Yes, I will definitely live up to your expectations." Mo Yanhong's entire body was trembling with excitement. A prodigious swordsmith actually placed such high hopes on him. Anyone would be thrilled, but Mo Yanhong felt completely light-hearted.
Well, these 40 million are worth it.
"Puchi!" Mu Hanyan finally couldn't help but burst out laughing.
Bullshit about maintaining peace on the continent and protecting Anyun's safety. The old liar Xuanyuan said so much nonsense. His only purpose was to make Mo Yanhong use the Chengjun Sword as little as possible to avoid being exposed too early.
It is no wonder that Xuanyuan Fengchen in later generations deceived the entire Holy Court Continent, and even the royal families of various countries were not spared. It turns out that he had such an instruction.
"What are you laughing at?" Mo Yanhong was feeling ecstatic. Seeing Mu Hanyan's sarcastic smile, he glared at her and said.
"Nothing, nothing." Mu Hanyan said with a smile.
"Mu Hanyan, are you jealous? Indeed, 40 million is a bit expensive to buy the Chengjun Sword, but with Master Xuanyuan's sword-making skills, he will be famous all over the world sooner or later. By then, the Chengjun Sword in my hand will not be something that can be bought with 40 million. What's more, Master Xuanyuan attaches so much importance to me, I will definitely make a big splash in the future, and the value of this Chengjun will double. By then, you won't even have a chance to regret it." Mo Yanhong held his head high, as if he was ready to maintain peace on the continent and protect Anyun's safety.
Hearing this, the audience nodded silently. Xuanyuan Fengchen's current reputation was only relatively well-known in Anyun Country, so 40 million for the Chengjun Sword was a bit too much. However, when he became famous throughout the continent, this sword would no longer be worth 40 million.
Although Mo Yanhong was a little confused just now, he didn't suffer too much loss.
"Really? What if this sword is fake?" Mu Hanyan said lightly.
Her words were like a huge rock falling into a calm lake, causing ripples.
"It's fake, it's impossible, right?"
"Although I have never met Master Xuanyuan before, I have heard of him for a long time. The man just now looked exactly like the one in the rumors. He shouldn't be fake, right?"
"And the sword box made of gold wire and iron wood is itself a rare treasure that is rarely seen in a thousand years. How could it be fake?" The people around looked at Mu Hanyan in surprise and talked in a low voice.
"Mu Hanyan, you are jealous if you want to. You can't eat grapes, sour grapes. Do you think we are all blind? How could Master Xuanyuan's peerless appearance and the sword case made of gold wire, iron and wood be fake?" Mo Yanhong said disdainfully.
"You didn't hear me clearly. I didn't say the person is fake. I said the sword is fake." Mu Hanyan said with a smile.
"Hahahaha, you mean Master Xuanyuan put a fake sword up for auction? I'm dying of laughter, I'm dying of laughter." Mo Yanhong laughed out loud.
The others also nodded secretly. Perhaps ordinary people had not heard of Xuanyuan Fengchen's name, but in the aristocratic families in the capital, everyone knew him. Mu Hanyan's words were clearly malicious slander. She was probably really jealous of Mo Yanhong and spoke without thinking.
"Whether it's true or not, you'll know if you try it. You treat a piece of scrap metal as a treasure and don't even know you've been cheated, you idiot." Mu Hanyan stretched, lay back on the soft seat, and said lazily.
"Just try it. Today I will make you admit defeat with conviction." This time Mu Hanyan did not use the soul contract technique, but Mo Yanping was still irritated by her. He drew the long sword from his waist and slashed at the Chengjun sword.
There was a crisp sound and sparks flew everywhere, but Chengjun Sword was unharmed.
"Did you see it? Did you see it?" Mo Yanhong looked at Mu Hanyan proudly.
"The quality of your sword is too poor. Try changing it." Mu Hanyan continued lazily.
This result was not beyond her expectations. If it was so easy to be exposed, Xuanyuan Fengchen would have died countless times, and there would be no chance for other countries to join forces to hunt him down.
"Mr. Qiu, can I lend you my sword?" Mo Yanhong felt even more unhappy when he saw Mu Hanyan's lazy look, and said to Mr. Qiu.
"Forget it. Don't bother with him. Stay calm. Stay calm." Qiu Gongsheng frowned and said.
When they met Mu Hanyan today, they were controlled by her everywhere. Mo Yanhong suddenly went crazy just now, as if he had gone crazy, which made him feel confused. So he was a little confused about Mu Hanyan, and he had some inexplicable ominous premonition in his heart.
"Give it to me." Mo Yanhong was completely enraged by Mu Hanyan today. How could he let it go like this?
"Okay." Qiu Gongsheng handed over the sword helplessly. In fact, he also felt that Mu Hanyan's words were a bit like sour grapes, and he had no doubts about Xuanyuan Fengchen.
The sword carried by Qiu Gongsheng was obviously of good quality, with a frosty and sharp aura all over it, not much worse than the Zhenshui Sword that was destroyed in Ling Ziping's hands.
Mo Yanhong swung his hand and slashed, and there was another crisp sound, but the Chengjun sword was still intact.
"Mu Hanyan, are you convinced now?" Mo Yanhong raised the Chengjun Sword, waved it in front of Mu Hanyan, and said arrogantly.
"Haven't you eaten? With this little strength, you can't even chop a piece of firewood." Mu Hanyan was unmoved and said contemptuously.
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