198 Dharma Spirit Weapon? (1/2)

The Ziyun grand banquet was a huge event for everyone from across the Ziyun planet and was definitely not something to be missed. Many of the people who had come had even arrived early in the city for the event. In the waiting time before the banquet began, the free market of Xuanyan City became where everybody spent their time.

Some people possessed special treasures and would be able to take this opportunity to fetch a high price for the treasure from buyers from all over the Ziyun planet.

“Brother, is this nice?”

“Brother, I want this.”

“Brother, does this look good too?”

…

In the free market in Xuanyan City, a small girl who looked just eight or nine years old threaded through the maze of stalls. As long as something caught her eye, the young man in white behind her would buy it all for her without a second thought. This scene made many people shake their head in disapproval, thinking that this brother was irresponsible and would spoil his sister rotten. As for the stall owners, they wished that the little girl would take a fancy to something from their stall.

Along the way, the young man was spending so lavishly that he had attracted the attention of many people who had their eyes on his wealth. But nobody dared to do anything, because there were guards from Xuanyin Sect maintaining order in the city. Unless they headed out of the city, they would be powerless to do anything no matter how much they envied the young man’s wealth.

“Hi! Old man, this broken dagger looks like an antique, and is quite intricate… how much is it?” A voice rang out in the distance, stopping Yun Lu in her tracks out of curiosity. Zhou Donghuang standing behind her also stopped and looked in the direction that Yun Lu was staring at.

With just a glance, he saw an old man in a grey robe sitting cross-legged behind a stall, with a broken dagger placed horizontally at his stall. The dagger was only one-foot-long, but although its scabbard was intact, the blade was broken. The broken dagger was not rusty, but it looked extremely ancient, and on closer inspection, there were many fine carvings on its surface.

“A hundred spirit stones.” The old man was originally resting with his eyes closed, but when he heard someone asking about his dagger, he suddenly opened both his eyes and glanced at the man in front of his stall.

What he said not only shocked the man, but even the group of people who had been observing the commotion were all shocked.

A hundred spirit stones?

Even the late Primal Core adepts of the five main sects did not earn that amount in a year.

“This old man must be insane?”

“This broken dagger, selling for a hundred spirit stones?”

“He’s gone crazy for spirit stones!”

…

Before the man could respond, many people had crowded around as they reprimanded the old man.

“Hmph!” Faced with all the criticism, the old man’s eyes turned stone cold as a faint white glow suddenly radiated from his body and lifted him into the air. He floated cross-legged in mid-air.

Seeing this, the crowd which had been criticizing him immediately shut their mouths and did not dare to make another noise.

My goodness! This old man was a Primal Core adept?

The man standing in front of the stall, who had been about to make a snide remark, turned quiet as his expression changed upon seeing the old man demonstrate his ability as a Primal Core adept.

Whoosh!

As everyone watched on, the old man lifted his hand, and inner Yuan shot out of it and lifted the broken dagger into the air, as it floated in the air beside him.

“This broken dagger was an unexpected find for me. It can withstand Samadhi fire of the third level.” As the man spoke, his inner Yuan transformed into Samadhi fire that encircled the broken dagger. As time passed, the broken dagger not only showed no signs of melting, but even maintained its original dark green color, as if it had not been burnt at all.

“Not only is it able to withstand Samadhi fire, but even if I use Samadhi fire of the third level to burn it for three days and nights, its blade and scabbard would still be cold to the touch, as if it was not affected by the heat at all,” continued the old man.

As he spoke, the old man closed its eyes once again and kept the Samadhi fire that had been produced by his inner Yuan. His body slowly lowered itself to the ground. The broken dagger also returned to its original spot on the stall.

“Withstand Samadhi fire of the third level?” Even if it was a spirit weapon, it would be melted by Samadhi fire! What exactly was this broken dagger?

“The spirit weapons used by Primal Core adepts are all Primal Core spirit weapons… but even ultimate Primal Core spirit weapons will be melted by the Samadhi fire of an early Primal Core adept. This broken dagger, could it be a Dharma spirit weapon?”

“Dharma spirit weapon?”

“Dharma spirit weapons are used by Dharma adepts, and only the Samadhi fire of the fourth level of a Dharma adept will be able to melt it.”

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The crowd consisted of people from all over the planet who all had much knowledge about martial arts. They seemed to suspect that this was a Dharma spirit weapon.