While people were still discussing in the Adventurer Alliance hall, Ye Chuan and the other three followed the flow of people and came to a very interesting place, Jubao Zhai.
On Qingsha Island, there are many taverns and inns with their own characteristics, but there is only one place for buying and selling treasures, and that is Jubaozhai, which stands on the most prosperous Qingsha Street on the island, monopolizing the trading of treasures on the island. The caravans and adventurers that come and go will always bring various treasures, magic weapons or all kinds of strange things. If you want to sell them, you can only sell them to Jubaozhai. The huge profits can naturally be imagined.
No one knows who is the master behind Jubaozhai, and no one knows how many treasures there are in Jubaozhai. This treasure shop seems to have appeared overnight hundreds of years ago. For hundreds of years, some people have opened similar treasure shops, but the owners either did not manage well and suffered huge losses and went out of business, or they closed down suddenly.
Over the course of hundreds of years, there were also big demons who roamed the world, taking advantage of their strength to break into the Jubaozhai, trying to snatch the treasures sealed inside, and then, there was no more.
No matter how powerful the master is, once he enters the Jubaozhai, he becomes silent again. More than a hundred years ago, Patriarch Fire Dragon, a world-famous overseas casual cultivator, once made wild promises to destroy Jubaozhai overnight. As a result, he was destroyed overnight, and his body was tied to the sea and exposed to the sun for three days and three nights.
The fire dragon ancestor who was in the semi-saint realm died like that.
Since then, the overseas casual cultivators have been honest, and no one dares to act arrogantly in Jubaozhai anymore. Slowly, the name of Jubaozhai became more and more famous and became a symbol of Qingsha Island. Many ships dock at Qingsha Island, partly because there is a freshwater lake on the island to replenish fresh water and various supplies, and partly because the hard-earned treasures can be sold at Jubaozhai. Many people even come from afar just to sell goods or buy some treasures from Jubaozhai. The background of Jubaozhai is unfathomable and no one dares to mess with it, but the business he handles is absolutely pure and innocent. This is definitely one of the best in the chaotic overseas world.
As soon as Ye Chuan and the others walked into Jubaozhai, a waiter came forward to lead the way. He was polite and would not look at the three of them because of their ordinary attire. After asking about the needs of the three people and taking Ye Chuan and the others to a private room, the waiter closed the door and left.
Jubaozhai is said to be a treasure shop, but compared with the auction houses in the Central Plains, its scale is not inferior. In the auction hall, there are rows of seats that can accommodate at least two to three thousand people at the same time. There are more than fifty private rooms of various sizes, which is much larger than the underground ghost market near Yunwu Sect. If the underground ghost market is a very large street stall, this place is a huge shopping mall with luxurious decoration. Even Qinglong County under the rule of Mrs. Qinglong does not have an auction house of this scale.
"Everyone, welcome to our Jubaozhai."
A middle-aged man in a gray robe walked up to the high platform, looked around the auction hall, and said: "It's almost time. Now, let's auction our first treasure tonight, a... dagger from eight thousand years ago. Everyone, please." look!"
The middle-aged man in gray clothes lifted the red cloth on the table, and a sharp dagger appeared in front of people, with a cold light shining. Sitting in a private room more than ten meters away, a cold air hit my face.
What a knife!
Ye Chuan, who had been keeping his eyes closed since entering the private room, suddenly opened his eyes.
Eight thousand years have not left any trace on this dagger, and it is as cold as when it was just forged. This is a murderous weapon, a trump card for close combat, and the favorite of a top killer. There are runes engraved on the blade, and there are sharp and powerful power fluctuations. It is obviously a treasure, much more powerful than ordinary flying swords.
"On the overseas weapons ranking list, this dagger ranks one thousand three hundred and twenty-seven. It is the last masterpiece of Huang Pu Feiyang, the master of weapon refining 8,000 years ago, before his death. The starting price of the best crystal stone is 800 yuan. Each time The premium crystal stone will be increased by fifty yuan." The middle-aged man in gray briefly introduced the origin of the dagger, and then handed over his time to the guests in the auction hall.
"Ranked one thousand three hundred and twenty-seven on the weapon list? This is definitely a killing weapon!"
"No wonder, it turned out to be the masterpiece of Master Huang Pu, and it was the last work before his death. No wonder this dagger is so sharp!"
In the auction hall, people quickly became commotion and scrambled to increase the price. Soon, the price increased from 800 yuan to 1,700 yuan for top-quality crystal stones, more than doubling the price.
No one doubts the origin and value of this dagger. It is produced by Jubaozhai and has never been false.
"Sir, would you like to..."
The old demon Rhodes from Yinshan is ready to make a move. As an old demon, he still has a lot of wealth. One or two thousand top-grade crystal stones is an astronomical figure to ordinary practitioners, but it is nothing to him. As long as Ye Chuan nods, he can buy it immediately.
"The sharpness is sharp enough, but unfortunately, the flexibility is not enough. If you stab a master with force, you may not be able to hurt the opponent but the blade will break. That Master Huang Pu's cultivation level during his lifetime should not have exceeded the seventh level of the real person. I already have the attainments of weapons, but I can’t advance to a higher level if my cultivation level is not enough. It’s a pity, it’s a pity!”
Ye Chuan shook his head and secretly said it was a pity.
The dagger on the stage is eye-catching at first glance, but at the second glance it feels a little lacking, and when you take a closer look at it at the third glance, you can't help but secretly say it's a pity.
Who is Ye Chuan? A great sage who once covered the sky with one hand. Although he is not a professional weapon refiner, his attainments in weapon refinement are beyond the reach of countless so-called masters. At a glance from a distance, one can see the shortcomings of this dagger, and even the shortcomings of the master who made the dagger.
The old demon from Yinshan was dumbfounded. He didn't expect that Ye Chuan could see so many things at a glance from a distance. In terms of realm, he is still far ahead of Ye Chuan, and there are vague signs of breaking through to the semi-saint realm. But when it comes to other aspects, he is far inferior to Ye Chuan.
If a person wants to reach the pinnacle of cultivation, he needs many conditions. Many times, a lack of knowledge in a certain aspect will become a shortcoming that is difficult to overcome.
A true master must be outstanding in cultivation, alchemy, weapon refining, and magic circle restraint. On the contrary, an ordinary heaven-defying master may not necessarily be able to refine elixirs and weapons, while a so-called master of weapon refinement may be mediocre in cultivation, and his cultivation is not comprehensive enough, which limits their achievements.
The old demon from Yinshan knew his shortcomings, and because of this, he was convinced of Ye Chuan. The longer I stay with Ye Chuan, the more I know that Ye Chuan is not a simple master, and the more I realize that Ye Chuan is unfathomable.
"Huh… "
A scream came from the private room next door. It seemed that he was shocked after hearing Ye Chuan's words. Several powerful spiritual thoughts quickly appeared and swept back and forth in the private room where Ye Chuan and the others were.