Chapter 192

Yu Tu was holding the broken pieces in deep thought. The little fox did not speak either. The Sound of All Things fell into a strange silence.

The lots outside the “floor-to-ceiling windows” flowed like water, one by one into the hands of the buyers, all the way to the last four pages.

The previous auctioneer has disappeared, and a new one has come. In the perception of Nevernight, the stars flowing in the mystery have dimmed by more than half, leaving only a few items - the items on the last four pages seem to have screened the qualifications for participation.

Most of the people in the VIP rooms were aware of this subtle and silent change, except Gu Hongying and Robert in the [Sea Palace], who were completely unaware.

"When did Mr. Buyehou go to the Sound of All Things?" Gu Hongying was curious and worried. "Did something happen?"

Robert was also very curious, but they were also subtly a little scared when they were asked to call the Voice of All Things - they had not forgotten everything that had happened in the Old Court.

Gu Hongying complained quietly: "It can't be that the senior is here to clean up our mess again..."

Robert patted him on the shoulder and said, "This is an auction. All the items have been strictly inspected. How can there be any rotten stalls to clean up?"

Gu Hongying pondered for a while and agreed: "You are right!"

"The first of the four lots has come out!" Robert called out to Gu Hongying from the French window, "It's actually an oriental-style sword!"

This time, the lot was displayed without transparent bubbles. The lot was inserted diagonally on a stone, looking a bit old.

Its introduction is posted on "Floor-to-ceiling Window":

[Kunwu Sword]

It is forged from bronze from Mount Kunwu. Its blade is light green, and its glow is like red fire. It is smelted with the blood and flesh of insects. It can dispel nightmares and repel evil spirits.

Note: The magic sword has no spirit. 】

Robert read out its name word by word: "Kunwu Sword?"

"It's actually made of bronze from Kunwu Mountain..." Gu Hongying stood in front of the French window and looked at the sword inserted diagonally into the stone on the auction table, his eyes seemed to be shining, "Could this be one of the Eight Swords?"

According to historical legends, after offering sacrifices to the gods of Kunwu Mountain and following the energy of the eight directions of heaven and earth, one can forge eight swords, namely Sun Covering, Water Cutting, Soul Turning, Suspending Sword, Shocking Niu, Soul Exterminating, Evil Expelling and True Steel.

Gu Hongying aspires to be a swordsman, so he is naturally familiar with all the precious swords in myths and legends and historical records.

When the Kunwu Sword was put on display, Gu Hongying couldn't take his eyes off it.

The auctioneer’s introduction was just right at this point. This Kunwu Sword was not one of the Eight Swords, but a piece of undiscovered red copper left after the Eight Swords were cast. Over the years, it was washed by the energy of heaven and earth, and then by chance, the catfish in Kunwu Mountain fell and died where the sword embryo was, completing the last step of casting the sword.

Gu Hongying looked at the overly demanding starting price and muttered to himself, "It's all a gimmick to sell the sword... Don't be fooled... Don't be fooled..."

Robert waved his hand in front of Gu Hongying's eyes and whispered, "When you say this, why don't you look away first?"

Gu Hongying blinked, turned his head and said to him sadly: "You don't understand the attraction of this kind of magic sword to sword cultivators!"

"I really don't understand." Robert counted on his fingers, "But I know that even if I sold all the gold in my vault, it wouldn't be enough to participate in the auction."

Gu Hongying: “…Ah?”

The small safe you mentioned...is a real safe!

In [Palace on the Sea], Gu Hongying was very happy, but after hanging the king's lantern, they bought the [True Dreamland] produced by the Anthony family. Even though this was the cheapest way, after the two of them shared the cost, the nearly six-digit handling fee still made Gu Hongying tremble with pain.

The Hanging King Lantern is really expensive!

Thinking of this, Gu Hongying calmed down and forced himself to take his eyes off the Kunwu Sword. The bidding for the Kunwu Sword had reached a fever pitch, and many people offered bids for items that Gu Hongying had never heard of before.

Gu Hongying: “…”

He is such a poor human being.

The [Palace on the Sea] where Wang Deng was hung was basically just a sideshow this time, but in the room where Xie Jianwei was, named [Yao Ling An Zang], a small cross-domain teleportation array attached to the invitation letter was opened. At the other end of the teleportation array, the breath of ice and snow was roaring, and the Lord of Kunlun Mountain, Shi Xu, came in the wind and snow.

They stood side by side in front of the "floor-to-ceiling window" of [Yao Ling An Zang], and the Kunwu sword was reflected in Xie Jianwei's eyes: "A Xu, have you really thought it through?"

She said: "Once you buy this sword, there is no going back."

Shi Xu's face was expressionless, or rather, no one could tell what she was thinking from her expression. She was also a sword cultivator, but her expression when she looked at the Kunwu Sword was not as pure joy as Gu Hongying's. She seemed to be just looking at an object, without liking or disliking it, but with a vast expanse of ice and snow:

"Since Bu Hua Gu chose Xiao Wan, there is no turning back."

"Go ahead," she said.

Xie Jian sighed slightly, but she couldn't explain why she sighed, as she had known this day would come.

She pressed the button to join the auction. She thought about the temporary extra round and the fragment with the aura of corruption. Sometimes she wondered whether their hard struggle was also a part of their destiny.

"That kid is here too." Xie Jianwei came here for the Kunwu Sword from the beginning, so he was naturally prepared to pay a high price to get it. "This semester will end soon, and he will go to Kunlun after the summer vacation."

What she wanted to ask more was——

Xu, are you ready to meet him?

But she didn't ask in the end.

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The auction for the Kunwu Sword ended, and it went to Yaoling Anzang at a jaw-dropping price. The three items that followed were also strange in their own ways.

One is also a guqin made of paulownia wood, but it has no strings; one is also a burning torch, but it is a sword; the last one is a large stone that looks like an ordinary stone that can be picked up from the Gobi Beach.

When the stringless violin came out, the little fox suddenly said, "That's a useless violin made by the fat chicken."

Yu Tu guessed that the "big fat chicken" in the little fox's mouth should refer to the phoenix, but whether it was recorded in ancient books or the information told by teachers in school, the phoenixes in them all had graceful bodies and gorgeous feathers, which was difficult to match with the name "big fat chicken".

Anyway, because of the barrier created by the little fox, the other three people in the room couldn't hear anything. The little fox also assumed that he was in a state of amnesia, so Yu Tu simply took this opportunity to ask directly: "The big fat chicken you are talking about, do you mean the phoenix?"

"It seems you really forgot." The little fox gave a short laugh. "Before, you would not allow me to call it Big Fat Chicken, saying that I was so rude."

These words sound full of resentment, and the unpleasant feeling after thousands of years is still there.

Yu Tu subconsciously asked back: "Didn't you do anything?"

"Hmph~" The little fox poked his claws out from the pattern on the mask and opened a flower nonchalantly, but the tip of the claws flashing with cold light could be seen at the front of the flower. "What can I do to the big fat chicken?"

It's nothing more than catching chickens with beautiful feathers all over the mountains and eating them in front of it.

While they were talking, the stringless harp had already been auctioned off for a high price. The little fox stared at the tips of his claws, as if he had been mesmerized by them for a moment: "Aren't you going to participate in the auction?"

Yu Tu: “…”

There are indeed many valuable antiques in the teahouse, and it is no exaggeration to say that many of them are worth a fortune, but the Marquis of Buye himself... really doesn't have much money.

The little fox wiggled its ears back and forth, looking happy but also a little unhappy: "The Big Fat Chicken must have left all its valuable things for you, so it's normal that you look down on a useless piano."

As the little fox was talking, it seemed to get angry. It stretched out its little claws, leaving several deep scratches on the table. Then it rolled its eyes, which turned into patterns on the mask again. The two dull gems on the mask, which looked like fox eyes, glowed, making it look alive.

It's like two normal people are chatting, and one of them turns emo and then isolates himself/herself.

The auction of the stringless harp was over, and the sword that looked like a burning torch also had a buyer. In the end, the only thing left was the ordinary big stone. The introduction of the big stone had a vague feeling that could only be understood but not expressed in words.

[[Stone of Destiny]

Maybe one day someone will step on it and it will roar, which may be recognition or not.

Note: In the torrent of fate, it is just a stone. 】

An existence that is very abstract from the auction items to the introductions.

The four lots are not arranged in order of value, but the [Stone of Destiny] is indeed the largest of the four lots.

Its appearance is abstract, and its introduction is also abstract. Yu Tu can even feel that the perceptions of many people among the "stars" that remain are briefly staying on the stone.

How to say it?

If they had not confirmed that the auction house would not use a real ordinary stone as the final large axis, many people would probably really think that this stone was picked up randomly from the roadside.

Names have weight. The word "destiny" is not something an ordinary stone can bear.

The starting prices of each of the last four mysterious items were not low. The competition for the first three items was fierce, and the [Stone of Destiny] was a bit left out. Although there was still competition, it was not as strong as the previous ones. The one with the highest bid in the first round turned out to be [Fei Guang Bu Du] where Di Changqing was.

Di Changqing was sitting on the sofa in a very ungraceful manner, throwing grapes into his mouth one by one. He also scanned the stone with his senses, but after scanning it three times, he still couldn't figure out what was so "strange" about this ordinary stone. However, this did not hinder his determination to take a picture of the stone.

———Anyway, the old stuff will be reimbursed, and he doesn’t have to spend any money himself. It’s just that this item… is a little bit expensive.

But it doesn't matter, Di Changqing thought.

I really can't tell that it's just that the old thing has no good eyesight. Just leave it here to sharpen its claws or dry its scales. It's no big deal.

The second round of bidding began, and Di Changqing decisively raised the price. After three rounds of auction, this [Stone of Destiny], which was abstract in every aspect and looked a bit like a fraud, fell into Di Changqing's hands.

When the [Stone of Destiny] was delivered, Di Changqing first knocked it with his hand, then kicked it with his legs, and then was almost tripped by his own hidden tail. He curled his lips, pasted several talismans to make the stone light, and then quickly packed up the stone and passed it to the "old thing" in his mouth.

Also sent over was the sky-high auction bill that needed to be reimbursed.