Chapter 331

: Sword Embryo Auction
Translator: 
Myriea_ActiasLuna 
 Editor: 
Nou
The two Sword Embryos Fang Xing had just destroyed would have been immeasurably valuable outside the Mysterious Domain, yet Fang Xing had set them off like fireworks. The cultivators were immediately sent into a panic; if this continued, they would have gone through all this hard effort for nothing, and no one was willing to see all of their work go to waste like that. The emotional cultivators were quickly cowed into silence and their faces began twisting with complex thoughts.

Fellow Daoist Fang, we attacked the Sword Mound together. Logically we should split everything together, but now you want to sell them to us? Isn’t this a bit much?
someone coldly spoke up amidst the silence. The person had their face covered and wore a blue robe while giving off the impression of being the lead disciple of some large sect or clan.
Fang Xing just let out a cold laugh at those questions.
How could the Sword Embryos be evenly split between so many people here? Fairness can’t be achieved, so I may as well make it convenient for me; since all the Sword Embryos are in my hands, whoever wants one will just need to pay money in exchange. If anyone tries to snatch them, I will destroy one Sword Embryo for one attack, two embryos for two attacks. If you all come at me, I’ll fcking blowall 
of them up! Don’t you all try to vent your anger at me, I’m not even fcking scared of the Huangfu clan, so do you really think I’d be afraid of you bunch of cowards? If you don’t believe what I say, why don’t you give it a try?
All the cultivators flinched when Fang Xing’s brutish energy was released, and not a single one of them stepped out of line for the time being. It was also at this moment that the Flag of Ten Thousand Spirits floated up behind Fang Xing and began waving with an overflowing might.
The blue-clothed bandit released a light sigh of admiration towards Fang Xing. It seemed Fang Xing hadn’t considered taking the Sword Embryos and quietly leaving even from the beginning; he knew these Sword Embryos were hot potatoes that would cause nothing but trouble, as well as the fact they were all but useless to him now that he’d already gotten a Sword Embryo of his own. Not only would there not be any benefits from holding onto the remaining Sword Embryos, he’d turn into a public enemy and become the target of a countless number of crazed cultivators. This group of bastards dared to attack the Huangfu-controlled Sword Mound for the sake of Sword Embryos, so why would they be afraid of Fang Xing? It was best to get rid of all the remaining Sword Embryos as a precaution.
There was also another reason, of course: these normal Sword Embryos would only be able to last three days after being pulled from the ground, after which they’d become nothing more than hunks of useless steel without any value whatsoever. Fang Xing’s physical condition was rather bad right now, and he needed to go into seclusion as soon as possible to heal. Three days would pass by far, far too quickly and he wouldn’t have any time to sort this issue out, so the thing he needed to focus on most right now was getting rid of all the Sword Embryos. As for the method, there really wasn’t much need to think too hard on it: they were going to be sold.
Fang Xing was aware he didn’t have the ability to suppress so many enraged cultivators, and so he’d borrowed the abilities of Han Ying and Li Ying to temporarily put a stop to the cultivators’ efforts. He then used the time they bought to send a message he was truly willing to destroy all the Sword Embryos—a message he was certain would keep them all in line. He already had the black Sword Embryo and the other five colored Sword Embryos had their own owners as well; these normal Sword Embryos weren’t worth much to him anymore, and his temperament was one where he’d rather destroy each and every one rather than give them to this bunch of bastards for free.
This method wasn’t anything complicated, but once everything was said and done, it would usually pay off more than people expected. The admiration the blue-clothed bandit felt was also towards this; simply thinking about doing something was very different from having the guts to actually go through with it.
Although the cultivators were stunned, no one really wanted to pay for the Sword Embryos so readily, and those with high battle prowess were particularly unwilling. They were the ones who’d originally had a large chance of obtaining a Sword Embryo, so why should they accept this little demon’s ransom? Regardless, they didn’t dare to make any hasty movements without thinking of a better idea, so they decided to wait and observe first.

Hehe, Fellow Daoist Fang, what kind of price are you going to ask for them?
someone asked with words that were friendly but exceedingly cold. A large number of people had decided they’d get a Sword Embryo first then sort out Fang Xing, and there were some people who decided if they couldn’t get their hands on a Sword Embryo in the end, they’d simply try to take one by force. If they couldn’t have one, so what if this little demon would destroy all the Sword Embryos? Why should they let others have one if they couldn’t? All kinds of thoughts and ideas rose within the minds of the cultivators as they started to form their own schemes.
Fang Xing didn’t have some grandiose scheme to deal with all these cultivators’ ideas, but he did have a plan of his own. This little bandit might be unfamiliar with many things, but if there was one thing he knew very well, it was the greed of men; he was exactly that same kind of person, after all. For that reason, when he saw how many different expressions the cultivators had that were all filled with ill intentions, he laughed and said,
Then let’s test it out and sell a few first….

As Fang Xing spoke, his gaze swept across the cultivators with a sneer before he grasped one of the Sword Embryos in his hand and put it on display.
This Sword Embryo is crafted from Refined Iron, it’s webbed with cracks, full of iron rust, and there’s even a fcking blood stain on it. It doesn’t look like anything good to me, but the malice of the sword spirit inside does feel rather strong. Whoever gets it will definitely die pretty early; who knows, it might even cause the death of their entire family….

The cultivators showed uncertain expressions at this, as though not quite sure how to react. Was this really how someone should sell things? Wasn’t this just trying to push away any potential customers? However, when Fang Xing waved the Sword Embryo and declared,
The price shall be a hundred Spirit Stones; anyone want it?
, the cultivators’ sneering faces were abruptly filled with surprise and the crowd exploded with activity.

I didn’t hear it wrong, did I? This kid is asking for a hundred Spirit Stones?


Is this kid crazy? Each Sword Embryo is a priceless treasure, yet they’re only worth a hundred Spirit Stones in his eyes?


I say he’s definitely an idiot….

After some chattering, the cultivators truly believed Fang Xing had either gone mad or had been an idiot all along. Some of the cultivators were a bit quicker to think things through, however, and a black-clothed cultivator called out,
I’ll give you a hundred superior-quality Spirit Stones! I’ll take it!

This cultivator hadn’t truly spoke up to receive the sword, he’d simply seen that the price Fang Xing asked for was too low so he’d called out with a mocking smile. He didn’t think he’d actually 
get a Sword Embryo for only a hundred superior-quality Spirit Stones, and yet as soon as he’d finished speaking, Fang Xing pointed at him and yelled,
You there, black-veiled bastard. This Sword Embryo is yours. Make sure to prepare your Spirit Stones as soon as possible!
With that, he plunged the Sword Embryo into the ground, as though to say it had already found an owner.
The black-clothed cultivator was left dumbstruck. After a long while, he finally pointed at himself and asked,
You’re really going to give it to me?

Fang Xing let out a cold laugh.
If you don’t want it, I’ll sell it to someone else then?


I do, I do, hurry and give me the Sword Embryo!
the cultivator immediately shouted back while taking out his storage sack. He was in such a hurry he didn’t even count how many Spirit Stones were inside before tossing it to Fang Xing and yelling,
There’s at least that many inside! Let me have this Sword Embryo, hurry and give it to me!
For him, a hundred superior-quality Spirit Stones wasn’t an unbearably large sum, but it wasn’t small, either—it was simply that exchanging them for a Sword Embryo was far too good a deal to pass up.
Fang Xing accepted the storage sack but didn’t pass over the Sword Embryo just yet.
There’s no need for you to hurry. Come and stand here for a bit,
he coldly ordered while pointing behind himself.
I will honor my word and this Sword Embryo is yours, but to prevent you from creating any problems after receiving it, I will hand out all of the Sword Embryos only after they have found their new owners. You won’t be afraid I’ll escape since there are so many of you, right?

The black-clothed cultivator’s eyes gleamed for a moment, but after some quick thought, he did go and stand at the empty location Fang Xing had pointed at with a dark face. Having to pay only a hundred superior-quality Spirit Stones for a Sword Embryo was practically receiving it for free and this was a risk he was willing to take.
Fang Xing sneered when he saw this person so well-behaved—his plan was successfully being set in motion. He picked up another broken sword and proclaimed,
This Sword Embryo looks much better. I’ll sell it for three hundred Spirit Stones; any takers?
With the first person serving as an example, Fang Xing’s words caused a large group of people to shout in unison,
I’ll have it!
The voices came from all over, with some of the speakers showing serious expressions while others watched with ridicule and hidden thoughts.
Fang Xing’s gaze swept across all of the people before he pointed to a cultivator wearing blue hemp cloth.
You, the bastard who looks like the ghost of a hanged man, your voice was the loudest so this Sword Embryo will be yours. Pay up!
The cultivator was also surprised at first when Fang Xing pointed at him, but he soon took out his storage sack and threw forward three hundred Spirit Stones. Fang Xing took and weighed them in his hands before plunging the second sword into the ground.
Stand and wait over there!

The cultivator’s gaze focused on Fang Xing with suspicion, not sure what exactly he was trying to play at, but Fang Xing didn’t say anything more and simply took out the third Sword Embryo. For this one he demanded only two hundred Spirit Stones and a large number of cultivators answered the call, followed by him picking one just as had happened before.
Five Sword Embryos were sold in mere moments, and all were appointed by Fang Xing. Some of the cultivators seemed serious, some seemed to merely be playing around without paying it much attention, and then there were a few who seemed to have somewhat guessed Fang Xing’s intentions and were feeling a bit terrified. When Fang Xing sold the sixth Sword Embryo for five hundred Spirit Stones, there were even two cultivators who’d started a fight over it. In the end, Fang Xing ended up giving the sixth Sword Embryo to the one who seemed to have a slightly higher battle prowess, only to become quiet and sweep his gaze across everyone present.

Hurry up and sell a Sword Embryo! How much do you want?
someone shouted while trying to hurry Fang Xing along.
Fang Xing showed a smirk before finally baring his teeth and claws. He grabbed a Sword Embryo and raised it high into the air before shouting,
This Sword Embryo is really good! Made from high-quality Refined Iron, the sword itself is rigid! Factoring in the aura of the sword spirit itself, it would be similar to a high-quality Ancient weapon. If someone were to own this, it’s likely they would have the ability to travel unhindered throughout the realm of cultivation. Hehe… one thousand superior Spirit Stones….

As soon as Fang Xing’s announcement finished, more than half a dozen people collectively shouted,
I’ll have it!
The cultivators all stared hard at the Sword Embryo in Fang Xing’s hands; although a thousand superior-quality Spirit Stones was far more expensive than the previous ones, it was still extremely cheap when factoring in the Sword Embryos’ true value.
These cultivators soon began to look at each other in anger, however. They’d realized by now that every time multiple cultivators called for the same Sword Embryo, Fang Xing would always give it to the person with the greatest might, and it seemed relaxing even the slightest bit would cause that bastard to look elsewhere. This time, however, Fang Xing didn’t appoint it to anyone and calmly declared,
I gave the Sword Embryos to whoever I liked more before, but many of you aren’t happy with it, right? How about this: from now on, I will give it to whoever is willing to pay a higher price. A thousand Spirit Stones will be the starting price for this one, and each increase will be no less than a hundred superior Spirit Stones. Let’s begin!

The atmosphere became heavy at these words and all the cultivators began exchanging glances.

Little bastard, you sure are up to something, huh? Trying to play us like monkeys? Let’s all go and kill this demon!
someone shouted out from the crowd. The number of people who wanted to kill this little bastard wasn’t small, either; in their eyes, how could he be so arrogant and treat them like idiots?