A carving knife ranked ninety-ninth?
Wasn't that the Spirit-Devouring Carving Knife?
Delight surged through Qin Xiao's heart.
This trip certainly wasn't wasted.
Looks like I was right. This carving knife really is already at the auction house.
Excited though he was, he showed none of it.
He might not care about money, but he had no intention of being taken for a fool.
"Then let's have a look."
Qin Xiao sat back down.
"A carving knife ranked ninety-ninth..." Meng Hongchen wrinkled her little nose, struggling to remember.
What was the name of the carving knife in that position again?
"Of course."
Qing Ya took a deep breath and retrieved a black box from her Space Soul Tool.
Unknown patterns were engraved on its surface, giving it an air of mystery.
With a click, she opened the box.
The Spirit-Devouring Carving Knife was fully revealed before Qin Xiao's eyes.
It was about half a foot long and only as thick as a finger.
It tapered from bottom to top, ending in an exceptionally sharp-looking point, while its lower portion formed a keen blade about half an inch wide.
Dark and antique in appearance, it had faint decorative engravings on its surface and exuded a subdued air of ancient craftsmanship.
"It certainly looks impressive. It meets the standards of a Ranked Carving Knife."
Meng Hongchen had seen countless Ranked Carving Knives.
Naturally, she could judge this knife's quality at a glance.
In fact.
Meng Hongchen even felt puzzled. Judging by its appearance, this carving knife shouldn't have been ranked ninety-ninth.
A ranking somewhere between thirtieth and fiftieth seemed entirely possible.
"I can tell that both our honored guests know quality when they see it. You must be able to recognize what makes this carving knife extraordinary."
"In fact, its capabilities should never