When he had arrived, Xu Yi had learned the rules of trade here from the exchange devices in the private room. This high-end hall had no crystal-screen devices; transactions took place only between cultivators, and buyers had to pay a tax of one hundred Incense Beads for each individual transaction.
"I have a Spirit Weapon. It needs only to be nurtured with blood and qi and refined with Incense Spirit Essence before it can be used as your own. The starting price is three thousand Incense Beads, and rare treasures are also accepted in exchange. Bidding starts now, with each increase no less than one hundred Incense Beads."
Suddenly, someone stepped onto the high platform, holding a long green sword. Its blade was as clear as water, cold and extraordinary.
As he spoke, the Long-browed Youth flourished his wrist and traced a sword flourish. The sword qi immediately drew streaks of black through the air, revealing its extraordinary power.
The moment the Spirit Weapon appeared, the atmosphere in the hall grew heated.
An old man with a long face said, "This Spirit Weapon was clearly repaired with a secret method. Who knows how many years it's been around? Its sharpness has faded, and its offensive power is limited. It's not worth three thousand Incense Beads. You should lower the price."
The Long-browed Youth gave a cold snort. "Buy it if you want. If you don't, get out of the way. You dare come here to spoil my sale? You really think I'm easygoing?"
The old man with a long face snorted. "I'd like to see who's willing to take such a big loss."
As soon as he finished speaking, someone began bidding. In the blink of an eye, the price had soared past three thousand five hundred. The old man