Chapter 137 (2/2)

But they must have a ton of spirit stones.

Demon Slaying Sword was a rare artifact, which was capable of damaging the enemy’s soul with each strike.

Sky Peak.

“Senior brother! This is bad news! Your Demon Slaying Sword will be auctioned.” A disciple ran in panic to Ye Zhentian’s house to report what he heard to him.

When Ye Zhentian heard about that, he could no longer keep his composure.

“Son of a b”tch.”

He was a core disciple and supposed to be mature emotionally, but he finally snapped this time.

He was more than frustrated when Lin Fan took his Demon Slaying Sword, and all of a sudden Lin Fan decided to auction his sword.

“Lin Fan, you’re so dead.”

Ye Zhentian roared, and the disciple beside him was trembling.

Did he really want to kill Brother Lin?

That was what the disciple beside him was thinking

“Say, where is the auction?” Ye Zhentian asked.

“Brother Ye, it’s at Mysterious Sword Peak.” The disciple said, he was shocked when he learned about what happened, other disciples in Sky Peak was also surprised when they heard it from him.

How did Lin Fan get his hand on Ye Zhentian’s Demon Slaying Sword?

It made people wonder.

At that time, Ye Zhentian had already thought about it, and he wanted to see with his own eyes who had the guts to buy his sword?

Even he himself wanted to buy that sword, not because it was he knew how splendid that sword was, but to restore his reputation

Mysterious Sword Peak was very lively.

Many disciples, including from other peaks came.

Under normal circumstances, Mysterious Sword Peak didn’t allow disciples from others peak to enter and leave at will, but they made an exception that day under Lin Fan ’s orders, with Mysterious Sword Peak’s disciples responsible for maintaining the order.

In the courtyard.

Lin Fan was sitting there, with a table in front of him, and a small hammer next to it, which seemed to be very normal.

There were many disciples waiting outside. They did not come to participate in the auction, they came just to liven things up.

“Brother Lin, when will the auction start?” a disciple shouted.

Lin Fan smiled and said, “Wait, we’ll begin when we have more people. If you have enough spirit stones, feel free to participate in the auction. This is the sword that Ye Zhentian once used after all, and it is a good artifact nonetheless. A chance like this rarely comes, you know?”

He was now wondering how many spirit stones that artifact could fetch at the auction.

Immediately.

Some of the disciples in Taiwu Sect, who believed they had enough resources, including all core disciples, have already heard the news, Lin Fan believes that will spice things up.

They were in need of artifacts.

If they could use spirit stones to buy an artifact, they definitely wouldn’t miss that chance.

After all, the required materials to forge an artifact was pretty expensive, not to mention that they also needed additional spirit stones to pay the blacksmith.

At that time.

Lin Fan felt killing intent from afar.

Here came Ye Zhentian.

A sour face and heavy footsteps.