Tuanzi's gaze made her unconsciously wonder if Xinghen had lost control again.
Feng Su responded almost immediately.
Yu Yan finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"Yes, disciple understands!" Feng Su quickly replied.
He was overjoyed, as if afraid that someone else would snatch the sword away, and immediately raised the price after the previous bid.
Ling Chen clicked his tongue lightly.
He was incredibly envious!
Yu Yan listened quietly, but her thoughts wandered once again.
She never expected that her impulsive decision to come along would lead to such a discovery.
Yu Liu Sword.
The sword carried by Feng Su's biggest rival in love in the early part of the book.
Don't be fooled by the sword's pure and elegant appearance; it is actually both righteous and wicked.
The Yu Liu Sword was the masterpiece of Wu Yun, a master weapon refiner from a thousand years ago, and also the last weapon he refined before his ascension.
In the storyline, the Yu Liu Sword is taken away by the head of the Fang family, one of the five great families.
Later, the head of the Fang family gave the sword to his newborn son, Fang Sheng.
Fang Sheng later joined the Wan Zhao Sect, and his cultivation level was once neither higher nor lower than Feng Su's.
The other party and Su Ruoruo were childhood sweethearts, and later he openly pursued her.
Fang Sheng caused Feng Su a lot of trouble.
Just how bad was their relationship?
Even someone as righteous and selfless as Feng Su would likely find himself seeking out Fang Sheng for a fight.
Yu Yan's eyes flickered slightly, and she gave Tuanzi a teasing look.
Yu Liujian, she will bid for him today.
She was determined to make the plot twist into a complete mess.
Their private room was directly opposite the downstairs area.
The head of the Fang family sighed softly.
"Forget it, forget it, I can't win."
“Patriarch, the upstairs room is a private room belonging to the Cangmiao Sect. They probably wouldn’t be short of a magic artifact. The young master is about to be born, and you’ve finally found a gift you like. Why don’t you talk to them?”
The servant stared at Yu Liujian with deep regret.
Originally, no one was competing with them anymore.
But then, the people from the Cangmiao Sect suddenly attacked.
The head of the Fang family pondered for a while after listening.
"Yes, the patriarch will talk to them after the auction."
It's not that he can't produce spirit stones.
However, the other party remained firm in their offer, and the price had far exceeded his expectations.
...
"Four million spirit stones per time—"
"Four million spirit stones twice—"
"Four million spirit stones three times!"
"make a deal!"
...
Feng Su smiled and turned to look at Yu Yan, only to find that she was looking at him.
"Thank you, Master!"
The boy's features seemed to be adorned with stars, but unfortunately, he was wearing a mask, so all that could be seen were his phoenix eyes that shimmered with light.
I don't know why.
Tuanzi's happy mood seemed to have affected her.
Yu Yan couldn't help but laugh.
It seems she has gained another reason to cut off the sword.
Ling Chen rubbed the storage ring on his finger with relief.
Thankfully, Martial Aunt Yan arrived.
Even if he emptied his savings, he could only come up with three million spirit stones...
Knock knock knock
There was a knock on the door.
A hint of interest flashed in Yu Yan's eyes.
"It's been delivered so quickly?" Ling Chen frowned.
When he opened the door, the figure of the middle-aged man came into view.
Feng Su immediately became alert.
"I apologize for disturbing you fellow cultivators."
The Fang family head addressed him as "fellow Daoist," not "young friend."
Almost the instant Ling Chen opened the door, he sensed an extremely powerful aura emanating from the private room.
That was the oppressive aura of the late Mahayana stage.
He couldn't reach it yet.
He dared not unleash his divine sense to investigate until he entered the door and saw Yu Yan, at which point a hint of surprise flashed across the Fang family head's eyes.
"So it's Venerable Yan." The Fang family head became even more cautious.
He couldn't help but wonder whether coming up here was the right or wrong thing to do.
"What brings you here, Patriarch Fang?" Yu Yan asked with a faint smile.
She stroked her nails, her half-closed eyes revealing long, thick eyelashes that cast soft shadows in the light.
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