Qu Niang carefully took the sword, which seemed both good and evil, out of the wooden box. Her voice was as gentle as the song of an oriole as she slowly explained, "According to the master, the original meaning of forging this sword was to protect one's companions, and this will never change."
"Kill everything, just to protect!"
When everyone heard this, their expressions varied.
Most people who practice cultivation live for themselves, pursuing the path to immortality and the pinnacle of power. Few people would want to protect others.
Seeing their gloomy expressions, Qu Niang smiled and said, "Don't underestimate this Unyielding Sword. Although it is only a demigod-level sword, it can gradually become stronger as its owner's strength increases. It will soon become a divine sword. Who knows, it may even give birth to a sword spirit in a few decades. In short, it is a sword that can be upgraded."
Hearing this, everyone's eyes gradually became hot.
There are very few swords that can upgrade with their masters, and there are only a handful of weapon refiners in the world today who can forge such a spiritual weapon.
No matter whether it guards or not, as long as it is strong, it’s fine!
The curve of Qu Niang's lips deepened, and she looked ahead with bright eyes. "The reserve price for this Unchanging Sword is 150 million red jades. This is the only spiritual sword that can be promoted today. If you're slow, it will be gone."
"Two hundred million rubies!"
Many sword cultivators bid frantically, wishing they could spend all their wealth.
The sound of applause never ceased.
At this moment, Mo Jing, who was in the private room on the fifth floor, had goose bumps all over his body. He looked up at Yu Qiu and said with a tone of disgust: "Sao Qiu, you can't be so cheesy. You don't have to say in public that you want to protect us."
Yu Qiu's forehead throbbed a few times, and he couldn't help but kick Mo Jing with his leg, "Get lost."
"Hahaha..." Mu Yin laughed with glee.
Yun Zheng and the others couldn't help laughing.
The auction of the Undying Sword has been at a stalemate, and the price has soared to 300 million rubies.
This is already a sky-high price for ordinary cultivators.
Now there are only three boxes calling for action, two of the voices are obviously from young men, and the other is from a young woman.
Yun Zheng listened to their shouting and felt that all three voices were somewhat familiar. The figures of two people gradually emerged in her mind.
The male voice in box 403 belonged to Rong Ming, the young master of the Chixiao Shenfeng Palace.
The male voice in Box 407 seemed to be the male student Sima Xun whom I had met in the Sweeping Secret Realm... ahem, the Spiritualization Secret Realm.
She remembered Sima Xun because of his golden hair and his silly and naive personality.
At this time, Sima Xun's voice came from the box, "Interesting, really interesting, I'll offer 320 million red jades."
Everyone's mouths twitched: "..." They've heard the word 'interesting' so many times. Can you use a different word?!
At this time, a cold female voice slowly came from Box 408, "Three hundred and thirty million rubies!"
Rong Ming said coldly: "Four hundred million!"
Sima Xun gritted his teeth and said, "It's boring, it's really boring. I want to pay 410 million red jades!"
The female voice said calmly, "Four hundred and one hundred and one million rubies."
Rong Ming, who was in box 403, fixed his gaze on the Unyielding Sword. A complex and dark expression flashed through his eyes. He continued to raise the price without hesitation: "Five hundred million rubies!"
When he said this, everyone in the audience was stunned.
This semi-god-level spirit sword is worth at most 400 million rubies, but Rong Ming directly bid up to 500 million rubies. How can this not be shocking?
The elders of the Scarlet Sky Divine Wind Hall were also shocked and hurried to Rong Ming's side to persuade him, "Young Master, please do not act on impulse. Although this Unchanging Sword is good, it is not worth 500 million red jades!"
"Young Master, if you like this sword, we can kill the buyer of this Unyielding Sword later, then..." Did we succeed?
Before he finished speaking, Rong Ming turned around and glanced coldly at the elder.
"I'm the Young Master of the Scarlet Sky Divine Wind Palace. I can't even afford a sword, so I'm trying to rob it. If this gets out, won't the world laugh at me? Fourth Elder, do you want my father to be laughed at, or do you want this Young Master to be laughed at?"
His words were sharp and hit the nail on the head.
The Fourth Elder laughed awkwardly a few times and said apologetically, "Young Master, it was my fault for not thinking things through."
The moment Rong Ming turned his head, the Fourth Elder's old face suddenly showed disdain and ridicule, and he cursed in his heart, "What a useless heir who can only ruin the family."
The other elders had different expressions. Seeing that Rong Ming was determined to auction the Unyielding Sword, they stopped trying to persuade him.
As expected, once the auction price of 500 million red jades was announced, Sima Xun and the mysterious woman had no choice but to give up their thoughts.
Qu Niang was in a very happy mood, and her tone was much lighter. "Congratulations to the guest in Box 403. He had such a discerning eye that he bought this Unyielding Sword at the auction for 500 million red jades."
Hearing this, Rong Ming stared at the Unchanging Sword, and couldn't help but think of that sentence in his mind:
"Protecting your companions will never change!"
He lowered his eyes, the corners of his mouth twitching with a hint of bitterness. He had auctioned the sword just for this one sentence. His heart was in turmoil. It seemed that he had no one or anything to protect...
No one will protect him.
His father treated him as nothing more than a chess piece and puppet, his mother died early, his grandmother, the only one who loved him, was brutally murdered by his father, and his brother... never even looked him in the eye.
Many people approach him for the so-called benefits.
…
The Fengyun team never thought that the person who bought the Buyu Sword would be Young Master Rong Ming.
Their impression of Rong Ming still remained at the time when he was sweeping the secret realm, and he stood there in the cold wind night after night just to save face.
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