"Senior, did I say sothing wrong again?" Xing Shan scratched his head awkwardly, but quickly patted his chest and said, "I’ll take responsibility for my own actions, senior, I won’t drag you down."
Lin Tian smiled wryly inside, patted his shoulder, walked to the window, and cupped his fists towards the naless booth, "Ling Pavilion Master, Xing Shan is straightforward, his words might have been too direct. If he offended anyone, please forgive him for my sake."
"Who’s this person hiding his face? Why should Ling Pavilion Master give him any face?"
"Hard to say. Since he can sit on the second floor, he must have sothing special about him. Let’s say less and see how Ling Pavilion Master handles it."
The crowd began whispering amongst themselves, the people from several Ancient Martial families looked at Lin Tian, then at the naless booth, showing thoughtful expressions, as if they thought of sothing.
"Ling Xiao, let them all step back. There’s no need to make a fuss over a small matter, continue hosting the auction, and don’t delay any longer."
A woman’s voice ca from the naless booth again, with a perfectly calm tone, as if nothing in the world worried her. If a phrase could describe her, it would be "still water runs deep."
When Ling Pavilion Master’s voice erged, the crowd wore strange expressions; she actually gave the man in black face.
Inside the naless booth, Ling Shuiyao was standing with her hands on her hips, glaring out the window, puffing her cheeks and huffing, "Aunt, why don’t you teach that person a lesson, hmph, made run into the n’s restroom..."
As soon as the little girl finished speaking, she covered her mouth imdiately, realizing she slipped her tongue. She quickly changed her words, "Aunt, did I say anything just now? I don’t rember."
The woman shook her head, showing a helpless smile. Seeing her aunt didn’t press further, Ling Shuiyao breathed a slight sigh of relief and changed the topic, "Aunt, how did you persuade Qingshuang Pavilion to auction the Heart of the teorite?"
The woman smiled and said, "Of course, it required paying a price—a high-grade elixir, and Qingshuang Pavilion will take thirty percent of the auction proceeds."
"What? A high-grade elixir, and thirty percent of the auction money? Qingshuang Pavilion is too greedy!" Ling Shuiyao’s eyes widened, her face full of indignation, "Even though it’s the Heart of the teorite, more precious than black gold silk, no one has ever been able to lt it, so it’s worthless if no one can use it, it just takes up space."
"Too greedy, Qingshuang Pavilion is too greedy!" The little girl said ’too greedy’ several tis. In her view, if sothing cannot be used, no matter how high-grade, it’s just a useless stone, so she felt very dissatisfied.
The woman was calm and said indifferently, "As long as Qingshuang Pavilion is willing to put it up for auction, what does it matter to pay a price."
"A useless stone and a high-grade elixir, the price is just too..." Ling Shuiyao looked at her aunt and couldn’t finish her sentence, finally shaking her head similarly and saying helplessly, "Aunt, why did you put the Heart of the teorite up for auction?"
The woman’s gaze beca distant and she said softly, "You’ll know in the future."
"Future, how long is the future, aunt? You know I’m curious, you’re keeping awake at night on purpose." Ling Shuiyao pouted and said coyly.
The woman extended her slender, fair finger and tapped Ling Shuiyao’s nose with a laugh, "You, from childhood to now, fall asleep the mont your head hits the pillow, not even thunder could wake you."
"Hmph, if you won’t say, don’t say, I don’t want to hear it anyway. I’ll go watch the auction." Ling Shuiyao pretended to snort and then ran to the window.
The woman paid no mind to her "anger," and also moved to the window, but she wasn’t looking at the Heart of the teorite on the auction stage, instead, she was watching Lin Tian’s booth, her eyes slightly shifting, her thoughts unknown.
Lin Tian naturally didn’t know there was a pair of eyes watching here. Of course, he didn’t care. Whether it was ten pairs or eight pairs watching his booth now didn’t matter, anyway, he had drawn the attention of these ancient Martial Artists due to Xing Shan today.
Standing behind the bead curtain, looking at the Heart of the teorite on the auction stage, Lin Tian’s expression shifted slightly, a fervor in his eyes. Yes, he decided to bid on the Heart of the teorite.
Although Lin Tian had long heard of the Heart of the teorite’s fa, that wasn’t the reason he decided to bid. The real reason was that the Sword Spirit was chattering away in his mind, what it said made him make a decision.
"Lin Tian, that’s a good thing, didn’t I tell you before? To forge weapons with shape-shifting stone, you must have a main material and several auxiliary materials, and this stone is an excellent main material, no, it’s simply superb, quick, get it..."
The Sword Spirit was shouting like this in Lin Tian’s head and even egging him on to snatch it. Lin Tian was full of black lines and said in his mind, "Don’t you see where we are? If I snatch it, the entire Ancient Martial world would probably hunt down. Though I’m not afraid, there’s no need to cause trouble, if money can solve the problem, why stir up a hornet’s nest."
"However, your dog’s nose is pretty sharp; you found the shape-shifting stone last ti, now you found the Heart of the teorite, you seem to have so skill." Lin Tian praised this Sword Spirit.
"Of course, my original body was forged from top-notch materials, so I have so insights into these special materials. It’s a pity, the Sword of the King’s body was lost by you, otherwise, re-lting it would yield exceptional material." The Sword Spirit said proudly, but when speaking of the Sword of the King, it was imnsely regretful.
"What? The Sword of the King broke, and it can still be lted into material?" Lin Tian exclaid.
The Sword Spirit swayed a bit, affirming, "Of course, though a lot of energy was absorbed by from the Sword of the King, a starved cal is still bigger than a horse; the sword body’s material is still a treasure."
"Damn, why didn’t you say earlier, I thought it was useless." Lin Tian was very aggrieved, a bit anxious, "No, randomly discarding a treasure, that’s squandering, I must retrieve it, but it’s far away in England, I can’t leave..."
"Kid, did you forget? Your Queen, Charlotte, is still in England, you can let her fetch it." The Sword Spirit reminded.
Queen? In Lin Tian’s mind appeared the high and beautiful Princess, but he imdiately refuted, "Charlotte is a vampire, Holy Spirit Town is the Guardian’s Holy Land, sending her there is courting death."
"Anyway, I’ve told you, what to do is up to you." The Sword Spirit said irresponsibly.
Lin Tian thought for a mont, a smile appeared on his face, he already had a plan, but he didn’t tell the Sword Spirit anything, right now there was an important task—to bid on the Heart of the teorite.
If he couldn’t get this main material, finding the Sword of the King wouldn’t do much good. Of course, bidding on the Heart of the teorite wasn’t an easy task, not to ntion those Ancient Martial families, just dealing with Li Wenfeng was enough of a hassle.
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