Long Yi swiped his card quickly and took the ancient sword in front of him. This ancient sword was indeed magical. As soon as he picked it up, he felt a sharp feeling that could cut hair, and a rich spiritual energy came to his face.
Duan Wensheng's face was full of gloating as he sarcastically said, "You idiot who spent 8 million to buy this broken sword? Cry if you want. No one will laugh at you."
Long Yi couldn't let go of the long sword in his hand. He stroked the sword and said, "Broken sword? Only a fool like you would say that."
Duan Wensheng's face immediately darkened. After all, he was an alchemist at the Xuan realm, and he had handled countless rare treasures. The long sword in front of him was obviously ordinary, but Long Yi praised it to the sky.
"Long Yi, if you say that, none of the appraisers at Lingxiao Pavilion have the same discerning eye as you. Only an unsophisticated bumpkin like you would consider a broken sword with a starting price of 500,000 as a treasure. And with all that rust on it, you'd need a tetanus shot if you accidentally cut your hand."
The three minions laughed in unison, their shrill laughter echoing throughout the auction hall.
Ling Lei frowned and stood up, saying, "Duan Wensheng, even the treasure appraisers of Lingxiao Pavilion can make mistakes sometimes. I believe that Brother Long must have his own unique insights when he bought this ancient sword."
Duan Wensheng sneered, "He has a bullshit opinion. He's just being stubborn. Long Yi, if you have the guts, then open everyone's eyes!"
Long Yi smiled slightly, "Then today I will show you what a magical weapon is."
After he finished speaking, he held the ancient sword across his body, and stroked it from the hilt to the tail with two fingers. After the Xuantian true energy left his body, it formed a high-frequency vibration wave.
The rusty shell of the ancient sword gradually fell off, and a long sword with a cold and sharp light came into view. As Long Yi shook his wrist, the long sword actually slashed out a cold light out of thin air, and a crack appeared on the leather seat in front.
The sword is about 70 centimeters long. The blade is made of top-grade meteorite iron and is as thin as a cicada's wing. It emits a faint cold light in the dim auction venue. The hilt is carved with a golden dragon, revealing endless majesty.
On the end of the hilt were carved four small, ancient characters in flowing strokes - Seven Star Dragon Abyss!
The people around were so stunned by the flashing sword light that they were speechless. It turned out that this was the true name of the ancient sword, and the rusty shell was just a disguise.
Ling Lei was especially horrified. Even the professional treasure appraiser of Lingxiao Pavilion had made a mistake, but Long Yi could actually discover the secret hidden in it.
Duan Wensheng was stunned, obviously not expecting the sword to have so much hidden secrets. However, he still said, "Even if it looks brand new inside, so what? You spent 8 million. This broken sword can only be used to cut vegetables after you take it home."
Long Yi did not respond, but smiled and reinserted half of the sword into the scabbard. Then he slightly turned the Xuantian Qi and pulled the sword out of the scabbard in a swish.
In an instant, a cold light flashed across the huge auction hall, and the sharp sound of breaking through the air echoed everywhere. The temperature around seemed to be affected by the sword energy, as if falling into an ice cave.
Some timid female guests were so frightened that they closed their eyes. The murderous aura of the sword was simply too strong.
A hint of heat flashed in Ling Lei's eyes. As a cultivator at the middle level of the Xuan realm, he certainly knew that the value represented by this long sword could no longer be measured by money.
"Brother Long, can you take this sword and let me see it?"
Long Yi readily handed the sword to Ling Lei, who examined it carefully for a moment before his expression changed drastically. He said in surprise:
"This is actually the Seven Star Dragon Abyss from seven hundred years ago! I never thought that I, Ling Lei, would actually get the Seven Star Dragon Abyss in my lifetime."
At this time, Ling Lei stroked the sword carefully, tears welling up in his eyes. After all, for a martial artist, it was a great honor to see the legendary magic weapon.
Silence! In the vast auction hall, you could hear a pin drop.
All the guests present were shocked by the name "Seven Star Dragon Abyss".
According to legend, the Seven-Star Dragon Abyss is a peerless divine weapon forged jointly by sword-making masters Ou Yezi and Gan Jiang. This sword is made of meteorite iron from outer space, its eyes are like frost and snow, and it combines hardness and softness. It is top-notch in both appearance and quality.
It is enough to rank in the top five on the list of magical weapons!
After observing for a long time, Ling Lei reluctantly returned the Seven-Star Dragon Abyss to Long Yi.
At this moment, the sound of high heels tapping on the ground was heard in the dark. A cold beauty in a black suit and short skirt walked in front of Long Yi. Her whole face looked as cold as the coldest winter.
It was the beautiful Ling Bingqian who had just given a speech before the auction, the head of Lingxiao Pavilion.
Ling Lei asked in confusion: "Sister, what are you doing down here?"
Ling Bingqian ignored Ling Lei and walked straight to Long Yi, saying softly, "Mr. Long, could you please sell me this Seven-Star Dragon Abyss? I'm willing to pay 100 million!"
When these words were spoken, the whole audience was shocked!
The sword that was bought for eight million was sold at more than ten times the price in less than a few minutes. It was such a huge profit!
Originally, everyone thought that Long Yi was the one who suffered the loss in the contest between the two, but now it seems that Duan Wensheng is the complete clown.
Unexpectedly, Long Yi firmly rejected Lin Bingqian's request without thinking.
The word "dragon" in the Seven Star Dragon Abyss has an inexplicable sense of familiarity with Long Yi, as if it is fate. No matter how much money he is offered, he is unwilling to sell this sword.
There was no surprise on Ling Bingqian's pretty face. She had just been testing Long Yi's judgment on the value of the Seven Star Dragon Abyss. Now it seemed that Long Yi was aware of the true value of the Seven Star Dragon Abyss.
Ling Bingqian raised her red lips in a charming angle, her almond-shaped eyes slightly tilted up, and she spoke again:
"Mr. Long, to be honest, I am a swordsman. If I can obtain this Seven-Star Dragon Abyss, I will be even more powerful. How about this, 800 million! This is all the funds I can mobilize."
Eight hundred million? The whole audience was shocked!
Bought for eight million and sold for eight hundred million, the value of this sword increased a thousand times in an instant, which is a huge profit!
Duan Wensheng stood aside, his old face had turned purple with anger. If he had known that the sword was the Seven Star Dragon Abyss, he would have bought it no matter what.
Unfortunately, it was too late now. The duck meat that was right in front of his mouth flew away. He felt so regretful that his teeth were itching.
Long Yi said calmly, "Miss Ling, from what I've observed, this sword isn't suitable for you. The Seven-Star Dragon Abyss is too overbearing, and the sword technique you cultivate tends to be light and delicate.
However, this Seven Star Dragon Abyss is a perfect match for me, so no matter how much you offer, I won't sell it."
A trace of disappointment appeared on Ling Bingqian's pretty face, and she said sadly, "Okay, but if you ever want to resell it later, feel free to contact me."
After saying that, she handed Long Yi a piece of paper with a phone number on it and left.
After Long Yi took the note, Ling Bingqian's pleasant fragrance still lingered on it.
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