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"No need."
Ning Qi smiled faintly and waved his hand.
He was only here to fleece others. He did not care about getting first place in the Sword Appreciation Conference. He did not even have a sword.
Seeing this, the servant could only leave in disappointment.
After staying in the pavilion for a few days, more and more cultivators arrived. On the day of the Sword Appreciation Conference, everyone was brought to the City Lord's Mansion.
The City Lord of Jinling City was the Nascent Soul Patriarch of this giant city.
He was also the host of the Sword Appreciation Conference.
Ning Qi looked too young, so many cultivators came to ask about him when he went to the City Lord's Mansion. Ning Qi had deliberately made these cultivators think that Ning Qi was a playful disciple of some aristocratic family, so they did not pay much attention to him.
As soon as he entered the City Lord's Mansion, Ning Qi sensed an extremely powerful aura in the distance. This aura was much stronger than his and was definitely not a Golden Core cultivator.
He looked up and saw an old man standing in front of the crowd with his hands behind his back. There were several Golden Core cultivators beside the old man. The aura that Ning Qi sensed came from this old man.
"Greetings, City Lord of Jinling City!"
The crowd hurriedly cupped their fists and bowed.
Ning Qi was no exception.
The City Lord of Jinling City glanced at the crowd and smiled. He nodded slightly. "Thank you, everyone, for coming all the way here to participate in the Sword Appreciation Conference."
"You're too kind, City Lord."
The crowd hurriedly said.
Ning Qi did some calculations. If each person earned ten thousand pieces of pure gold, then the hundreds of cultivators present would earn a few million pieces of pure gold.
Pure gold was useless to Ning Qi, but in the cultivation world, pure gold was a spiritual material that every Dharma treasure had to have. The stronger the Dharma treasure, the more pure gold it needed.
Jinling City relied on this method to earn a large sum of pure gold at every Sword Appreciation Conference.
It was no wonder that the City Lord of Jinling City was so polite to the cultivators who came to participate in the Sword Appreciation Conference.
After a while, when everyone had taken out their Dharma treasures, Ning Qi would be able to leave successfully.
However, he did not expect the Sword Appreciation Conference to have a sword inspection segment.
"Oh, this sword has a long aura. The material is excellent, and the quality is not bad."
The old man who was inspecting the sword nodded slightly. Seeing this, the owner of the sword put it away with a smile and stood to the side.
When it was Ning Qi's turn, the old man was obviously startled. He then looked Ning Qi up and down and said with a smile, "Little brother, where is your sword?"
Seeing this, Ning Qi took out an ordinary long sword.
When the crowd saw this, some of them couldn't help but laugh out loud.
"What kind of treasure sword is this? This isn't even a magic treasure. "
"How did this kid sneak in? Don't we have to pay ten thousand pieces of pure gold to participate in the Sword Appreciation Conference? "
Everyone whispered to each other.
The Jin Ling City Lord frowned. At this moment, a middle-aged man walked up to him and whispered something in his ear.
"He really paid ten thousand gold?"
"City Lord, that is indeed the case. It's possible that he's a young master of some family who has secretly gone out to travel. I'm currently sending messages to all the aristocratic families to inquire about this child's background. "
"Oh, then it's possible that you have the bloodline of an old friend of mine."
The Jin Ling City Lord smiled and said to the crowd, "He really did pay ten thousand gold. There's no need to worry, everyone. There are no backdoors in this Sword Appreciation Conference."
Seeing the Jin Ling City Lord's attitude, the old man's expression changed slightly. He asked, "Little brother, this sword of yours isn't a magic treasure, is it? If it isn't, you can't use it to participate in the Sword Appreciation Conference. "
"Senior, it is indeed a magic treasure. However, it only shows its extraordinariness when it's used with other treasured swords."
Ning Qi smiled.
"How is it extraordinary?"
Someone mocked. "Is it because it's an ordinary long sword that you think it's extraordinary?"
"Won't we find out after the Sword Appreciation Conference begins?"
Ning Qi laughed.
"Interesting. In previous Sword Appreciation Conferences, no one has used such an ordinary long sword to compete. Little brother, I'm afraid that your ten thousand gold is going to go down the drain."
The old man inspecting the sword said with a half-smile.
"I can't say for sure."
Ning Qi smiled and shook his head.
"Just whose family is this child from? He looks so calm and collected. He's not ordinary at his age."
The Jin Ling City Lord narrowed his eyes and looked at Ning Qi.
The old man thought for a moment and nodded. "I'll let you pass. I hope to see how extraordinary this sword is when the Sword Appreciation Conference begins."
He smiled and returned the ordinary long sword to Ning Qi.
The sword inspection was just a formality. The cultivators who came later would basically all pass the inspection. After all, those who had taken ten thousand gold to participate in the Sword Appreciation Conference were full of confidence.
The Sword Appreciation Conference did not look at the grade of the magic treasure. Instead, they looked at whether the sword was special. It was fine if it had a special origin. This was the true meaning of the word "appreciation" in the Sword Appreciation Conference.
After the sword inspection, the crowd came to an open space. Every cultivator took out their own treasured sword. The treasured sword landed in the center of the open space. The tip of the sword sank three inches into the ground, and then the body of the sword vibrated.
If a treasured sword had an extraordinary aura, there would always be cheers, and the owner of the sword would show a hint of pride.
Soon, the open space was filled with all kinds of treasured swords. Everyone's gaze fell on Ning Qi.
"Kid, you're the only one left."
Someone laughed.
Ning Qi nodded and slowly walked toward the sword array.
"Ordinary iron can't be refined, so we can only walk over. It seems that there's nothing special about this sword."
"This kid is really messing around."
"Every Sword Appreciation Conference is serious. It's interesting to see someone messing around."
Everyone whispered to each other, a smile on their faces.
The City Lord of Jin Ling also looked at Ning Qi with a faint smile. Soon, Ning Qi came to the sword array and stabbed the long sword in his hand into the ground.
"Once this sword is used, all magic treasures will lose their luster and become ordinary objects."
Ning Qi smiled lightly.
Spiritual Energy Value + 1,600
Spiritual Energy Value + 800
Spiritual Energy Value + 3,600
Spiritual Energy Value + 5,000
Spiritual Energy Value + 5,000 From the treasured swords present, spiritual energy constantly flowed into Ning Qi's body. His spiritual energy value also skyrocketed. Soon, it surpassed 100,000 and almost reached 200,000.
In exchange, the magic treasures lost their spiritual energy, and the brilliance on their bodies gradually dimmed. Some of the treasured swords that were buzzing also gradually calmed down, as if they had become mute.
Such a change gradually froze the smiles on the faces of all the cultivators present, and their eyes were filled with astonishment.
Even the City Lord of Jin Ling had never seen such a scene.
Hundreds of magic treasures, regardless of their grade, became ordinary objects one after another after the ordinary long sword stabbed into the ground?
What kind of method was this?
The City Lord of Jin Ling looked at Ning Qi solemnly. "What, what's going on?"
"Senior City Lord, this is what's special about my ordinary sword."
Ning Qi smiled.
Some cultivators lost their patience and frantically made hand gestures, but their treasured swords didn't listen to their orders at all, as if they were dead. Some people rushed to their treasured swords, picked them up, and took a look. Their faces were ashen.
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