Originally, five million taels of gold could be done, but he was extorted by an extra one million taels. One can imagine Long Sixuan's expression.
Fortunately, things are finally in hand.
As a child of the Long clan and the son of the patriarch, Long Sixuan still has pretty good eyesight.
This glazed jade fan is very exquisitely crafted, it is emerald green in color, the size of a palm, and a jade tassel is attached to the tail of the fan.
He looked at this glazed jade fan and explored it with mental strength.
It was discovered that this jade fan is a spiritual weapon that can control the wind. It can be transformed into a flying spiritual weapon. As long as a certain amount of spiritual power is injected, this jade fan can become the size of a carpet, accommodating five or six people riding at the same time. .
Spiritual artifacts of this level can only be calculated as low-grade or mid-grade earth-grade, but the mystery of this glazed jade fan is that it is of high quality and there is no trace of impurities in it.
If it is used for flying, its speed is twice as fast as that of ordinary earth-level flying spirit weapons, and it is indeed a treasure in the flying spirit.
Calculating reluctantly, one million taels of gold is not too bad, and it is definitely more than enough to use it to participate in the first test of the world's number one forging.
Long Sixuan was delighted when a faint hum came from the room.
Long Sixuan looked at the interior of the room with disgust.
It's just a spacious room, divided into two rooms inside and outside. This place was originally the bedroom of Long Huai of the Long family.
Long Sixuan walked into the inner room, and on the sick bed lay an old man with a stiff body and a haggard face.
The old man still smelled of urine, obviously he was incontinent and unable to take care of himself.
This person is none other than Long Huai, the patriarch of the Long clan.
After learning about the ambitions of the fourth son Long Sixuan, patriarch Long Huai became wary of him and quietly sent Long Baobao away.
Unexpectedly, Long Sixuan, who is not as good as a pig or dog, after learning the news of Long Baobao's escape, held a grudge, and used poison to turn Long Huai into this corpse-like appearance.
Long Huai couldn't move his limbs, so he had to rely on his servants to feed him some pills every day to survive.
"Old guy, I think you're quite boring lying down, how about I show you some fun things?" Long Sixuan laughed cruelly.
He has no affection for his father.
He is narrow-minded and ambitious, and he has coveted the position of patriarch since he was a child. He is obviously more talented than his elder brother Long Sihai, but the old guy uses the reason that the Long clan is always inherited by his sons and grandsons, and puts his whole body of refining He taught Long Sihai all his unique skills.
After finally waiting for Long Sixuan to die, he thought, now, the old guy should pass on the position of the Patriarch of the Long Family to him.
Who knows, the old guy has taken a fancy to Long Baobao again.
Repeated failures made Long Sixuan hate Long Huai and Long Baobao deeply, and then he acted to poison his biological father and kill his nephew.
Long Sixuan took out the box containing the head of the dragon bag, and picked up the head cruelly.
"Old guy, have you seen it? This is the precious grandson you miss day and night."
When he saw the head of the child who had lost all color and closed his eyes, Patriarch Long Huai made a faint whining sound, and he opened his mouth with difficulty.
"Long Sixuan, you bastard, you won't let such a small child go."
Long Huai regretted that he had known Long Sixuan was such a wolf-hearted dog. When Steward Huang advised him to beware of Long Sixuan, he should have killed this evil animal.
"Baobao, it's Grandpa who hurt you."
Long Huai's life is better than death, Long Baobao is his only hope after being poisoned, but now, his most precious grandson is also dead, Long Huai just feels that all hope is lost.
He made up his mind and was about to bite off his tongue in one bite, but Long Sixuan was already on guard, he grabbed Long Huai's chin.
"Old ghost, want to die? It's not that easy, I tell you, you must not die before I capture the leader of the world's number one forging. Don't worry, I know you are boring when you are alone. So, I will take the dragon bag Keep Bao's head well, put it next to your pillow, and accompany you every day." Long Sixuan grinned grimly.
"Bastard, stop wishful thinking, with you, there is no way to win the leader of the world's best trainer, go ahead and dream." Long Huai couldn't wish to die, his old eyes were bloodshot.
"Old ghost, you have always looked down on me, thinking that Long Sihai and Long Baobao are more talented than me. It's a pity that those two guys are talented but have no brains, and they were not all killed by me in the end. Look, I Does this spiritual weapon in your hand look familiar? Isn’t it made by your precious grandson?”
Long Sixuan slowly took out the glazed jade fan, he wanted the old guy to pay the price for his lack of eyesight all these years, so that every day of his life would be worse than death!
"What? You killed your elder brother too! You, you really are inhumane." Long Huai was filled with grief and indignation, wishing to smash Long Sixuan to ashes.
But at this moment, he saw the glazed jade fan in Long Sixuan's hand.
Something flashed through the old Patriarch's mind very quickly.
This time, in order to make Long Baobao shine, the whole process of refining the spirit weapon for the preliminary competition was kept secret. Only Longhuai and Long Baobao participated in the refining.
Even Steward Huang and Long Sixuan only knew that the dragon bag was made from a fan, but they didn't know the specific grade or what kind of fan it was.
How could it be a glazed jade fan
Undoubtedly, this glazed jade fan is also a high-grade spiritual treasure, but it is obviously inferior to the dragon bag in terms of practicality and quality. The old Patriarch remembers it clearly.
Although Long Huai had doubts, but soon, there was a burst of joy in his heart.
Long Baobao once said that as long as he is still alive, he will definitely protect the spiritual weapon, and the fan is alive, and the fan is dead.
The fan was dropped by someone, and in order to deceive Long Sixuan, the other party even used a high-grade spiritual weapon of similar quality to deceive people.
Thinking back again, the old patriarch Longhuai hadn't looked at the head of the child just now because he was excited for a while. Feeling too much sadness.
If it was really his grandson, how could he remain indifferent
Baobao, he is not dead!
The old Patriarch is indeed a person who has seen big storms, but in an instant, he went from furious to joyful, but he concealed it extremely well.
Long Sixuan didn't find anything wrong with the head and the spirit weapon.
"Long Sixuan, you will have a terrible death." Long Huai closed his eyes, hiding the surprise in his heart, and cursed in a low voice full of "resentment".
"Old ghost, then you just wait for the day when I die badly." Long Sixuan laughed and walked away.