"S-There's Wushuang's aura on it!"
"It really is his sword!"
As the long sword appeared, Ye Chen's pupils constricted slightly. Even his voice became a little hoarse. His body was trembling slightly as he sat on his seat.
The sword intent exuded from the longsword contained an unyielding and arrogant aura that looked down on the world. Bystanders only marveled at the fact that the longsword actually contained its own sword intent.
However, to Ye Chen, it was this aura that made him feel as if he had been electrocuted. Only Wushuang was able to do that in this world, and no one else could imitate it.
"Wushuang, you're really in the Sword Sect!"
Ye Chen's throat rolled. He clenched his fists on his legs subconsciously, "Just you wait. I'll come to you soon!"
His slightly moist eyes sized up the reactions of the rest of the people present.
Seeing that everyone was even more excited than he was, his gaze suddenly became indifferent, "But before that, you have to take back your sword!"
"Everyone, this sword is the sword of the Sword Sect's Ninth Peak's Sword Son, Ye Wushuang. I believe everyone has heard of Ye Wushuang, so I won't introduce him. The auction officially begins. The starting price is 100,000 Kun Dollars, and each increment must be no less than 1,000 Kun Dollars!"
As the auctioneer finished speaking, the atmosphere in the auction instantly reached a climax.
"Did I hear wrongly? That long sword is actually the sword of that pervert from the Sword Sect's Ninth Peak? "
"It can't be, right? As a supreme sect among the Three Sects and Four Groups, the Sword Sect has always regarded the sword as their life. Someone actually dares to auction their sword, and it's the sword of a Sword Son. Could it be that they have a death wish?! "
"Hehe, if it was the sword of any other disciple of the Sword Sect, no one would dare to bid for it. However, it's different if it's the sword of the Sword Son of the Sword Sect's Ninth Peak. Everyone knows that the Ninth Peak has the most awkward position in the Sword Sect, and they're ostracized everywhere …"
"That's right. I believe everyone knows that after the Sword Son of the Ninth Peak challenged the Sword Son of the First Peak, Su Qilin, the Ninth Peak has completely become the target of public criticism. It's normal for the Sword Sect's First Peak to purposely disgust them."
The entire auction site was in an uproar. Countless people looked at the longsword on the auction stage with shock and passion.
It wasn't that he was surprised that the sword was a Peak Grade Spirit Artifact, but he was shocked by the sword intent on it. Didn't that mean that if someone were to take this sword away, they might be able to comprehend the Way of the Sword from the sword intent on it?
However, the atmosphere in the area turned cold once more, and the strange sight of no one bidding appeared. At the end of the day, they were still wary of Sword Sect's Ninth Summit.
After a long silence, someone couldn't help but bid, "110,000!!!"
Many gazes looked towards the direction of the voice and saw that the person who had made the bid was sitting in a room on the second floor of the auction house. They seemed to want to know the identity of that person, but they didn't find anything.
"One hundred and twenty thousand!"
Another person spoke up.
"A hundred and fifty thousand!"
"160,000!"
"…"
In just a few minutes, there were people bidding one after another, and the price rose all the way to more than 200,000. Even so, there was no sign of stopping.
There were even people from the Three Sects and Four Groups who participated. From this, it could be seen that the sword that Ye Wushuang had used before was extremely tempting to these people.
In a room on the second floor of the auction house, three men in bamboo hats were sitting there. Seeing the price rise, the atmosphere in the room was a little oppressive.
At that moment, one of the men in bamboo hats immediately took off the bamboo hat on her head, revealing an extremely pure face. She was an 18- or 19-year-old girl.
The girl's face scrunched up, "Eldest Senior Brother, Youngest Junior Brother's sword has been auctioned off for such a high price. What should we do now? I don't think the money Master gave me is enough! "
"That's right, Eldest Senior Brother. Before we left, Master only gave us 3,000 origin stones, and that was exchanged for by Master selling his magic weapons …" Another man could not help but smile bitterly.
Their monthly tribute was at most 50 origin stones, which was equivalent to 5,000 Kun Dollars. The hundreds of thousands of Kun Dollars in front of them was an astronomical price to them.
"Let's wait and see!"
The last man sighed softly, "The First Peak auctioned off Youngest Junior Brother's sword, which is equivalent to completely falling out with the Ninth Peak. This concerns the dignity of the Ninth Peak, and the battle between Youngest Junior Brother and Su is imminent. Whether it's for merit or for personal gain, we must take back Youngest Junior Brother's sword!"
The man from before clenched his fists tightly, "Those bastards from the First Peak don't want to see the rise of the Ninth Peak, so they're suppressing Youngest Junior Brother …"
At the auction venue!
"250,000!"
When Ye Wushuang's sword was raised to the sky-high price of 250,000 Kun Dollars, many forces gave up. They began to realize that it was unwise to compete with them since the people from the Three Sects and Four Groups had also made a move.
Right at this moment, a calm voice was heard, "300,000!"
This sudden voice caused everyone to be stunned. Even Fu Qiuchan and the others in the crowd were no exception.
When they looked in the direction of the voice, they realized that the person who made the bid was sitting behind them. Moreover, it was the person who had been staring at Fu Qingqing earlier.
Fu Qiuchan lowered her voice and said, "Since this person is able to bid 300,000 Kun Dollars, he must be from the Three Sects and Four Groups. Moreover, it's very likely that he's a true disciple. We can't offend him!"
Yue Kun, who was next to her, agreed when he heard that. Only Fu Qingqing stared at Ye Chen. She felt that his voice sounded familiar.
The auctioneer on the stage looked around and asked tentatively, "This distinguished guest has bid 300,000. Is there anyone who's willing to bid higher than him?"
The three people on the second floor fell silent when they heard that. This price had already exceeded what they could afford.
The pure girl said angrily, "Eldest Senior Brother, let me out. I don't believe that these people will still dare to compete with us after we mention the name of the Ninth Peak!"
"Nonsense!"
The Ninth Peak's Eldest Senior Brother berated in a low voice, "Don't you think we've embarrassed ourselves enough? Moreover, even if you leave, you won't be able to get back Youngest Junior Brother's sword! "
"Then what do you think we should do? Don't tell me we can only watch as Youngest Junior Brother's sword is taken away? "The pure girl's tears flowed down her cheeks.
"Wait!"
The Ninth Peak's Eldest Senior Brother took a deep breath in and looked at the long sword on the auction stage with determination in his eyes, "If it really doesn't work, then I'll have to offend you!"
Seeing that no one was bidding, the auctioneer outside could not help but say, "300,000 going once, 300,000 going twice …"
"350,000!"
A playful voice was heard.
Ye Chen's eyes turned grim. He lifted his head slowly and looked at a room on the third floor of the auction house. His gaze was cold, "400,000!"
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