Eternal Sacred King

“Next, this is a tempering technique for weapon refinement that was produced by an Advanced Weapon Refinement Master. A thousand years ago, this person was extremely famous in the cultivation world of the Great Zhou Dynasty. However, it was a pity that he had not managed to advance to Nascent Soul realm and died in the end. Although, it was quite a good ending for his life.”

The manager beat around the bust before saying slowly, “That person is none other than Mr. Xu Zhan.”

“It’s him!”

“That person is incredible!”

“I heard that at his peak, he created dozens of supreme-grade spirit weapons! It was said that he even created a perfect spirit weapon. He’s quite amazing and many Golden Cores wished that they could obtain a spirit weapon from him.”

Many of the Foundation Establishment Cultivators present have not heard of that person. However, there was a commotion from the Golden Core rooms.

Unveiling the cloth from the tray, the manager revealed a thin book that looked a little old with yellowed pages.

The manager said in a dark voice, “This is Mr. Xu’s handbook. The starting price is at 100,000 spirit stones and every single bid must be no less than 1,000!”

In truth, the actual value of that ancient book was only around 300,000.

However, the value of that item was in how priceless it was. Tempering techniques were mostly kept secret and were difficult to purchase.

It was now time for the cultivator in Room 77 to speak.

After a long time, there was no sound.

“Hahahaha!”

Suddenly, an arrogant laughter burst forth from Room 80 as a Golden Core in red robes strode out. With a dark gaze, he looked at Room 77 and scoffed coldly, “Old man, stop holding on if you can’t. Even if this ancient book is given to Ethereal Peak, no one will be able to understand it!”

Upon hearing that, Su Zimo no longer had any doubts.

Indeed, the door of Room 77 was slammed open with a loud bang. An old man with long, white hair and unshaved sideburns came out in a huff. He glared at the red robed man and asked loudly, “Sima Zhi! Are you going against me on purpose? True Fire Sect has no lack of such tempering techniques, what are you fighting with me for?”

“Because I like it.”

Sima Zhi smiled smugly.

“You…!” The disheveled old man was at a loss for words.

Sima Zhi continued leisurely, “Old man, we’re talking about 400,000 spirit stones here. Can you afford it? Look at how poor you are. Fufu, you might have to sell everything you have, right?”

The disheveled old man’s face turned steely green.

It was as Sima Zhi had said. He only had slightly more than 300,000 superior-grade spirit stones in his storage bag and even that was pooled together with the other four peak masters.

It truly meant that he was placing all his net worth and valuables to call for that 400,000!

He was determined to get that ancient book. However, it was not for himself – it was for his disciple, Su Zimo!

Ever since the five peaks face-off, the disheveled old man had been adventuring outside. He wandered through various auction houses in hopes of purchasing a tempering technique.

Su Zimo had long been able to create inferior-grade spirit weapons. However, he was stuck at the step of tempering.

Even though the disheveled old man said nothing, he was anxious. He felt that he was letting down Su Zimo’s talent in weapon refinement.

Therefore, the disheveled old man would naturally not give up on a rare opportunity to get this ancient book on weapon tempering.

However, he did not expect True Fire Sect’s Sima Zhi to be here!

True Fire Sect was the strongest in the five major sects in terms of weapon and elixir refinement – they had no lack of weapon tempering techniques as such.

The reason why Sima Zhi was bidding relentlessly was because he did not want the disheveled old man to get his hands on that ancient book!

“Old man, am I right?”

Sima Zhi laughed. “Go on back and don’t come out to embarrass yourself!”

Many cultivators in the inner house were watching and making gossips.

Even though the disheveled old man looked terrible and was trembling from head to toe, he could not refute.

In Room 1, Su Zimo suddenly stood up and looked at Gu Xi. “Chief steward, can you lend me some spirit stones?”

“What’s there to lend? If you want that ancient book, just bid for it directly,” Gu Xi seemed to have expected this. She merely smiled faintly and crossed her arms, replying casually.