Chapter – 87
The Golden Sword
Qin Mo looked calm on the surface, but inside his heart was shaken. He quietly felt the blade intent inside his mind. If Bai Fengcheng showed even a trace of killing intent, he would not hesitate to use his right hand and slash down with a single strike.
However, his preparation was unnecessary.
Bai Fengcheng showed no killing intent. Instead, he looked at him with even more appreciation.
“Looks like I guessed right. You don’t need to be nervous. I’ll say it again — if I truly wanted to harm you, even if you came from a great Human tribe, you wouldn’t be able to escape Qingyun Stronghold.”
Bai Fengcheng was very confident. Qingyun Stronghold was not a place one could enter and leave freely. But he did not know that Qin Mo could perfectly turn invisible.
Because of that ability, even the Cliff Shaman of the Shadow Clan had been helpless against him.
Hearing those words, Qin Mo felt ashamed. After all, when he was comprehending the Dao, Bai Fengcheng had blocked the foreign races for him and saved his life. Yet he had still guarded himself so carefully.
Of course, Qin Mo did not argue. Even if Qingyun Stronghold possessed a legendary grand formation, he had no fear.
“You were born insignificant, yet you’ve grown to this level. I’m very curious about your future achievements. I’m afraid you won’t stop at becoming just a Human King,” Bai Fengcheng said firmly. “If my elder brother were here, he would probably hide you away immediately and even protect your path.”
Qin Mo rarely made promises, but today he had to.
“Great kindness needs no thanks. If you ever need me in the future, I, Qin Mo, will give my full strength.”
“You brat, how do you always say such sentimental things?” Bai Fengcheng shook his head. “Still, I like hearing it. Go rest well. The ten-year auction is about to begin. I’m sure you don’t want to miss it. Maybe you’ll find something you want.”
Qin Mo nodded. After leaving the stronghold residence, he went to another inn. Although he owed Qingyun Stronghold a great debt of gratitude, he did not want to attract attention.
Inside the inn, Qin Mo counted his belongings. This trip to Qingyun Stronghold had brought him great gains.
He had not only broken through to the Small Perfection of the Aperture Opening Realm, but he had also gained a large number of spirit stones and suddenly become rich.
Most importantly, his military token had changed.
After killing the Shadow Clan’s Cliff Shaman and Night Spirit, his token had turned a deep bright red. If he killed a few more foreign races, it would probably reach orange.
However, something puzzled him. Why were the military merits from killing Cliff Shaman and Night Spirit still less than what Qianxing alone had accumulated?
Soon, his eyes fell on his right hand.
Although it was attached to his body, it felt unfamiliar. Even now, he did not know whether this hand was still asleep or already subdued by him.
After thinking for a while, Qin Mo sat down to cultivate and recover. Whenever he could not understand something, he simply set it aside. If one day his right hand rebelled, he would find a way to suppress it.
The next morning, just as Qin Mo opened his eyes, someone knocked heavily on the door.
When he opened it, he saw Shan Xiong standing outside with a giant axe on his shoulder, wearing his honest smile.
“Let’s go. To the auction.”
“Your injuries?” Qin Mo asked in surprise. Yesterday Shan Xiong had been covered in blood.
“A Level Four Priest came. Worked all night and finally fixed me.” Shan Xiong patted his chest. “See? Full of strength now. I could find a girl and go ten rounds!”
Qin Mo said nothing. After packing up, he left with Shan Xiong.
Soon, they arrived at the auction house.
It was a massive stone building. Around it, Qin Mo sensed an extremely powerful aura.
“The entire Qingyun Stronghold is a grand formation,” Shan Xiong explained. “It can easily kill a Blood Refinement expert. The core of the formation is in the stronghold residence, personally suppressed by Second Master. The auction house also has formations. Anyone who causes trouble or refuses to pay will be trapped.”
Qin Mo nodded. This was the second time he had seen a legendary grand formation. The first was in the Blackstone Mountains, where the Sky Demon Tribe had set up the Profound Water Formation.
Formations were powerful but required huge consumption. Formation Masters were even rarer than Priests, but once they grew strong, they were unmatched.
Especially on the battlefield against foreign races, a Formation Master was no less important than a Human King.
At the entrance of the auction house, Qin Mo sensed many powerful auras and unfamiliar faces.
When he and Shan Xiong appeared, many gazes fell on him.
What happened yesterday had spread across Qingyun Stronghold — the soaring light, the conflict with the Sky Fox Clan and Shadow Clan, and Qin Mo’s final arrow piercing the Sky Fox girl.
Most gazes were respectful. Some nodded at him. But he also felt hostile looks.
Qin Mo ignored them. After showing the token given by Fifth Master, he entered the auction house.
The auction house had private VIP rooms and public viewing halls. The VIP rooms allowed a clearer view and blocked others’ sight.
Fifth Master had given Qin Mo a VIP token.
Before the auction even began, the atmosphere was already intense. Qin Mo sensed Bone Tempering experts and even Blood Exchange experts present.
After half an hour, the auction began.
Unexpectedly, it was hosted by Fifth Master himself.
“Welcome, everyone…” After a short speech, he introduced the first item.
In Qingyun Stronghold, ten percent tax was taken from transactions, but safety was guaranteed.
“The first item comes from a Human tribe. It is a pill.”
A servant brought a box. When it was opened, rich Yuan Qi filled the hall.
“It is a Yuan Spirit Pill,” Fifth Master said. “The Yuan Qi inside is as pure as a top-grade spirit stone. But unlike spirit stones, it can be absorbed gradually and sealed at any time.”
Starting price: ten middle-grade spirit stones.
The hall exploded with bidding.
Pills were divided into Grass Pills, Old Pills, Spirit Pills, King Pills, Saint Pills, Divine Pills, and the legendary Undying Divine Pill.
Even Qin Mo was tempted. But he did not bid.
In the end, the Yuan Spirit Pill was bought by the guest in VIP Room One for three top-grade spirit stones.
“Next item,” Fifth Master smiled, “is a treasure forged by a master craftsman. Sixth-tier, top grade.”
A long box was opened.
Inside lay a golden sword.
A powerful sword intent burst out. It was a sixth-tier top-grade weapon.
All Human experts present felt their breathing tighten, especially those who used swords. Their own swords trembled — resonance and submission.
Weapons were divided into seven tiers, each with upper, middle, and lower grades. Above seven-tier weapons were King Weapons — Human King weapons.
“This sword is called Golden. It is a sword of nobility, forged by a Seventh-Rank craftsman. Starting price: one hundred top-grade spirit stones. Each raise no less than ten.”
Silence filled the hall.
The Golden Sword was excellent —
But no one could afford it.
