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"It's a pity that our Void Sword Sect all uses swords. If this is a sword, it must be included in the bag."

An old man said in the Tianzihao private room where the Void Sword Sect was located.

"Haha, if we don't want it, they will probably grab it... Let's just watch the excitement."

An old man next to him stroked his gray beard and said with a smile.

"Um."

The old man nodded and took back his consciousness.

"Lesheng, are you ready for tomorrow's battle?"

"Ancestor, as the genius of Sifang City, I cannot retreat, I must fight."

Zhou Lesheng bowed slightly and said seriously.

"You also taught me that a swordsman should be like a sword, sharp and sharp, and would rather break than bend."

"haha okay."

The old man smiled with satisfaction.

…

"This knife is very good."

Zhao Ritian looked at the Heaven-Destroying Sword and said slowly.

"Master, you are a weapon refiner, not a blacksmith..."

Zhao Yuanji whispered.

"You know what the heck... they're all the same, okay?"

Zhao Ritian was not angry.

"Just watch, these old guys will definitely grab this magic weapon... The magic weapon is not common, even they want to take it."

"Old... if the older generation takes action, it will be fun."

Zhao Yuanji almost said "old guys", but changed his words when he got there.

Nothing else, Zhao Ritian dared to say it, but he didn't dare.

If he said it, he would most likely be beaten.

"Haha, that's the appetizer in the morning...the real shopping is in the afternoon."

Zhao Ritian said and looked at Zhao Cangqiong.

"Third brother, have you ever heard of the 'Heaven-Slaying Sword'? What kind of swordsman is there?"

"No, but it doesn't stop me from taking a picture of the knife."

Zhao Cangqiong shook his head and said slowly.

"I don't know if Brother Chen will be interested in this knife."

Zhao Ritian thought of something and looked at Xiao Chen.

He noticed that Xiao Chen was smiling all over his face, and he couldn't help but feel something in his heart. Did he fall in love with this knife?

But when I looked at it again, I felt something was not right... I think I saw it this morning?

"Xiaoji, Brother Chen said this morning that he sent a picture of the magic weapon, right?"

Zhao Ritian thought of something and asked in a low voice.

"Yes, he also said that there are too many magic weapons to use."

Zhao Yuanji nodded, then his eyes widened.

"You don't mean that this Heaven-Destroying Sword..."

"possible."

Zhao Ritian nodded.

"Look at Brother Chen, are you happy now? Does it look like you receive training resources and pocket money every month?"

"Hmm...it really looks like it."

Zhao Yuanji glanced at it with a strange expression.

"It looks like there is some progress."

"Haha, so... there is a high probability that this Heaven-Destroying Sword belongs to him."

Zhao Ritian smiled.

"Then... do you want to talk to grandpa?"

Zhao Yuanji lowered his voice.

"What did you say? So what if you said it? At auction, the highest bidder will win."

Zhao Ritian shook his head.

"We can just watch the fun... Anyway, your grandfather and my third brother are not short of spiritual stones."

"Uh-huh."

Zhao Yuanji nodded.

"What are you two mumbling over there?"

Zhao Cangqiong asked.

"It's nothing, Third Brother, we are discussing where to go after leaving Sifang City."

Zhao Ritian said casually.

"Yes, yes, I can't wait."

Zhao Yuanji said excitedly.

"Oh, I can't help the child grow up."

Zhao Cangqiong sighed and shook his head.

He knew that his grandson's heart was already flying.

He can't keep it, but he can't keep it.

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"The starting price is five thousand."

On the auction stage, the old man had already finished telling the story and announced the starting price.

"What? Five thousand?"

"Five thousand high-grade spiritual stones?"

"Isn't this nonsense? Is it possible that it is inferior?"

"Is this the value of a magic weapon? If I had one, I wouldn't have to fight in this life."

"At first glance, you just spent a few spiritual stones to get in..."

"Well……"

On the first floor, the discussion became even louder.

Most people were stimulated by the sky-high price of 'five thousand spirit stones'.

There were so many things auctioned this morning, but none of them had such a price.

It can be seen that there is no comparison between morning and afternoon.

Not the same thing.

There are also a few people, the old god is here, although they did not go to the box, but they are not short of spiritual stones.

They...are the main force in the auction.

"It's a small auction, and you can tell that there's a lot of waiting..."

Xiao Chen felt condescending and a little emotional.

"Brother Chen, what price do you think we can get?"

Wang Pingbei's condition was much better now and he asked expectantly.

"Who knows, it might exceed 10,000."

Xiao Chen wasn't sure either.

"Every time you increase the price, it must not be less than five hundred. You can bid now."

After the old man finished speaking, his eyes swept across the entire place, and he paused for a moment on the second floor.
Chapter completed!