Chapter 707 - 707 Although Scattered Stars Island is Good, It's Not the Gu Mansion (2)
707 Although Scattered Stars Island is Good, It’s Not the Gu Mansion (2)
It was on the sixth wooden shelf.
Hearing his words, Yu Changguan laughed. “Xu Chuanhe, that old fox, how can he let us take advantage of him for nothing?
“Do you believe that after today, he will increase the price of sword evaluation in the industry?”
Of course, he had to increase the price.
After today, sword evaluation would definitely become a hot topic all over Scattered Stars Island.
If the price was still the same as before, they might not even be able to evaluate the swords.
“Let’s go. It’s rare to see Brother Changguan and Qingzhu. I’ll be the host today.” Zhu Mingshen smiled and led Yu Changguan and Yu Qingzhu away.
None of them mentioned Han Muye and the Imperial View Sword Shop.
To them, there was no need to mention this matter here. It was fine as long as they knew what to do.
“It was mind blowing…” In the back seat, Jia Wu shook his head with a sigh. He slowly stood up with Shen Fugui and the others.
“Brother Jia, is this really the shopkeeper of Yulan Street’s Imperial View Sword Shop?” An old man in a green robe looked at Jia Wu and asked in a low voice.
Jia Wu and Shen Fugui looked at each other and chuckled.
To them, today’s sword assessment would bring endless benefits in the future.
The Imperial View Sword Shop would become famous on Firefly Island in the future. Based on their friendship with Han Muye, how could they not be taken care of?
In fact, the Imperial View Sword Shop might even come into contact with big shots and big forces in the future.
This was an opportunity for Jia Wu and the others.
“Let’s go back and have a meal,” Shen Fugui patted his stomach and said happily.
Everyone smiled and walked out together.
…
Han Muye waited until late afternoon before returning to the sword shop on Yulan Street.
When he returned, Zeng Daniu was standing at the door excitedly.
“Shopkeeper, it’s sold out, it’s sold out…”
Shao Tianyi nodded with a gloomy expression.
Han Muye was slightly stunned, then he smiled.
The shop was empty.
It was really empty.
Other than a few wooden shelves, there was nothing else.
No wonder Shao Tianyi was depressed. It turned out that all the calligraphies and paintings on the wall had all been sold. Even the ‘sword’ calligraphy he had focused on had been bought.
“Shopkeeper, these are all the spiritual rocks and spiritual pearls, as well as spiritual materials and spiritual herbs.”
Shao Tianyi took out a few jade boxes and cloth bags and handed them to Han Muye.
It was worth tens of millions.
Han Muye raised his hand to grab a handful of spiritual pearls and placed them on the counter, then turned to go upstairs.
Zeng Daniu’s gaze landed on the dozen or so spiritual pearls and he swallowed a mouthful of saliva.
How many jade shells are these worth?
Shao Tianyi turned his head to take a look. He then divided the spiritual pearls into two halves and placed his own into a bag.
“Stop looking and put them away.” Shao Tianyi patted Zeng Daniu’s shoulder with a smile.
“Buy some spiritual herbs that can improve your body’s qi and blood to temper your muscles and bones. You can also buy some body tempering techniques.”
Shao Tianyi said softly.
Eight spiritual pearls were equivalent to 8,000 spiritual rocks. It was enough for a body tempering technique.
Even if it was a low-level body tempering technique, he could be considered to have stepped onto the path of cultivation, right?
Zeng Daniu nodded and carefully put away the spiritual pearls. Then he turned to look at the darkening sky.
“Do you want to go back and visit your family?” Shao Tianyi shook his head and said, “Jia Wu and the others said in the afternoon that the Imperial View Sword Shop is famous and will become busy in a few days.”
Zeng Daniu grinned and closed the door.
It was good to be busy.
The busier he was, the more spiritual rocks he would earn.
At this moment, on the second floor of the Imperial View Sword Shop, Han Muye was sitting cross-legged.
After pondering for a moment, he took out his brush and papers and created some new calligraphies and paintings. Then he rolled them up and asked Zeng Daniu to have them framed the next day.
As for the swords in the shop, Shao Tianyi could go to a few sword furnaces to buy them the next day.
This was the first step.
When this business opened, he, Han Muye, would be able to come into contact with important figures in the sword furnace industry and obtain true high-grade swords.
High-grade spiritual weapons and low-grade Dharma treasures.
The Sword Pavilion needed true treasures to increase its strength.
After a moment of silence, Han Muye picked up his brush and wrote a notice.
The gist was that the Imperial View Sword Shop would evaluate swords by appointment only, and that spiritual weapons below mid-grade would not be evaluated.
During today’s gathering, Xu Chuanhe suggested increasing the price and rules of sword evaluation.
The sword evaluators had reached a consensus.
For most sword appraisers, the evaluation was just a subsidiary of the sword sales business.
Compared to selling swords, the profit from evaluating swords was nothing. It was like selling at a very cheap price.
However, after today, if sword evaluation became popular all over Scattered Stars Island, it could really become a business.
On the second floor of the sword shop, Han Muye, who had finished his chores, raised his hand and set up a golden array. Then he closed his eyes, and the phantom of Baxia appeared behind him.
In the Heavenly Mystic World, the Western Frontier, the Nine Mystic Mountain, Han Muye’s soul avatar appeared in the Sword Pavilion.
When the soul avatar appeared, the power of the Sword Pavilion’s array shook.
Liu Hong, who had developed a tacit understanding, walked out of the quiet room. Just as he arrived outside the Sword Pavilion, he stopped in his tracks.
“Senior Brother Han?”
Seeing Han Muye’s soul avatar walk down from the second floor of the Sword Pavilion, Liu Hong was a little confused.
In the past, Han Muye had always operated the Sword Pavilion and directly shuttled through space to get on the back of the divine beast Baxia.
Now that the divine beast Baxia’s avatar was going to the Azure Travel Realm, there was no need for him to take the Sword Pavilion away.
“How’s the situation in the Western Frontier lately?”
Han Muye looked at Liu Hong and asked softly.
The situation in the Western Frontier?
Liu Hong’s expression was slightly solemn as he said in a low voice, “Some time ago, the world changed. Rumor has it that the Great Dao of the world is competing. There will be a huge change in a hundred years. For a time, all parties are starting to be in chaos.
“On the whole, the sects of the Western Frontier are fine. The clans that migrated from the Southern Wasteland and some experts from the Central Continent who crossed the Heavenly Barrier are restless.
“The sect master has been discussing with the elders on how to deal with it.”
Although Liu Hong’s cultivation was not high, he had the Sword Pavilion behind him and was an elder. He had a lot of information.
From the beginning of the Dao competition, there were signs of turmoil everywhere in the Heavenly Mystic World.
The Western Frontier was still alright. There were nine sects suppressing it.
Han Muye nodded and walked out of the Sword Pavilion towards the peak of the Nine Mystic Mountain.
Tuoba Cheng was in the great hall at the peak of the mountain.
Ancestor Tao Ran was also at the Nine Mystic Mountain.
Liu Hong watched as Han Muye walked out of the Sword Pavilion. He scratched his head and stood there, not knowing if he should go down the mountain to stay for the night or stay in the Sword Pavilion.
When Han Muye arrived in the hall at the top of the mountain, Tuoba Cheng was already waiting.
“You’re out of seclusion?” Tuoba Cheng sized up Han Muye and asked.
Han Muye had the power of the Brilliant Jade Fruit that Jin Kun had given him, so outsiders could not tell the difference between this soul and body.
There were many rumors about Han Muye in the Western Frontier.
It was said that he had not returned from the Southern Wasteland’s trial. The news of Han Muye’s return from the Nine Mystic Mountain was fake.
Some said that he had returned with serious injuries and was in seclusion on the Nine Mystic Mountain.
Han Muye’s soul avatar had indeed not appeared in the Western Frontier all these years.
“Sect Master, do we need to stabilize the situation in the Western Frontier?” Han Muye looked at Tuoba Cheng and asked.
Tuoba Cheng’s eyes flashed as he said calmly, “In your opinion, how can it be stabilized?”
“That’s easy. My Sword Pavilion will come up with 13 half-treasure swords as a reward and gather all the forces in the Western Frontier for a competition.
“As long as no one objects, the Western Frontier will be stable.”
Thirteen supreme-quality spiritual weapons that were semi-dharma treasures!
This was really shocking.
There had never been so many supreme-grade spiritual weapons in the entire Western Frontier.
Trying to completely change the situation of the Western Frontier with 13 half-dharma treasures!
The corners of Tuoba Cheng’s eyes twitched as he looked at Han Muye. “What if there are objections?”
Han Muye turned to the foot of the Nine Mystic Mountain and said calmly, “Objections? Then destroy them.”
Destroy a power with a single statement.
Tuoba Cheng looked at the calm Han Muye and smiled.
This kid has finally become a superior. He has the decisiveness to kill that a superior should have.
“Then how do you want to use them with so many people gathered together?” Tuoba Cheng spoke again.
This was the key.
Taking out 13 semi-spiritual weapons for nothing just to win people’s hearts?
That would be a fool.
Han Muye chuckled, his expression slowly turning solemn.
“Sect Master, the 100-year Dao Competition is real.
“There might be some chaos in the Central Continent. The cultivation world of the Western Frontier should do our best to help stabilize the Central Continent.
“Without the Central Continent’s influence, it’s impossible for the Heavenly Mystic to win.”
Han Muye’s eyes lit up.
“If we can’t win the Dao, we’ll die without a burial place.”
Tuoba Cheng’s expression was also solemn as he nodded.
“Then, what if we win?”
If they won, another Dao Ancestor would appear.
Han Muye said nothing.