Published: March 9, 2025
Loyal subjects serve only one master.
This principle applies equally to people and swords. A truly good sword, once it recognizes its master, will never change for a lifetime.
When held by anyone other than its master, it feels unfamiliar and out of place! This is not a psychological issue, but a tangible fact.
And the sword participating in the auction before us is a sword without a master, untouched by blood! It is like a child still in its innocence, with all thoughts still a blank slate.
If you paint it black, it is black; if you paint it red, it is red.
Therefore, all the concerns mentioned earlier can be ignored.
As long as I get it, it is mine!
With just a simple nurturing, unity of man and sword can be achieved!
This is the true meaning of a top-tier precious sword!
"This Dragon Slayer Sword has no reserve price; everyone is free to bid, and the highest bidder wins!" Chu Yang said. With a wave of his hand, two white-clothed youths bowed respectfully and stepped down from the stage.
Hai Yang Bo felt a pang of regret: Who is this person?! Such a genius, and this kid treats them like mere servants? What a waste!
At that moment, Hai Yang Bo was almost overwhelmed by the impulse to slap that blind kid to death and take those two genius youths away, believing that even if he couldn’t acquire those auction items, having these two geniuses would still be worth it!
However, thinking of the mysterious auctioneer with unfathomable strength, along with the possibly even more terrifying owner of the Soul Suppressing Stone, Hai Yang Bo finally refrained from acting rashly!
Enduring this moment of anger, that Chu kid better watch out. Just wait until I settle the score for how you mistreat these two talents!
Clang!
The Divine Sword was drawn! Chu Yang raised it towards the sky and then let go. The sword remained suspended in the void, radiating an endless cold light. Its brilliance was piercing, cold, and indifferent.
The streamlined sword body, with a sharp tip nearly impossible to gaze upon, and the cloud patterns that seemed to dance like dragons across the blade made everyone breathe rapidly.
The light was chilling!
This sword was coldly waiting, waiting for its master!
The crowd fell silent in an instant.
Although this sword had no reserve price, everyone knew that its value could not be measured by money. The eventual final price would undoubtedly be exorbitantly high, shockingly so!
Moreover, a price that is not in the millions would be unworthy of such a divine blade!
Everyone looked at one another, and for a moment, no one dared to bid.
Chu Yang smiled faintly, showing no further reaction to the situation. He simply placed a small hourglass on the stage and said, "If no one bids before the sand in this hourglass runs out, this item will be considered unsold and will not be auctioned again!"
Saying this, he flipped the hourglass and set it on the table. The golden fine sand began to flow down. At this rate, it would likely be gone in just a few breaths…
This sudden maneuver was incredibly ruthless!
"Ten thousand! Purple Twilight Coins!" Finally, someone could not hold back any longer, their eyes blazing as they looked at the sword in the air, calling out ten thousand Purple Twilight Coins!
Ten thousand Purple Twilight Coins was already a staggering amount of wealth!
Looking around the entire Purple Cloud City, there were probably no more than five people who could afford such wealth!
But here, it was merely the initial opening bid!
Not to mention…
"Ten thousand Purple Twilight Coins? Such a divine weapon, and you offer only this price? This is a blatant disrespect to the weapon! Hahaha…" another person mocked, "I bid fifty thousand Purple Twilight Coins!"
Chu Yang's mouth twitched. The previous bid of ten thousand Purple Twilight Coins had already surprised him. It was known that a certain King of Hell had previously sent multiple divine weapons for auction, and their returns were quite substantial, but none reached a price of ten thousand Purple Twilight Coins. Although heavenly-level weapons cannot be compared with saint-level divine weapons, to have a bid of ten thousand Purple Twilight Coins on the first call was far beyond Chu Yang's initial expectations.