Two sword embryos that were priceless in the outside world were actually treated like fireworks. Fang Xing's ruthlessness frightened the crowd. They had worked so hard for nothing, and they had paid a great price for it. In the end, it was all for naught. No one was willing to accept this. For a moment, the crowd of excited cultivators was frightened into silence by Fang Xing. Everyone had strange expressions on their faces, and their thoughts were complicated.
"Dao Friend Fang, everyone broke through the sword tomb together, so it should be divided equally. Yet, you want to sell the sword embryos to us? Isn't that a bit too much …"
Someone spoke coldly in the silence. This person was wearing a green robe and had his face covered. He was the leader of a large force.
Facing his question, Fang Xing sneered, "There are so many people, how are we going to divide the sword embryos evenly? Since we can't be fair, why don't we just let this young master have it? In any case, the sword embryos are in my hands. Whoever wants it can exchange it with money. If anyone wants to snatch it, I'll destroy one sword embryo. If two people attack, I'll destroy two sword embryos. If all of you attack together, I'll destroy all of them. Don't think about taking it out on me. I'm not even afraid of the Huangfu Clan, so why would I be afraid of you bastards? If you don't believe me, then come and try! "
This bold move really scared the cultivators, and for a moment, no one said anything.
At this time, the Ten Thousand Spirit Flag automatically floated behind Fang Xing. The flag rustled in the wind, and its might was monstrous.
On the other hand, the robber in green sighed softly and felt a little admiration for Fang Xing.
From the very beginning, Fang Xing had never planned to sneak away with the sword embryos. He understood that this batch of sword embryos was actually very troublesome. Now that he already had a sword embryo, it was useless to get another one. If he did not get rid of the remaining sword embryos as soon as possible and kept them in his hands, not only would he not be able to obtain any benefits, he would instead become the target of countless fanatical cultivators.
For the sake of the sword embryos, these bastards even dared to attack the sword tomb that the Huangfu Clan occupied, so why would they be afraid of him?
Hence, to be on the safe side, he had to get rid of all the sword embryos as soon as possible.
Of course, there was another reason. Ordinary sword embryos could only survive for three days after they left the ground. After three days, they would all become scrap metal, and would have no value at all. His body was in a terrible condition, and he needed to go into seclusion to heal. If he went into seclusion, three days would pass, and he wouldn't have time to deal with it.
Because of this, the only problem he had to consider was how to deal with all the sword embryos on the spot.
As for how to deal with it, there was no need to think about it. It was definitely sold.
However, he also knew that in front of these crazy cultivators, he didn't have the ability to suppress so many people. Thus, he temporarily borrowed the power of the Han Clan and Li Ying to temporarily stop them. Then, he sent a message that he dared to destroy all the sword embryos. He didn't believe that he couldn't suppress them. In any case, he already had the black sword embryos, and the Pentacolor Sword Embryos already had an owner. These ordinary sword embryos were no longer a threat to him. Moreover, according to his personality, even destroying all the sword embryos was better than letting these bastards off easy.
This kind of method wasn't any great plan, but when it was completely used, it would often achieve unexpected results. The green-robed robber admired Fang Xing. There was a world of difference between daring to think and daring to act.
However, although the cultivators were temporarily stunned, they weren't willing to pay the price to buy the sword embryos. This was especially true for the stronger ones. They were already confident in obtaining the sword embryos, so how could they be extorted by this little demon?
However, before they thought of a better plan, they didn't act rashly and decided to observe first.
"Hehe, Fellow Fang, how much do you plan to sell the sword embryos to us?"
Someone asked coldly. His words were polite, but his tone was unusually cold.
At this moment, who knew how many people were thinking about how to deal with Fang Xing after obtaining the sword embryos.
There were even people who had already decided that if they couldn't obtain the sword embryos, they would attack and steal them. If this little demon really had the ability, then he would destroy all the sword embryos. After all, if they couldn't obtain it, why would they let others obtain it?
There were many different kinds of thoughts, and it could be said that everyone had their own ulterior motives.
Fang Xing didn't have the intelligence to guess all the cultivators' thoughts. However, he had his own ideas. The little robber didn't know much about other things, but he knew the greed in people's hearts very well. This was because he himself was this kind of person. Seeing the various expressions of the cultivators, he laughed and said, "Then let's first sell a few to try …"
As he spoke, his gaze swept across the cultivators and he sneered. He grabbed one of the sword embryos in his hand and showed it to everyone. He said, "This sword embryos are made from black iron, and the cracks on it are like spider webs. It's covered in rust and there's even blood stains on it. One look and you can tell that this isn't anything good. The sword spirit inside is quite strong, and whoever obtains it will definitely die early. Who knows, they might even drag their entire family down with them …"
When the cultivators heard this, they didn't know whether to laugh or cry. They thought to themselves, "Is this how you sell things?
Why does it sound like you're trying to push the buyer away? "
However, after Fang Xing examined the sword embryos in his hand for a while, he said, "The price is 100 spirit stones. Is there anyone who wants it?"
The moment he said that, the sneering cultivators were taken aback. Then, the crowd burst into an uproar.
"Did I hear wrongly? This little demon is bidding 100 spirit stones? "
"Is this little demon crazy? Every sword embryo is priceless. In his eyes, it's only worth 100 spirit stones?"
"I think he's the one who's crazy …"
The cultivators discussed among themselves. They really thought that Fang Xing was crazy, or that he was a loan shark.
However, there were also people who reacted quickly. A cultivator in black said coldly, "I'll give you 100 supreme grade spirit stones. I want it!"
This cultivator didn't really want it, but he saw that Fang Xing's price was too low, so he sneered and shouted. He didn't think that he would really be able to exchange 100 top-quality Spirit Stones for a Sword Embryo. However, he didn't expect that just as he spoke, Fang Xing would point at him and shout, "You, the son of a b * tch with the black cloth covering his face, this Sword Embryo is yours. Prepare the Spirit Stones later!"
As he spoke, he stabbed the sword embryo into the ground, indicating that it had an owner.
The cultivator in black was stunned. After a while, he pointed at his nose and said, "Are you really going to give it to me?"
Fang Xing sneered. "If you don't want it, I'll sell it again."
The cultivator hurriedly shouted, "I want it, I want it, give me the sword embryo …"
He took out his storage pouch. He didn't care how many spirit stones there were. He didn't even have the time to count them. He threw it at Fang Xing and shouted, "There are only a lot of spirit stones inside. I want this sword embryo. Give it to me quickly …"
For him, 100 supreme grade spirit stones wasn't a lot, but it wasn't a small amount either. It was really worth it to exchange for a sword embryo.
Fang Xing caught the storage pouch, but he wasn't in a hurry to hand over the sword embryo. He pointed behind him and said coldly, "You don't have to rush. Stand to the side and wait. I'll keep my word. This sword embryo is yours. However, to prevent you from causing trouble after you get it, I'll distribute all the sword embryos after I find an owner. There are so many of you. Are you afraid that I'll run away?"
The cultivator in black's eyes flickered. He pondered for a moment and stood at the empty space that Fang Xing pointed at.
100 supreme grade spirit stones for a sword embryo was no different from picking it up for free. He could still take this risk.
Seeing that this person was obedient, Fang Xing sneered in his heart. He knew that his plan was starting to work. He picked up another broken sword and said, "This sword embryo is more pleasing to the eye. I'll sell it for 300 spirit stones. Does anyone want it?"
With the previous person as an example, as soon as Fang Xing finished speaking, a large group of people shouted in unison, "I want it!"
The voices were chaotic. Some had serious expressions while others had mocking expressions. It was unknown what they were thinking.
Fang Xing's gaze swept across the crowd and pointed at a cultivator in green sackcloth. He said, "It's you, you hanged bastard. You were the loudest just now. This sword embryo is yours. Pay up!" The cultivator was slightly startled when he saw Fang Xing pointing at him. However, he still took out his storage pouch and took out 300 supreme grade spirit stones. He tossed them to Fang Xing.
Fang Xing caught them and gently pinched them. He said, "Stand over there and wait!"
With that, he stabbed the second sword embryo into the ground, indicating that it already had an owner.
The cultivators were shocked. They didn't know what Fang Xing was up to. They all stared at him with bright eyes.
Fang Xing didn't waste any time. He took out the third sword embryo and started the auction. However, he only sold it for 200 spirit stones.
This time, countless cultivators agreed. Fang Xing swept his gaze across the crowd and chose one person. He assigned the sword embryo to him.
In a short period of time, five sword embryos were sold in succession. All of them were chosen by Fang Xing. Some of the cultivators were serious, while others acted like they were just playing around. There were even some who could vaguely guess what Fang Xing was thinking and felt a little frightened. When Fang Xing sold the sixth sword embryo, which was worth 500 spirit stones, there were even two cultivators who almost fought over it.
As for the sixth sword embryo, Fang Xing gave it to the one who seemed to be stronger. He fell silent again and looked at the crowd coldly.
"Hurry up and sell it. How much are you asking for for this sword embryo?"
Someone shouted loudly, urging Fang Xingjian to move.
Fang Xing chuckled and finally bared his fangs. He casually grabbed a sword embryo and flashed it in the air. "This sword embryo is not bad. It's made of high-quality darksteel and has a dense sword intent. Just from the aura of the sword spirit, it's comparable to a high-grade profound treasure. If I can get my hands on it, I'm afraid I can do whatever I want in the cultivation world in the future. Hehe, 1,000 supreme-grade spirit stones …"
As soon as he finished speaking, seven or eight people shouted at the same time, "I want it!"
As they spoke, they stepped forward and stared at the sword embryo in Fang Xing's hand.
Although 1,000 supreme-grade spirit stones was much more expensive than other sword embryos, it was still too low compared to the value of a sword embryo.
The cultivators stared at each other angrily because they realized that every time a few people competed for the sword embryo, Fang Xing would give the sword embryo to the person with the most imposing aura. If they were the slightest bit short of breath, this little bastard would ignore them.
Unexpectedly, this time, Fang Xing did not specify who he would give the sword embryo to. Instead, he said leisurely, "Just now, I gave the sword embryo to whoever I liked. It seems like many of you are not satisfied. How about this, from now on, I will give the sword embryo to whoever offers the highest price. 1,000 supreme-grade spirit stones will be the starting price. If the price is less than 100 supreme-grade spirit stones, I will ignore it. Let's begin!"
Hearing this, all the cultivators looked at each other with solemn expressions.
"Little bastard, in your dreams. Are you playing us like monkeys? Everyone, let's attack together and kill this little devil … "
Suddenly, someone in the crowd shouted with disdain.
Many of the cultivators had murderous intent. This little bastard is so arrogant, but does he really think others are fools?
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