"Buy it!"
The instant the Spirit-Devouring Carving Knife appeared,
Electrolux, who had been slumbering in Lu Ran's spiritual world, suddenly awoke.
Even with his usual composure, his voice was unmistakably excited:
"It can restore my strength, and it can help you treat Mu En!"
"Don't worry, Elder Yi."
Lu Ran watched the red cloth covering the auction platform,
and replied within his spiritual world:
"I'll buy it."
Mu En had never revealed his condition to anyone, but over the years, his increasingly aged appearance and emaciated body
had proved that he was nearing the end of his life.
If not for the immense vitality of a Limit Douluo constantly repairing his failing body,
Mu En would have given out long ago.
And if Mu En were to pass away,
the Sun Moon Empire, the Holy Spirit Cult, Long Xiaoyao, Ye Xishui... all the forces that had been lying low would throw the continent into utter chaos.
Life Gold was the only hope of curing Mu En.
On the auction platform, surrounded by lights,
Qingya lifted the dark-red velvet cloth, revealing the final precious item up for auction:
an extremely ancient, somber carving knife.
It was about half a foot long, extraordinarily sharp, with faint engravings along its surface.
It looked incredibly old.
Its color was dark and dull, like blood that had dried to a blackish red.
An ominous aura seeped from it.
"That's right. This is a carving knife, and a Ranked Carving Knife at that."
The audience erupted in an uproar.
Everyone knew
there were only a hundred Ranked Carving Knives. Even one ranked last was still a priceless treasure.
To Soul Engineers,
it was an even more invaluable treasure.
Countless people dreamed of owning one, yet could spend their entire lives and never obtain one.
But some