Douluo Continent: The Ice Dragon King Martial Soul, Ma Xiaotao is Addicted

"Distinguished guests, you must have already noticed."

The auctioneer's voice was slightly low, deliberately setting the tone for the atmosphere in the room.

"This is a carving knife called—Soul Devourer. Legend has it that it was forged with painstaking effort by a wicked and eccentric master swordsmith!"

"However, the malevolent energy and curse power it contains will backfire on its master."

"This murderous blade has had thirty-seven owners, and without exception, all of them met a tragic end. Among them, nine of them became evil spirit masters."

"According to legend, this deadly blade, Soul Devourer, contains a wisp of the soul of that genius evil soul master from back then. It will lead people to evil, and only those with a weak will can use it."

"That's why it's ranked 99th on the list of carving knives."

The auctioneer's tone carried a strong warning: "Our auction house was commissioned by a mysterious seller to put this up for auction, and we solemnly remind you that this knife is ominous and should be used with caution."

After he finished speaking, the auction hall fell into an even more eerie silence than before.

The previous enthusiasm for the baby bottle has now been replaced by a deep sense of taboo.

The sinister aura emanating from that carving knife was so real, and when combined with the "precedents" recounted by the auctioneer, it sent chills down one's spine.

"The Soul-Devouring Blade, starting bid 100,000 Gold Soul Coins, with each bid increment no less than 5,000 Gold Soul Coins!"

The auctioneer announced the price, but his tone no longer carried the previous encouragement and excitement; instead, it carried an indifferent meaning of "you decide for yourselves, don't blame me if something goes wrong after you buy it."

Auction houses can sell anything, but the details must be clearly explained.

Otherwise, if a buyer gets into trouble because of an unclear description, it would be a huge loss to the auction house's reputation.

The auctioneer fell silent, sensing that the knife would go unsold.

After all, there aren't many fools, and even fewer bold fools. He had seen the seller before; he seemed somewhat delirious, but he couldn't bear to throw the knife away, so he brought it here for auction.

The hall was deathly silent; you could hear a pin drop.

"One hundred thousand gold soul coins."

Just then, a sudden voice broke the suffocating silence.

Swish!
All eyes instantly focused, like searchlights falling on the figure holding the sign—it was Ye Chen.

Whispers rose like a gentle tide among the crowd.

"Ten thousand gold soul coins for a death warrant? You think you're too long to live?"

"Look at how young he is... sigh, he doesn't know his own limitations!"

"Is this guy crazy? Didn't the auctioneer say it was the murder weapon?"

"Heh, young and impetuous, daring to pick up any bargain, probably doesn't know what death means."

"What a pity, he was quite a handsome young man..."

The discussions were filled with astonishment and bewilderment, as well as an undisguised contempt, as if they were looking at a fool.

Meng Hongchen, who was next to Ye Chen, was startled.

Meng Hongchen grabbed Ye Chen's arm and said urgently, "Ye Chen, what are you doing? Didn't the auctioneer say it would bring bad luck to the master...?"

Her icy blue eyes were filled with worry and confusion.

She had just been wondering if some fool would buy the knife, but she never expected it to be Ye Chen, and for 100,000 gold soul coins at that.

Seriously... a lot of money.

Although Ye Chen's cultivation is powerful, he shouldn't be courting death like this.

"Don't worry, it's okay."

Ye Chen gently patted the back of her hand, signaling her to calm down.

A flicker of joy, imperceptible to others, flashed deep in his eyes.

He came here specifically for this carving knife.

He had already used his divine sense to investigate before coming, which is why he chose the right time.

Shrek's people also arrived, but perhaps due to the butterfly effect, Wang Yan and Xiao Xiao did not come here, but instead went to another auction house.

However, Ye Chen didn't care much about this, and besides, he was with Meng Hongchen now, so it wouldn't be good to run into Xiao Xiao and the others...

He just came here to pick up some bargains.

The auctioneer was taken aback, seemingly not expecting anyone to actually make a bid.

But he reacted quickly, immediately shouting, "This gentleman has offered 100,000 gold soul coins! Is there anyone offering a higher bid?"

His gaze swept across the entire room, carrying a hint of barely perceptible anticipation.

I hope someone will raise the price, either out of pride or out of defiance, even just once.

However, he was met with only deeper silence. "One hundred thousand gold soul coins! For the first time!" The auctioneer began to call out the price with a sigh.

"One hundred thousand gold soul coins! The second time!"

"100,000 Gold Soul Coins! Third time! Sold!"

"boom!"

The auction gavel slammed down, signaling that the fearsome and deadly blade, Soul Devourer, had fallen into Ye Chen's hands.

After the auction ended, Ye Chen successfully completed the payment and settlement.

With the sale of the final item, the auction came to a successful conclusion.

Although it was just a regular auction, most people still managed to buy the items they wanted.

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"Ye Chen, what are you thinking?"

Back in the hotel room, as soon as the door closed, Meng Hongchen couldn't help but ask again.

She looked at the wooden box Ye Chen had placed on the table and felt that the box was emanating an ominous aura.

"This thing... just being near it makes me uncomfortable, and it costs 100,000 gold soul coins, isn't that..."

Meng Hongchen's words were filled with worry.

She is the eldest daughter of Mingdetang and is also knowledgeable about carving knives.

This kind of soul-devouring murderous blade is definitely not something that came out of nowhere.

Although Ye Chen's cultivation is powerful, he will be fine for a short time, but if it goes on for too long, it's hard to say.

Looking at Meng Hongchen's anxious and concerned expression, Ye Chen smiled slightly and said with a hint of mystery in his tone, "Don't worry, you'll find out soon enough."

Ye Chen's smile was relaxed and confident, as if he had bought not a fearsome carving knife, but an ordinary toy.

He walked to the table and opened the wooden box.

A chilling and menacing aura, even more so than that at the auction, instantly spread out.

The dark green blade with blood-red patterns looked even more eerie under the light, sending chills down one's spine.

Meng Hongchen subconsciously took a half step back.

Even though she was a Soul King, she still couldn't stand the chilling aura.

Ye Chen, however, acted as if nothing had happened, calmly reaching out and grasping the hilt of the Soul-Devouring Carving Knife.

The carving knife felt icy cold to the bone, and a sinister aura, carrying malice, slithered up his arm like a venomous snake, attempting to burrow into his body and erode his spirit.

If it were an ordinary Soul Master, they would definitely be affected at this moment. They would be fine for a short time, but problems would arise over time, and the Soul Master themselves might not even be aware of it.

"This carving knife is a good thing, but it's been affected by some chaotic remnant souls," Ye Chen muttered to himself.

The next moment, Ye Chen's powerful divine sense instantly condensed, like a tangible sword, and pierced the core of the Soul Devouring Carving Blade without reservation!
Om-!
The carving knife seemed to emit an invisible lament!
The dark red blood patterns on the blade suddenly lit up and twisted violently, struggling and resisting like a living thing.

A brutal will filled with resentment, unwillingness, and bloodlust suddenly erupted, attempting to counterattack Ye Chen's divine sense!
However, before Ye Chen's vast and boundless divine consciousness, this lingering resentment appeared as insignificant and fragile as a candle flame in a storm.

Ye Chen's divine sense was completely devoid of any fancy tricks; it was pure and overwhelming power!

"Chi chi chi——"

It was as if something invisible was shattering inch by inch inside the carving knife.

The struggling, twisting dark red bloodstains melted and faded rapidly, like ice and snow thrown into a furnace, at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The chilling, menacing aura receded like a tide, instantly clearing the oppressive atmosphere in the room.

Within a few breaths, the resistance vanished completely.

Looking at the carving knife in Ye Chen's hand again, its appearance has changed drastically!
The dark, eerie turquoise has completely faded, replaced by a pure, vibrant green.

This lush greenery is like the new leaves of early spring, or the finest jade, warm and understated.

The cold and fierce aura that had originally enveloped it vanished without a trace, replaced by a vibrant and refreshing vitality.

The patterns on the blade had also completely changed. They were no longer ferocious blood patterns, but had transformed into smooth and beautiful golden threads, like leaf veins, flowing subtly within the emerald green blade, giving it a noble and mysterious appearance.

The overall feel of the carving knife has undergone a complete transformation.

From a fearsome weapon, it has been transformed into a top-tier carving knife containing vast life energy.

(End of this chapter)