"What?"
The middle-aged man stared at Fang Qiu in disbelief and asked, "They are all sixth-class swords?"
"Yes."
Fang Qiu nodded with certainty.
Over there.
The middle-aged man was dumbfounded.
Sixth-class swords!
Are you going to do wholesale business with so many sixth-class swords?
While he was shocked.
The middle-aged man hurriedly took out the Sword Testing Stone and placed the swords on it one by one. As a result, every time he placed a sword on it, the silvery thread-like energy would rush up quickly, surpassing the previous fifth grade's position and directly rushing to a position that was only one-third of the way to the top.
"Yes, yes … all of them!"
After testing one by one, the middle-aged man found that these twelve swords were all sixth-class swords and their Qi was very strong!
"Can these lower the service fee?"
Fang Qiu asked.
"Yes."
The middle-aged man thought for a moment and said, "I can help you reduce the service fee to 5%. If you have a seventh-class sword, I can even reduce it to 3%!"
After that.
The middle-aged man looked at Fang Qiu.
As a result, Fang Qiu clapped his right hand without saying anything.
Immediately, three more swords flew out!
"Well, there are more!"
The middle-aged man was shocked. He just said it casually, but he didn't expect that Fang Qiu really had more.
"Fifteen sixth-class swords, that's 5%. I can't lower it anymore."
The middle-aged man stared at Fang Qiu as if he was looking at a freak.
He didn't know where such a person came from.
How could he have so many swords!
"You may have misunderstood."
Fang Qiu put the three swords on the counter and said, "These three swords are seventh-class swords!"
"Oh."
The middle-aged man responded. His hand that had just grabbed the sword-testing stone suddenly stopped, then slowly turned to look at Fang Qiu and asked, "You, what did you say?"
"I said, these three swords are seventh-class swords."
Fang Qiu opened his mouth and said.
The middle-aged man was stunned.
Then he stopped asking and hurriedly took the sword-testing stone to test.
As a result, on this side.
As expected, he found that the silvery lines on the sword-testing stone had indeed rushed higher than before and reached the level of seventh-class swords.
"A seventh-class sword is 3%. Can three seventh-class swords be lower?"
After the middle-aged man finished the test, Fang Qiu asked with a smile.
"Two percent!"
The middle-aged man said very straightforwardly, and then deliberately tiptoed to look at the jade box on Fang Qiu's back. He found that there were still three lids that had not been opened, so he immediately asked, "Are there any more?"
"Yes."
Fang Qiu nodded and clapped again.
An eighth-class sword flew out and landed in Fang Qiu's hand.
"This, this is …?"
The middle-aged man stared at the sword in his hand and swallowed his saliva as he asked.
"Eighth-grade."
Fang Qiu smiled and handed the sword to the middle-aged man.
Hearing this.
Although the middle-aged man was already mentally prepared, his eyes still popped out when he heard the word "eighth grade".
He hurriedly reached out to take it.
He placed it on the Sword Testing Stone.
The silver line on the Sword Testing Stone rushed up and only stopped when it was just a little bit away from the peak.
"Eighth-class, it's really eighth-class."
The middle-aged man's voice began to tremble. He stared at the eighth-class sword in his hand and murmured excitedly, "How many years has it been? How many years has it not appeared in Wulin? An eighth-class … an eighth-class sword!" "Can the processing fee be lower?"
Fang Qiu asked in a timely manner.
"Two percent is already very low."
The middle-aged man looked at Fang Qiu eagerly.
"It's still too much. Why don't I go to other auction houses? Maybe I can get it for free."
Fang Qiu pretended to put away the sword.
"Don't!"
When the middle-aged man heard this, he reached out to stop Fang Qiu and said with gritted teeth, "One percent, just one percent will do, right?"
"That's more like it."
Fang Qiu nodded matter-of-factly.
He knew that the middle-aged man also knew that it was not a matter of price now, but of fame!
Not to mention how much these swords were worth.
It would be very famous if they were put up for auction.
If Fang Qiu really took these swords to other auction houses for auction, wouldn't it be a slap in the face for Chic Cloud Pavilion?
Chic Cloud Pavilion had always only sold the best things in Wulin. If these eighth-class swords fell into the hands of other auction houses, how could Chic Cloud Pavilion put its face?
Therefore, no matter what, these swords must be kept!
"When is the earliest time for the auction?"
After negotiating the handling fee, Fang Qiu asked directly.
"There will be one in a month."
The middle-aged man calculated and said, "I can help you arrange for all these swords to be put up for that auction."
"Can you hold a special one five days from now?"
Fang Qiu asked with a frown.
It was not that he was arrogant and thought that he could hold a special auction, but because he did not have enough time. Five days was already very short. If it was any later, he would have to go to the medical conference.
"Impossible."
The middle-aged man immediately shook his head and said, "If you want to hold an auction, these swords are still not enough. Although they are all high-quality, you need enough time to prepare for publicity before the auction, and you also need to prepare some ordinary weapons as appetizers. Five days is too short. No way!"
"What if I take out another one?"
Fang Qiu asked tentatively.
"Ah?"
The middle-aged man was shocked. He stood on tiptoe again and looked at the jade box on Fang Qiu's back. He found that there were still two lids that had not been opened. He immediately asked, "Is it still eighth-class?"
Fang Qiu shook his head.
"Ninth-class?"
The middle-aged man's voice began to tremble.
In fact, he had already thought of it.
Every time Fang Qiu took out a sword, it would be one level higher than the last time. At first, it was fifth-class, then sixth-class, seventh-class, and finally eighth-class.
Now, in the last two lids that had not been opened, it was very likely to be a ninth-class and …!
The middle-aged man did not dare to think about it.
Therefore, he tentatively asked if it was an eighth-class sword, but found that it was not. Then the only possibility was a ninth-class sword!
It should be known that.
A ninth-class sword had never appeared in Wulin. Chic Cloud Pavilion had never auctioned a ninth-class sword since its establishment!
If this was true, it would be too, too … awesome!
However.
In the face of the middle-aged man's question, Fang Qiu said softly with a calm face, "Guru!"
"Ah?"
The middle-aged man was shocked and his body suddenly fell back.
It seemed that he was too shocked and tripped on the rattan bed.
"Clap."
He slapped the wall behind him to stabilize his body. Then the middle-aged man turned his head and looked at Fang Qiu in shock, unable to say a word. After standing up straight, he gently moved his right hand, motioning Fang Qiu to take out the sword.
Seeing this.
Fang Qiu directly shook off the second last lid and then reached out to take the Guru Sword out of the jade box.
As soon as the Guru Sword was taken out.
A cool breeze immediately blew around.
The Qi of Heaven and Earth nearby began to surge.
The middle-aged man was also a Martial Superior, so he could naturally feel the surge of the Qi of Heaven and Earth and the aura emitted from the Guru Sword.
Seeing the Guru Sword, the middle-aged man almost knelt down.
Then he quickly took a deep breath, raised his hands, and trembled with excitement to receive the sword.
Fang Qiu handed over the sword.
The middle-aged man was so excited that he quickly put the sword on the sword-testing stone after observing it with his eyes shining.
The next moment.
The silver lines on the Sword Testing Stone seemed to have been injected with chicken blood. They suddenly jumped up from the bottom and rushed to the top. Then, they quickly circled around the frame and completely filled up the entire Sword Testing Stone!
"This, Guru … Guru?!!!"
The middle-aged man didn't know whether to laugh or cry. In any case, when he saw the Sword Testing Rock filled with silver lines, he was completely stunned on the spot. His eyes were filled with that sword, and he was so excited that he almost fainted from happiness!
Fang Qiu also saw it.
The highest level of this sword-testing stone was the guru. Perhaps because the Guru Sword had never appeared before, there were only nine levels on the sword-testing stone, from the first class to the ninth class could be clearly tested. If it went higher, it could only become like this, which meant that it had surpassed the ninth class.
However.
Looking at the silver energy lines on the sword-testing stone, Fang Qiu thought to himself, "If I get a weapon with two flowers in its Dantian, will it directly burst this sword-testing stone?"
Of course.
This was just a thought. After all, Fang Qiu still had a long way to go before he had two flowers in his Dantian.
"Five days."
Suddenly, the middle-aged man, who was stunned, grabbed Fang Qiu's hand and said, "Give me five days. I will definitely hold an exclusive auction for you. The handling fee will be waived, and I won't even ask for the one percent!"
The middle-aged man was very excited.
He was one of the many managers of Chic Cloud Pavilion, and he was under great competitive pressure. If it weren't for his old age, rich experience, and good control of the situation, he would have been eliminated long ago.
But unexpectedly.
Today, a big pie fell from the sky.
He had to seize this rare opportunity no matter what!
"Okay!"
Hearing the middle-aged man's words, Fang Qiu immediately nodded.
"Do you want to keep this sword or take it with you?"
Asked the middle-aged man hurriedly.
"Keep it."
Fang Qiu thought for a moment and said, "It's safer this way."
"Okay."
The middle-aged man immediately nodded excitedly and said, "I'll prepare the auction entrustment letter for you."
No wonder it was the largest auction house in Wulin.
Soon.
The middle-aged man prepared the entrustment letter.
Fang Qiu looked at it carefully and made sure that the other party had written the 19 swords' grades correctly and that there was no problem with the terms. Then he signed the entrustment letter.
On the other side.
The middle-aged man took out a SLR camera and took pictures of the 20 swords!
After signing.
Fang Qiu left with the jade box on his back.
Watching Fang Qiu leave, the middle-aged man let out a long sigh of relief. His eyes fell on the jade box on Fang Qiu's back, the last lid that had not been opened.
"The second to last is the Guru Sword, and the last one is …"
In the middle-aged man's eyes, there was an indescribable shock.
He didn't dare to think about it anymore.
Not to mention the last one, the Guru Sword was already the most terrifying weapon in the whole Wulin. If the last one was taken out, wouldn't it be frightening?
The most important thing was.
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