Chapter 390: Jubao Zhai

In the hall of the Adventurer Alliance, when people were still talking, Ye Chuan and the three of them followed the flow of people to a very interesting place, Jubao Zhai.

On Qingsha Island, there are many taverns and inns with different characteristics, but there is only one place to buy and sell treasures, that is, Jubao Zhai, which stands on the most prosperous Qingsha Street on the island, monopolizes the treasure trading on the island. The caravans and adventurers who come and go will always bring all kinds of heaven and earth treasures, magic weapons or all kinds of strange things, if you want to sell, you can only sell them to Jubao Zhai. The huge profits can be imagined.

No one knows who the owner behind Jubao Zhai is, and no one knows how many treasures Jubao Zhai has. This treasure shop seems to have popped up overnight hundreds of years ago. For hundreds of years, there have been similar treasure shops, but the owners either failed well and went out of business themselves, or suddenly closed their doors.

For hundreds of years, there have also been big devils who have run rampant all over the world and broken into Jubaozhai with their own strength, trying to snatch the treasures sealed inside, and then, there will be no more.

No matter how powerful the master, as soon as he enters Jubao Zhai, there is no sound. More than 100 years ago, the ancestor of the overseas scattered fire dragon who was famous all over the world once released a wild word to destroy Jubao Zhai overnight, but as a result, it was destroyed overnight, and the body was tied to the sea and exposed to the sun for three days and three nights.

The Fire Dragon Ancestor of the Half-Saint Realm died like that.

Since then, the overseas cultivators have been honest, and no one dares to be presumptuous in Jubaozhai anymore. Slowly, the name of Jubao Zhai became more and more famous, and it became a symbol of Qingsha Island. Many ships dock at Tsing Sa Island, partly because there is a freshwater lake on the island to replenish fresh water and supplies, and partly because they can sell their hard-earned treasures at Jubao Zhai. There are many people who even come from afar, just to go to Jubao Zhai to sell goods or buy treasures. The background of Jubao Zhai is unfathomable, and no one dares to mess with it, but the business handled is absolutely undeceiving, which is absolutely one in a million in the chaotic overseas world.

As soon as Ye Chuan and the three of them walked into Jubaozhai, a waiter stepped forward to lead the way, polite and would never look at each other differently because the three of them were ordinary. After asking the needs of the three of them and taking the three of Ye Chuan to a private room, the waiter closed the door and left.

Jubaozhai is said to be a treasure shop, but compared with the auction houses in the Central Plains Continent, the scale is not inferior. In the auction hall, there are many seats, which can accommodate at least two or three thousand people at the same time, and there are more than fifty large and small private rooms alone, which is much larger than the underground ghost market near the Cloud Mist Sect. If the underground ghost market is a huge stall, it is a huge mall with luxurious decoration, but there is no auction house of such a scale in Qinglong County under the rule of Lady Qinglong.

"Everyone, welcome to our Jubao Zhai. ”

A middle-aged man in a gray robe walked up to the high platform, looked around the auction hall, and said, "It's almost time, let's auction our first treasure of the night, a ...... , a dagger from 8,000 years ago, please look at it!"

The gray-clothed middle-aged man lifted the red cloth on the table, and a sharp dagger appeared in front of the people, and the cold light flickered. Sitting in the private room more than ten meters away, a cold chill came to my face.

Good knives!

Ye Chuan, who had been closing his eyes and recuperating after entering the private room, suddenly opened his eyes.

Eight thousand years have passed, and no trace has been left on this dagger, and it is as cold as when it was first forged. It's a killer weapon, a killer weapon for hand-to-hand combat, and a favorite of a top-notch killer. The body of the knife was engraved with runes one after another, and bursts of sharp and powerful power fluctuations were transmitted, which was obviously a treasure, much more powerful than ordinary flying swords.

"On the overseas weapons rankings, this dagger ranks 1,327, and it is the last masterpiece of the refining master Huang Pu Feiyang before his death 8,000 years ago, with a starting price of 800 top-grade spars, and a price increase of 50 top-grade spars each time. The middle-aged man in gray briefly introduced the origin of the dagger, and then handed over the time to the guests in the auction hall.

"One thousand three hundred and twenty-seven on the weapon list, this is definitely a killing weapon!"

"No wonder, it turned out to be the masterpiece of Master Huangpu, or the last work in his life, no wonder this dagger is so sharp!"

In the auction hall, people quickly rioted and rushed to increase the price, and soon, the price grew from 800 to 1,700 pieces of the best spars, which was more than twice as much.

No one doubts the origin and value of this dagger, produced by Jubao Zhai, has never been false.

"My lord, do you want to ......?"

The old demon Rod of Yinshan is about to move, as an old demon, he still has a lot of family background. One or two thousand top-grade spars was an astronomical amount for an ordinary cultivator, but it was nothing to him. As long as Ye Chuan nods, he can buy it immediately.

"Sharp is sharp enough, but unfortunately, the flexibility is not enough, if you really stab a master, I am afraid that the blade will break if I can't hurt the other party. That Huangpu master, his cultivation during his lifetime should not exceed the sevenfold level of the real human realm, and the attainment of refining weapons is there, and there is no way to go further if his cultivation is not enough, it's a pity, it's a pity!"

Ye Chuan shook his head and secretly screamed that it was a pity.

The dagger on the stage, the first glance makes people shine, the second glance makes people feel a little insufficient, and the third glance takes a closer look, and can't help but secretly cry out that it's a pity.

What kind of person is Ye Chuan, a great sage who once covered the sky with one hand, although he is not a professional refiner, but his attainments in refining are only beyond the reach of many so-called masters. At a glance from a distance, you can see the shortcomings of this dagger, and even the shortcomings of the refining master who refined this dagger.

The old demon of Yinshan was dumbfounded, but he didn't expect Ye Chuan to see so many doorways at a glance from a distance. In terms of the realm of light, he is still far above Ye Chuan, and there are faint signs of breaking through to the semi-saint realm, but when it comes to other aspects, he is far inferior to Ye Chuan.

If a person wants to step onto the pinnacle of cultivation, he needs many conditions. In many cases, the shortage of knowledge in a certain area will become a shortcoming that is difficult to overcome.

A true master, his attainments in cultivation, alchemy, refining weapons, and forbidden circles are all outstanding. On the contrary, a popular anti-heaven master may not necessarily refine the alchemy, while a so-called refining master may be mediocre in terms of cultivation, and his cultivation is not comprehensive enough, which limits their achievements.

The old demon of Yinshan knew his shortcomings, and because of this, he was convinced by Ye Chuan. The longer I followed Ye Chuan, the more I knew that Ye Chuan, the master, was not simple, and the more I noticed Ye Chuan's unfathomable depth.

"Huh......"

There was an exclamation from the private room next door, and it seemed that he was also taken aback when he heard Ye Chuan's words, and several powerful divine thoughts quickly appeared, sweeping back and forth in the private room where Ye Chuan and the three of them were.