Douluo Continent: The Peerless Tang Sect, Angels and Rakshasa Return

Chapter 115 - Even the light of a firefly dares to rival the sun and moon?

"Are you sure you want to bid 110,000 gold soul coins?" The auctioneer looked at Qian Lingyun in surprise, not reacting for a moment.

"Yes, I said I'd offer 110,000 gold soul coins. If you didn't hear me clearly, I can repeat it," the slightly frivolous voice rang out again.

"Ah! Alright, VIP number 111 has bid 110,000 gold soul coins. Is there any other VIP who would like to raise the bid?" The auctioneer suddenly realized what was happening and quickly responded.

"I'll offer... 120,000!" A slightly hesitant voice came from the shadows behind. Clearly, this was a bold person who, seeing someone else take the lead, also had the idea of ​​collecting a list-engraving knife.

"Alright, VIP number 101 has raised the bid by 10,000. Are there any other VIPs who want to raise the bid?" the auctioneer asked again, a clear smile now on his face.

You should know that the owner of Starlight Auction House once promised the auctioneers that whoever could sell this Soul Devouring Sword would receive one percent of the total amount as commission.

With these two competing, he can earn a lot more money.

"Hmm?" Qian Lingyun frowned, glanced back at the tactless fellow, and raised her hand again to raise the price, "125,000!"

"Alright, VIP number 111 has bid 125,000. Any other VIPs want to raise the bid?" the auctioneer eagerly slammed his gavel. "125,000 in one go!"

"130,000!"

The speaker was number 101 again. He seemed to be at odds with Qian Lingyun, consistently betting 5,000 gold soul coins on her.

Once or twice is not enough. Qian Lingyun had no intention of indulging him again. She glanced coldly at Wuyun beside her and raised her eyebrows in a suggestive manner.

"Hehehe, I understand."

Wu Yun, to Qian Lingyun's right, understood immediately. He chuckled, stood up, and snorted angrily towards the rear. The nine spirit rings representing his title as a Title Douluo floated upwards from below. At the same time, Qian Lingyun raised her hand, held up a sign, and said softly, "135,000!"

As Qian Lingyun made her bid, Wu Yun kept glancing menacingly behind her. Anyone could tell he was intimidating the people behind him, trying to make them be smart and avoid causing trouble for themselves.

This move had a remarkable effect. After Qian Lingyun called out her bid, the entire room fell silent; even breathing could be clearly heard.

In fact, no collector dared to bid against a titled Douluo under his intimidation. Seeing that the price could not be raised any higher, the auctioneer sighed helplessly and had no choice but to begin the final three bids.

"135,000 Gold Soul Coins, for the first time!"

"135,000 gold soul coins, second time."

"135,000 Gold Soul Coins, third time. Sold!"

"Bang!" The auction gavel slammed down, announcing the ownership of the Soul-Devouring Carving Blade.

After bidding for the Soul-Devouring Carving Knife, Wu Yun sighed softly. Seeing the disappointed expression on Qian Lingyun's face, he said in a low voice, "Holy Maiden, why did you spend money to bid on the carving knife? If that brat had won it, I would have killed him, and the item would have been ours! Daring to steal from my Holy Spirit Cult, he's got a death wish!"

"ah!?"

Hearing this, Qian Lingyun was slightly taken aback, only then remembering that although the elders beside her seemed to be good-natured, they were actually ruthless killers behind the scenes...

"Hehehe."

She chuckled awkwardly to cover up her inner unease, then played with her newly acquired Soul-Devouring Carving Knife with obvious delight.

"Congratulations, Holy Maiden, on obtaining the List Carving Knife! Why not try out its effects?" Mei Douluo borrowed the Soul Devouring Carving Knife and curiously took out her own to compare it with the knife.

Mei Douluo's engraving knife was bright red all over. The slender knife was significantly smaller than a normal engraving knife, and there seemed to be traces of blood on it, but they did not look like real blood.

Elegant and dignified, the blade and handle are decorated with rose patterns, and the rosebuds are adorned with gemstones. Just by looking at it, you can feel the extraordinary nature of this carving knife.

The weapon in Mei Douluo's hand is the Gemstone Rose Carving Knife, a carving knife that ranks relatively high on the list.

The Gemstone Rose Carving Knife ranks thirty-ninth on the carving knife list.

It possesses both fire and metal attributes, granting it dual attributes. Any soul tool crafted from it will inherit these two attributes. Weighing only three-fifths of a typical carving knife, it is renowned for its agility, lightness, and beauty.

When crafting a Soul Tool of level 7 or higher, the success rate increases by at least 10%. If the attributes of the crafted Soul Tool match the attributes of the carving knife, the success rate can be increased by an additional 5%.

After a while, Mei Douluo returned the Soul-Devouring Carving Knife to Qian Lingyun, a hint of fear in her eyes. She sighed softly, "If this knife didn't have the threat of devouring its master, its attributes alone would be enough to rank it in the top twenty among the listed carving knives!" As she spoke, Mei Douluo placed her hand seriously on Qian Lingyun's shoulder and instructed, "This carving knife is extremely dangerous. You must be very careful when using it."

"I understand," Qian Lingyun nodded absentmindedly, her mind already far away.

Yes, she was also a little undecided at this moment. Should she purify the Soul Devourer into the Blade of Life Guardian, or should she directly and domineeringly conquer it and make this little rascal who devoured its master obediently listen to her?

After returning to her room with Mei Douluo, Qian Lingyun threw the carving knife on the table and immediately released her spiritual power to cover the Soul Devouring Blade.

This wasn't because she was overly arrogant, but because she wasn't afraid of the backlash from the Soul-Devouring Blade at all.

With the Rakshasa God's position right here, the Soul-Devouring Carving Blade can't cause much trouble, not to mention that there's also Electrolux sitting next to him!

Qian Lingyun's spiritual power initially landed tentatively on the Soul Devouring Carving Blade, but the moment they made contact, Qian Lingyun's body trembled violently.

The Soul-Devouring Blade seemed to have become an endless black hole, frantically devouring Qian Lingyun's spiritual power. Moreover, an extremely cold aura, accompanied by a terrifyingly fierce energy, surged towards Qian Lingyun's spiritual sea.

In the dim light, it seemed as if some terrifying and eerie thing was crawling out of the Soul-Devouring Carving Blade and about to pounce on Qian Lingyun, who was sitting cross-legged to the side.

Seeing this, Mei Douluo couldn't sit still any longer. She anxiously stood up and separated a portion of her spiritual power, trying to save Qian Lingyun.

Who would have thought that as soon as she released her spiritual power, she saw a scene that would shock her for the rest of her life.

In the endless darkness, a strange alien stared at the Soul-Devouring Carving Blade with its cold, blood-red eyes.

Mei Douluo was on high alert and was about to make a move when he sensed an even more terrifying aura coming from behind him.

The overwhelming aura nearly caused her separated spiritual power to collapse. Trembling, she turned her head and saw a dark purple humanoid phantom appear behind Qian Lingyun.

The figure raised its right hand, grabbed the alien creature on the Soul-Devouring Carving Knife, and swallowed it whole in a single gulp. In this time that felt both long, like a year, and fleeting, like a mere instant.

Mei Douluo acted decisively, severing the connection between herself and her spiritual body.

After regaining her senses, Mei Douluo took deep breaths, her full, white breasts trembling violently with each breath.

Before Qian Lingyun, the murderous knife trembled violently, and a series of humming sounds, like mournful screams, emanated from the carving knife. If someone with a weak will heard this sound, their emotions would probably be severely affected.

Finally, Qian Lingyun, who had been sitting cross-legged with her eyes closed, opened her dark red eyes, playfully picked up the Soul-Devouring Carving Knife, and fired a purple beam of light directly at the carving knife from the Rakshasa emblem on her forehead.

The purple light entered his body, and a dense blue light suddenly burst forth from the carving knife. The blue light actually formed a ferocious face in the air, which was then completely replaced by a dark purple.

The process of conquering the carving knife was very short. Soon, the last wisp of bluish-black energy on the Soul Devouring Blade disappeared quietly, and the bluish light emitted by its body was replaced by purple light.

(End of this chapter)