Chen Mo nodded and glanced at the rows of things on the shelves. There was nothing he was interested in.
Then, Chen Mo walked to the items that were going to be auctioned this time. The first few items were nothing special, only the seven-inch long dagger at the end made Chen Mo slightly stunned!
The dagger was very small, with no scabbard. The entire blade was cyan and as thin as a cicada's wing. It was only seven inches long and two fingers wide. It was hard to tell what material it was made of.
It seemed that this little sword was nothing special, like a children's toy, but Chen Mo felt a trace of pure spiritual power on this little sword.
That spiritual power is not the true energy of a warrior, but the true spiritual power left behind by a true immortal cultivator. Although the spiritual power is very weak, it is enough to prove that the owner of this little sword is an immortal cultivator.
And this little sword is not a mortal thing, it should be the natal flying sword of a swordsman.
Even among the Immortal Cultivation Clan, the Sword Immortal is an extremely powerful being. It is said that one sword can defeat all kinds of magic. It is fast and has strong attacks. It is very difficult to deal with and gives many Immortal Cultivators headaches.
"It seems that the magic weapon those people talk about is this natal flying sword."
"It's just that this flying sword didn't disappear when its owner was damaged. Apparently the owner of the flying sword was very powerful during his lifetime and was able to separate the flying sword from its original existence."
"It's a pity that this natal flying sword is too old, and the remaining spiritual power is too little, so it is impossible to deduce the cultivation level of the owner of the flying sword back then."
"But it does give me an advantage. As long as I reach the third level of Qi Condensation, I can choose to practice a flying sword magical power and have the attack methods of a sword fairy."
Chen Mo turned to look at Jin Peiyun, who was standing respectfully at the side, and said, "I want this dagger. How much does it cost?"
Jin Peiyun bowed and smiled: "Since Master Chen likes it, I can just take it away. How dare I accept your money!"
Chen Mo was not polite, put away the dagger, looked at Jin Peiyun and said: "I owe the Jin family a favor."
Jin Peiyun was overjoyed. Chen Mo's favor, let alone a dagger made of unknown material, was worth giving away the entire auction house.
However, Jin Peiyun remained calm on the surface and bowed: "Master Chen is serious!"
"You continue your work, I'll leave first." Chen Mo said lightly, stood up and left.
"I'll see Master Chen off!" Jin Peiyun saw Chen Mo out.
In the hall, more people came. Seeing that the auction was about to begin, everyone was already seated. Seeing Jin Peiyun walking out from the backstage accompanied by Chen Mo, everyone focused their attention on the two of them.
Wei Ziyun stared at Chen Mo with a sinister look on his face and said to a bald old man next to him: "Master Wu, I have completed what you told me. Please help me get rid of that kid. He will become my biggest threat to pursue Jin Peiyun." stumbling block.”
Next to him, the bald old man smiled sinisterly: "Don't worry, dealing with him is as easy as squeezing an ant to death. I will do it after the auction is over to see what the magic weapon is?"
"Okay." Wei Ziyun showed a cruel smile.
Chen Mo left the auction house and prepared to find a car to go to Lingwu Mountain. Because Lingwu Mountain was too remote and the roads were not easy to travel, few people were willing to go there even if they paid double the fare.
Chen Mo asked two taxi drivers on the roadside, but they all refused. Chen Mo had no choice but to continue looking for the next car.
At this time, a young man suddenly walked up to Chen Mo and saluted Chen Mo: "Mr. Chen, my master has invited you!"
Chen Mo glanced at him curiously and asked, "Who is your master?"
The young man smiled and said, "My master is Miss Murong Yan'er's uncle. You have met before."
"So it's him. What does he want from me?" Chen Mo asked in confusion.
The young man said: "I don't know about this either. Mr. Chen can ask my master when he sees him."
"Okay, lead the way!" Although Chen Mo didn't want to see Sun Jingcai, for Murong Yan'er's sake, he decided to meet him and see what happened to him.
The young man took Chen Mo to a nearby teahouse and led Chen Mo into a box, where Sun Jingcai was sitting and waiting.
"Master, bring Mr. Chen here!"
"Well, you stay outside the door." Sun Jingcai said solemnly.
The box door was closed by the young man. Chen Mo glanced at Sun Jingcai, walked directly to sit opposite Sun Jingcai, and asked, "Is there anything you want to see me for?"
Sun Jingcai walked in from Chen Mo and stared at Chen Mo's every move, the expression on his face became colder and colder.
"This kid is so rude. He can't compare with that kid from Xingguo. It seems that I made the right choice to talk to him today."
Sun Jingcai put away his thoughts, looked at Chen Mo, and said in a cold voice: "You and Yan'er are classmates, and I am your elder. It is the first time you meet an elder, and you don't even have the most basic courtesy. It makes me doubt whether you Do you have a tutor?"
Chen Mo glanced at Sun Jingcai and couldn't help but frown. If it weren't for Murong Yan'er's sake, he would not have met Sun Jingcai at all.
Unexpectedly, the other party's first sentence was to scold him for his lax tutoring. If it had been anyone else, Chen Mo would have stood up and left immediately.
"If you came to me just to talk about this, then there is no need for us to continue talking." Chen Mo said lightly.
If Chen Mo was still the ordinary boy in his previous life, doing this would naturally be rude. But now Chen Mo is an immortal cultivator who goes against the will of nature, how can he follow the secular etiquette? If Chen Mo really followed the rules, then his six hundred years would really be in vain.
Sun Jingcai's face was slightly red, but he was really afraid that Chen Mo would leave right away, so he had no choice but to stop worrying about etiquette issues and go straight to the point: "I want you to stay away from Yan'er in the future."
Chen Mo's eyes narrowed, and he immediately understood the purpose of Sun Jingcai's conversation with him, and couldn't help but shake his head.
Seeing Chen Mo shaking his head, Sun Jingcai's eyes immediately turned cold: "You don't agree?"
Chen Mo met Sun Jingcai's eyes, ignored the coldness in his eyes, and said calmly: "I think you misunderstood. I have always treated Yan'er as a friend and a sister. I don't have any other thoughts."
Sun Jingcai's expression softened slightly, but he still stared at Chen Mo closely, as if he wanted to see through Chen Mo's heart to see if he was lying: "Looking at your expression, it doesn't look like you are lying, but even if you have no other thoughts about Yan'er, then you can Do you guarantee that Yan'er won't have any thoughts about you?"
"I saw the way Yan'er looked at you today. Although it hasn't reached that point yet, if you continue to let your development continue, that day will not be far away. I will never allow this to happen."
Sun Jingcai's face was very determined and cold, exuding a powerful majesty. This was the aura that the overlord of Longhua City should have.
Seeing Sun Jingcai being so cautious, Chen Mo couldn't understand. He asked with a smile: "Why? Why can't Yan'er like me?"
Sun Jingcai stared at Chen Mo coldly and said word by word: "Because, you are not worthy!"