Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

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.