The Life-Draining Object, Tang San's Jaw Drops

The guard glanced at Tang San's attire.

He frowned.

He spoke in a routine, perfunctory manner.

"Entry fee, one thousand Gold Soul Coin."

"Or present a VIP credential."

One thousand Gold Soul Coin!

Tang San's eyelids twitched.

Everything he had on his person right now probably didn't even add up to five hundred Gold Soul Coin.

He had been captured by Dragon Duke and Snake Matriarch previously.

Although he had escaped.

Much of the contents in his storage Soul Tool had been looted, a truly heavy loss.

"I... I have important items to entrust for auction, could you make an exception?"

Tang San said in a deep voice, trying his best to make his tone sound confident.

"Rules are rules." The guard was expressionless. "If you don't have the money, please leave."

A surge of anger and humiliation welled up in Tang San's heart.

Just as he clenched his fists, considering whether to reveal his hidden weapons to intimidate them.

Or simply leave, a gentle and calm voice came from the side:

"Oh? Little brother Ji Feng, what a coincidence. You're here to attend the auction too?"

Ning Fengzhi was seen stepping down from a low-key but extremely luxurious carriage, accompanied by Sword Douluo Chen Xin and Bone Douluo Gu Rong.

They happened to see Ji Feng at the entrance.

Ning Fengzhi's smile was warm.

As if he hadn't seen the standoff at the door.

He invited Ji Feng: "Why don't we go in together?"

Ji Feng understood instantly.

He knew this was Ning Fengzhi showing goodwill toward him.

And also putting on a show for others to see.

He went with the flow, bowing slightly: "Then many thanks, Sect Master Ning."

Saying this, he prepared to follow Ning Fengzhi and the others inside.

"Wait!"

Tang San couldn't help but speak up, pointing at Ji Feng. "Why doesn't he have to pay the entry fee?"

The guard looked at Tang San as if he were an idiot.

His tone carried undisguised contempt.

"This gentleman is a friend of Sect Master Ning of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect."

"The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect is the most prestigious VIP in the entire Heaven Dou Empire."

"Naturally, there is no need to pay. What kind of thing are you? How dare you question it?"

"Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect..."

Tang San's body shuddered, looking at Ji Feng in disbelief.

Then he looked at the extraordinary Ning Fengzhi and his two companions.

This black-robed man who stole his soul ring and caused him to suffer.

Actually knew the Sect Master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect?

And could be treated with such courtesy?!

The immense sense of disparity.

Combined with the anger of being publicly humiliated by the guard.

Made Tang San's vision go dark, his face turning ashen in an instant.

His chest heaved violently, yet he couldn't utter a single word.

He gripped his fists tightly.

His fingernails almost dug into his flesh.

He roared madly in his heart.

"You dog-eyed things that look down on people!"

"You have already invited your own death!"

"And that man in black..."

"Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect... very well!"

"I have remembered all of you!"

Ji Feng cast a faint glance at Tang San.

That gaze was calm and rippleless.

Yet it felt more piercing to Tang San than any mockery.

Immediately, Ji Feng followed Ning Fengzhi and the others.

They entered the auction house without any obstruction.

Leaving Tang San alone at the entrance.

Enduring the various ambiguous gazes from those around him.

Stepping inside the auction house, it was a world of its own.

The massive circular auction arena was divided into several levels.

In the center was the display stage, surrounded by densely packed seats.

The upper levels featured individual, luxurious private boxes.

Ning Fengzhi led Ji Feng directly to the top-tier VIP box with the best position.

It offered the most expansive view.

From here, one could overlook the entire auction arena.

The auction began quickly.

Although the preceding items were quite good.

Including spirit bones, rare medicinal herbs, and fragments of Soul Tool, they did not cause much of a stir.

Ji Feng sat firmly like a fisherman on a high perch, his attention focused more on observation.

He saw that in an ordinary seat on the lower level.

Tang San had finally entered and was sitting upright.

His gaze swept toward the display stage from time to time, his eyes filled with a hidden sense of confidence and anticipation.

It seems he has come to sell his hidden weapons, Ji Feng realized in his heart.

Sure enough, after a few rounds of bidding.

The auctioneer's voice rose a few notches.

Carrying a clear sense of incitement.

"Next, we have an important item for this auction."

"An exquisite and peerless offensive Soul Tool."

"Silent Sleeve Arrow!"

The stage lights focused.

The very sleeve arrow that Ji Feng had seen at the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect was presented.

The auctioneer detailed its features, such as silent activation.

Continuous firing, and strong penetration power.

In his seat, Tang San straightened his back even further.

A trace of conceited curvature even curled uncontrollably at the corners of his mouth.

He cast a provocative glance toward the direction of the upper VIP boxes.

Although he could not see the people inside the boxes, he knew.

That man in black and the people from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect were right there.

He wanted to show them what true mechanical art was!

Tang Sect hidden weapons are ever-changing; how could they be compared to ordinary Soul Tool?

Tang San thought proudly.

The bidding for the Silent Sleeve Arrow began.

The price rose steadily and was eventually purchased by a middle-tier noble for the price of ten thousand Gold Soul Coin.

For a low-grade hidden weapon, this price.

Was already quite excellent.

A satisfied smile appeared on Tang San's face.

However, before he could even catch his breath.

The auctioneer shouted with an even more impassioned voice: "Everyone! Please, quiet down!"

"Next up is the true finale of this auction!"

"A series of unprecedented attribute Soul Tools, provided by a mysterious master!"

The entire venue fell silent instantly, all eyes focused on the stage.

"The first item: [Blood-Sucking Scythe]!"

A dark red curved blade appeared on the display stand.

Under the lights, the blood-like veins seemed to be flowing.

"Confirmed by our auction house's chief appraiser."

"This Soul Tool possesses an extremely rare special effect."

"Physical damage dealt by the wielder's attacks."

"Can convert eight percent of it."

"Into their own life recovery!"

"That is, eight percent Life Steal!"

"Whoa--!"

The entire auction house instantly erupted!

Converting damage into life?

What kind of concept was this?

It meant the wielder's endurance would see a qualitative leap!

For Soul Masters who frequently need to hunt soul beasts.

And risk their lives in combat, this was an attribute akin to a divine artifact!

In the private box.

The gazes of Ning Fengzhi, Chen Xin, and Gu Rong.

Also instantly converged on the [Blood-Sucking Scythe].

They revealed expressions of surprise and intense interest.

They all simultaneously recalled.

The scene of Ji Feng burying himself in forging at the sect workshop a few days ago...

"This item... could it be..."

Ning Fengzhi looked toward Ji Feng.

Ji Feng merely smiled slightly, neither confirming nor denying.

In the lower seating area.

The smile on Tang San's face froze.

Eight percent Life Steal?

He instinctively refused to believe it!

How could a Soul Tool on the Douluo Continent.

Possess such an attribute that defied common sense?

It must be an exaggeration.

Or perhaps it had some severe side effects!

He curled his lip and whispered: "Grandstanding."

However, a bidding frenzy had already been ignited!

The price started at a base of five thousand Gold Soul Coin.

It soared all the way, quickly breaking through twenty thousand, thirty thousand... and finally.

At the sky-high price of forty-eight thousand Gold Soul Coin, it was won by the head of a fanatical Soul Grand Master family!