A short while later, in Box Eight.
Two girls in red dresses pushed in a cart bearing the engraving knife.
The Dongyang Auction House was efficient. Less than a minute after the auction ended, the Spirit-Devouring Fierce Blade had already been delivered to Su Luoheng.
"Honored guest, please inspect it."
Qiu Yu stepped forward and reminded him, "It's the auction house's rule that once an item leaves our hands, we're no longer responsible for it."
"It's fine."
Su Luoheng lifted the curtain and confirmed that everything was in order.
The keen edge that struck him at once left no possibility that it was a fake.
The two girls in red dresses wheeled the cart away.
Su Luoheng put the Spirit-Devouring Fierce Blade into his Storage Soul Tool. Its ferocious aura was still too strong, so it wasn't suitable to handle for long before he subdued it.
There were too many people around right now. He could wait until he got back to subdue it.
Leaving it inside for a while wouldn't do much harm to the Soul Tool.
He'd finally gotten his hands on it!
Once the Spirit-Devouring Fierce Blade was stored away, Su Luoheng finally relaxed completely.
But when he thought of the four hundred thousand Gold Soul Coins, he couldn't help wincing. He'd been generous enough when spending the money, but now that the item was in his hands, it still hurt.
More than a year of savings had vanished in one go.
Money really didn't last long...
Su Luoheng sighed inwardly. It looked like he'd have to start saving up to open a shop all over again.
"..."
After a moment's thought, he beckoned to the person waiting in the corner.
Qiu Yu came over respectfully. "What can I do for you, honored guest?"
"Does your auction