Wandering Sword Seller's Life in the Qin Dynasty

What is the purpose of life?

Of course, it's about saving face.

The wealthy and aristocrats, in particular, are even more unwilling to lose face in public.

In this era, swords were weapons of death for chivalrous heroes, but ritual objects for the upper class.

These people can't tell the difference between a good and a bad sword.

Like Guo Kai and Zhao Qian of the former Zhao state, they only saw the splendor of these swords.

While in the State of Zhao, Xu Qing helped Guo Kai forge a sword. It was his first attempt at forging a sword with an ornate design. The fact that Guo Kai gave that sword to Zhao Qian as a birthday gift proves that the sword was a great success.

And after advancing to the third-tier blacksmith.

Xu Qing's casting skills are far superior to what they used to be.

Under these circumstances, the magnificent swords he forged were actually several times better than before.

as predicted.

Upon seeing how magnificent the sword was, many of the auction participants began to bid.

It quickly rose to a high price.

Until someone spoke up.

This bidding then came to an abrupt halt.

It was the jade tiger that spoke.

He leaned back in the sandalwood chair, his thick fingers twirling a glass, without even lifting his eyelids.

The crowd exchanged bewildered glances. In terms of wealth? No one dared to challenge the tycoon who controlled the lifeline of Korea. In terms of power? Who would dare offend Ji Wuye, the lord of the night behind him!

"Forget it... it's not worth it for one sword." Someone muttered to themselves, "There are still seven more to go."

A hint of regret flashed across Situ Wanli's eyes, but he still smiled and brought down the gavel. Although the price did not meet his expectations, he was still reasonably satisfied when he thought about the profit sharing he had agreed upon with Xu Qing.

"The second sword is named—Tianxuan!"

This sword is slightly different in appearance from the previous swords.

But it is just as gorgeous and exquisite.

So those who had failed to win the first sword at the auction started putting it up for sale.

Unfortunately, their enthusiasm didn't last long, because the jade tiger started bidding again.

It's still a relatively high price.

The second sword was also won by Jade Tiger.

Seeing this, everyone was furious, but could only continue to console themselves.

There's more to come, no need to rush.

Surprisingly, when the other swords, each with its own unique beauty and exquisite craftsmanship, were offered for sale, Jade Tiger still managed to snatch them away.

"Jade Tiger!" A nobleman in brocade robes finally slammed his fist on the table, veins bulging on his forehead. "Do you really intend to exterminate them all?!"

He had a lifelong passion for swords, and now, watching helplessly as seven peerless swords fell into the hands of others, he was filled with extreme shame and indignation.

Despite the nobleman's angry rebuke, Emerald Tiger remained unmoved and said slowly, "This is an auction. If you want something, just bid. Although I have already won a few swords, it doesn't mean I will stop here. Judging from the names of these swords, they all come from the Big Dipper. The seven swords are a set."

"Without one of the handles, it would inevitably be less beautiful."

Jade Tiger's lips curled into a mocking smile: "In the auction, the highest bidder wins. If you disagree..." He swirled his wine glass, the amber liquid reflecting the ashen faces of the crowd, "Just keep bidding, I'll play along to the end."

The nobleman's eyes were bloodshot, his hand already on the hilt of his sword, but his companion grabbed his sleeve tightly: "Think of what happened to Lord Jinglun!"

A whisper was like a bucket of ice water poured over his head. Wasn't that once-prominent member of the royal family competing with this unscrupulous merchant in wealth, only to have his fiefdom end up in the hands of the Emerald Tiger?

The nobleman slumped down, and only the sneer of the jade tiger echoed between the beams and pillars.

Situ Wanli certainly did not want to see such an outcome. It was not a good thing to be pressured by others with power and money to the point that no one dared to bid. What if one day the bidder deliberately bid a low price and others dared not compete because they were afraid of him? Wouldn't he be at a disadvantage?

The only good news is that the transaction price for these seven swords wasn't low.

Situ Wanli suppressed his anger and slammed the wooden mallet down. When he looked up again, his expression had turned solemn: "The last item, and also the grand finale!"

His voice, which suddenly rose to a high pitch, was like the clash of metal and stone, causing the candlelight in the room to flicker: "There was once a man who roamed the battlefield, never suffering a defeat in more than seventy battles. The number of people who indirectly died at his hands was as many as a million. His name could stop the three armies from weeping..."

"Could it be..." an old man asked in a trembling voice.

"Lord Wu'an, Bai Qi!"

The name struck like a thunderbolt, causing all the powerful and influential people in the room to change color.

Some people, even those who are already dead.

But just mentioning his name still evokes a chilling aura of killing intent.

Bai Qi, the former Lord Wu'an of Qin, was such a person.

There were even some older people in the audience who had personally experienced the era when Bai Qi was still alive.

Although the Battle of Changping many years ago was a war between the states of Zhao and Qin, its cause was related to the state of Han.

After a long silence, someone finally spoke up, asking Situ Wanli, "Could it be that this last sword is related to Bai Qi?"

"Not bad!"

Situ Wanli nodded, acknowledging this.

"This last sword is Bai Qi's personal sword!"

"This sword is a rare and extraordinary weapon, given to Bai Qi by a remarkable person. Bai Qi wielded this sword and fought in more than seventy major battles throughout his life without being defeated. This sword has also drunk the blood of countless heroes and warriors, and therefore, it contains a strange power."

"The wielder of this sword will unleash their domineering aura, making them invincible and unstoppable in battle..."

Situ Wanli spoke eloquently, detailing the origin and capabilities of the last sword.

But deep down, I had a completely different thought.

Using Bai Qi's name to aggressively market swords, I must say, that Mr. Xu really has a knack for it.

Did Bai Qi ever possess such a sword?

Obviously not.

But unfortunately, no one else knows.

Others only know Bai Qi's reputation and that he was once invincible.

If one were to attribute part of the reason for its invincibility to the sword, it would definitely attract a bidding war among the crowd.

Then, he ordered someone to bring over an exquisite sword case.

This is also a significant difference from the swords mentioned earlier.

The swords in front were all brought up on trays, covered with red cloth.

And this last sword was stored in a sword case.

The sword case was ancient and simple, with some strange symbols engraved on it. In addition, it was heavily bound with iron chains, as if there was some kind of vicious weapon inside that had to be sealed away.

Situ Wanli's expression was solemn.

He took out a key and unlocked the lock on the chain.

As the chains were untied, a small gap appeared in the sword case.

In an instant, a chill filled the auction hall.

Everyone felt a bit cold.

The next moment.

Situ Wanli opened the sword box completely, and a simple and ancient-looking sword came into everyone's view.

Accompanying this was a strong stench of blood.

"This sword is called—Heaven's Wrath!"

Situ Wanli finally revealed the sword's name.

Chapter 65 A mere ten thousand taels of gold, this Bai Qi isn't all that great!

Did Bai Qi of yesteryear possess a sword called "Heaven's Wrath"?

No one can tell.

After all, Bai Qi has been dead for many years.

Those present had mostly heard rumors about Bai Qi; they had never seen or interacted with him in person.

But the crux of the problem lies not in that at all.

The key point is that when the sword case containing this sword is suddenly opened, the chilling and malevolent aura, even from a great distance, rushes towards you, icy and bone-chilling.

The key point is that every word of Situ Wanli's account of Bai Qi's life is true. This "butcher" was indeed invincible throughout his life on the battlefield.

A legendary figure, akin to a god of war, was once said to possess immense power solely from a single sword. While some were skeptical, many more readily accepted this claim. After all, isn't it easier to achieve power through external means than to acknowledge innate talent and unparalleled ability?

It should be noted that there is a legend in this world that has been passed down for thousands of years, called the Seven Mansions of the Azure Dragon.

Legend has it that this object possesses the power to control the world. If one can decipher its mysteries, one can control the entire world. Therefore, throughout history, countless people have pursued this object. However, despite the widespread rumors, no one has been able to say who has truly deciphered the Seven Mansions of the Azure Dragon.

There are only some rumors that some former overlords made their countries powerful and rose to dominance because they understood this power.

Therefore, even if this is just a legend.

It still attracts many people.

Powerful nations may not care.

But for weak nations and the weak, this item is undoubtedly their spiritual sustenance.

The same applies now.

Hearing Situ Wanli recount the miraculous powers of the "Heavenly Wrath Sword," countless hearts surged with fervor. If they possessed this sword, wouldn't they too be able to dominate the world like Bai Qi? Though Bai Qi was dead, his ferocious power remained. People only admired his boundless glory in life; who cared about his tragic end?

In a flash of thought, Situ Wanli shouted, "The bidding begins!"

"Two thousand gold pieces!"