Chapter 6736 The Value of the Sword Secret Book

One of the monks from Baiyun Sect, dressed in a white robe, looked calm and composed, but he was hiding an incomparable pride in his heart. There was a glimmer in his eyes, and he gently stroked the jade pendant on his waist, as if hinting at his identity and status.

For him, this sword secret book was an opportunity to inherit the Baiyun Sect's heritage, so he was determined to bid, and raised the bid price again and again, trying to include this secret book in his own sect.

However, the representative of Fengyun Pavilion did not show weakness. A young monk, he was dressed in a blue robe, handsome, with a bit of confidence and sharpness, he had a unique aura, attracting many eyes around him.

This representative of Fengyun Pavilion did not rely on the prestige of the sect, but on his own cultivation and experience. When he bid, his expression was focused, and every time he raised his hand, he exuded a strong aura.

Later, the representative of Tianhuo Sect also joined the auction. He was a middle-aged cultivator wearing a black robe with a pattern of heavenly fire. His brows revealed a sharp aura like heavenly fire. His appearance made the atmosphere more tense, as if the powerful strength of Tianhuo Sect had already foreshadowed victory.

During the auction, the desire and passion of the practitioners for this secret book of swordsmanship continued to heat up. Every bid was an investment in their own path of practice. However, as the price continued to rise, the contradictions between the bidders gradually emerged.

The representative of Baiyun Sect gnashed his teeth at the bidding. He was angry and dissatisfied with the existence of other bidders. He firmly believed that this secret book of swordsmanship should belong to Baiyun Sect, so he was extremely persistent in increasing the bid and wanted to overwhelm other bidders with a tough attitude.

At the same time, the representative of Fengyun Pavilion also showed a firm attitude. He was confident in his cultivation and value and was unwilling to show weakness.

The representative of Tianhuo Sect seemed more restrained, but he was hiding his desire for the sword secret book in his heart. His eyes were bright, and he remained calm and decisive in the increase of the bid, as if waiting for the best time to make a move.

The representatives of these major forces showed their different attitudes and styles in the auction.

However, as the bids continued to rise, the tension between the bidders gradually escalated.

Under the auspices of the auctioneer, the auction scene became more and more intense, and the practitioners continued to raise their bids. For a time, the scene was like a torrent, and tension and disputes gradually enveloped the entire auction square.

Chen Xuan watched the fierce bidding scenes in the square, with a hint of calmness in his eyes. Being at the center of this competition, he calmly thought about how he should act.

Since he entered the square, he has been paying attention to the sword secret book. This auction seemed normal, but when the bids between practitioners rose to 500,000 immortal stones, the situation suddenly changed.

He decided to intervene in the auction. Chen Xuan did not do so out of vanity or competitiveness, but out of a genuine desire for this sword secret book, which was of great significance to his sword cultivation path.

"Five hundred and fifty thousand!" Chen Xuan's cold voice rang out in the square, with a firmness and confidence. He did not directly intervene in the previous debate, but expressed his desire for this secret book with practical actions.

This increase in price seemed to trigger an uneasy atmosphere. The representatives of Baiyun Sect, Fengyun Pavilion and Tianhuo Sect, who were originally bidding, all focused their attention on Chen Xuan, who was raising the price. Their eyes revealed dissatisfaction and doubt, and they seemed not to be used to having outsiders participate in this auction.

"Which sect are you from?" Someone asked Chen Xuan in confusion.

The practitioners were quite confused by the intervention of outsiders, especially at such a critical moment.

Chen Xuan did not answer directly, he just smiled slightly, but there was a flicker of determination in his eyes. He was not challenging or targeting any sect, but had a sincere desire for this sword secret book.

However, this confusion and contradiction began to spread in the square. The discussion among the practitioners quietly became more intense, and an atmosphere of uneasiness and contradiction spread among the crowd.

"Who is this practitioner? How dare he interfere in the bidding of our sect?" The representative of Fengyun Pavilion questioned, frowning slightly, looking a little unhappy. In the world of cultivation, the relationship between sects is complicated, and the joining of any outsider may cause unnecessary conflicts.

"This secret book is obviously not what he deserves!" The representative of Tianhuo Sect was firm in his attitude, and he was quite dissatisfied with Chen Xuan's behavior. It is not uncommon for them to reject competitors from outside.

These disputes and contradictions did not cause too much fluctuation in Chen Xuan's heart. He just looked at everyone calmly, without explanation or making any remarks. He knew that this sword secret book was crucial to his practice, and his determination would not change easily.

The voice of the auctioneer sounded again: "Five hundred and fifty thousand, five hundred and fifty thousand, is anyone willing to bid more?" He calmly announced the price of the auction.

At this moment, the whole square seemed to fall into silence, and everyone's eyes were focused on Chen Xuan. This bidding method and attitude was a bit surprising, and it also aroused more people's curiosity and questions.

Chen Xuan always remained calm and composed. He didn't mind the discussions and contradictions of the crowd. For him, the important thing was to obtain this sword secret book.

The representative of the Tianhuo Sect stood in the crowd. The burning skyfire pattern on his black robe seemed to be even hotter. His eyes flashed with the pride and power of the skyfire. He walked to Chen Xuan, his eyes full of ridicule and disdain.

"You are an outsider with unknown origins, why do you have to interfere in the affairs of our sect? This sword secret book obviously does not belong to you." The voice of the representative of Tianhuo Sect was immersed in provocation and disdain, and his attitude was merciless.

Chen Xuan faced the representative of Tianhuo Sect, his eyes were still calm, as if he was not moved by his words. He was not panicked or angry, but just smiled slightly and stared at the opponent in front of him firmly.

"You are not qualified to participate in the auction of Tianhuo Sect. This sword secret book is very important to our sect. You should leave. This is not a place you should get involved in." The representative of Tianhuo Sect spoke in a tough tone, as if issuing a warning.

However, Chen Xuan did not speak. Facing the questioning and pressure of the representative, he seemed calm and composed. In his eyes, this sword secret book is the most important, and he is not shaken by such exclusionary words.

One of the monks from Baiyun Sect was dressed in a white robe and looked calm and composed, but he was hiding an incomparable pride in his heart. There was a glimmer in his eyes, and he gently stroked the jade pendant on his waist, as if hinting at his identity and status.

For him, this sword secret book was an opportunity to inherit the Baiyun Sect's heritage, so he was determined to bid, and raised the bid price again and again, trying to include this secret book in his own sect.

However, the representative of Fengyun Pavilion did not show weakness. A young monk, he was dressed in a blue robe, handsome, with a bit of confidence and sharpness, he had a unique aura, attracting many eyes around him.

The representative of Fengyun Pavilion did not rely on the sect's momentum, but on his own cultivation and experience. When he bid, his expression was focused, and every time he raised his hand, he exuded a strong aura.

Later, the representative of Tianhuo Sect also joined the auction. He was a middle-aged cultivator wearing a black robe with a pattern of heavenly fire. His brows revealed a sharp aura like heavenly fire. His appearance made the atmosphere more tense, as if the powerful strength of Tianhuo Sect had already foreshadowed victory.

During the auction, the desire and passion of the practitioners for this secret book of swordsmanship continued to heat up. Every bid was an investment in their own path of practice. However, as the price continued to rise, the contradictions between the bidders gradually emerged.

The representative of Baiyun Sect gnashed his teeth at the bidding. He was angry and dissatisfied with the existence of other bidders. He firmly believed that this secret book of swordsmanship should belong to Baiyun Sect, so he was extremely persistent in increasing the bid and wanted to overwhelm other bidders with a tough attitude.

At the same time, the representative of Fengyun Pavilion also showed a firm attitude. He was confident in his cultivation and value and was unwilling to show weakness.

The representative of Tianhuo Sect seemed more restrained, but he was hiding his desire for the sword secret book in his heart. His eyes were bright, and he remained calm and decisive in the increase of the bid, as if waiting for the best time to make a move.

The representatives of these major forces showed their different attitudes and styles in the auction.

However, as the bids continued to rise, the tension between the bidders gradually escalated.

Under the auspices of the auctioneer, the auction scene became more and more intense, and the practitioners continued to raise their bids. For a time, the scene was like a torrent, and tension and disputes gradually enveloped the entire auction square.

Chen Xuan watched the fierce bidding scenes in the square, with a hint of calmness in his eyes. Being at the center of this competition, he calmly thought about how he should act.

Since he entered the square, he has been paying attention to the sword secret book. This auction seemed normal, but when the bids between practitioners rose to 500,000 immortal stones, the situation suddenly changed.

He decided to intervene in the auction. Chen Xuan did not do so out of vanity or competitiveness, but out of a genuine desire for this sword secret book, which was of great significance to his sword cultivation path.

"Five hundred and fifty thousand!" Chen Xuan's cold voice rang out in the square, with a firmness and confidence. He did not directly intervene in the previous debate, but expressed his desire for this secret book with practical actions.

This increase in price seemed to trigger an uneasy atmosphere. The representatives of Baiyun Sect, Fengyun Pavilion and Tianhuo Sect, who were originally bidding, all focused their attention on Chen Xuan, who was raising the price. Their eyes revealed dissatisfaction and doubt, and they seemed not to be used to having outsiders participate in this auction.

"Which sect are you from?" Someone asked Chen Xuan in confusion.

The practitioners were quite confused by the intervention of outsiders, especially at such a critical moment.

Chen Xuan did not answer directly, he just smiled slightly, but there was a flicker of determination in his eyes. He was not challenging or targeting any sect, but had a sincere desire for this sword secret book.

However, this confusion and contradiction began to spread in the square. The discussion among the practitioners quietly became more intense, and an atmosphere of uneasiness and contradiction spread among the crowd.

"Who is this practitioner? How dare he interfere in the bidding of our sect?" The representative of Fengyun Pavilion questioned, frowning slightly, looking a little unhappy. In the world of cultivation, the relationship between sects is intricate, and the joining of any outsider may cause unnecessary conflicts.

"This secret book is obviously not what he deserves!" The representative of Tianhuo Sect was firm in his attitude, and he was quite dissatisfied with Chen Xuan's behavior. It is not uncommon for them to reject competitors from outside.

These disputes and contradictions did not cause too much fluctuation in Chen Xuan's heart. He just looked at everyone calmly, without explanation or comment. He knew that this secret book of swordsmanship was crucial to his practice, and his determination would not change easily.

The auctioneer's voice sounded again: "Five hundred and fifty thousand, five hundred and fifty thousand, is there anyone willing to bid more?" He calmly announced the price of the auction.

At this moment, the whole square seemed to fall into silence, and everyone's eyes were focused on Chen Xuan. This bidding method and attitude were somewhat surprising, and also aroused more people's curiosity and questions.

Chen Xuan always remained calm and calm. He did not mind the discussions and contradictions of the crowd. For him, the important thing was to obtain this sword secret book.

The representative of the Tianhuo Sect stood in the crowd. The sky fire pattern burning in the black robe seemed to be more blazing. His eyes flashed with the pride and power of the sky fire. He walked to Chen Xuan, his eyes full of ridicule and disdain.

"You, an outsider with unknown origins, why do you have to interfere in the affairs of our sect? This sword secret book obviously does not belong to you." The voice of the representative of the Tianhuo Sect was immersed in provocation and disdain, and his attitude was merciless.

Chen Xuan faced the representative of the Tianhuo Sect with a calm look, as if he was not moved by his words. He was not panicked or angry, but just smiled and looked firmly at his opponent.

"You are not qualified to participate in the bidding of the Tianhuo Sect. This sword secret book is very important to our sect. You should leave. This is not a place you should set foot in." The representative of the Tianhuo Sect spoke in a tough tone, as if issuing a warning.

However, Chen Xuan did not speak. Facing the questioning and pressure of the representative, he seemed calm and composed. In his eyes, this sword secret book was the most important, and he was not shaken by such exclusionary words.