Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion Chapter 1963: 811, Treasure Appraisal Convention, the erudite Master Han like an abyss_2

Chapter 1963: 811, Treasure Appraisal Convention, the erudite Master Han like an abyss_2
“I’ll look for my third uncle; this time he’s representing the Shangguan Family to form an alliance with the Lu family. He mentioned on the flying vessel that our family isn’t here merely to bend the knee with a marriage alliance. We mustn’t allow the Lu family’s younger generation to look down on the Shangguan Family.”
Shangguan Yuqin clenched her teeth as she whispered.
“Miss Eighteen, the match arranged by the family for you is this Lu Zixu, isn’t it?” The elderly woman in black robes behind Shangguan Yuqin queried in a soft voice.
Her words made Shangguan Yuqin grit her teeth even harder, “That fellow had an ambiguous relationship with the Saint of the Jade Platform Hall in the past; I have no intention of marrying him.”
As she spoke, Shangguan Yuqin was already striding quickly towards the location of the Treasure Identification Event.
Most of the younger generation of the Shangguan Family were already there.
The leader the Shangguan Family had sent this time was the cream of the crop among the younger generation, Shangguan Hong.
This individual had recently been taken as the last disciple by The Great Elder and was determined by the family to be the third in line for the position of the family head.
The identity of the third successor of the Shangguan Family was supremely prestigious throughout the divine realm.
Indeed, the majority of clan leaders and Deputy Hall Masters couldn’t compare to the status of a succession candidate of the Shangguan Family.
“I want third uncle to help me severely punish that guy,” Shangguan Yuqin’s voice came out, causing the two people following her to shake their heads.
Some things are probably not as simple as one might think.
The Lu family had recently achieved a great victory on the Giant Beam Continent, shaking the entire divine realm.
The current Lu family is said to have quietly surpassed the second-ranked Xun Family among the Lower Four Families.
That the Shangguan Family dispatched their third successor and led the younger Elites for an alliance marriage clearly shows the current prosperity of the Lu family.
The Treasure Identification Event was held on the fifth level of the Yuntang Treasure Pavilion.
The circular plaza was surrounded by layers of staggered pavilion windows.
There were nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine viewing seats, each expanded using the methods of space.
Stepping into one, a different Qian Kun unfolded.
For instance, the pavilion where Han Muye and his group were now located spanned ten yards; they faced a pale golden screen reflecting the entirety of the outside events.
Within the pavilion, there were seats, tables and chairs, spiritual fruits and drinks, attendants and servants, and even an accountant who was specially responsible for managing transactions and arranging the exchange of treasures.
It wasn’t just this pavilion; all nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine pavilions were furnished in such a manner.
“Just the entrance fee for this Treasure Identification Event is ten million origin coins,” Lu Zixu said, shaking his head as he held up a finger, “It’s really like daylight robbery.”
This remark made the several good-looking maidservants who were serving spiritual fruits and drinks giggle.
Who would have thought one would say their own family is robbing them?
Li Changyun turned his head to look at him, curious, “When you descendents of the Lu family attend the Treasure Identification Event, don’t you get a discount on the entrance fee?”
“Discount my ass, if there was one I wouldn’t be complaining.” Lu Zixu grabbed a spiritual fruit from a nearby maidservant’s tray and stuffed it into his mouth, even copping a feel of the female attendant as he did so.
“Don’t be shy, eat and drink your fill. If any of you fancy these little maids, feel free to take them home,” he said nonchalantly.
“I’ve paid for it.”
Several attendants in the pavilion immediately laughed, their faces flushing as they looked towards Li Changyun and the others.
It was clear that Lu Zixu wasn’t lying.
If they wanted to take them home, they really could.
Han Muye glanced over, knowing that neither the attendants nor the ample food and spiritual fruits could possibly amount to ten million origin coins.
Not even one million.
This sort of business was indeed profitable.
Just like Tianxiang City, it was a unique business.
“Mr. Han, the Myriad Domains Altar in the Wasteland will soon be activated. We hope you can look after us when the time comes,” Li Changyun turned to Han Muye and spoke in a hushed tone.
Myriad Domains Altar.
Unknowingly, several years had passed since they had left the Wasteland.
Last time, when the demons of the Wasteland activated the Myriad Domains Altar, the entry credentials scattered far and wide.
One million credentials, distributed across the divine realm.
In the years since, many people had activated the power required by the credentials.
They fed them with their own or other blood essence, Qi, and other powers. As long as the power was sufficient, the credentials would be considered activated.
The altar would open once seventy percent of the credentials were activated.
Now, it was nearly time for the Myriad Domains Altar to open.
Upon hearing Li Changyun’s words, Lu Zixu’s eyes shone with a bright gleam.
The Myriad Domains Altar was a chance for great opportunity.
“If we meet in the Ten Thousand Domains, I will naturally do my best to take care of you,” Han Muye nodded without refusing.
With his cultivation abilities, he had the right to say such things.
Moreover, for him, gathering more elites was also a good thing.
When the Myriad Domains Altar opened and a million elites from various factions entered, if they really went to the Primordial Universe, allowing these elites to run rampant would be a disaster.
“Dong”
A bell chimed from the center of the distant plaza.
Lu Zixu and others promptly sat upright, casting their gazes on the screen ahead.
In the plaza with nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine pavilions, the ten thousandth one was in the center.
It wasn’t considered a pavilion, but was rather a Green Jade Platform.
On the Green Jade Platform, there were more than ten seats, each occupied by differently shaped cultivators.
These seats circled around a central empty space, which was a circular, green jade platform shining a reflective light.
“Ladies and gentlemen, you are all familiar with the Treasure Identification Event of the Yuntang Treasure Pavilion, so there’s no need for Lu to repeat the rules,” one middle-aged man in a blue-gray brocade robe on the platform said with a smile as he gestured to the crowd.
Seeing this person, Lu Zixu shook his head slightly.
Li Changyun turned his head, looking at him curiously.
“Brother Li will soon find out,” Lu Zixu muttered.
Below, the middle-aged man in the brocade robe coughed lightly, “Although everyone is already aware of the rules, Lu still feels compelled to go over them once more.”