Published: March 9, 2025
The blade was entwined with cloud patterns and glimmered coldly. As soon as it was drawn from its sheath, the temperature in the hall unexpectedly dropped several degrees.
Such a sword could only be described with the word "perfect"!
"Heavenly level superior quality? Uh, supreme quality sword?" The manager stared blankly, his face turning red.
Only now did he recall another thing the person had said: Can you handle it?
If all three weapons in this person's hands were of such a level, consuming them all at once would definitely require a considerable investment!
"Uh... this esteemed guest... hehe..." The manager rubbed his hands together, his face slightly flushed, and hurriedly stepped forward: "I am Meng Zhaoqiang, the head manager of the auction house. I must apologize for my earlier rudeness and lack of hospitality; please forgive me, esteemed guest, hehe..."
After a couple of dry laughs, he turned and gestured with his hand: "Please, please, come to the inner room to talk."
Chu Yang smiled slightly, sheathing the sword and politely addressing the reception lady: "Thank you, Miss Xie, for the introduction."
He then followed the head manager, Meng Zhaoqiang, along with Cat Nini into the inner room.
As they walked, Cat Nini felt as if she were stepping on clouds, with one foot high and the other low, as if she were dreaming.
Another treasured sword! But why did it have to be said as 'another'?
In the inner room, Meng Zhaoqiang carefully inspected the two swords and one blade before him.
There was no doubt that these weapons were all heavenly level supreme quality. The so-called heavenly level supreme quality means that they have surpassed the basic standards of heavenly level, coming infinitely close to saint level, yet still lacking that last bit to reach the saint level realm.
Thus, these weapons have a term that falls between the two; they are also called 'Pseudo-Saint'.
"May I ask your esteemed name, sir?"
"My surname is Chu, Chu Yang."
After some pleasantries, they took their seats.
"I have carefully examined these two blades and one sword; they indeed reach the heavenly level supreme quality." Meng Zhaoqiang said, "However, what truly surprises me is that the edges of these weapons are still brand new, as if they are unclaimed weapons untouched by the chaos of the world..."
It must be said, this manager had quite an eye: "Therefore, I have some questions... These swords must have been crafted by the same master, but I wonder which master forged them? Also, who is the 'first forged' on the blades? I'm not trying to pry into your identity; I'm merely curious about when such an exceptional master appeared!"
Chu Yang replied lightly, "I apologize for the manager's inquiry. This 'first forged' refers to my elder brother. Due to a disability from childhood, he was unable to practice superior cultivation techniques, so he poured all his efforts into forging. My brother shuns fame and fortune and never shows himself, which is why few know him; these weapons were all crafted by his own hands!"
"I see." Meng Zhaoqiang's eyes shifted. He did not doubt Chu Yang's answer. Since this was their first meeting, if Chu Yang were to lay everything bare from the start, it would raise suspicions about his motives.
Chu Yang continued calmly, "My brother has loved forging weapons since childhood. I remember when he was seventeen, he crafted his first human level weapon. However, it was melted down later, being a product of his youth and inexperience. By the time he turned twenty-eight, he could easily forge heavenly level weapons! Anything below heavenly level is deemed a failed work, and keeping them serves no purpose!"
Meng Zhaoqiang's eyes widened in shock.
"My brother is now fifty-two years old, no longer the reckless youth of his earlier days. Throughout life, he must consider his needs for food, clothing, and shelter." Chu Yang said softly, "My brother's weapons have never been sold; this is the first time. Hearing of your esteemed auction house, I came to inquire about it."