With the start of the auction, the prices of the items increased. There was even a whole bottle of Yin Yang Pills. There were ten of them, enough to create ten Yin Yang Realm experts.
The price of Yin Yang Pills wasn't too high. One pill cost one million spirit stones. If an ordinary person worked hard for ten years, they could afford it.
Yin Yang Pills weren't that rare. One Nirvana Realm expert's essence blood could refine ten of them.
However, although they weren't rare, they weren't something that could be bought anywhere. After pondering for a moment, Chu Xingyun bid ten million spirit stones for this bottle of Yin Yang Pills.
Soon, the auction item was handed over to Chu Xingyun.
Opening the bottle and looking at the ten scarlet pills emitting a bloody aura, Chu Xingyun couldn't help but daydream. If he brought them back to the True Spirit Continent, he could immediately create ten Yin Yang Realm experts.
However, in the Universe Realm, Yin Yang Realm experts weren't considered experts. They were only a bit stronger than ordinary people.
In the border region, there were tens of millions of warriors. The lowest level was Yin Yang Realm. Those below Yin Yang Realm didn't have the qualifications to join the army. Otherwise, if they faced the Beast Race, would they be fighting or feeding?
The reason why Chu Xingyun bought this bottle of Yin Yang Pills wasn't just to bring them back to the True Spirit Continent. More importantly, he wanted to give one to Ye Xuan. As his savior, Chu Xingyun wouldn't be stingy with anything he could do for her.
Gently closing the bottle, Chu Xingyun was about to put away the bottle when cries of surprise rang out in the auction hall.
Raising their heads in shock, they saw a huge auction rack being pushed onto the auction stage.
The rack was made of steel and was incomparably thick and heavy. There were wheels installed at the bottom. As it rolled, ear-piercing sounds of friction could be heard.
What made everyone exclaim was that on the auction shelf, there was a weapon that could be described as huge.
It was a sword, an extremely huge sword. However, it wasn't a heavy sword.
Compared to this sword, even the Black Hole Heavy Sword that Chu Xingyun had once used seemed slender and slender.
Although the Black Hole Heavy Sword was incomparably heavy, it was only in the category of a heavy sword.
However, the sword in front of them wasn't a heavy sword, but a huge sword!
A huge sword? Actually, it wasn't exactly accurate. Originally … when this sword was complete, it was indeed a huge sword in name.
Unfortunately, it was only a broken sword …
Under everyone's gaze, the auctioneer raised the hammer in his hand and knocked it heavily on the table. He raised his voice and said, "This huge sword was originally the personal weapon of a Giant Spirit Warlord at the peak of the Martial Emperor Realm.
The Giant Spirit Battle General was an abandoned infant. No one knew who his parents were.
Because he had no father or mother, he had no name or surname, and everyone called him the Giant Spirit.
At just over one year old, the Djinling was already twice the size of an ordinary child. When it was five years old, its height was no different from that of an adult.
By the time he reached adulthood, the Giant Spirit Warlord would be three meters tall, which was three meters tall in the True Spirit World.
Not only was the Giant Spirit Warlord tall, but his body was also extremely sturdy. Even the words' as strong as an ox 'were not enough to describe him. This was because when he was only 18 years old, he could already drag nine oxen backwards.
Relying on his talent for brute force, the Giant Spirit Warrior received the full support of the Jiuxiao Academy. In his heyday, he reached the peak of the Martial Emperor!
After joining the army, the Giant Spirit Warlord was brave and unparalleled. He repeatedly made military achievements and relied on his outstanding military achievements to apply to the Western Immortal Emperor, who was good at refining weapons, to forge an unprecedented super giant sword for him.
The complete form of this sword was three meters long and one meter wide. The Western Immortal Emperor spent ten years to forge it with meteoric iron. It was incomparably heavy and sturdy, almost indestructible.
In the following three thousand years, who knew how many Demon Clan members died under the huge sword of the Giant Spirit Warrior.
Sadly, the Giant Spirit Warrior's rampage finally angered the Demon Clan's Spirit Fang Emperor.
Although the Giant Spirit Warrior was strong, he was only a Martial Emperor. Even if he was at the peak of the Martial Emperor, it was impossible for him to defeat the Emperor!
Facing the Spirit Fang Emperor, not only did the Giant Spirit Warrior lose in strength, but he also died. Even his huge sword was shattered by the Spirit Fang Emperor, turning into a broken weapon.
The gap between the Martial Emperor and the Emperor was like the gap between a firefly and a bright moon. Nothing could make up for it.
The Spirit Fang Demon Emperor's true form was a Giant Tusk War Elephant. His strength could be said to be number one in the world. It was not shameful for the Giant Spirit Warrior to lose to him. Moreover … when the two fought, the Giant Spirit Warrior was only at the peak of the Martial Emperor, not the Emperor.
The giant spirit was dead, and the giant sword was broken. The broken pieces of the giant spirit had been tossed and turned, and somehow, they had appeared in the black market auction.
Looking at the fragments of the huge sword on the display shelf, Chu Xingyun could not help but be moved.
Even if it was just a fragment, it was still incomparably huge. It was almost the size of two black holes side by side.
Finally … the auctioneer said loudly, "Although this huge sword is broken, the fragments are still made of meteoric iron. Therefore … its value is still very high. The starting price is 100 million spirit stones. Each increment must not be less than 10 million spirit stones."
As the auctioneer finished speaking, Chu Xingyun did not hesitate anymore. Gritting his teeth, he immediately bid 110 million spirit stones.
After observing for so long, Chu Xingyun already had a judgment in his heart.
This fragment was connected to the sword hilt. Although it was only a fragment, it was still a fragment of the huge sword. Its size was not small. Moreover, as the auctioneer said, this was after all a meteoric iron, a top-grade material that was enough to forge an Emperor Weapon.
He quickly sketched out in his mind. This fragment only needed to be cut and polished a little. There was no need to forge it again. With just a little refining, it could be forged into a heavy sword!
Although he did not know how good its performance was, at least it solved Chu Xingyun's urgent problem. It would not be like now, where he was in an awkward situation where he had no weapon to use.
As Chu Xingyun bid, soon … the entire auction house became lively.
This lively did not mean that there were many people bidding against Chu Xingyun. Instead, it was because everyone was looking at Chu Xingyun's box.
This was not the first time this huge sword was put up for auction. However, it had always been unsold. No one was willing to bid.
The first time this huge sword fragment was put up for auction, it was the final item. The starting price was as high as one billion spirit stones. Just the minimum increment of each bid was as high as 100 million spirit stones.
However, after many failed bids, not only did its price drop, but it also became more and more popular in the auction rounds.
Now, not to mention the final item, this huge sword had already been put up for auction in the middle of the auction.
In his confusion, Chu Xingyun thought for a while and quickly understood the mystery.
Meteoric iron was indeed expensive. Even if this fragment was sold as a material, it would be worth at least one billion spirit stones.
However, this was not really scrap metal. It was not the original meteoric iron. It had been refined by the Emperor.
It was practically impossible to melt the fragments of Imperial Armaments and reforge them.
The Emperor had spent ten years refining this sword. It was not something that could be melted just like that. Even the Martial Emperor had a will, let alone the Emperor!
If one wanted to reforge an Imperial Weapon, it had to be the Emperor. The problem was … who had the ability to ask the Emperor for help?
Looking at the huge sword fragment in his hand, Chu Xingyun could not help but laugh.
Actually … Chu Xingyun did not have the ability to melt this fragment. He did not intend to melt it and reforge it.
Chu Xingyun wanted to use the fragment as a foundation to cut and polish it. He wanted to reforge this huge sword into a huge one.
Although the Emperor's will was present and cutting it was not possible, he could still communicate with the Emperor's will.
If he tried to melt the fragment, it would be completely destroying the Imperial Weapon. The Emperor's will would not accept that no matter what.
However, if he only used the fragment as a foundation to cut and polish it, it would be reborn. Even if it was the Emperor's will, there was no reason to refuse.
Of course, Chu Xingyun was not the only smart person who could think of this.
The problem was that if he used the fragment as a foundation to reforge it, he could only reforge a heavy sword.
That's right! It could only be a heavy sword …
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