Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion Chapter 1967: 813, betting all possessions, White Tiger Battle Saber

Chapter 1967: 813, betting all possessions, White Tiger Battle Saber

“Boom”

Lu Zixu slapped down with his palm, and the golden light around the ma.s.sive rock within a radius of nine feet fluctuated.

Layer upon layer of light golden sh.e.l.ls fell off, revealing the golden patterns seeping through within.

“Liuyun Gold-Translucent Flower, this, this is actually Yutang Golden Marrow!”

“Such a large piece of Yutang Golden Marrow, the market price is at least two billion origin coins.”

“It’s skyrocketing.”

Surrounding voices echoed.

The masters of treasure appraisal seated on the high platform also turned their heads to look towards Guo Jintang.

This guy, his luck is so good.

“It truly is Yutang Golden Marrow.” Inside the Pavilion of the Furnace Platform Hall, Sun Meng smashed his fist into his palm, bitterly saying, “This Lu Zixu has run into dog-s.h.i.+t luck.”

“If I had increased the bid just now…”

The face of the black-robed senior brother beside him darkened slightly.

It was he who had stopped Sun Meng from placing a higher bid.

“No way, is it really Yutang Golden Marrow?” Shocked voices came from the pavilion of the Shangguan Family.

“Is this guy sharp, or is his luck against the heavens?” An elite from the Shangguan Family turned his head and curiously asked.

Yutang Golden Marrow could earn a billion.

The amount earned didn’t matter, but at least Lu Zixu had made a splash this time.

For cultivators, being shrewd was a strength, while having against-the-heavens luck was fortune, both strength and fortune were the foundation for a cultivator’s progress.

All the chances in the world are for those who are favored by the Heavenly Dao and able to seize them.

“Miss Yuqin, you’ve lost,” Lu Zixu’s voice rang out below.

Countless divine senses probed towards the Shangguan Family’s pavilion.

Shangguan Hong chuckled and waved his hand.

A golden light enveloped the entire pavilion.

All probing divine senses were blocked and sent back the way they came.

Because it was trivial to probe regarding appraising the treasure.

But at this point, since it was about a bet and an alliance through marriage, these people who came to snoop unnecessarily, Shangguan Hong naturally took action to block them.

The figures seated in the pavilions weren’t angered even though they had their soul detection blocked by Shangguan Hong.

This wasn’t a big deal after all.

Shangguan Yuqin clenched her teeth, pulled a hairpin off her head, and tossed it out of the pavilion.

Lu Zixu laughed heartily and took the hairpin in his hands.

“Brother Li, I’ve obtained the token from the young miss of the Shangguan Family. I’ll let you have this piece of Yutang Golden Marrow; just transfer my share of the origin coins to me,” Lu Zixu said while turning around, attracting sidelong glances from many people.

Not only was the Yutang Golden Marrow valuable, but it could also be used as material for refining a Primordial Chaos Battle Puppet, making it desired by many great powers.

Its value couldn’t be fully measured by just origin coins.

Lu Zixu giving the Yutang Golden Marrow to Li Changyun showed that he was not one who cared about wealth.

This kind of magnanimity certainly caught the attention of many people.

“No wonder the Shangguan Family took a liking to this lad.”

“Tsk tsk, to return with a beauty and even earn a dowry, this guy’s luck isn’t bad at all.”

Even Lu Dongju’s gaze towards Lu Zixu was tinged with a hint of a different color.

Li Changyun smiled as he collected the Yutang Golden Marrow, then returned to the pavilion with Lu Zixu.

At this moment, the second item for appraisal was already placed on the high platform.

It was an object that resembled a long saber, pitch black throughout.

Lu Dongju introduced that this object was retrieved from an ancient battlefield, and since it was wrapped in a strange power, what was inside couldn’t be recognized.

Light screens above showed the patterns on the exterior of the object.

“Eh, could this possibly be spiritual symbols leaked from Golden Flame?” Lu Zixu raised his eyebrows upon returning to the pavilion, “If it’s a Golden Flame Battle Saber, that’s worth at least a hundred million origin coins.”

He turned his head to look at Han Muye, only to see Han Muye looking indifferent.

“What, does Brother Han think this isn’t Golden Flame patterns coming through?”

Below, on the high platform, Lu Dongju’s voice traveled up, “According to the performance of the appraisal masters on stage just now, the Treasure Appraisal Convention has set a consultation rate for them, and everyone is free to choose.”

As his words concluded, streaks of golden light appeared on the light screens.

The highest was Guo Jintang, asking for one piece of information cost three hundred thousand origin coins.

The lowest were several masters with a rate of fifty thousand for a single piece of information.

Of course, this price wasn’t set in stone. Later on, if someone continuously performed exceptionally, identifying treasures precisely, naturally they could raise their consultation fee.

Almost instantly, strands of golden light flew towards the high platform below.

Everyone was choosing to request a consultation.

At a glance, at least three hundred strands of spiritual light fell on Guo Jintang.

That’s one billion origin coins!

What a true f***ing profit.

The rest of the masters also had some spiritual light falling on them, more or less.

“Master Guo’s consultation fee is three hundred thousand; obviously, Master Han’s price cannot be less than this,” Lu Zixu said playfully, laying a jade token in front of Han Muye, who was at the long table.

“This is a five hundred thousand origin coin settlement card from the Yuntang Treasure Pavilion.”

“What do you say, Master Han, care to give a review?”

In truth, to Han Muye or for Lu Zixu, five hundred thousand origin coins meant nothing.

But it was a bit awkward to ask Han Muye to give a review outright.

Friends.h.i.+p is friends.h.i.+p, business is business.

Han Muye might not care about this small sum of origin coins, but Lu Zixu had to offer it.

Of course, if it really was some treasure, Lu Zixu naturally wouldn’t compete with Han Muye over it.

He couldn’t outcompete him either.

Inside the pavilion, the others curiously looked towards Han Muye.

Below, flickering spiritual lights had already begun bidding.

However, without Lu Dongju pointing it out, no one could see those offers.

“Golden Flame can indeed radiate out from the treasure itself, but not like this.”

“This level of radiation is from outside to inside, it’s not Golden Flame; it’s Infinite Sky Fire,” Han Muye sat in place, his expression calm.