Chapter 360 Half-Demon Fox's Black Moonlight Monk 61
The Longyuan sword stood in front of Shen Xinran, with the tip of the sword gently pointing at her, as if he was thinking about something.
Being pointed at by a sword like this, Shen Xinran didn't dare to move at all. She asked cautiously, "What...what do you want to do?"
The sword spirit replied, "I need a drop of your blood to recognize my master. I am thinking about where to draw the blood."
When Shen Xinran heard that this broken sword actually wanted her blood, she was so scared that she quickly ran towards her team, shouting as she ran: "Hu Changfeng, help!"
Upon seeing this, the sword spirit immediately chased after him with the Longyuan sword.
Hu Changfeng reacted quickly, hugged Shen Xinran into his arms, and at the same time kicked the hilt of the sword, stepping on the Longyuan sword.
The sword spirit wanted to resist, causing the Dragon Abyss Sword to vibrate with a sizzling sound, but it found itself completely unable to move. It could only shout at Chen Xinran: "Master, please save me."
Shen Xinran stood up straight from Hu Changfeng's arms, put her hands on her hips, and said angrily, "How shameless! I haven't agreed to be your master yet! Don't recognize relatives randomly."
Seeing how Shen Xinran treated the divine sword, Lin Man, who was standing beside him, was so angry that her face turned red: "The divine sword chose you to be its master because it thinks highly of you. How can you trample it underfoot!"
Shen Xinran sneered: "This blessing is given to you, I don't want it."
Things that are delivered to your door are often not good things. This sword chose her after careful consideration, so it definitely had no good intentions.
Besides, there are already six dolls in her sea of consciousness, and with another sword spirit, how can she sleep peacefully!
Seeing this, Lin Man's heart moved. She smiled sweetly at Longyuan Sword and said, "Sword Spirit, look at her attitude. Since she doesn't cherish you, why don't you choose me to be your master?"
The surrounding sword cultivators also started to make a noise, echoing in unison: "Yes, there are us too."
The sword spirit's voice was firm and clear: "I have made up my mind. Only the truly strong can become my master."
Shen Xinran felt embarrassed when she heard the sword spirit say this. She? A strong one? This sword spirit was really blind.
She turned to Hu Changfeng and frowned, "How about you step on it first, and I'll hide somewhere it can't find me, and then you can come find me?"
Hu Changfeng raised the corners of his lips slightly, and said nonchalantly, "No need."
After he finished speaking, he slowly squatted down and picked up the Longyuan Sword from the ground. With Hu Changfeng's touch, the Longyuan Sword became unusually docile, as if the sword spirit had disappeared without a trace.
Hu Changfeng walked into the cave calmly. When he walked out again, the Longyuan sword in his hand was already in its scabbard.
Hu Changfeng handed the Dragon Abyss Sword to Shen Xinran and said with a smile, "Now it can't bother you anymore, do you still want it?"
Shen Xinran frowned and thought for a moment, "I'd better keep it. Even though I don't need the sword, I can exchange it for some spirit stones."
After saying that, she picked up the Longyuan Sword with a look of disgust and threw it into the storage ring.
Lin Man stood aside, a strong desire surging in her heart. She couldn't help but ask Chen Xinran: "How many spirit stones can be exchanged for the Longyuan Sword?"
A cunning glint flashed in Shen Xinran's eyes, and he asked, "How many spirit stones are you willing to pay?"
Lin Man frowned, and after thinking for a moment, she said firmly: "I can offer 10,000 high-grade spirit stones."
The sword cultivators present were all shocked when these words came out. Although they knew that the Dragon Abyss Sword was worth far more than this amount, ten thousand high-grade spirit stones was still a lot of money after all!
Shen Xinran also felt a little tempted. If she held this sword, she would undoubtedly become the target of public criticism. It would be better to sell it directly.
However, just as Shen Xinran was about to nod in agreement, a female voice came from behind her, "I'll pay 20,000 high-grade spirit stones for your Dragon Abyss Sword."
Shen Xinran was originally surprised at the identity of this generous young lady, but when she turned around and found that it was Jin Banxia, she felt it was reasonable.
Lin Man was unwilling to see the divine sword that was about to be obtained be snatched away, so she quickly raised the price, "I'll offer 30,000."
Jin Banxia was not to be outdone and quickly responded, "Then I'll give you 40,000."
Lin Man gritted her teeth and said, "I'll give you fifty thousand."
Chen Xinran glanced back and forth between the two of them, and finally took a step back silently, leaving the bidding stage to them.
At this time, a sword cultivator said with emotion: "Aren't we sword cultivators all poor? How come tens of thousands of spirit stones just become a number in their mouths?"
Chen Xinran turned around, glanced at the sword cultivator, and sighed: "The poor one is the sword cultivator, but he is a second-generation sword cultivator, a third-generation sword cultivator."
The sword cultivator fell silent, and Shen Xinran could see a hint of helplessness in his eyes. In this era of relying on one's father, reincarnation is indeed a skill.
Jin Banxia lived up to her surname. She shouted proudly, "I'll give you 100,000."
Shen Xinran's eyes widened in surprise. One hundred thousand high-grade spirit stones—that's the equivalent of an entire spirit vein!
Jin Banxia walked up to Shen Xinran and said seriously, "If you feel it's not enough, I can give you a piece of Hanxing Bingpo."
When Shen Xinran heard the offer of 100,000 high-grade spirit stones, he had already decided to sell the so-called "broken sword" to Jin Banxia.
And when she heard that there was a treasure like Hanxing Bingpo, she was overjoyed.
Hanxing Bingpo is a top-grade material for refining weapons. It is absolutely appropriate to use it to help Wu Jieying practice swordsmanship.
Chen Xinran was afraid that Jin Banxia would change her mind, so she quickly stepped forward, shook Jin Banxia's hand tightly, and said solemnly, "Okay, deal."
Lin Man watched from the side, her fists unconsciously clenched, her nails digging deep into her palms, but she was completely unaware.
The most she could come up with was 50,000 high-grade spirit stones, and she needed to go home and discuss this with her grandfather.
But she felt unwilling to watch the sword fall into the hands of others.
Jin Banxia smiled shyly, "But I don't have that many spirit stones on me. I can leave the Frost Star Ice Soul with you first. When I return to the sect, I'll give you the rest of the spirit stones."
Shen Xinran nodded and handed the Longyuan Sword to Jin Banxia without hesitation, "It's okay, I believe you."
Jin Banxia's eyes widened as she asked in surprise, "Aren't you afraid that I'll run away with the sword and not give you the spirit stones?"
Shen Xinran replied with a smile: "It's okay, I believe you."
Because she suddenly remembered that Li Yizhi was also coveting this sword.
If she brought the sword back to the sect, she might be killed. In that case, it would be better to get rid of the sword in the secret realm.
Jin Banxia felt a slight soreness in her nose. This was the first time someone trusted her so much.
She took a deep breath and said seriously, "Don't worry, I guarantee it on Brother Xie Yan's character. I will definitely not break my promise."
The corners of Shen Xinran's mouth twitched involuntarily, and she thought to herself: Sister, it's okay for you to swear on your own, but why do you have to use someone else's personality as a guarantee?
She looked at Xie Yan, only to see his ears slightly red, and he coughed uncomfortably.
However, Jin Banxia didn't notice anything wrong because in her heart, Xie Yan was more important than herself.
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