"Alright, let's go now!"
The beautiful CEO nodded as she saw Liu Xiaobei's decisiveness.
Liu Xiaobei and the others didn't delay any longer. They went downstairs and exited the auction house. They saw that the Taoist Priest and the Old Keeper were driving a Passat!
Liu Xiaobei was speechless. What was low key? This was the real low key!
"You lead the way. You choose the place. If it's remote, spacious, and secluded, then it's fine."
The Old Keeper was driving. He rolled down the window and said.
"Alright." The beautiful CEO replied.
"I'll drive. I'm familiar with the roads around Haikou City."
Bullet said as he got into the driver's seat. Liu Xiaobei and the beautiful CEO got in the back. In order not to attract too much attention, they drove Bullet's Land Rover. At least, it wasn't as eye-catching as the Rolls-Royce Phantom.
Bullet's driving skills were superb. In less than half an hour, we were out of Haikou City. The Land Rover sped along the outskirts of the city. Not long after, it turned into a small road. We drove for about twenty minutes.
The Land Rover made a turn onto a dirt road.
After another twenty minutes, the Land Rover stopped in front of an abandoned factory. The factory looked very large.
"Is this place okay?"
Bullet got out of the car and asked the Old Keeper who had caught up with them.
"Liu Xiaobei thinks that the forest in front of us is better."
The one who spoke was the Taoist Priest. He rolled down the window and said.
"Are you talking about the forest in front of us?" Bullet asked.
"Yes, that's the place." The Taoist Priest said.
"Then we'll go back."
Bullet didn't say any nonsense. He got in the car, made a beautiful turn, and started to go back the way they came.
Liu Xiaobei also remembered the forest they had passed not long ago. It would only take them four or five minutes to go back.
Liu Xiaobei rolled down the window and lit a cigarette. He didn't finish the cigarette before returning to the forest.
Bullet picked a section of the road and drove into the woods. The Taoist and the others followed closely behind in their Passat.
After driving for a few hundred meters, Bullet stopped the car, rolled down the window, and shouted to the Taoist behind him, "Is this okay?"
"Very good."
The Daoist priest opened the door and got out of the car as he spoke. His eyes scanned the surroundings of the forest.
Liu Xiaobei, the beautiful CEO, and Bullet also got out of the car.
"Everyone, time is precious. I will not waste any more time. Truth be told, this small sword is also a Dao artefact."
As the Daoist priest spoke, he opened his palm and the small sword appeared in his hand.
"There's a term that I'm not sure if you've heard of?" The Taoist priest changed the topic and said.
We all turned to look at him, attracted by his words.
"Flying Sword!" The Daoist priest lightly spat out these two words.
"What? Are you saying that this is a flying sword? "
Liu Xiaobei said in surprise. In the novels, Liu Xiaobei had seen a lot of flying swords. It was a magical thing.
"That's right. This is a flying sword. Have you seen it?"
While the Daoist priest was talking, the small sword slowly floated in the air. Then, it grew bigger at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Under our astonished gazes, the small sword became as big as a door. Then, it slowly descended in front of the Daoist priest. The Daoist priest lifted his foot and stepped on it. The star pattern on the hilt of the small sword began to emit a light blue light. After the Daoist priest was wrapped in it, it began to slowly rise into the sky. I didn't know if it was because of the Daoist priest's control, but after the flying sword reached a height of more than two meters, it didn't rise anymore. Instead, it carried the Daoist priest and flew away.
Its speed increased from slow to faster and faster. Soon, it disappeared from our sight.
Looking at the Taoist priest and the flying sword that had disappeared, Liu Xiaobei, the beautiful CEO, and Zidan looked at each other with their eyes wide open.
"Damn it! It's a treasure! We sold it for a loss. "Liu Xiaobei couldn't help but cry out.
"It's not really a loss. Flying swords are wonderful, but they're useless in your hands. They require the power of the Dao to wield them, and in your hands they're nothing more than ornaments." The Keeper spoke up from the sidelines.
"Requires Daoist power to wield it? What kind of rule is that? "Liu Xiaobei said.
"It's not a rule. It's a Daoist weapon. That's why we came back to ask you where you found it. We've already figured out that there's more than one or two items in that place, and they're all Daoist weapons. It's useless to you, so why don't you tell us the location?" The Keeper said.
"Do you think Liu Xiaobei and the others are idiots?! What do you mean useless? Can't we just sell it for money? A bell and a flying sword cost nearly 20 billion. Is that still useless? "Liu Xiaobei immediately said." What's the point? "
"Fine! If you put it like that, I have to agree. But at our level, money is just a worldly possession. "The Keeper said.
"You sound like you have a lot of money?"
Liu Xiaobei asked. He was curious as well. They'd taken out billions at the auction, and it didn't seem like they felt the pinch.
But before the Keeper could answer, the Daoist was already back on his flying sword.
"How was it? Did you see it? That's the wonder of flying swords. "The Daoist explained.
"But what's with the sweat on your forehead?"
Liu Xiaobei asked curiously as he looked at the Daoist priest who was sweating profusely.
"Oh, that's because my Daoist power is too shallow. Controlling a flying sword is too much for me." The Daoist said awkwardly.
"This thing looks cool, but how long have you been out? Less than two minutes? And you're already sweating? Wouldn't you die of exhaustion if you stayed for too long? "Liu Xiaobei said.
"There's nothing I can do about it. Profound Daoist techniques have long since been lost. Being able to control a flying sword is good enough."
"I thought you'd be amazing, but it looks like you're only so-so." Liu Xiaobei said.
"Even if it's so-so, it's still easy to deal with the average master. And now we have this flying sword."
As he spoke, the Daoist reappeared in his hand. He seemed to want to give us a show of strength. He pointed a finger at a distant tree, and the sword disappeared in a flash of light.
Not long after, the tree snapped in half. But before it could fall, the sword was back in the Daoist's hand.
"Did you see that? It's a little tiring to use a flying sword, but it's easy to kill someone."
The Daoist's sudden display of power left Liu Xiaobei, the beautiful CEO, and Bullet dumbfounded.
It really was scary. If he wanted to kill someone, it would be faster than a gun.
"Alright, I've said what I need to say. Now it's your turn."
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