Bidding!!

Since this black sword carried Yan Lingxi's aura, Bai Yu had no reason to hesitate any longer.

"Hehe, the owner of this black sword wishes to exchange it for some pills and Great Medicine. Nothing else will be accepted. The pills should preferably be Soul-Nourishing Heaven-Mending Pills, while the Great Medicine must be effective on the soul."

"As for the quantity, that will depend on what price you all have in mind."

Wu Qianru smiled faintly, her gaze sweeping across the hall.

"We also know these conditions are indeed somewhat harsh, but as I said, the value of this black sword is right here for all to see. Though it is only a damaged immortal artifact, it is connected to a supreme powerhouse."

"If you are fortunate enough to follow the vine and find out who this great powerhouse was, you may even obtain their hidden legacy."

Wu Qianru openly painted a grand vision.

"The bidding now begins. Please, everyone."

As she spoke, her gaze subtly shifted toward Bai Yu's direction.

The great hall fell silent once more, yet quite a few people were interested in the black sword. Of the cultivators who had come here, which one did not possess deep foundations?

Though the chance Wu Qianru spoke of was slim, cultivation sometimes depended on that sliver of fate. What if that person happened to be oneself...

"Two seventh-rank high-grade Soul-Reviving Blood Pills."

"Three Soul-Harmonizing Spirit-Cleansing Pills."

"One seventh-rank low-grade Great Medicine."

Before long, bids rang out one after another, instantly turning the somewhat chilly atmosphere fiery. Wu Qianru also secretly breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed many people believed that they themselves were the child favored by fate.

In her eyes, the black sword was worth far more than this, but there was clearly an unexpected pleasant