Chapter 331
Chapter 331: Sword Embryo Auction
Translator: Myriea_ActiasLuna Editor: Nou
The two Sword Embryos Fang Xing had just destroyed would have been immeasurably valuable outside the Mysterious Domain, yet Fang Xing had set them off like fireworks . The cultivators were immediately sent into a panic; if this continued, they would have gone through all this hard effort for nothing, and no one was willing to see all of their work go to waste like that . The emotional cultivators were quickly cowed into silence and their faces began twisting with complex thoughts .
"Fellow Daoist Fang, we attacked the Sword Mound together . Logically we should split everything together, but now you want to sell them to us? Isn't this a bit much?" someone coldly spoke up amidst the silence . The person had their face covered and wore a blue robe while giving off the impression of being the lead disciple of some large sect or clan .
Fang Xing just let out a cold laugh at those questions . "How could the Sword Embryos be evenly split between so many people here? Fairness can't be achieved, so I may as well make it convenient for me; since all the Sword Embryos are in my hands, whoever wants one will just need to pay money in exchange . If anyone tries to snatch them, I will destroy one Sword Embryo for one attack, two embryos for two attacks . If you all come at me, I'll f*cking blow all of them up! Don't you all try to vent your anger at me, I'm not even f*cking scared of the Huangfu clan, so do you really think I'd be afraid of you bunch of cowards? If you don't believe what I say, why don't you give it a try?" All the cultivators flinched when Fang Xing's brutish energy was released, and not a single one of them stepped out of line for the time being . It was also at this moment that the Flag of Ten Thousand Spirits floated up behind Fang Xing and began waving with an overflowing might .
The blue-clothed bandit released a light sigh of admiration towards Fang Xing . It seemed Fang Xing hadn't considered taking the Sword Embryos and quietly leaving even from the beginning; he knew these Sword Embryos were hot potatoes that would cause nothing but trouble, as well as the fact they were all but useless to him now that he'd already gotten a Sword Embryo of his own . Not only would there not be any benefits from holding onto the remaining Sword Embryos, he'd turn into a public enemy and become the target of a countless number of crazed cultivators . This group of bastards dared to attack the Huangfu-controlled Sword Mound for the sake of Sword Embryos, so why would they be afraid of Fang Xing? It was best to get rid of all the remaining Sword Embryos as a precaution .
There was also another reason, of course: these normal Sword Embryos would only be able to last three days after being pulled from the ground, after which they'd become nothing more than hunks of useless steel without any value whatsoever . Fang Xing's physical condition was rather bad right now, and he needed to go into seclusion as soon as possible to heal . Three days would pass by far, far too quickly and he wouldn't have any time to sort this issue out, so the thing he needed to focus on most right now was getting rid of all the Sword Embryos . As for the method, there really wasn't much need to think too hard on it: they were going to be sold .
Fang Xing was aware he didn't have the ability to suppress so many enraged cultivators, and so he'd borrowed the abilities of Han Ying and Li Ying to temporarily put a stop to the cultivators' efforts . He then used the time they bought to send a message he was truly willing to destroy all the Sword Embryos—a message he was certain would keep them all in line . He already had the black Sword Embryo and the other five colored Sword Embryos had their own owners as well; these normal Sword Embryos weren't worth much to him anymore, and his temperament was one where he'd rather destroy each and every one rather than give them to this bunch of bastards for free .
This method wasn't anything complicated, but once everything was said and done, it would usually pay off more than people expected . The admiration the blue-clothed bandit felt was also towards this; simply thinking about doing something was very different from having the guts to actually go through with it .
Although the cultivators were stunned, no one really wanted to pay for the Sword Embryos so readily, and those with high battle prowess were particularly unwilling . They were the ones who'd originally had a large chance of obtaining a Sword Embryo, so why should they accept this little demon's ransom? Regardless, they didn't dare to make any hasty movements without thinking of a better idea, so they decided to wait and observe first .
"Hehe, Fellow Daoist Fang, what kind of price are you going to ask for them?" someone asked with words that were friendly but exceedingly cold . A large number of people had decided they'd get a Sword Embryo first then sort out Fang Xing, and there were some people who decided if they couldn't get their hands on a Sword Embryo in the end, they'd simply try to take one by force . If they couldn't have one, so what if this little demon would destroy all the Sword Embryos? Why should they let others have one if they couldn't? All kinds of thoughts and ideas rose within the minds of the cultivators as they started to form their own schemes .
Fang Xing didn't have some grandiose scheme to deal with all these cultivators' ideas, but he did have a plan of his own . This little bandit might be unfamiliar with many things, but if there was one thing he knew very well, it was the greed of men; he was exactly that same kind of person, after all . For that reason, when he saw how many different expressions the cultivators had that were all filled with ill intentions, he laughed and said, "Then let's test it out and sell a few first… . "
As Fang Xing spoke, his gaze swept across the cultivators with a sneer before he grasped one of the Sword Embryos in his hand and put it on display . "This Sword Embryo is crafted from Refined Iron, it's webbed with cracks, full of iron rust, and there's even a f*cking blood stain on it . It doesn't look like anything good to me, but the malice of the sword spirit inside does feel rather strong . Whoever gets it will definitely die pretty early; who knows, it might even cause the death of their entire family… . "
The cultivators showed uncertain expressions at this, as though not quite sure how to react . Was this really how someone should sell things? Wasn't this just trying to push away any potential customers? However, when Fang Xing waved the Sword Embryo and declared, "The price shall be a hundred Spirit Stones; anyone want it?", the cultivators' sneering faces were abruptly filled with surprise and the crowd exploded with activity .
"I didn't hear it wrong, did I? This kid is asking for a hundred Spirit Stones?"
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