That broken piece of stone could be sold for money? The black-shirted old man frowned as he looked over in disbelief.
Apart from those two blade marks, he couldn't see anything special about it. Apart from those, there was a shallow mark from another weapon, he couldn't tell what.
He didn't see much, but just as he was about to shift his eyes away he was startled. There was an explosive flash in his eyes as he looked back at the giant stone. The old man couldn't shift his eyes away anymore.
"...however, it will depend on whose hands this stone falls into. In front of non-cultivators, naturally it is useless. But in our eyes, it couldn't even be bought with ten thousand gold. Such simplified descriptions, describing the profoundness of sword art… If we sell this item, it would be at least worth two hundred Grade Four beast crystals. If I give it to my Senior Master, who is searching for a disciple, I can con him for more and also make him owe me a huge favor!"