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Chapter 100: Chapter 100 Secret of the Spiritual Sword

Translator: Exodus Tales Editor: Exodus Tales

“How weird...” Just as Zong Shou was deep in thought, people below placed their bids, directly increasing to two hundred Grade Three beast crystals. It continued climbing, only slowing down at four hundred.

This was close to the normal price of this Black Wave Sword, and only a few people continued to bid, all within suites.

Zong Shou looked at the sword once more with certainty, until when no one bid did he look towards Yin Yang and make a “nine” hand signal.

Although Yin Yang was a little surprised, but wasn’t going to go against Zong Shou’s order. However before he could speak, Chuxue excitedly rushed to the window and shouted, “My Young Master say nine hundred Grade Three beast crystals!”

At the moment, many probing eyes looked over from within the tea house. There weren’t many who looked shocked, but each of them had weird expressions.

There were many Grade Three beasts in the world, but to amass enough Grade Three beast crystals they needed decades. Normally while they were amassing them, these beasts would be at the peak of the Grade.

This was why although many Mythic Masters focused on hunting beasts as their livelihood, in their entire lives they would at most reach five to six hundred such crystals.

Nine hundred Grade Three beasts crystals was over double of the normal price of this Black Wave Sword, and could buy a well-made Grade One spiritual sword.

The eyes of the many who looked over were filled with disdain. Zong Ling was also staring over with a “you are so dumb” expression.

Zong Shou didn’t care, quietly waiting for the results. After a few breaths, no one made any other bids. Just as the old man was ready to give up waiting, another low voice broke out from below, “One thousand Grade Three beast crystals!”

Zong Shou searched for the noise and saw that it came from the black shirted man at the corner.

Everyone within the tea house were astonished. A funny thing was that when Zong Shou bid nine hundred, everyone saw him as a fool, but when the black shirt middle aged man bid a thousand, no one dared to look down on him. Instead they once again judged the sword carefully and tried to see where it was so special.

Silently shaking his head, Zong Shou didn’t hesitate and once again raised out five fingers to Chuxue.

Chuxue understood what he said and shouted, “Five thousand!”

This time,many of the rich people here were unable to breathe. Many of their life savings were not even a tenth of this price.

Five thousand beast crystals was even enough to buy three to five Xiantian Master’s lives!

Who knew who it was that was within the suite. Just because of this ordinary looking sword, they bid such a shocking price.

That middle aged man was unfazed, taking in a deep breath before speaking up once more, “Fifty-one hundred!”

Zong Shou smirked, reaching out a finger and waving it at Chuxue.

This time not only did Yin Yang frown, even Chuxue hesitated. Under the fierce gaze of Zong Shou, she shouted uncertainly, “Ten thousand!”

The moment her words landed, Zong Ling who was in the other suite, couldn’t help but scold out, “Zong Shou, you are crazy! Our Gantian Mountain has seven million people, three thousand Mythic Masters, and we only get two hundred thousand Grade Three crystals a year, along with the hundred thousand we get from the various cities. Today you spent ten thousand for a stupid sword? You want to ruin the Family, you don’t have to do it in such a way! What’s so special about this sword. I don’t believe someone like you who hasn’t opened a single meridian can see it!”

Zong Shou didn’t bother with him. In his last life he was poor and used to spending carefully. Now he was lucky to be the son of the Monster King, with assets worth millions; naturally he had to be generous.

This feeling of using money to suppress others, not caring about beast crystals, was so great.

As for you, Zong Ling, I am using my own crystals how does it concern you? If we don’t use it all now, are we going to wait until the spiritual wave for it to depreciate?

A Grade Three beast crystals was worth a thousand gold now, but two years from now even a hundred would be too high.

The black shirted looked over. His eyes didn’t show any anger, laughing out as he looked down on Zong Shou, “How foolish!”

Everyone else was startled, and in a short while they understood. This person at the corner bid so as to play around with the person in the suite for enjoyment.

The old man who chaired the auction had a bright smile on his face, but he was also a little worried.

No one would have expected such a normal Black Wave Sword to be sold for ten thousand. It was only pawned for a hundred Grade Three beast crystals and they had earned a full ninety-nine times that.

Could the bidder really take out such an amount? Only when another manager whispered a few words in his ear did joy fill his face. He waved his hand to let someone send the sword to Zong Shou’s suite. He even brought with him the witness letter of the Sanlu bank, afraid that Zong Shou would go against his words.

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Only when few people left in satisfaction did Zong Shou pick up the Black Wave Sword and appraise it on his hand.

The things on sale now were a few pills and talismans, as well as some antiques and land.

Zong Shou was uninterested and only focused on the sword in his hand.

He could still hear Zong Ling blabbing out in the next suite. He seemed to be tired as his tone changed to one of disdain. “The Ruler is so amazing, but why did he give birth to a dumb kid like you? If his spirit roams in the netherworld and knew that you were spending his wealth like this, he would definitely vomit blood. Double Meridian Body and unable to cultivate, that’s okay, but even your brain is so stupid? Isn’t it normal for those Yunxia Mountain people to be shameless? If his price is too high, just don’t bother. Why are you so foolish...”

Zong Ling continued to grumble on, there was also another ice cold gaze who looked over. It was the Purple Lightning Spear, Zong Yuan.

Zong Shou acted like he didn’t hear anything while Chuxue, although angry, couldn’t vent it out. She couldn’t find a way to retort.

Only Yin Yang was expressionless, looking at the Black Wave Sword seriously, helping Zong Shou search for the valuable point of the sword.

“As expected, it is weird!”

Zong Shou looked at it for a while before flicking at the sword body, giving out a “ding” that lasted for a long while.

After listening to it for a moment, Zong Shou turned his gaze to the sword handle.

Although the sword body was totally black, the handle had ten pearls embedded in it, along with dozens of weakening talisman runes drawn onto it.

Zong Shou tried to remove all the pearls and then fooled around with it for a moment. Yin Yang and Chuxue heard a soft kacha.

In the next moment, air that was tightly sealed within seemed to have found its exit as the pearls struck out, numerous holes appearing on the wooden walls all around. A really sharp and powerful wind suddenly charged upwards, smashing away the roof of Zong Shou’s suite.

Within his hand appeared a small sword, around twenty inches long, shining coldly.

At that moment everyone’s eyes looked over once more, this time more than shocked.

“It’s a Grade Three Spiritual Weapon...”