Du Bùsǐ: As Expected of the Evil God's Guidance!

Du Bùsǐ listened with a blank look.

Endless vitality?

The ability to constantly replenish damage, even instantly heal injuries?

How was that possible!

Ye Linyuan's face held a mysterious air. "Teacher, the divine revelation I received wasn't just about the Ice Fire Yin Yang Well."

"If luck is on my side, there's another opportunity waiting for me next."

Du Bùsǐ's eyes suddenly lit up. "Another opportunity? Where?"

Ye Linyuan smiled as he looked south, toward the direction of the Star Luo Empire. "Star Luo City!"

Du Bùsǐ was a man of swift action. "Then what are we waiting for? Let's set off now, straight for Star Luo!"

With that.

The two shot into the sky, flying directly toward the Star Luo Empire.

Watching their departing figures, Youyou, Bajiao, and Ajiao breathed sighs of relief while also feeling a hint of anticipation.

"Ajiao, Bajiao, do you think he can really become a new god?" Youyou suddenly spoke.

Ajiao's emotions were tangled. "When it comes to becoming a god, who dares claim absolute certainty?"

"But at least one thing is clear—he truly bears a divine inheritance."

Bajiao was far more straightforward, his voice firm. "Regardless, this is the best chance we'll ever get."

"The Ice Fire Yin Yang Well may be hidden, but it's not an absolutely safe place."

"How many intruders have broken in over these ten thousand years?"

"If we don't follow him, sooner or later, humans will find us again, and we'll end up as their nourishment."

The Aromatic Silk Beauty let out a quiet sigh. "Bajiao is right."

"Becoming his companions, gambling on a chance to break free from the shackles of being soul beasts—that's already the best choice we have."

A day later.

Ye Linyuan gazed at the majestic city appearing on the horizon, a trace of emotion flickering within him.

As the capital of the Star Luo Empire, Star Luo City was unquestionably the empire's greatest metropolis.

It was also the political, cultural, and economic heart of Star Luo, earning the title "The Impregnable City."

Ten thousand years ago, Star Luo City had been the capital of the Star Luo Empire.

Ten thousand years later, Star Luo City remained the capital still.

Only the rulers of this empire had changed, from the White Tiger Dai Family to the Xu Family.

Du Bùsǐ noticed the shifting light in Ye Linyuan's eyes and assumed he was stirred by the scene, reminded of his own origins and grudges.

He gently patted Ye Linyuan's shoulder, his voice low. "Don't worry. One day, the Dai Family will regret their actions so much their guts will ache."

Ye Linyuan gave a faint smile. "I'm fine, Teacher. Let's go inside."

He would definitely avenge Ye Youlan's death.

As for whether the Dai Family would one day regret their treatment of him until their guts ached—he truly couldn't care less.

As a transmigrator, he didn't even consider himself a true member of this world, let alone part of the Dai Family.

The sense of detachment and loneliness brought by his mature soul often gave him the illusion of standing above the mundane world.

Even Ye Youlan, in Ye Linyuan's heart, felt more like a long-time elder he lived with than a mother.

What he cherished was her kindness in raising and caring for him, not a pure mother-son bond.

To avoid trouble, Du Bùsǐ and Ye Linyuan didn't enter through the main gate. Instead, they slipped in unnoticed, like ghosts.

They found an inconspicuous little inn near the Starlight Auction House and settled in.

Inside the room.

Du Bùsǐ asked curiously, "An auction? Linyuan, is this opportunity you mentioned some auction item?"

Ye Linyuan nodded with a smile. "Yes, Teacher."

"According to the vision I saw, it should be a Soul Tool."

Du Bùsǐ frowned slightly. "A Soul Tool? How could something like that help your cultivation?"

Ye Linyuan spread his hands. "I'm not sure either."

"But since it's a divine omen, it shouldn't be wrong, right?"

Thinking of the Ice Fire Yin Yang Well, Du Bùsǐ nodded. "That's true."

"But something favored by a god won't come cheap," Du Bùsǐ paused, his eyes narrowing. "If it comes to it, after the auction ends, I'll just snatch it from whoever bought it."

Ye Linyuan chuckled lightly but didn't argue.

He knew that Du Bùsǐ must have assumed the item could grant divine revelations, surely some rare high-level Soul Tool.

Du Bùsǐ would never imagine that this thing was a colossal bargain only known to transmigrators.

Two days later.

The Starlight Auction House held its regular auction as usual.

Du Bùsǐ brought Ye Linyuan and arrived on time.

To conceal their identities and avoid unnecessary trouble, the two each wore a mask, hiding their true features.

The Starlight Auction House appeared modest from the outside, but inside it held hidden depths.

Entering the auction house, a five-meter-wide staircase carpeted in red stretched downward.

The two completed their registration with the guide, received their number plates, and followed the crowd to Hall Twelve.

A moment later.

Once most of the guests for this session had arrived, the lights around the auction hall gradually dimmed, drawing everyone's focus to the auction stage.

Soon.

A graceful, beautiful female auctioneer stepped onto the stage, her gentle, pleasant voice opening the auction.

This auction's scale was not high; starting bids mostly ranged from one to several thousand Gold Soul Coins.

Du Bùsǐ and Ye Linyuan watched idly, waiting patiently.

For low-level auctions like this, the list of items was released in advance to attract interested buyers.

The item Ye Linyuan wanted had failed to sell many times before, but its inherent value remained.

Placed in such a low-level auction, it was still among the best few items, so it was saved for last.

As the auction proceeded in order, it finally neared its end.

"...Distinguished guests, next is our final item."

"For Soul Engineers, this item is undoubtedly a rare treasure."

"Even if unused, as a collectible alone, it is one of a kind, you know."

As the auctioneer finished speaking, a cart slowly rolled up from one side of the stage.

Unlike previous items, this cart was larger, and the cloth covering it had been replaced with a striking, eye-catching red.

Everything at the Starlight Auction House was tied to color, with gold being the most esteemed, followed by the same red as a hundred-thousand-year Soul Ring.

Under normal circumstances, an item of this level should never appear at a low-grade auction.

Du Bùsǐ's gaze sharpened, and he sat up slightly straighter.

According to the information Ye Linyuan had revealed, this item was their target for the night!

As the auctioneer lifted the cloth, a carving knife about half a foot long, as thick as a finger, wider at the base and narrower at the tip, ancient in design, exuding a faint, somber aura, was revealed to everyone.

Du Bùsǐ instinctively probed the knife with his spiritual power.

Then, the next second, he showed a delighted and solemn expression: "As expected of a fortune guided by the Evil God!"

"Sharp, cold, evil... such a unique aura, it's exactly like the Evil God!"