Soon, the auction finally reached its grand finale.
A maid came forward carrying a tray covered with red cloth. The host pulled the cloth away and excitedly announced, "This is the final item up for auction, an offensive Soul Tool: the Desert Eagle!"
The crowd erupted~~
The audience was once again in an uproar. Someone asked, "Does this thing really do what you claim? Can it kill a powerful Soul Saint?"
"Hahahaha~~ Of course! Would anyone like to come up and try it?"
"I will!"
A burly man strode onto the stage and laughed. "My Martial Soul is a Scaled Porcupine, and I'm a Level 66 defensive Battle Soul Emperor!"
The host froze for a moment, then shook his head. "You can't. If you get hurt, our auction house couldn't bear the responsibility!"
The Battle Soul Emperor waved a hand. "Hey~~ If you can hurt me, then I'll just have to accept my bad luck! But you're going to such lengths to stop me. Is this offensive Soul Tool really not as powerful as you claim?"
"This... this..."
As the host hesitated, Dugu Bo pushed open the window of his private room and said, "Aim for his arm. Just don't hit anywhere vital."
"Yes!"
The host spotted Dugu Bo in the crowd and immediately felt emboldened. He picked up the Desert Eagle and channeled Soul Power into it, warning the man, "Get ready to defend yourself! If you get hurt, we won't be responsible!"
"Don't worry. Go ahead!"
Bang!
A bullet made of Soul Power shot from the Desert Eagle's barrel, pierced the Battle Soul Emperor's defenses, and kept going, punching straight through his shoulder. Blood sprayed everywhere!
"Argh!"
The defensive Battle Soul Emperor cried out and clutched his shoulder.
"Hiss~"
Seeing the Desert Eagle's power and speed—fast as the blink of an eye—everyone sucked in a sharp breath. The only sound throughout the auction house was the Battle Soul Emperor's scream.
Inside the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's private room, Ning Fengzhi sprang to his feet, his face full of shock.
"An offensive Soul Tool really can have such power! I couldn't even see how fast it was! If this offensive Soul Tool could be mass-produced... Sigh~ What a pity. The art of crafting Soul Tools was lost long ago! What a shame! Otherwise, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect would surely rise to even greater heights!"
Sword Douluo's pupils were just as shaken. He said with uncertainty, "Fengzhi, we must get this Soul Tool! That way, even when Old Bone and I aren't by your side, you'll be able to protect yourself!"
"Agreed. We have to buy it!" Ning Fengzhi's eyes burned with excitement.
Elsewhere.
In a corner of the hall, Yu Xiaogang, Tang San, and Flender gripped the railing, their faces alight with excitement.
Flender exclaimed, "A Soul Tool this powerful—how is that possible? With one of these... wouldn't you have a Soul Saint-level powerhouse protecting you every moment of the day?"
Yu Xiaogang's knuckles had gone white from gripping so hard. He howled inwardly, If only I'd studied how to make Soul Tools instead of researching Martial Soul Theory back then! If I could make an offensive Soul Tool this powerful, who would dare look down on me?
Flender asked, "Little San, can your Hidden Weapons pack this kind of punch?"
Tang San's face darkened. He lowered his voice and said, "Some of them can... but they require a lot of rare materials to make. Besides, my Hidden Weapons don't need Soul Power to work! If you run out of Soul Power, this thing called the Desert Eagle is just a piece of scrap metal!"
Yu Xiaogang came back to himself from his regret and chimed in, "You're right! Little San, you have to keep working on your Hidden Weapons! The craft of making Soul Tools was buried in history long ago. But you can keep making your Hidden Weapons. In the future, they're sure to rule the world!"
"Yes, teacher. I know I can do it!"
Yu Xiaogang turned to Flender and said, "Boss Fu, what about the funding?"
Flender: "..."
At the same time.
Dugu Yan asked, "Ozka, why is this Soul Tool called a Desert Eagle?"
"Huh? I never thought about it~ The Desert Eagle was something Emperor Qingtian threw together while researching Soul Tools. He came up with the name too... I guess he saw an eagle in the desert once."
"Oh~ I see. Emperor Qingtian is amazing! It feels like there's nothing he can't do."
"Of course! Emperor Qingtian is the lord of the Immortal Court!"
At that moment.
The host had the injured Battle Soul Emperor carried away, then called out, "All right, we've tested the Soul Tool's power! Now let's begin the auction. Starting bid: five million Gold Soul Coins! Each bid must be at least ten thousand Gold Soul Coins higher than the last!"
"Six million!"
"Six million and ten thousand Gold Soul Coins!"
"Seven million!"
"Seven million and ten thousand Gold Soul Coins!"
"Eight million!"
"..."
A Soul Tool equivalent to a Soul Saint in strength shot past ten million after only a few bids. By then, the bidding increments had begun to shrink.
Ten million Gold Soul Coins—the value of a Soul Bone from a limb, around fifty thousand years old, was also about ten million Gold Soul Coins.
"Eleven million five hundred thousand Gold Soul Coins, once! Eleven million five hundred thousand Gold Soul Coins, twice..."
"Twelve million!"
"Thirteen million!"
Suddenly, someone called out another price. It turned out that the bids had stalled at eleven and a half million only because those poor nobles were the ones bidding. The people bidding now were the real wealthy elite of the continent.
In the end.
Ning Fengzhi bought the Desert Eagle for thirty-two million Gold Soul Coins.
Thirty-two million Gold Soul Coins—the equivalent of a top-grade torso Soul Bone with a fifty-thousand-year age!
The first item was sold, and a maid brought out another tray, even larger than the first. The host announced, "This Soul Tool is called the Double-Barreled Rifle! It has a longer range, with an effective distance of two hundred meters! At close range, even a defensive Soul Saint can be killed with one shot! It can even severely wound a Soul Douluo! It's even more powerful and valuable than the Desert Eagle! Starting bid: ten million Gold Soul Coins! Each bid must be at least ten thousand Gold Soul Coins higher than the last!"
"Hiss~"
The crowd erupted again.
Ning Fengzhi's pupils shook violently. He exclaimed, "The two offensive Soul Tools have remarkably similar qualities! They must have been made by the same person... Could it be that someone has mastered the art of making Soul Tools?"
The more he thought about it, the more his heart pounded.
Beside him, Sword Douluo shook his head. "The craft of making Soul Tools was lost long ago. It's impossible for someone to suddenly appear with the skill to make Soul Tools powerful enough to match a Soul Saint. If such a person existed, they'd have been famous across the continent already!"
"Mm, that makes sense."
Ning Fengzhi nodded thoughtfully and calmed himself before asking in a low voice, "Uncle Jian, do you think we should keep bidding on this Double-Barreled Rifle Soul Tool? We're running low on funds... If we want to buy the Double-Barreled Rifle, I'm afraid we won't have enough left for the cultivation technique later!"
The choice left Ning Fengzhi wavering.
Sword Douluo pondered for a moment, then said, "The Double-Barreled Rifle Soul Tool is right here before us, but that cultivation technique... its claims are all hearsay, and its authenticity is hard to judge!"
"I understand!" Ning Fengzhi nodded, pushed open the window of the private room, and called out, "Thirty million Gold Soul Coins!"
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