"Fellow Daoists!" Chang Feiyan clapped his hands and said loudly, "Though flying swords are rarely seen at our Dao Sect's Bidding Convention, it is not as though they have never appeared before! Of course, even with my experience, this is the first time I have seen a flying sword of such exceptional quality. That is why Weeping Moon City said we had something comparable to a magical treasure up for bidding; we truly caused you Fellow Daoists to misunderstand!"
"Fellow Daoist Chang!" someone still called out loudly. "Magical instruments and magical treasures either have commonly used forging methods, or specialized refinement methods are provided during bidding. This flying sword is certainly good, but I fear we do not possess the sword cultivators' incantations!"
Chang Feiyan was somewhat displeased at having his words interrupted, but he still narrowed his eyes and said, "This Fellow Daoist, rest assured. I have not finished speaking. This flying sword has already been restricted with a secret technique, and there is also a corresponding jade slip for refining it!"
"Excellent!" A smile appeared at the corner of Xiao Hua's mouth. This flying sword was practically tailor-made for him.
"I only wonder how the bidding will proceed!" Xiao Hua's heart began to race.
Sure enough, someone shouted, "Fellow Daoist Chang, what is the reserve price of this flying sword? Hurry and name it—we can barely hold ourselves back!"
"Haha, Fellow Daoists, please wait..." As Chang Feiyan spoke, he extended a hand, about to point at the light screen.
But at that very moment, Chang Feiyan suddenly sensed a slight stir in the Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi before him. At the same time, the flying sword that had just stopped in front of him abruptly raised its hilt, as though it had gained sentience. It gave a