President Liu took a deep look at Yang Lingtian, completely unaware of what Yang Lingtian was planning.
"Fine, follow me." President Liu led Yang Lingtian and Huang Qilong into a secret chamber.
"May I ask what you meant when you said you came to sell something?" President Liu asked in puzzlement.
Yang Lingtian smiled faintly, casually taking out a long wooden box. "Open it and take a look."
President Liu took the box and gently opened it.
Suddenly, a powerful, razor-sharp aura began to spread from within the wooden box, accompanied by waves of sword light.
"This is..." President Liu was so shocked that he could not speak.
Clearly, he knew this was a spirit artifact, unlike every weapon he had ever seen.
Yet although he had never seen or touched a spirit artifact before, he could still sense the extraordinary nature of this sword. It could be considered a Supreme Treasure.
Yang Lingtian said indifferently, "This is a Low-Grade Spirit Artifact. I came to sell the sword."
Huang Qilong, who was standing nearby, was also stunned. He had never expected his master to be hiding his strength so deeply and to possess such a Supreme Treasure.
At that moment, he quietly whispered into Yang Lingtian's ear, "Master, this is the spirit artifact every cultivator dreams of. Are you sure you want to exchange this sword for Thousand Green Grass?"
In his eyes, no amount of Thousand Green Grass could compare to this Low-Grade Spirit Artifact. It simply was not worth it.
In Tianshan Valley, a Low-Grade Spirit Artifact was priceless—something people could not buy even if they had the money.
Yang Lingtian smiled and replied softly, "You don't need to worry about it. I know what I'm doing."
Things were precious because they were rare. In Tianshan Valley, where