Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion Chapter 116 - I'll Sell This Sword For 100,000 Spiritual Rocks. Who Wants It?

Chapter 116: I’ll Sell This Sword For 100,000 Spiritual Rocks. Who Wants It?

Han Muye turned his head and saw a young man in a white robe with a green sword hanging from his waist. He had a faint smile on his face.

“So it’s Young Master Changsun Su of the Fenglin Sword Sect.”

The black-robed old man by the wooden platform smiled and cupped his hands at the young man who had spoken.

“Is Young Master Changsun also interested in this sword?”

Hearing the old man’s words, the white-robed young man, Zhangsun Su, glanced at Han Muye and chuckled. “Master Sun Tu, don’t provoke me. This sword is not a precious treasure.”

As he spoke, he looked at Han Muye and said, “Brother, this old man’s name is s.h.i.+ Suntu. He’s a rogue cultivator who roams the world to attract customers.

He’s used to judging people.

Although this sword is a little made of tungsten, it’s not really expensive.”

Han Muye nodded and cupped his hands. “Thank you.”

Changsun Su smiled and nodded, then turned around and went elsewhere.

Han Muye turned around and saw s.h.i.+ Suntu’s sullen face.

“Young Master, are you looking for a good sword?”

s.h.i.+ Suntu looked at Han Muye and smiled. Then he pointed at a few wooden platforms not far away and said, “I’ll accompany Young Master to take a look.”

Han Muye did not refuse and followed him to the wooden platform.

“This sword is called Hos.h.i.+. When he attacked, there was starlight flas.h.i.+ng in the sword. It could be said that the sword moved the galaxy.”

s.h.i.+ Suntu pushed the cultivators around the wooden platform to the side and said to Han Muye, “This sword is suitable for you, Young Master.”

The surrounding cultivators turned to look at Han Muye and then at the sword.

There were many such businesses in any market.

Don’t believe him, but don’t offend him either. His words had disrupted his business.

There might be a considerable force behind these solicitors.

Han Muye stepped forward, reached for the hilt, and gently unsheathed his sword.

The sword light flashed, and there were indeed traces of starlight.

Seeing Han Muye draw his sword, joy flashed across s.h.i.+ Suntu’s face.

“Senior, how did you determine that this sword is suitable for me?”

Han Muye waved his sword and spoke softly.

Seeing Han Muye casually swing his sword, Master Sun Tu’s eyes lit up. Then, he smiled and said, “Young Master, you’re handsome. Isn’t this sword s.h.i.+ning with starlight?”

Han Muye’s arm paused, and he extended his sword forward. “This sword is three feet and five inches long. It clearly doesn’t match my arm length and height.”

“This sword has been smelted with three to five taels of Star Brilliance Stone. It actually makes the sword extremely fragile and can’t fight against experts at all.”

Han Muye’s words made the smile on s.h.i.+ Suntu’s face freeze.

The surrounding cultivators were also stunned.

A person who could say how many spiritual materials were mixed in the sword in his hand must have an extraordinary cultivation in refining weapons.

Han Muye sheathed his sword and turned to leave.

s.h.i.+ Suntu hesitated for a moment before following.

“I thought this Nebula Sword was a good sword, but it turns out it’s only good for show.”

“Indeed. I heard that this sword is from the Cao Family. Is that all?”

“Don’t talk about the Cao family. It’s said that the Cao family’s sword inheritance will probably be broken if the Cao family’s master loses his arm.”

Behind him, the discussion continued.

Of course, Han Muye knew that this sword was refined by the Cao family.

However, the person who refined it was not the head of the Cao Family, but a junior disciple.

Because the Cao family’s legitimate grandson had gone missing, the Cao family had no choice but to nurture a few illegitimate children.

This Nebula Sword’s refinement method was ordinary.

However, three taels of Glorious Star Stones were worth 8,000 spiritual rocks.

After looking at a few more treasures on the wooden platform, Han Muye finally found a treasure that could be given to the Mu family’s ancestor.

It was a bamboo root.

It was only two feet long, and the spiritual energy on it was converged. It was golden with a hint of green.

Green Spirit Bamboo.

A spiritual medicine that could refine Heart Cleansing Pills.

The vitality in this bamboo root had yet to dissipate. In the hands of a great alchemy cultivator, it could nurture new buds.

If he could nurture a Green Spirit Bamboo shoot, the value of this bamboo root would increase tenfold.

How many spiritual rocks it was worth was secondary. The key was that this item was considered a good accessory for alchemy cultivators.

“Clang, clang, clang—”

A crisp bell rang and a side door opened. A few attendants in green robes came forward and invited everyone to the attic hall.

The auction was held there.

Han Muye and Lin Shen walked over, and s.h.i.+ Suntu followed.

The hall was wide, and rows of seats were arranged neatly.

There were also array formations in the hall that made it difficult for divine sense to detect.

Many people who did not want to reveal their ident.i.ties were already sitting in their seats with hoods over their heads.

When Han Muye and the others arrived at the lobby, Bai Suzhen was already waiting with Sheng Ke and Manager He.

“Senior Brother Han, is there anything you like?” Bai Suzhen seemed to have negotiated a good deal, and the smile on her face did not decrease.

Han Muye nodded.

The shopkeeper of the Yuntai Immortal Pavilion had already walked onto the stage and sent the first item up.

Han Muye casually found a seat and sat down. Bai Suzhen chuckled and sat beside him.

Lin Shen wanted to sit beside Han Muye, but Master Suntu leaned over and occupied the seat.

Lin Shen glared at him and sat behind Han Muye.

Sheng Ke bowed slightly and stood behind Bai Suzhen.

Manager He chuckled and sat on the other side of Bai Suzhen.

He was an Earth Realm expert, so he was naturally qualified to sit beside Bai Suzhen.

On the stage, the shopkeeper of the Yuntai Immortal Pavilion began to introduce the first item. The first item was a good Dharma artifact fan.

Many people were interested in this Dharma artifact. The starting price was 1,000 spiritual rocks, and the price was raised to 15,000 spiritual rocks. In the end, it was won by an old man sitting in the hall.

He heard that this old man was an elder of a sect.

The rogue cultivators sighed. Who could afford more than 15,000 spiritual rocks?

The next few treasures were raised in price and were sold at two to three thousand spiritual rocks.

Han Muye had no interest in any of this.

“The sword below is a masterpiece of the Cao family.”

On the stage, the shopkeeper shouted. He raised his palm and pulled out the sword in front of him.

“Clang—”

The sword light shone with starlight, creating a scene of confusion.

Below the stage, many people’s eyes lit up.

s.h.i.+ Suntu, who was sitting beside Han Muye, curled his lips.

“This sword is called Nebula. When it strikes, starlight will flash.” The shopkeeper shook off the sword shadows a few times before returning the sword to its sheath.

“The starting price is 1,000 spiritual rocks.”

The people below looked at each other. After a while, someone spoke and began to increase the price.

It was just that the bids were more cautious. In the end, the price did not go above 3,000 spiritual rocks.

“The Cao family’s sword shouldn’t be worth this much,” Manager He said softly.

Back then, when Han Muye helped Lu Qingping choose a sword, he had sold it for tens of thousands of spiritual rocks.

“When a sword cultivator chooses a sword, his first choice is that it’s handy and practical.

This sword is luxurious and dazzling, but it’s not practical.”

Not far away, an old man in a gray robe spoke in a low voice.

Beside him, the young man in a brocade robe was about to make a bid, but he finally lowered his head.

“Your comments just now have already spread. This sword can’t be sold for a high price.” s.h.i.+ Suntu, who was beside Han Muye, shook his head and said in a low voice.

“Oh? How did Senior Brother Han evaluate this sword?” Bai Suzhen asked curiously.

s.h.i.+ Suntu chuckled and repeated Han Muye’s comments.

Bai Suzhen nodded. Shopkeeper He, who was at the side, smiled and said, “Young Master Han’s judgment has always been amazing.”

Sheng Ke, who was standing behind Bai Suzhen, also looked at Han Muye.

As expected, there were also people whispering about Han Muye’s evaluation of this sword.

On the stage, the expression of the shopkeeper of the Yuntai Immortal Pavilion changed slightly. Then he smiled and said, “This sword is a good work of the Cao family’s rising star. Perhaps there are some flaws, but if you treasure it for a period of time, its value might multiply.”

As soon as he finished speaking, someone below the stage said, “Cao Anchun, the head of the Cao family, has lost his arm, and the grandson of the Cao family has gone missing. From the looks of it, the Cao family is probably going to decline.”

These words made the expression of the shopkeeper of the Yuntai Immortal Pavilion freeze.

“Who said that our Cao family is going to decline?”

The second-floor window on the side of the lobby was pushed open. Cao’e, who had a cold expression, looked down.

“It’s Miss Cao. She’s here too.”

“It’s said that this Miss Sun is the top of the Cao Family’s younger generation.”

The chatter below rose again.

“Hehe, even if Miss Cao is here, if this sword can’t be refined, how can it be fake?”

“This sword is mixed with Star Brilliance Stone, making the sword look bright on the surface but it’s actually fragile. Miss Cao, do you admit it?”

Below, a loud voice could be heard.

Cao’e said nothing.

Beside her, the faces of the Cao Family youths turned red, but they could not speak.

This sword was indeed extremely fragile.

However, this vulnerability also depended on what kind of sword it was compared to. Compared to ordinary mortal weapons, this sword was still very advantageous.

However, Cao’e could not explain herself.

“Hehe, the Cao family, as expected—”

Before the voice below could finish speaking, someone suddenly said, “Someone offered 5,000 spiritual rocks for this sword.”

5,000.

This price was almost double the previous price.

Everyone froze and turned to look at the bidding spot.

“It’s the person brought by the eldest daughter of the Bai family.”

“Which eldest daughter of the Bai family?”

“That little G.o.d of Fortune. It’s said that she has a supreme-grade pill that’s hard to find in half of the Western Frontier.”

Discussions erupted again.

Cao’e looked over and was stunned when she saw Han Muye bidding.

“Senior Brother Han…”

Bai Suzhen turned to look at Han Muye.

“Why? Does Senior Brother Han want to save some face for the Cao Family?”

Han Muye shook his head and said, “That’s not the case. This sword is worth this price.”

Hearing him speak, many people nearby shook their heads.

As expected, rich people did not have good judgment.

“Didn’t you say before that this sword was very bad?”

s.h.i.+ Suntu looked at Han Muye curiously.

At this moment, the shopkeeper on the stage asked a few more questions, but no one else bid for it. The sword had been decided, and Han Muye took it for 5,000 spiritual rocks.

“This sword wasn’t refined very well.” Han Muye stood up and walked towards the stage.

“But it was made of 150 grams of Star Brilliance Stone. It’s worth nearly 10,000 spiritual rocks.”

Han Muye’s voice was not soft, and everyone around heard him.

Star Brilliance Stone.

Right!

Many people looked dejected.

Three taels of Star Brilliance Stone were worth nearly 10,000 spiritual rocks.

If he bought this sword with 5,000 spiritual rocks, he could still make a profit of 5,000 spiritual rocks.

Han Muye walked onto the stage, counted out a stack of middle-grade spiritual rocks, and handed them to a servant. Then he went to the shopkeeper and took the sword.

“Looks like this brother knows how to refine weapons.”

Someone below the stage smiled and spoke.

“The Cao Family’s sword refinement is still not good. It’s just that they have enough materials.”

“The Cao family’s refining skills are nothing much.”

Hearing these people’s words, Han Muye held the sword that he was about to put away.

“The Cao family’s refining skills are not good?”

He spoke calmly as he swept his gaze around the stage and then looked at Cao’e, who was looking pale on the second floor not far away.

“I’ll sell this sword for 100,000 spiritual rocks. Who wants it?”

As soon as Han Muye said this, the entire lobby fell silent.

Everyone looked at him as if he were an idiot.