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After the girl spoke a few words with the appraisers, Zhu Huang ignored their stunned gazes and casually tossed the soul bone to one of them.

That person caught it gingerly. The others gathered around and examined it carefully for a while, then discussed it among themselves before the oldest of them said respectfully, "Honored guest, this is indeed a priceless soul bone. Its exact value is not something we are qualified to determine. It will need to be appraised by an appraiser who specializes in soul master items."

Zhu Huang said to the girl, "Take this soul bone to someone capable of appraising it. If there's no problem, auction it here. The auction has to be soon. Don't make me wait too long."

The girl hurriedly said, "There will be a large auction in three days. Three days is enough time to promote it to a certain extent. There are many soul masters near Heaven Dou City. If the soul bone is at least a thousand years old, it will be enough to serve as the finale item at the auction."

Zhu Huang casually took out two more black soul bones and threw them to the girl as well. "Sell these two together with it."

The girl's heart nearly leapt out of her chest. She quickly caught the two soul bones against her body and hugged them carefully.

"I'll come to the auction in three days."

Leaving those words behind, Zhu Huang turned and left.

The people in the room looked at one another. Dazed, the girl said, "He actually just left like that. Isn't he worried at all that our auction house will swallow the goods, or pull some kind of trick? These are treasures worth millions, even tens of millions, and they're soul bones that can only be found by chance. Anything could happen."

The old appraiser shook his head. "Since he dared to do this, he is either a fool, or he has absolute confidence and isn't afraid of any tricks we might play. Do you think he's a fool?"

Everyone shook their heads repeatedly. Another young man said, "Just who is this person? He's wearing a mask, so he clearly doesn't want anyone to recognize him. There aren't many people who can casually take out several soul bones for auction."

The old man shook his head. "Don't worry about who he is. Since this involves soul masters, it isn't something we can meddle in. Report it truthfully. What the higher-ups choose to do has nothing to do with us."

The girl quickly nodded. "You're right. I'll send these soul bones to Master Hu right now. Whatever happens afterward won't be my business."

After Zhu Huang left the auction house, he returned directly to the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well and continued watering the Blue Silver Empress with his blood.

Zhu Huang had cultivated the Heavenly Demon Creation Art, and the essence contained in his blood was a supreme holy object to soul beasts. Combined with the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well's special effect on plants, the Blue Silver Empress grew at a speed almost visible to the naked eye, and her aura also began transforming from ordinary Blue Silver Grass toward that of a soul beast.

Faint soul fluctuations emanated from the Blue Silver Grass.

From that soul, Zhu Huang sensed a trace of sorrow, but also attachment and obedience toward him. That was the influence originating from his blood.

The Blue Silver Empress revived by absorbing his blood was equivalent to his dependent. She would hold absolute closeness and loyalty toward him, and would never be able to leave him again.

Three days later, Zhu Huang arrived at the Heaven Dou Auction House.

"Honored guest, you've arrived?"

At the entrance, it was still that same girl. Her eyes were fervent as she looked at Zhu Huang. She gave him a sweet smile and said respectfully, "Your VIP seat has already been prepared. Please follow me."

Zhu Huang nodded and, led by the girl, entered the true core of this Heaven Dou auction venue.

The auction center was located on the second floor of the auction venue. From the hall, there were a full eight staircases leading up.

Before entering the auction venue, the receiving girl took out a mask for Zhu Huang and said with a smile, "Our auction house also requires participants to wear a mask before entering. This is for our clients' safety. Would you like to change into one of our masks?"

"No need!"

Zhu Huang refused directly. This mask of his had been specially made by him. It could isolate a soul master's spiritual probing and was far better than the mass-produced masks from the Heaven Dou Auction House that could only block ordinary people's line of sight.

The girl said no more. With a slight smile, she escorted him all the way to the entrance of the auction center before another girl took over to receive Zhu Huang.

However, this girl's dress was much bolder. She was also dressed in white, and it was still a skirt, but the impression she gave was completely different.

The white dress she wore had a deep open front and no sleeves. The short hem barely reached seven inches below her waist, exposing her smooth, radiant thighs. Paired with white high heels, it was even more alluring. The deep valley before her chest and the upturned curve beneath her short skirt all invited imagination.

Zhu Huang looked around. The female attendants here were all dressed this way.

The girls here were all fairly good-looking, especially the one receiving Zhu Huang, whose features were even more delicate. Her eyes shifted with charm, her smile was soft and seductive, and her voice was sweet enough to make one's imagination run wild.

Zhu Huang sat in the auction house for a while. When the auction officially began, he naturally sat in the central VIP area.

The variety of goods in the auction house truly broadened his horizons. There were not only all kinds of objects, but also many human slaves, beastman slaves such as cat girls and fox girls. The Heaven Dou Empire's law prohibiting slave trade was nothing more than an empty shell here.

Zhu Huang watched in silence. This auction hall was filled with the darkest sins and desires. Humanity no longer existed here; only naked beastly lust remained.

With a sigh in his heart, Zhu Huang got up and left. Even as a soul beast, he could not quite stand these humans' behavior, so he might as well keep it out of sight and out of mind.

"Sir, your auction items are the finale items. It will still be a while before the auction is finished. Are you leaving now?"

The scantily dressed, sexy woman sitting beside him to keep him company looked at him in surprise, unable to understand why he suddenly wanted to leave when the auction was at its peak.

"I have something to do, so I'll leave first. I'll come to collect the money tonight."

Zhu Huang rose to his feet. Although their conversation was not loud, and the hall was also very lively, it was still heard by someone nearby.

"You said the finale items you advertised for auction were soul bones, right? This brat is the one who brought them out? Looking like that, without a bit of cultivation, he can actually take out several soul bones? Don't tell me he stole them?"

That person's gaze toward Zhu Huang was filled with scrutiny and probing, as well as a trace of disdain. He asked again, "Since you can take out three soul bones to sell, do you have even more and better ones in your hands? Whether you stole them or picked them up through sheer dumb luck, I am interested in buying them. Don't leave yet. After the auction ends, come with this king. This king has questions for you."

Zhu Huang looked at that person. He seemed to be someone who had lived a pampered life, sitting there with his legs planted wide, looking like a spoiled dandy who was used to ordering people around, arrogant and conceited. The way he looked at Zhu Huang also carried an air of contempt and command.

Through the mask, Zhu Huang easily saw his appearance. He was a fairly handsome middle-aged man, except his eyes were somewhat dull, his eye sockets dark, and his aura weak and unsteady. At a glance, it was clear he had overindulged in wine and women. His strength was only that of a mere Soul King.

With such low strength, yet able to sit in the central VIP area, it seemed this middle-aged man's status was far from simple. Hearing him call himself "this king," Zhu Huang had a guess about his identity.

Zhu Huang did not look at him again, not even for another glance. He directly ignored such an impolite person and walked toward the exit.

"Brat, didn't you hear what I said? Do you know who I am?"

The middle-aged man was enraged by his attitude. It had always been him ignoring others. Since when did some skulking fellow dare show him attitude?

"I don't care who you are. But if you speak rudely again, you will definitely become a corpse."

Zhu Huang looked at that person coldly. In his eyes, it was as if a terrifying scene of mountains of corpses, seas of blood, and ten thousand ghosts wailing emerged. There was even a scent of blood lingering at the tip of that person's nose, and he felt as if he had suddenly fallen into Avici hell.