Chapter 628 - The Largest Auction Agency! (1/2)

“The Guru Realm and the aura of a guru. It’s so freakish.”

Feeling the aura on the sword that could attract the Qi of Heaven and Earth, Fang Qiu couldn’t help but sigh with emotion.

He took off his coat and wrapped the Guru Sword in it.

Then, Fang Qiu dashed back to the Long family in a flash.

He returned to the underground workshop in the backyard.

Fang Qiu directly took the remaining 17 swords, as well as the Newborn Moon Sword Long Qiyun cast by himself and the other two fifth-class swords he made before. Except for the one that He Gaoming had taken away and the first fifth-grade sword that didn’t look like a sword at all, there were exactly 20 swords in total.

After collecting all the swords, Fang Qiu wasted no time to take off quietly.

The Guru Sword was no small matter.

Before the official auction, it was better to keep it a secret for the time being. Otherwise, it would absolutely induce a lot of unnecessary trouble.

A few hours later.

When He Gaoming and Long Qiyun came to the workshop again, Fang Qiu was already gone, leaving only a stack of folded notes and a sheet of paper full of words in the workshop.

Written on the note was “private note for Long Qiyun”.

He unfolded the note.

There was only one line written on the paper, “Brother Long, as life goes on, we’ll meet again if we have the fortune!”

Then, Long Qiyun unfolded the sheet of paper.

He found that this message was actually written by Fang Qiu himself. It recorded his experience of leveling up from the fourth class to the fifth class.

After confirming that Fang Qiu had left, in the workshop, Long Qiyun and He Gaoming looked at each other, speechless.

At this moment, however, Fang Qiu had already taken off his mask, changed into a new set of clothes, and headed for the capital.

Since he got the human skin mask in Beijiang, Fang Qiu had been wearing it the whole time and hadn’t taken it off once. So now he still looked like a different person.

As for why he was heading for the capital, of course it was because he was going to find the largest auction agency!

How could a regular auction agency dare to auction a Guru Sword?

Even if they wanted to make the deal, Fang Qiu wouldn’t dare to let them have it!

At the airport in Longquan.

Fang Qiu bought a big traveling bag outside the airport, put all 20 swords in the bag, and then called Li Ji to fill him in on the situation, hoping that he could board the plane with these swords.

But Li Ji only told one thing. “Board the plane with your new identity.”

Confused, Fang Qiu used Lin Yu’s identification card to buy the ticket. No sooner had he bought the ticket than a staff member came out and invited him to take the VIP channel respectfully. He was even spared from the security check.

Like that, Fang Qiu boarded the plane with his swords.

After landing at the capital airport, Fang Qiu walked out of the airport and immediately took a taxi to the antique street. He visited all the antique shops, trying to find some sheaths.

As it turned out, he didn’t find any sheath but spotted a large jade case.

The jade case was flat and wide, with two layers. On each layer, there were 10 pen-container-like indentations with a lid on the front. Under each lid was a large space, which could accommodate a sword.

Since Fang Qiu couldn’t find any sheath, he could only take this jade case. He put the 20 swords in it and strapped the case over his shoulder.

Although that made him pretty eye-catching, it also saved Fang Qiu a lot of trouble.

“Please drive to Chic Cloud Pavilion!”

At the end of the antique street, Fang Qiu got in a taxi and called to the driver.

The Chic Cloud Pavilion was one of the top 10 auction agencies in Huaxia.

Also, it was tacitly acknowledged that it was the number one of the large auction agencies in Huaxia!

The Chic Cloud Pavilion was founded in 1900 when Emperor Guangxu still reigned over the country. So far, it had enjoyed a history of more than 100 years.

It had been a powerful group enterprise.

In addition, the Chic Cloud Pavilion also had a great reputation in Wulin.

Up to now, it was still unheard of that anyone dared to make trouble in the Chic Cloud Pavilion.

In fact, the Chic Cloud Pavilion referred to two places.

First, it was the Chic Cloud Pavilion International Auction Corporation.

This was an auction agency opening to the folks.

The second was to the Chic Cloud Pavilion!

“Which Chic Cloud Pavilion are you going to?”

When the car started, the driver asked, “Is it the Chic Cloud Pavilion Auction Corporation or the Chic Cloud Pavilion with a stone table?”

“The one with a stone tablet,” said Fang Qiu.

He had checked it out on the Wulin website.

In Wulin, the auction agency of the Chic Cloud Pavilion was right at the stone tablet.

Soon, then the taxi took Fang Qiu to the Chic Cloud Pavilion with a stone tablet.

Getting out of the car, a very strange place appeared in front of Fang Qiu.

It was not in the capital, not even within the Fifth Ring Road Area. Actually, it was in the countryside.

Around were all courtyard dwellings.

The stone tablet of the Chic Cloud Pavilion was right in front of him, on top of an ancient building.

The front of the ancient building was a small one-story building in an ancient style. The door was covered with gauze curtains. The stone tablet was on the top of this building and connected with the ancient-style building at the rear.

Fang Qiu took a closer look at it. There was nothing special about the stone tablet but three words were carved on it— Chic Cloud Pavilion. That was all.

As all the people in Wulin always looked for this Chic Cloud Pavilion, the taxi drivers in the capital habitually called this place the Chic Cloud Pavilion with a stone table.

The taxi went off.

Fang Qiu stepped forward, pulled up the curtains, and walked in.

The room was not spacious. It was long and narrow.

On the left side, some ancient calligraphy paintings were hung neatly on the wall, which looked quite ancient. There were seven chandeliers on the top, all of which were ancient Lotus Heart Lanterns, with a candle in each golden lotus candlestick.

On the right sat a five-meter-long counter at the entrance.

There was nothing on the counter, nor was any inside it.

“What can I help you?”

Just as Fang Qiu was looking around, he suddenly heard a nonchalant voice.

He looked in the direction of the voice.

He saw behind the counter, a middle-aged man in his 40s was sprawling in a very low-laid rattan bed with his eyes closed, thinking about something.

“I want to auction something off,” Fang Qiu said briskly.

“You’ve come to the wrong place. If you want to auction something, go to the company. This is not an auction agency,” without even opening his eyes, the middle-aged man said in a teasing tone.

“This is surely the right place I’m looking for.”