Twin female zombies come to the door: My lord, please have mercy!

Outside the abandoned dock in the southern suburbs of Jiangzhou, the river flows swiftly.

The Mingyue luxury cruise ship, like a giant, jet-black steel beast, silently broke through the thick white fog on the river and headed towards the unknown deep waters.

The view from VIP cabin number eight on the second floor of the cruise ship is excellent.

A single, floor-to-ceiling bulletproof glass wall offers a clear view of the circular central auction stage below.

The private room was covered with a thick Persian handmade carpet, and a faint scent of top-grade sandalwood filled the air, but it still couldn't mask the earthy smell and sinister aura that gathered from all directions on the ship.

Lin Ye leaned back lazily in the depths of the leather sofa, his legs crossed.

Leng Yue sat upright beside him.

Her deep black backless evening gown gleamed with a luxurious velvet sheen under the dim lights of the private room.

With graceful posture, she extended her slender, fair fingers, peeled open a crystal-clear purple grape, and presented it to Lin Ye's lips.

Lin Ye opened his mouth and took a bite. The sweetness of the grapes mixed with the lingering fragrance of red spider lilies on Leng Yue's fingertips spread across his tongue.

This scene, witnessed by Qin Shao and Fatty Wang on the opposite side, made their eyes twitch uncontrollably.

The peerless, cold-blooded female demon who could instantly kill the Blood Corpse King was now peeling grapes like an obedient maid.

This stark contrast elevated Qin Shao's awe of Lin Ye to an even higher level.

"when!"

A deep, ethereal metallic clang abruptly interrupted the noisy conversation in the hall.

On the circular auction platform below, an elderly man in a gray robe with a hunched back had appeared out of nowhere.

The old man held a pale human leg bone in his hand and struck an ancient bronze gong in front of him.

The old man was emaciated, his face covered with brown lividity, his left eye was empty, and his only remaining right eye gleamed with a cunning and greedy light.

"Fellow practitioners, esteemed bosses, welcome to the Bright Moon Yin-Yang Ghost Market!"

The old man's voice was extremely harsh.

"I, Ghost Hand Seven, will be the hammer-wielder tonight. Our Ghost Market rules are: no questions asked about origin, no returns or exchanges, transactions are completed on the spot, and life, death, fortune, or misfortune are left to fate."

This unreliable opening statement, far from provoking any resentment from the crowd, actually did not cause any offense.

Instead, this caused the masked rogue cultivators and wealthy merchants in the hall to erupt in excited whispers.

"Ye Zi, this old man looks more sinister than a ghost."

The fat man huddled in the corner of the sofa, muttering to himself.

"A renegade of the Xiangxi corpse-driving lineage, who has been dealing with corpses for years, is now infected with corpse poison and will not live more than three years."

Lin Ye glanced at the old man and immediately saw through his background.

At this moment, two burly, masked men pushed a brass cart covered with red silk onto the platform.

Ghost Hand Qi lifted the red silk.

In the center of the cart is a transparent bulletproof glass tank.

The vat was filled with a viscous, pale yellow preservative liquid.

In the center of the liquid, suspended, was a fleshy object, about the size of a washbasin, with a dark red color.

This lump of flesh had no facial features, and its surface was covered with bluish veins that looked like blood vessels.

Moreover, this thing was rhythmically contracting and expanding, like a beating heart.

"The first item up for auction: a thousand-year-old blood-red Tai Sui!"

Ghost Hand Seven's unpleasant voice echoed throughout the venue through the loudspeaker.

"This item was brought out by a brother of the tomb raiders, who risked his life to retrieve it from the water hole of the underground palace of an ancient tomb of a Western Han Dynasty prince."

"Tai Sui meat, prolongs life, can bring the dead back to life and heal flesh and bones. This thousand-year-old blood Tai Sui, just a piece the size of a fingernail to be eaten, can extend one's life by ten years! Starting bid, ten million!"

The hall instantly erupted in excitement.

May your life be extended by ten years!

For those top billionaires who have one foot in the grave.

Let alone ten million, even a hundred million, they would throw it away without hesitation.

"Fifteen million!"

"Twenty million!"

Bidding was in full swing, and in just half a minute, the price soared to fifty million.

Qin Shao sat in the private room, his eyes red and his breathing rapid.

His grandfather is quite old. If he can win the bid for this piece of blood succulent and bring it back, his status in the family will surely soar.

"Master Lin, this thing..."

Qin Shao rubbed his hands together, preparing to press the bidding button.

"If you want your grandfather to die suddenly and your whole family to perish, you can buy it back."

Lin Ye picked up his teacup, his tone indifferent.

Qin Shao's finger trembled and stopped abruptly above the bidding device.

"The 'meat lingzhi' recorded in the Compendium of Materia Medica does indeed have the effect of prolonging life. This thing on the stage cannot be called a Tai Sui at all; it is clearly a piece of 'corpse yin mushroom'."

Lin Ye pointed to the bluish veins on the surface of the fleshy mass and analyzed it in a cold voice.

"This thing grows in the water-gathering cave of the extremely yin corpse-nurturing ground. It survives by absorbing the corpse fat and resentment produced when hundreds or thousands of corpses decompose."

"You see it breathing? It's spewing out corpse poison! If a mortal ingests this, within three days, his internal organs will be covered with these dark red tumors, and he will eventually be drained of his life essence and turn into a withered skeleton covered with mushrooms."

Qin Shao broke out in a cold sweat. He glanced at the bald tycoon in the hall who had successfully bid 80 million for the "Blood Tai Sui" and felt a deep pity in his eyes.

"Congratulations to this boss! He's acquired a life-extending treasure!"

Ghost Hand Seven struck the bronze gong, a sinister smile playing on his lips.

Of course he knew this stuff was poisonous; the rule of the ghost market was to sell it without caring whether it was dead or alive.

Over the next half hour, one strange and unusual item after another was brought to the stage.

There is a "Soul-Summoning Bone Flute" carved from the leg bone of a blind girl.

This flute must be played with the lifeblood of a living person to command the wandering ghosts within a ten-mile radius.

Lin Ye immediately recognized that the bone flute was afflicted with a malevolent curse that would ultimately devour the heart of countless ghosts.

There is a broken bronze bell used to suppress corpses.

The bell is engraved with the authentic Maoshan thunder pattern, making it a rare and genuine Buddhist artifact.

Because the internal bell tongue broke, the effect of suppressing the corpse was greatly reduced, and it was eventually bought by a rogue cultivator for five million.

Throughout the entire process, Qin Shao acted like a well-behaved primary school student, with his hands placed on his knees.

Without Lin Ye's permission, he didn't dare to raise even a single penny.

"when!"

Ghost Hand Seven struck the gong again, and the lights in the hall dimmed.

A dazzling spotlight shone on the center of the auction stage.

Two burly men carried a heavy rosewood frame onto the stage.

On the wooden shelf, an octagonal bronze mirror was enshrined properly.

This ancient mirror has an eerie purplish-gold color throughout, and its surface is polished to a very smooth finish.

Moreover, the ancient mirror is inlaid with eight crimson gemstones.

Even though they were far apart, everyone in the private room could still feel a powerful and domineering wave of pure Yang heat rushing towards them.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the main event of the evening is about to begin!"

A fanatical light erupted from Ghost Hand Seven's remaining right eye.

"The Purple-Gold Thunderfire Mirror! This is a treasured artifact passed down from the Celestial Master's Mansion of Longhu Mountain in the Ming Dynasty. Sealed within the mirror is a wisp of heavenly thunder and earthly fire power, specifically designed to subdue all evil zombies and centuries-old demons. Starting bid: 30 million! Each bid must be at least 1 million higher!"

The appearance of this magical artifact caused a stir not only among the wealthy businessmen in the hall, but also among the VIP boxes on the second floor that had remained silent until now.

Pure Yang magical artifacts are undoubtedly the most powerful tools for survival in this chaotic world where Yin energy is resurfacing.

Lin Ye stared intently at the purple-gold thunderfire mirror.

On the surface, this is indeed a powerful treasure with a strong Yang attribute and an aura of spiritual energy.

When he focused a wisp of Qi-gazing technique into his eyes, a cold sneer flashed across them.

Deep within the purple-gold light of that ancient mirror lay a dense mass of dark, malevolent energy!

This malevolent aura was cleverly concealed by the outer layer of thunder and fire energy, like a deadly poison coated in sugar.

Once someone injects spiritual power into the mirror in an attempt to ignite the thunder and fire, this hidden, extremely yin energy will instantly backfire, completely freezing and shattering the user's eight extraordinary meridians.

Just as Lin Ye saw through the mystery, a faint light flickered on his retina.

"Ding! System notification: Gu Changfeng, the second young master of the Gu family, is preparing to engage in malicious bidding in VIP room number three. Please make a choice within three minutes and show these arrogant bumpkins a whole host of tricks!"

[Option A: Swallow your anger and do nothing—sit on the sofa, eat sunflower seeds, watch helplessly as Gu Changfeng takes the magic weapon, and then laugh at him for being an idiot.]

[Reward: "Buddhist Youth" title. Consequence: No one in the room will know how clever you are. Gu Changfeng will even think you can't afford to bid and will ridicule you mercilessly, causing you to lose all your prestige.]

Option B: Extravagant Wealth – He squandered Qin Shao's money, directly demanding a staggering 100 million, crushing any dissent with money.

[Reward: A "Super Rich Person Experience Card". Consequence: Spending 100 million to buy a death warrant will cause Young Master Qin to suffer a stroke on the spot, and Leng Yue will think you've lost your mind.]

Option C: Deceit and swindle, lure the victim into a trap—display an Oscar-worthy performance, feigning an almost insane determination to obtain the magical artifact.

[Inducing Gu Changfeng to maliciously inflate prices, draining his working capital. Reward: 300 Official Points, limited-time title "King of Scams," and a significant increase in Leng Yue's favorability.]

This option is practically a pre-written script, delivered right to your lips.

Lin Ye turned his head to look at Qin Shao sitting next to him and lowered his voice:

"Young Master Qin, this Purple-Gold Thunderfire Mirror is an extremely rare treasure! Even if I have to go bankrupt, I must acquire it today. Do you have enough funds?"

Qin Shao was startled by Lin Ye.

"That's enough! Don't worry, Master Lin, I have 500 million in liquid funds in this card. Feel free to use it!"

Young Master Qin patted his chest and assured him.

"it is good."

Lin Ye took a deep breath and abruptly pressed the microphone on the bidding device in front of him. His voice echoed throughout the venue: "Fifty million!"

This sudden and significant price increase silenced the few independent cultivators in the hall who were about to raise their bidding paddles.