C22 Hidden sword

"Strange, why do I feel a feeling of invincibility on this sword? "But from the appearance of this sword, it doesn't seem that extraordinary!"

With the help of the mysterious will, Chen Yu seemed to be able to faintly feel the faintly discernible sharpness that was being transmitted from the sword.

"There must be something strange …"

Just as Chen Yu was thinking about it, there were people bidding.

When the price of the sword rose to a thousand silver taels, the bidder's bid gradually slowed down.

One thousand taels was already close to the normal price of this sword.

There were only a few people that continued to bid.

One of them was the young man in white whom Chen Yu had paid attention to earlier, the one in the Huang Family box.

As for the other one, he was Chen Yu's "old acquaintance", his explanation.

Chen Yu did not need to guess to know that the reason the sword was being bid on was definitely because it was being auctioned by Chen Jian Xing.

In the eyes of the crowd, the final destination of this sword belonged to the white-clothed youth of the Huang Clan, or perhaps to the Chen Clan's statement.

After pondering for a moment, the resolution in Chen Yu's eyes finally surfaced.

He then turned to his father and asked, "Father, what is the maximum amount of money that you can spend on the Shun Kang Pharmacy?"

"At most, it should be 10,000 taels of silver. Could it be that you want to …?" Chen Haoran seemed to have guessed what Chen Yu was thinking.

"Dad, this time, I need your full support. Clap this sword!" Chen Yu said seriously.

After hesitating for a while, Chen Haoran also clenched his teeth and said: "Okay! Father fully supports you! "

At this moment, the price of the treasured sword had already risen to 1100 taels of silver. This price came from the white-robed young man from the Huang family.

Just as the old man was about to make his decision and sell the sword to the young man, a voice came from a box on the second floor:

"Wait, I bid 1500 taels!"

In that moment, countless gazes filled with questions, turned towards the private box that Chen Yu was in.

Most of these gazes were filled with contempt.

One had to know that although the sword auctioned by the old man surnamed Yu was not a bad weapon, it was only an ordinary weapon. At most, it was worth a thousand taels of silver.

But now, Chen Yu wanted to spend more than five hundred silver to buy a normal weapon.

Therefore, the statement beside Chen Yu also looked at him with an "Are you a stupid pig?" expression.

However, Chen Yu completely ignored everyone's gazes, and quietly waited for the result.

After a few breaths, there was already no one bidding. Just when the old man was about to give up waiting …

"Two thousand silver!"

Chen Yu looked towards the source of the voice and saw that the person who spoke was the young man in white from the Huang Family.

At this moment, everyone within the auction house had long revealed expressions of surprise.

Come to think of it, when Chen Yu called out the price of one thousand and five hundred silver, everyone thought of him as an idiot.

However, when the white-clothed youth raised the bid to two thousand, everyone once again carefully looked at the treasured sword in an attempt to find its uniqueness.

But, before anyone could react, Chen Yu had bid once again: "Five thousand silver taels!"

The white robed young man in the Huang Family box seemed to be at odds with Chen Yu. After muttering to himself for a moment, he spoke again: "Five thousand five hundred silver!"

"Ten thousand taels!"

Without hesitation, Chen Yu raised the price of the treasure sword to ten times, and the descriptions in the private box beside, could not help but curse loudly:

"Chen Yu, I think you have gone mad! Ten thousand taels of silver is the Chen family's monthly income! "You actually went to my Chen family's store for a month's profit for a broken sword!"

As he said, he stood up and pointed at Chen Yu: As expected of trash from the branch family, you are not worthy to be the Chen family's disciples. Once this auction is over, I will definitely report this to the clan elders and drive you out of the Chen family's main sect!

However, Chen Yu could not be bothered with the commotion at all.

He called Elder Yu over and paid for the goods.

When the old man surnamed Yu saw Chen Yu spent ten thousand silver and obtained the sword that he had initially sold for five hundred, he was naturally happy.

When Chen Yu requested for the payment to be completed immediately, the old man surnamed Yu also quickly sent the sword over to Chen Yu, as if he was afraid that Chen Yu would go back on his words.

After everything was exchanged, Chen Yu picked up the sword and studied it closely.

"Just as I expected!"

Chen Yu looked at it for a moment, then gently caressed the sword blade.

As his index finger slowly slipped to the hilt of the sword, he suddenly felt a clear difference from the entire blade, causing a slight flaw to appear on the blade.

Chen Yu's eyes lit up. He pointed his finger at the sword, and only heard a "ding" sound, and it did not stop for a long time.

The next moment.

"Crack!" A crisp sound rang out.

A crack suddenly appeared on the sword.

Following that, countless of tightly sealed Qi Force, as if finding an outlet, instantly swept up a burst of extremely sharp Sword Qi, and soared into the sky, forcefully rushing open Chen Yu's private room's door!

"Crash!"

After a cloud of sawdust flew in the air, everyone's gaze gathered at Chen Yu's room.

However, this time, there was surprise in everyone's eyes!

Because of this, a small sword appeared in Chen Yu's hand.

The small sword in Chen Yu's hand was one foot long, and only slightly longer than the dagger.

However, the sword aura emanating from this unremarkable sword was quite frightening.

The somewhat strong practitioners in the auction house all stood up, their eyes burning with regret as they stared at the short sword in Chen Yu's hand.

"Spirit Sword!" It's actually a spirit sword! "

Finally, someone who was knowledgeable enough to know the origins of the sword in Chen Yu's hand.

The spirit sword was a type of spirit weapon.

As an extremely aggressive Spirit Weapon, the value of the Spirit Sword far surpassed that of ordinary weapons.

It could be said that even a thousand common weapons would not be able to resist the value of a single Spirit Weapon.

This was because spirit weapons were weapons that could truly assist martial practitioners in battle!

If a practitioner of Fourth Stage of the Martial Dao had a Spirit Weapon, it would be difficult for even a cultivator of the fifth stage of the Martial Dao to defeat him.

However, it was a pity that spirit weapons could only be used by those who had cultivated the force of martial dao.

For the current Chen Yu, although Spirit Weapons were good, he could still see them, so they were of no use to him.

As a result, Chen Yu indifferently waved the short sword in his hand towards the outside, and said:

"I don't need this either. Since this place is a gathering of heroes and buddhas today, I will use this as an auction for the sword. If you are interested, you can buy it from me. The starting price is 20,000 taels of silver!"

As Chen Yu's voice fell, the entire auction house once again returned to silence, after experiencing a moment of restlessness.