Douluo: One Thought of God and Demon, Inheriting the Dual God Positions of Good and Evil

The middle-aged man in the outermost white section spoke again, "Ten thousand Gold Soul Coins."

After naming his price, Bone Douluo Gu Rong beside the middle-aged man asked curiously, "Fengzhi, why are you suddenly buying a long dress?"

"Just buying it in advance. Maybe one day I'll have a daughter, and she can wear it,"

Ning Fengzhi said hopefully.

He already had several sons, but he was actually a devoted daughter-lover and had always hoped for a daughter.

"You... sigh..."

Gu Rong rubbed his forehead speechlessly, but he could not say much more.

Anyway, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School was so poor that all it had left was Gold Soul Coins. Spend them if you wanted.

"Fifteen thousand Gold Soul Coins."

Someone in the frontmost red section also joined the bidding.

It was Prince Xue Xing, a regular at the auction house.

At that moment, he had a woman in each arm. On his left was a noble and luxurious consort, while on his right sat an exceptionally beautiful woman from the auction house.

Seeing Prince Xue Xing bid, the consort took the initiative to kiss him. It seemed she was the one who had taken a liking to the dress.

The exceptionally beautiful woman, whose looks and figure both surpassed the consort's, sat blankly to the side with hollow eyes, allowing a large hand to toy with her back and forth. She did not dare make any requests.

As Qian Renxin and the other two drove up the price, the dress's value steadily climbed, quickly reaching fifty thousand Gold Soul Coins.

As a merchant, Ning Fengzhi realized something was wrong and promptly withdrew.

After all, he had only wanted the dress on a whim. There was no need to pay such a steep price for a pretty but useless decoration.

"Sixty thousand Gold Soul Coins."

Qian Renxin remained calm.

This amount of money was insignificant to him. A single top-grade medicinal herb could be worth hundreds of thousands of Gold Soul Coins, not to mention that the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well had plenty of them.

Prince Xue Xing's expression darkened. He stood and turned around to look back.

"I'd like to see who dares keep opposing me!"

(Happy New Year's Eve, brothers.)

Prince Xue Xing Gets Humiliated, the Fight Over Fire Spirit Grass

Prince Xue Xing's act of turning around drew quite a few gazes.

As a regular in the red VIP section, Prince Xue Xing was considered one of the most distinguished figures in the entire auction house. When he set his sights on something, most people would show him some respect and avoid competing with him.

"Humph!"

Dugu Bo did not hesitate. He stood up directly and fearlessly met Prince Xue Xing's gaze.

Prince Xue Xing froze for a moment, his face stiffening slightly, before silently sitting back down.

"Damn Dugu Bo. He's nothing more than a guest elder of Heaven Dou—what gives him the right to oppose a prince like me?"

Prince Xue Xing was somewhat indignant and viciously squeezed Bai Feng beside him to vent his frustration.

However, he did not dare say much more. Dugu Bo was a Titled Douluo, after all, and had a certain standing. Even as a prince, he could not provoke him casually.

He did not continue bidding either. In his view, the dress was not worth that price at all. With that money, he might as well buy another "attendant" to play with.

Ning Fengzhi in the white section noticed this and rested his chin on his hand with interest.

"So Poison Douluo really is at the auction house. I'll go greet him after the auction ends."

"There's no need, is there? Our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect doesn't have any friendship with him anyway."

Gu Rong said indifferently.

He had no interest in this poison-using Titled Douluo.

"Don't say that. One more connection means one more path. We might need his help someday."

Ning Fengzhi said with a smile.

The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect was weak and needed to befriend many powerful Soul Masters.

Since Dugu Bo was also part of the Heaven Dou camp, it was naturally better to become more acquainted with him.

At the auction house, "Once, twice, three times!"

"Congratulations to the distinguished guest in private room number six for winning this Ten Thousand Year Silk Dress!"

The host spoke into the amplifier, his voice surging with excitement, "There is one final item in this round, and it is likely the highlight of today's auction!"

The moment those words were spoken, everyone's curiosity was instantly piqued.

Then, he unveiled the mystery surrounding the final item.

A crimson herb about half a meter long appeared before them. The fire-cloud patterns on its leaves flickered on and off, as though they were following the rhythm of its breathing.

"According to our auction house's appraisers, this is a Fire Spirit Grass with more than ten thousand years of cultivation. Its medicinal effects have undergone a transformation compared to those of herbs only a few thousand years old. It can be said to hold immense value for fire-attribute soul masters!"

The host spoke with great excitement. "A Fire Spirit Grass that has reached this age—there may not be a second one in the entire Heaven Dou Empire. Even our auction house has encountered one for the first time!"

As soon as those words were spoken, many people were moved.

The fire attribute was a very common path of cultivation for soul masters. Many beast martial souls could breathe fire, such as the One-Horned Fire Tyrant Dragon and the Blazing Gray Wolf.

"I believe all you powerful soul masters can hardly wait any longer. There is no need for me to elaborate on how precious a ten-thousand-year treasure herb is."

The host picked up his little hammer and said, "The starting price is three hundred thousand Gold Soul Coins, and each bid must increase by no less than ten thousand Gold Soul Coins!"

"Three hundred and ten thousand!"

"Three hundred and fifty thousand!"

"Four hundred and thirty thousand..."

As the price steadily climbed, it soon reached five hundred and ten thousand.

There was considerable competition below, and the bidders were generally guests from the red section.

Only people of that rank were qualified to compete for such a treasure.

However, there were exceptions to everything.

Ning Fengzhi, seated in the white section, was clearly interested in the item as well.

He often came to the auction house precisely to spend money.

There was no point in piling up vast quantities of Gold Soul Coins in the sect. Spending more money to buy treasure herbs, Soul Tools, and even soul bones—soul master resources that could strengthen their foundation—was what mattered.

The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda in his hand rotated slightly, quickly determining whether the item was genuine.

"Not bad luck. It's a treasure. Take it."

With a thought, he promptly made a high bid.

"Seven hundred thousand Gold Soul Coins!"

The number appeared on the auction house's large screen.

Ning Fengzhi had raised the price by a full hundred and ninety thousand Gold Soul Coins.

For a time, the other soul masters did not dare continue bidding. After all, that price was extremely high, already exceeding the market price of ordinary ten-thousand-year treasure herbs.

At the same time, many were inwardly shocked. They had not expected someone with such strength to be seated in the white section. Wasn't this clearly pretending to be weak while hiding their true power?

"A sky-high bid of seven hundred thousand Gold Soul Coins. It seems there is a remarkable guest in the white section at today's auction!"

Even the host could not help but speak up.

Seven hundred thousand Gold Soul Coins—an ordinary small family could not gather that amount even after selling off all their assets.

For someone capable of casually producing such a sum to remain in the white section was truly too interesting.

"Seven hundred thousand, going once. Seven hundred thousand, going twice..."

"Seven hundred and ten thousand."

In the red section, a red-haired middle-aged man stood up, his expression grave.

Many of the other spectators turned to look at him as well, recognizing his identity.

He was Huo Wuyang, dean of Blazing Fire Academy among the Five Element Academies, a powerful Soul Douluo.

"This item is extremely important to me. It may even give me a chance to break through to the Title Douluo realm. I ask everyone to please give way."

Faced with a treasure that could affect his fate, he simply cast aside all shame and said it directly.

How many chances did one have in life to change one's destiny? If he missed this one, he might never encounter another for the rest of his life.

The host was briefly put in a difficult position.

Heaven Dou Auction House certainly would not permit such behavior.

Ordinarily, Prince Xue Xing relied on his royal status to make the auction house hesitate to interfere with him casually.

But if even a Soul Douluo could use his status to suppress others, then this auction house could hardly remain Heaven Dou's foremost auction house.

But at that moment, Prince Xue Xing also rose to his feet and voiced his agreement with Huo Wuyang.

"I think it's acceptable. After all, Huo Wuyang is a Soul Douluo of our Heaven Dou Empire. If he achieves the rank of Titled Douluo, that would be a great blessing as well."

Such shameless words sounded perfectly normal and reasonable coming from his mouth.

Huo Wuyang gave Prince Xue Xing a slight bow, expressing his respect and gratitude.

The host wore a troubled expression.

He could not understand why Prince Xue Xing had suddenly decided to interfere as well...

The reasons were actually simple.

First, he was tempted by Huo Wuyang's talk of becoming a Titled Douluo. If he could recruit a Titled Douluo too, then Dugu Bo would no longer dare act so arrogantly before him.

Second, he was somewhat displeased by the show-off style of those in the white section. They had the money to sit in the VIP area, yet insisted on bidding from the outermost section. Were they not trying to steal his thunder?

Inside the private room, Dugu Bo covered his face, speechless.

"How embarrassing. One day, This Old Man will have to bring this up to His Majesty. There are Soul Masters from other empires at this auction—this is practically a slap in Heaven Dou's face!"

Qian Renxin was somewhat displeased as well.

He had not expected to run into something like this just from coming out to buy some precious herbs.

Although seven hundred and ten thousand Gold Soul Coins was no small sum, this attempt to force down the price was truly disgraceful.

And it was being done right in front of him, the consignor.

"Young Master, should I step in?"

Yue Guan asked quietly.

"Let's see how the auction handles it first."