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Long Haochen decisively refused without hesitation: “There’s no need for that.”

Ye Weiyang was stunned for a moment; she rarely encountered someone who could refuse her. Her ability to become the chief auctioneer of the Holy Alliance Auction House was definitely not due to luck. She herself was a professional who possessed both spiritual and light attributes. In terms of talent, she believed that even if she became a Demon Hunter, it would be no problem. Moreover, she had complete confidence in her own charm.

“I’m sorry, you can begin,” Ye Weiyang said softly, taking a step back at the same time.

Long Haochen slowly opened the wooden box, his gaze also falling upon the heavy sword. He reached into the box with both hands simultaneously.

Seeing his action, Ye Weiyang’s expression visibly relaxed a bit. Long Haochen’s action looked simple, but it was a form of respect, respect for a weapon. Only a divine weapon could receive such respect.

His left four fingers supported the tip of the sword from below, his thumb pinching the bead at the very tip. If it were an ordinary heavy sword, this action would have meant pinching the entire tip, preventing it from being sharp and exposed. His right hand supported the sword guard, not the handle.

This detail looked simple, but it was exclusive to knights. Only a true knight knew to respect a divine weapon in this way. Therefore, when Ye Weiyang saw Long Haochen doing this, she felt a sense of anticipation in her heart.

Could it be that this person can really restore the divine sword to its former glory? If that’s the case… Thinking of this, Ye Weiyang couldn’t help but recall the words her grandfather had once said.

The one who obtains the divine sword may not necessarily be a top expert; more likely, it should be the person with whom the divine sword is destined. Could he be that destined person? For some reason, Ye Weiyang’s heart was beating rapidly at this moment, because she was faintly sensing that possibility.

Feng Ling’er, holding the wooden box, raised it slightly when Long Haochen reached in with both hands. She was also very curious as she looked at the young man in front of her, who seemed to be quite young in terms of both voice and build.

However, her gaze was only filled with curiosity. Compared to her calm, elegant, and pure white-flower-like appearance, she actually had a passionate heart. Long Haochen, who was 1.8 meters tall and looked very ordinary, couldn’t arouse her interest too much, nor was he the type she liked.

On the contrary, Ye Weiyang, who looked charming and alluring, with a very mature demeanor, was actually a very conservative girl at heart. This is what is meant by “you can’t judge a book by its cover.”

Long Haochen seemed completely oblivious to the observation of Ye Weiyang and Feng Ling’er, his gaze focused directly on the divine sword in front of him.

The moment the wooden box was opened, and Long Haochen felt the aura it emitted, his mind was completely drawn to this divine weapon. His feelings were much stronger than others; he could even feel many changes within the divine sword.

This divine sword was not just sealed; in a sense, it was already dead.

How could a weapon die? When a true divine weapon lost its soul, it would die.

Long Haochen could be absolutely certain that the divine sword in front of him once possessed a sword spirit that belonged exclusively to it.

A sword spirit is a type of artifact spirit. What does possessing an artifact spirit mean? It means that this weapon or equipment is at least of epic-grade or higher.

In other words, the divine sword in front of Long Haochen was at least an epic-grade equipment a long time ago!

But now, it had lost its soul, and it was precisely because of this that Long Haochen respected it even more.

He could guess that when the original owner of this divine sword passed away, the sword spirit sealed the sword body and then abandoned its own body, leaving only this shell behind in the world, while the sword spirit itself followed its master.

To be able to have a sword spirit follow one to the grave, one could imagine what kind of existence its master was. Such a person, such a sword spirit, how could one not respect them?

Long Haochen’s heart was not calm at this time. His movements were very slow, fearing to desecrate this divine sword. He came out not to obtain this divine sword, but to help it break the seal. Just as Ye Weiyang had said, the divine sword should not be covered in dust; it should regain its light!

The pitch-black heavy sword slowly left the wooden box supported by Long Haochen’s hands. Long Haochen’s gaze was always fixed on the sword body, he did not infuse it with spiritual power, but just looked at it quietly. His gaze was very peaceful, and also sad. Even with the mask blocking his face, Ye Weiyang could still feel the emotions emanating from Long Haochen. His clear golden eyes were something that the mask could not hide.

Looking at the expression in his eyes, Ye Weiyang even felt that his emotions seemed to be matching the desolation emanating from the divine sword.

Ye Weiyang’s heartbeat quickened accordingly. Before Long Haochen appeared, almost everyone who saw the divine sword eagerly injected spiritual power into it, trying to conquer it, or forcibly open the seal. However, they all failed. But Long Haochen at this time did not do this; he was actually communicating with the divine sword.

Feng Ling’er put away the wooden box and stood aside, the curiosity in her eyes becoming even stronger. She stole a glance at Ye Weiyang, only to see her staring blankly at the man in front of her, her eyes unblinking.

Time seemed to stand still. Those auction participants who had regained their vision also sat back in their seats, quietly watching Long Haochen. They were all very curious whether this person could unlock the seal of the divine sword. The release of the light attribute just now had really scared quite a few people. And the more people who understood the light attribute, the more astonished they were by the burst just now.

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“Yating,” Long Haochen called out softly.

An even more shocking scene appeared. With a flash of golden light, a golden figure suddenly appeared in front of Long Haochen. Although Yating’s six wings were retracted at this time, her sudden appearance, along with the rich golden light and beauty emanating from her whole body, had a sense of shocking the entire audience. Even Ye Weiyang and Feng Ling’er were overshadowed by the gentle and pure light element on her body.

Long Haochen cherished and solemnly handed the heavy sword in his hand to Yating.

Yating could feel his intention, and quickly reached out to take it, taking it in the same way as Long Haochen did before.

“This, this is…” Ye Weiyang suddenly covered her mouth, with her strong willpower, she couldn’t help but feel the shock in her heart.

Yating was facing Long Haochen, that is, facing the stage. Therefore, the only people who could see her back were Ye Weiyang and Feng Ling’er. They clearly saw the six wings retracted on Yating’s back. They could also directly feel the pure light element on her body.

Could this be a light element spirit? Ye Weiyang’s shock was beyond words. Her knowledge was extremely extensive, and she also understood light element spirits very well. However, in her knowledge, she had never heard of light element spirits that could evolve to look almost like real people!

Yating took the heavy sword. The moment the heavy sword fell into her hands, the sword body actually made a slight humming sound. The humming sound was not loud, but it was clear and melodious like a dragon’s roar, echoing throughout the entire auction hall.

Yating was also stunned, because she clearly felt that after holding this heavy sword, she actually felt closeness. The heavy sword even seemed to be dependent on her.

Long Haochen took a step back, clenched his right hand, tapped it on his chest, and gave a standard knight’s salute to the heavy sword in Yating’s hand.

“The divine sword should not be covered in dust. I can feel your sadness and pain. But, the past is still the past. If your master is still alive, then he would never want to see that after your sword spirit followed him, your glory is still being concealed.”

“From the day you possessed spirituality, you should be held in the hands of a knight, using your sharpness to cut through thorns, to eliminate evil, and to fight for justice. To fight to protect everything that needs to be protected.”

“Your light will surely return to the world, your sharpness will surely make the enemy tremble. Come back, lost divine sword, let your glory shine on the earth again, let the power of light sweep away all darkness. Perhaps, I am not worthy to be your master, but I am willing to awaken you and let you find the master who is most suitable for you.”

Long Haochen’s words were clear, sonorous, and full of a sense of solemnity and pride. In his young voice, there was actually a metallic clang of iron and blood. That faint bloody smell and strong pride were all displayed in these simple words.

Yating knelt on one knee, holding the heavy sword in front of Long Haochen. This time, Long Haochen did not take it with both hands, but stretched out his right hand and powerfully grasped the hilt of the heavy sword.

An indescribable aura appeared on Long Haochen’s body. The heavy sword in his hand was suddenly raised high above his head, and then, he could see a dazzling white light erupt from his hand, instantly injected into the heavy sword.

A light aura that was even richer and purer than what he had previously released suddenly erupted like a fountain. Feng Ling’er and Ye Weiyang, who were only a short distance away, could see that under the mask on Long Haochen’s face, at the position of his forehead, there was a strong golden light shining, vaguely discernible, it seemed to be nine light patterns.

“Buzz——” The dark heavy sword emitted a violent buzzing under this dazzling white light. Yating, who was in front of Long Haochen, suddenly moved. At the same time as the six wings behind her instantly opened, her body rapidly shrank, and in a blink of an eye, she had become only a foot tall, hovering behind Long Haochen, chanting a low incantation, circles of soft golden ripples falling on Long Haochen’s body, making the dazzling white light on his body even stronger.

“In the name of the Goddess of Light, break, the sealed mark.” Long Haochen’s high-pitched voice sounded again.

(To be continued)

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