Chapter 126: Spirit-Devouring Engraving Knife!

"Everyone, the currency for this transaction is Blood Soul."

"The starting bid for this evil slave is... three thousand Blood Souls!"

Looking at those eyes like hungry wolves staring at meat, Xu Nian'an felt somewhat unable to understand.

"Blood Soul, what is a Blood Soul?"

After a long silence, Electrolux's voice finally drifted leisurely from within the spiritual sea.

"The soul of a person who has undergone a blood sacrifice; one Blood Soul represents the soul of one person. It is a common transaction resource for Evil Soul Masters and also their cultivation resource."

A... a person's soul.

Three thousand just to start... and that's only the starting bid!

That's right, would outlaws like Evil Soul Masters use Gold Soul Coins?

Are Gold Soul Coins of any use to them?

Who would dare use their Gold Soul Coins? Are they tired of living?

Things that Evil Soul Masters want, they generally just snatch.

"Three thousand five hundred Blood Souls!"

The bidding began, but the bidders were sparse, and it wasn't particularly sought after.

The final transaction price was around five thousand five hundred Blood Souls, taken by a pot-bellied middle-aged man with a pair of blood-red teeth.

The lecherous look in his eyes was very obvious.

"Five thousand five hundred people; this is probably equivalent to a small town in a remote area of the Douling Empire."

Xu Nian'an swallowed hard, his eyes silently moving away from the woman who was firmly bound by special iron chains.

This woman was indeed a stunner, and hearing the auction host say she was a Pure Yin Body, she was likely still untouched.

It was a pity to have her taken away by a pot-bellied middle-aged uncle.

It wasn't that Xu Nian'an didn't want to save her—no, that's not right, to take her for himself—it was just that he truly didn't have any of this "Blood Soul" stuff.

"The tenth auction item."

With a flash of brilliance, the host on the auction stage suddenly flipped open the red cloth covering it, and immediately, a gray light shone forth.

Xu Nian'an couldn't help but reach out his right hand to shield his eyes.

Once he saw what it was, his entire body couldn't help but leap with joy; the aura of death seemed to have been summoned.

"This thing is!!!"

Seeing this item, Xu Nian'an was greatly shocked, his heart already having guessed its origin.

"The tenth auction item, the Spirit-Devouring Engraving Knife!"

Sure enough, his guess was correct.

The moment the host on the auction stage spoke the name of this item, Xu Nian'an's body trembled.

At this moment, the instant many people at the scene saw this Spirit-Devouring Engraving Knife, their eyes became bloodshot, and their Soul Rings emerged involuntarily.

"Damn it, shouldn't this thing have appeared at an auction in the Star Luo Empire a few years from now?"

"How could it... appear here!"

Xu Nian'an's hands trembled continuously inside his black cloak; this was not out of fear, but because of joy.

He absolutely had to get his hands on this good item.

"The Spirit-Devouring Engraving Knife; perhaps many people here don't know it, but as Soul Tool Masters, you must know the Carving Knife Ranking, right?"

"On this Spirit-Devouring Engraving Knife, there is a legacy left behind by a ninth-level genius Evil Soul Tool Master. Everyone, those interested can choose to bid!"

"Starting bid, ten thousand Blood Souls!"

"Thirty thousand Blood Souls!"

Behind the bidding, countless people were in pursuit.

Xu Nian'an's heart skipped a beat; he had to find a way to get this thing into his own hands.

"Waited for so long, finally waited for a good thing."

"However, are the people of this world so short-sighted?"

"Why stain such good Life Gold with this filthy thing."

Hearing Electrolux's words from within the spiritual sea, Xu Nian'an's face lit up with joy.

That's right, he had Electrolux, and Electrolux was also very interested in this Spirit-Devouring Engraving Knife.

……

Xu Nian'an and Electrolux didn't make a bid the whole time, just waiting quietly.

In the end, these Evil Soul Masters, in order to obtain the legacy of a ninth-level Evil Soul Tool Master, raised the price to over one hundred thousand Blood Souls.

Seeing this scene, Xu Nian'an smiled.

A legacy? A remnant soul is more like it.

Looking at the covetous gazes all around, he wondered who would eventually end up with this Spirit-Devouring Engraving Knife.

Of course, what Xu Nian'an was talking about wasn't the highest bidder winning, but... snatching.

Since they were already Evil Soul Masters, who would talk to you about morality? Paying money doesn't necessarily mean it's yours, but if you can snatch it, it is definitely yours.

Clearly, Xu Nian'an and Electrolux were not the only ones thinking about snatching the item later.

As time passed bit by bit, at the moment the sky was just beginning to brighten, the auction was about to end.

"This is the final auction item, a skull engraved with the peak evil patterns of a Soul Douluo."

"It cannot be fused, however, this Soul Douluo did not break through to the Title rank before death; it is said that the resentment was immense, once causing a small town of several thousand people to become corrupted."

The things auctioned by Evil Soul Masters are all strange and peculiar things: bones, beast bones, people, Souls, and even human skin containing baleful blood.

It is extremely evil.

The final auction item was eventually won by a young man who bid fifty thousand Blood Soul.

OK, a perfect conclusion.

Those who need to pay, pay; those who need to run, run; those who need to intercept, intercept.

Just as Xu Nian'an also wanted to stand up, preparing to lie in ambush and intercept, an old man walked out.

Seeing this old man, Xu Nian'an's pupils constricted; he recognized him.

It was precisely the Soul Douluo Evil Soul Master he encountered when he met Er Gou while hunting for his Second Soul Ring, the Ice Crystal Turtle.

"Everyone, I have a big project in my hands recently; I wonder if you are interested in coming along."

Xu Nian'an's pupils constricted slightly, knowing what this Soul Douluo Evil Soul Master was about to say.

"Brother Gui Er Ye, look at what you're saying; aren't all those who could come here today the brothers you summoned?"

"Yes, yes, yes, we are all brothers; if there is any problem, just say it directly."

Hearing this, Gui Er Ye laughed; the words of an Evil Soul Master are only worth listening to for amusement. As long as there is an opportunity, he believes that no one present would give up on killing their smiling brothers to devour them and increase their Spirit Power.

"Some time ago, I joined forces with a few friends to severely injure a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast. I intend to summon you all to hunt this Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast and help me break through to the Title rank!"

Sure enough.

Xu Nian'an felt a shock in his heart; it was him. The Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast he spoke of was likely Er Gou's mother.

It seems... he must plan a move.

In a deserted street, a person wearing a mask walked silently.

Before long, a chicken coop ahead was suddenly overturned, and an Evil Soul Master holding a long blade, with six Soul Rings—yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black—flashing on his body, emerged.

"Sixth soul skill, Evil God Fierce Tiger Blade!"

Blood-colored power surged, and the black Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring shone crazily.

Puchi!

After the Evil Soul Master killed the person, he was filled with wild joy.

"Hehehe, a mere Soul King dares to covet the inheritance of a nine-level genius Evil Soul Master; it is simply wishful thinking!"

The moonlight illuminated his back; at the corner of the alley, a large number of corpses were piled together.

They were precisely the others who wanted to intercept.

"Seventh soul skill, Bat King True Form!"

"Sixth soul skill, Evil Bat Clone!"

"Fifth soul skill, Blood Bat Storm!"

Ya ya ya ya~

A huge bat appeared in the sky, finally eating the intercepting Soul Emperor until not even a scrap remained.

The bat dispersed.

Seven Soul Rings—yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black—appeared; a middle-aged man with a potbelly and beer belly, with a pair of blood-red teeth at the corners of his mouth.

"It's him!"

"I really didn't expect that the final winner would actually be the fat man who bought that Evil Pet. Unfortunately, all of this now belongs to me."

Under the blood-red full moon, Xu Nian'an's figure, crouching on a utility pole, appeared slightly, then flashed and vanished.

(End of this chapter)