I raised demonic beasts in Douluo Continent, which shocked Gu Yuena.

The old man narrowed his eyes slightly, picked up his broadsword, and said sternly, "Boy, how dare you injure someone in my Heavenly Battle Auction House! Prepare to die!"

The old man's third spirit ring lit up, and at the same time, he swung his greatsword, sending thousands of sword shadows carrying immense power towards Bai Yuan.

The old man struck without hesitation, showing no mercy whatsoever, after all, he was just a human trafficker trying to fool the Heavenly Battle Auction House.

Bai Yuan's eyes were extremely calm, without any ripples. He did not make a move, but simply said, "Di Tian, ​​there is no need to hold back. Once you kill him, his superiors will naturally come out."

Di Tian not only turned around to look at the side, but also saw the stunningly beautiful figure who was carrying two children, invisible to ordinary people.

However, Gu Yuena ignored his meaning and just chuckled softly, pinching Bai Yu's little face.

They look like a real mother and daughter.

Di Tian was speechless.

Just as countless sword shadows enveloped Bai Yuan and silence struck him, two fingers emerged from the void and gently pinched among the myriad phantoms.

Instantly, all the sword shadows vanished, leaving only the old man's tightly gripped broadsword and the middle-aged man who appeared out of thin air, easily catching a sword with two fingers.

The middle-aged man, dressed in black with long hair cascading down his shoulders, stood with one hand behind his back. His golden eyes turned to look at Bai Yuan, and he said coldly, "Don't make me deal with such ants."

"Ants?" The old man was furious, and his sixth spirit ring, which was also his only ten-thousand-year spirit ring, suddenly lit up.

A terrifying force erupted from the broadsword, but no matter what, it couldn't break free from those two slender fingers.

The old man was terrified. He removed his hands from the broadsword, and like the beautiful young girl before him, his legs went weak and he collapsed to the ground.

He had no desire to get up; instead, he asked in utter terror, "Sir, are you a Soul Saint? Or a Soul Douluo?"

Di Tian turned around and smiled, saying, "Soul Saint? Soul Douluo? You're nothing but ants. To be honest, for me to call you an ant is already a compliment, and for you to die by my hand is an unparalleled honor."

Di Tian exerted a slight force with his two fingers, and the Martial Soul Blade instantly shattered into dozens of fragments that pierced into the old man's body.

In an instant, blood splattered everywhere in the room. The beautiful woman, who had just barely recovered, suddenly collapsed to the ground with her legs giving way.

A Soul Emperor-level expert was actually killed instantly?

The other two appraisers swallowed hard, their legs trembling as they slumped back into their seats.

Xiao Wu's smile, which seemed to be the result of a great revenge, froze, as if she had been frozen in time like a statue, appearing both realistic and incongruous.

"Now you can summon your superiors, right?" Bai Yuan's calm voice rang out, and Di Tian's figure disappeared again.

"Okay, esteemed... esteemed guest, please... please wait a moment, I'll go... I'll be right there." The beautiful woman scrambled away, kneeling three times with each step, like a reptile hastily leaving the scene.

She didn't want to stay here for a second longer, and now that she had the chance to leave, she decisively accepted the task.

The two appraisers cursed inwardly, "That bitch, she reacted so quickly!"

At this moment, the two of them felt like they were sitting on pins and needles, uncomfortable all over. They wanted to stand up, but their legs wouldn't obey them.

Bai Yuan, completely unconcerned, walked to the chief appraiser's seat and began to examine the precious auction items before him.

"This is the Crimson Blood Flower? One of the main ingredients for refining the Blood Spirit Pill?" Bai Yuan's eyes lit up, and he put it aside.

Blood Spirit Pill, a second-grade holy medicine for healing injuries.

Although it cannot regenerate severed limbs, it can restore one's health regardless of the severity of the injury.

"This is a Celestial Pattern Stone? The foundation of a Level Two Five Elements Array?"

Bai Yuan tossed it aside again, and then happily began searching for materials for alchemy, weapon crafting, and array formation.

Even though the system has changed all the materials to things that exist in this world, those things are still very hard to find.

The Qi Refining stage was fine before, but now that I've reached the Foundation Establishment stage, I can't even find all the ingredients for a Marrow Cleansing Pill in the Star Dou Great Forest, which speaks volumes.

At this moment, Bai Yuan was very happy to have found it.

As for soul tools, he didn't care at all.

After a long while, a middle-aged man strode in, looking furious.

"I want to see who dares to mess with my place!" The middle-aged man's voice preceded his arrival, and as he entered the room, he stomped on the floorboards, breaking them in the process.

Ordinary Soul Masters could never possess such power before releasing their Martial Soul.

However, this arrogant middle-aged man possessed it and appeared quite relaxed, demonstrating that he was a powerful attack-type Battle Soul Saint with a ring of seven or higher, or even an Eighth Ring Power Attack-type Battle Soul Douluo.

Bai Yuan stopped what he was doing, looked up at the middle-aged man who had rushed over, and raised an eyebrow, saying, "You want to fight too?"

The middle-aged man's body stiffened.

In an instant, a loud "bang" rang out.

The middle-aged man fell face-first to the ground, smashing the ground to pieces.

"No! No! This junior has only come to pay respects to the senior, and has absolutely no other intentions." A bead of cold sweat appeared on the middle-aged man's forehead.

He never expected that the legendary God of Slaughter, the humanoid beast that could supposedly overpower a level 99 Peerless Douluo, would actually appear here.

Therefore, the middle-aged man's decision to kneel was decisive.

"You know me?" Bai Yuan asked, somewhat surprised.

Among the Title Douluos who besieged him a year ago, this person in front of him didn't seem to be one of them, and he wasn't even a Title Douluo.

The middle-aged man truthfully replied, "A year ago, the Spirit Hall released your portrait, but only a Soul Saint could obtain information of this level."

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Bai Yuan nodded slightly and said, "Alright, since you're not here to fight, then help me see if this 100,000-year-old soul beast that has been rebuilt is real or fake."

The middle-aged man said without looking up, "Senior, I already saw it when I entered. It is a 100,000-year-old soul beast that has been rebuilt."

Bai Yuan said with great dissatisfaction, "I told you to look carefully, but the way you're making it seem like I'm here to force you to buy something."

The middle-aged man remained kneeling on the ground, but he slowly raised his head and turned his gaze to Xiao Wu.

A few seconds later, the middle-aged man said seriously, "Senior, I have looked carefully just now, and she really is a 100,000-year-old soul beast who has been reborn."

Looking at the middle-aged man's expression, Bai Yuan couldn't help but feel that he was being forced.

After hesitating for a moment, Bai Yuan slowly said, "She has a martial spirit."

The middle-aged man gritted his teeth and said, "Only those with martial spirits are 100,000-year-old soul beasts that have been rebuilt."

Bai Yuan was utterly speechless.

After thinking for a moment, he decided not to correct the group's method of identifying a 100,000-year-old reborn soul beast. Instead, he said, "Alright, now that you're sure she is, then spread the word and send out the portrait as well. It would be best if everyone on the Douluo Continent knew about it, understand?"

The middle-aged man felt a tingling sensation on his scalp.

Auctioning a rebuilt 100,000-year-old soul beast would be enough to attract all the titled Douluo on the entire Douluo Continent.

Even if a 100,000-year soul ring is useless to them, they still have descendants, and a 100,000-year soul beast that is rebuilt will definitely drop a soul bone.

Especially at that level, money is just a number to him; he can easily earn a lot if he wants.

How could they not come?

Therefore, in the middle-aged man's eyes, the terrifying humanoid soul beast in front of him clearly wanted to lure all the titled Douluo in the world and then annihilate them in one fell swoop!

But does he even have a choice now?

Perhaps there is, and that is to die.

Of course, it could also be a living hell.

The middle-aged man hesitated for a moment before saying, "This junior will immediately send the best painter to make a copy, and I will certainly complete the task."

He chose to work for Bai Yuan.

After all, the Tiandou Auction House is not a good place to begin with.

Even though both empires prohibit the buying and selling of slaves, there are still quite a few sex slaves being sold. The beautiful woman mentioned earlier was a female slave at the auction house.

As for the old man saying he wouldn't sell slaves, he was just trying to lower the price and buy them directly instead of auctioning them off.

Later, he took a liking to Xiao Wu's talent.

As the behind-the-scenes owner and patron of this unscrupulous auction house, the middle-aged man was naturally no good person either.

His decisive kneeling just now shows that he is a coward who fears death, as the saying goes, "I'd rather die than see my friend die."

Without saying much, the middle-aged man got up and prepared to leave.

Suddenly, Bai Yuan said, "Wait a minute."

The middle-aged man trembled slightly and asked cautiously, "Is there anything else you need, senior?"

Bai Yuan laughed and said, "I'm a very reasonable person. It's just that your former subordinates scared me. Consider these things my apology, how about it?"

Bai Yuan pointed to a patch of land, showing the medicinal herbs and various materials for refining weapons and setting up formations that had just been selected.

The middle-aged man nodded decisively and said, "These are all yours, senior. If you feel it's not enough, our Tiandou Auction House will buy them all for you whenever we come across them in the future."

Bai Yuan was very satisfied, but this made him feel a little embarrassed, so he declined.

After that, the artist finished drawing Xiao Wu.

The artist's skill is superb; the painting is incredibly lifelike. Even the despair in Xiao Wu's eyes is vividly depicted, evoking pity in the viewer.

"The auction is scheduled for seven days from now."

Bai Yuan took Xiao Wu and left the place.

With his departure, the news of auctioning off a 100,000-year-old soul beast for reconstruction spread far and wide, accompanied by a portrait of Xiao Wu.

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"Breaking news! Breaking news! The Heaven Dou Auction House will be auctioning a 100,000-year-old soul beast that has undergone a complete overhaul in seven days!"

In no time, this news spread not only within Tiandou City, but throughout the entire Douluo Continent, in every city with even a little bit of fame.

The auction of a 100,000-year-old soul beast for reconstruction doesn't need much publicity from the Heaven Dou Auction House; plenty of people will help with the promotion.

However, this news was abruptly stopped by the Heavenly Dou Royal Family after only half a day, as they seemed to want to suppress the matter.

They also sent people to the Tiandou Auction House.

But Bai Yuan took Xiao Wu away precisely to guard against this, so the Heavenly Dou royal family's plan was destined to fail.

However, they are still trying to keep the news under wraps, planning to trade with the person who captured the 100,000-year-old soul beast in seven days.

However, such news has been circulating for half a day, how could it possibly be stopped? Especially since Tiandou Auction House never even considered hiding it.