Sword Appraisal Conference

Huang Helou's three questions in succession were enough to show just how hesitant and concerned he was at this moment.

Perhaps even he himself had not realized that, when it came to such major sect affairs, he instinctively still harbored a trace of reliance on Lu Feng's decisions, thinking to follow the latter's instructions.

Chi Yuanqing was even more so. He had never possessed much ability in leadership to begin with. Though he had occupied the Sect Leader's seat these past days, matters great and small had all been handled through discussion with Huang Helou and the others, listening to everyone's opinions.

As for this batch of treasured swords, he was both overjoyed and felt as though they were hot potatoes, too difficult to handle.

The others all turned their gazes toward Xia Yiyun as well.

Gu Lingling's eyes were filled with stars, her face full of adoration.

Xia Yiyun smiled calmly. "Senior Brother Lu said that swords like these would eventually become widespread throughout the Soul Master Realm and would no longer be incomparably rare treasures. His meaning was that we could keep them hidden away for a while without being too anxious or concerned. If the sect's resources grow tight, we can also sell this batch of swords during this period in exchange for resources more beneficial to the sect's development."

"What kind of joke is that?" Tian Jishu flared his nostrils and glared as he angrily retorted, "How could swords of this grade possibly become widespread? Much less cheap! Only a fool would sell them off to exchange for resources."

The corner of Chi Yuanqing's mouth twitched. "Junior Sister Xia, Senior Brother Lu... did he really say that?"

Xia Yiyun nodded, just about to speak.

Huang Helou's suspicious voice came over. "Could it be that Sect Leader