Chapter 68: Missing a sword!

“Twenty million.”

The price of 20 million immediately made the whole audience fall into silence.

Ye Weiyang’s eyes lit up, “Okay, VIP No. 3 bids 20 million gold coins. At this price, Weiyang can’t judge whether it is worth it. But I believe that anything is priceless as long as you like it. If no other VIP continues to bid, this treasure will belong to VIP No. 3.”

“Twenty million for the second time.”

“Twenty million for the third time, deal.” The moment the hammer fell, it also meant that the magic crystal of the Heaven-Defying Demon Dragon Clan was sold at a high price of twenty million.

However, what they didn’t know was that this was only the first of the Heaven-Defying Demon Dragon Magic Crystals, and there were nine more that were not included in the auction.

This auction method is exactly where Ye Weiyang’s cleverness lies. It gives other people who want to get the magic crystal of the Heaven-Defying Demon Dragon enough time to withdraw the money to avoid the situation of the auction failing.

The auction proceeded quickly, and as time passed, it soon entered the auction of the last item.

“The next item to be auctioned is the last item of today’s VIP auction. It is also our grand finale. Please welcome Miss Feng Ling’er.”

A golden beam of light fell from the sky, and Feng Ling’er in a white dress appeared in front of everyone.

She was seen holding a long box covered with red cloth in both hands and walking slowly towards the auction table.

Although it is covered with red velvet, the size of the box can still be seen. The rectangular box is about four feet and five inches long and one foot wide, and looks very large.

Although Feng Ling’er has a slender but very thin figure, she looks very pitiful when she holds it up.

“It is a sword that was once stained with the blood of countless demons. It once created an epic legend. The sacred light once shone because of it, but after its master died, it was so proud that it chose to seal itself.”

Ye Weiyang’s sentimental voice spread throughout the entire place. There was a clear trace of sadness on her face, without a single trace of affectation, as if her emotions at this moment came completely from her heart.

“This is a sword of glory, a divine sword full of glory and legend. The owner who auctioned this sword here has a very important requirement. That is, the bidder must be able to remove its seal and pay 20 million gold coins. Otherwise, it will not be sold no matter how much the bid is.”

Ye Weiyang smiled somewhat sadly and said:
“Speaking of this, you should have guessed what our finale lot is today. This is not the first time it has appeared here, but each time it has failed to sell due to the attached conditions.”

“As an auctioneer and an admirer of this sword, I really hope that I can find a destined person for it today. If there is really a distinguished guest who can unlock its seal, then this auction house is willing to bear one third of the total cost as a tribute to the sword.”

“Huh?” In the box, Xidi stood behind Bai Chen and pressed his shoulders. When she heard Ye Weiyang’s description, she looked over curiously.

“Could this sword be…” Sidi muttered to himself, as if he had already guessed what the sword was.

“Yes, this sword is the Aria of the Goddess of Light, the sword that Ye Wushang, the Sword God of Light, carried back then. It is said that Ye Wushang would hold the sword in his arms every night before falling asleep when he was three years old. He used five swords in total until he broke through to the sixth level at the age of sixteen.”

“He melted these five swords into one furnace, constantly tempering them with his body and mind, fusing them with his spirit, making them drink the blood of the demons, absorb the essence of the heaven, earth, sun and moon, and transform hundreds of metals into sharp edges. After thirty years, he finally made this sword.”

“On the day the sword was completed, the goddess of light descended upon us, and the pearl appeared on the tip of the sword. Eventually, the sword was named the Aria of the Goddess of Light. It was with this sword that the Sword God of Light, Ye Wushang, slew seven demon gods in a row and confronted the Demon God Emperor.”

“It’s a pity that this sword fell with Ye Wushang just one year after it was forged. On that day, the whole city of Southeast Fortress cried out, and the leader of the Temple Alliance of that generation sighed and wept, and personally inscribed the words “Thousand Years of Sword” in the Warrior Temple.” “After Ye Wushang’s death, the sword was sealed by himself and passed down from generation to generation by Ye Wushang’s descendants. Now it has fallen into Ye Weiyang’s hands.”

Bai Chen described the legendary deeds of the Bright Sword God Ye Wushang in a calm and relaxed manner, with a hint of admiration in his tone.

As one of the seventy-two demon gods, Sidi naturally knew about Ye Wushang’s deeds, but she didn’t expect that Bai Chen knew more about it than she did.

“Master, the purpose of your coming here is this sword?” Sidi asked.

Bai Chen nodded, “This sword was once nurtured by Ye Wushang to give birth to a sword spirit. The bead on the tip of the sword contains a trace of the law of the Goddess of Light. Although the sword spirit left with Ye Wushang after sealing the sword body, the sword body is a growing divine sword that can give birth to a sword spirit again.”

Now the only weapons Bai Chen can use are the Purple Dragon Sword given to him by the Demon Emperor and the Heaven-Defying Demon Sword copied by the system.

Although they all have a quality close to that of divine artifacts, they have reached their limit and cannot grow.

He now has the defensive super artifact, the Sun-Moon God Snail Shield, but he still lacks an offensive super artifact. It would be most appropriate to use the Aria of the Goddess of Light as a basis to refine the super artifact.

While they were talking, Ye Weiyang had already lifted the red cloth on the stage, revealing an antique wooden box.

The wooden box is brown-red in color, without too many gorgeous patterns on it, only copper edging. It exudes an air of vicissitudes and simplicity, showing that it is very old.

The auction hall had become quiet at this time. It seemed that many VIPs were familiar with the auction item, and the atmosphere was somewhat depressing.

“Niece Weiyang, why don’t you let me buy it? Although I cannot remove its seal yet, after I buy it, I will do my best to let this magic sword see the light of day again. What do you think?” The bidder with a deep voice in VIP Room No. 3 spoke.

Ye Weiyang shook his head with a sad look in his eyes, “I’m sorry, I understand your intention, but I must watch it bloom here. This is my grandfather’s wish.”

“Weiyang no longer hides the fact that the consignor of this sword is actually me. This magic sword was once used by my grandfather’s grandfather, that is, my great-great-grandfather. When my grandfather was dying, his greatest wish was to be able to unlock the seal on this magic sword and let its light shine on the world again. It would be best if he could continue to drink the blood of the demons, so as to live up to the power of the magic sword.”

“Any distinguished guest who is capable can come up and give it a try. The prerequisite is that you must be a professional with light attributes. As long as you can unlock the seal, I can accept it even if you pay in installments.”

As he spoke, Ye Weiyang turned around and slowly opened the wooden box.

Gloomy, solemn, sad, and dead silent; when the heavy sword in the wooden box was presented to everyone, it emanated these four negative emotions at the same time.

It was a heavy sword that was completely black in color. Its style was very simple and elegant. The whole sword was about four feet and two inches long, of which the hilt was one foot and two inches long, the blade was three feet long, and the width of the blade was four fingers.

The hilt and the sword body are integrated into one, as if they were carved from a special metal. The most peculiar thing is that the blade is very thick and has no edge, with faint fine and dark cloud patterns on it. The tip of the sword is not sharp either, and there is actually a black bead there.

There is no strong aura emanating from it, only the ancient vicissitudes of life, but everyone can feel the connotation contained in this heavy sword in this gloomy and solemn atmosphere.

No one came up to the stage, but everyone remained silent to show respect for the sword. The silence made the atmosphere even more depressing.

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(End of this chapter)