Qian Renxue Watches: The Undead and the Angel

"The auction is about to begin. Would our honored guests upstairs please wait a moment, and all guests please remain quiet!"

A voluptuous woman dressed in splendid clothes walked slowly to the center of the auction hall and warmly greeted the people upstairs and those on the floor.

"Today's first auction item is a Soul Tool dagger found in ancient ruins."

"Once Soul Power is infused into it, the blade will be wrapped in crimson flames. It packs considerable power and makes a suitable weapon for self-defense."

"If any of our honored guests or other guests are interested, the starting bid is three thousand Gold Soul Coins, with each increase no less than one hundred!"

As soon as the auctioneer finished speaking, Soul Masters on the floor eagerly shouted out their bids.

"Three thousand one hundred!"

"Three thousand two hundred!"

"Three thousand seven hundred!"

Amid a noisy flurry of bids, a Soul King bought the Soul Tool dagger for 5,600 Gold Soul Coins.

"5,600 Gold Soul Coins, just to fight over a dagger with a flame effect. Soul Masters' money is so easy to make!"

Staring at the visibly worn Soul Tool dagger onstage, Yang Xingchen couldn't help thinking that if he could get his hands on a method for making Soul Tools, he could make a killing!

After all, in this era, even the Tang Sect Hidden Weapons made by Tang San could be exchanged with the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect for the Tang Sect's startup funds.

Thinking of the many Tang Sect Hidden Weapons recorded in the Mysterious Heaven Treasure Record he had, Yang Xingchen came up with the idea of trading the blueprints to Ning Fengzhi.

Then, even if Tang San wanted to sell Hidden Weapons to Ning Fengzhi, he would give up because Ning Fengzhi already had the blueprints.

Of course, Yang Xingchen could also follow Tang San's example and sell only finished Hidden Weapons, but that would take far too much time.

He had no spare time to learn smithing now anyway. He might as well take a small loss and make a one-time deal with Ning Fengzhi, so he wouldn't have to worry about other variables afterward.

The items on the auction floor kept changing. Some were eagerly pursued and sold for high prices; others attracted no interest and went unsold.

"The thirteenth item is a head-sized piece of Ten-Thousand-Year Whale Glue!"

"Gentlemen who want to show off your prowess in bed and battle from dusk till dawn, you can buy it!"

"Even if you don't use it, Whale Rubber of this quality can be kept as a collectible even if unused!"

"The starting bid is one hundred thousand Gold Soul Coins, with each increase no less than one hundred Gold Soul Coins!"

"One hundred thousand one hundred!"

"One hundred thousand five hundred!"

"One hundred and twenty thousand!"

Watching everyone raise their bids at a snail's pace, Yang Xingchen, unwilling to waste any more time, raised the price to 120,000.

"Private Room Seven bids 120,000! Does anyone wish to bid higher?"

"One hundred and twenty-one thousand!"

A nobleman on the floor steeled himself and raised the bid. His family had been pressuring him to have children lately, but he really couldn't perform in that regard and could only rely on outside help.

With this piece of Ten-Thousand-Year Whale Glue, he refused to believe that not one of three bellies would hit the jackpot.

As long as one hit the jackpot, the family's assets could be put in his name!

"One hundred and twenty-eight thousand!"

Seeing that the man had raised the bid by only a thousand this time, Yang Xingchen immediately guessed that he was merely testing whether Yang Xingchen truly wanted the Whale Rubber.

After all, Yang Xingchen was in a private room. Unless the other man was a fool, he wouldn't keep driving the price up relentlessly.

Just as Yang Xingchen was thinking this, he suddenly noticed the private room opposite him light up.

Yang Xingchen didn't find it particularly strange, though. It was obvious that the person opposite had come for the finale of this auction: an eight-thousand-year-old Right Arm Soul Bone.

His own target was the Ten-Thousand-Year Whale Glue before him, so there was no chance of their paths crossing.

A short while earlier, in the private room opposite Yang Xingchen's.

"Young Master, that is the message His Eminence the Great Enshrined asked me to bring you!"

"All right, Elder Snake Lance. I understand Grandpa's orders."

Qian Renxue was not surprised that Qian Daoliu was urging her to return and begin the Angel God Trial.

Having her disguise herself as the Heaven Dou Empire's crown prince was indeed a complete waste of her cultivation talent.

But if she returned to Spirit Hall to cultivate, she certainly wouldn't be able to calm her mind because of her mother. She might as well disguise herself as the crown prince and find things to do to keep her wandering thoughts in check.

Wearing Xue Qinghe's face, Qian Renxue showed a trace of worry.

Her undercover plan was already more than halfway to success, but how was she supposed to get along with her mother, who hated her, once it was over?

Just then, a strange fluctuation came from her Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul, abruptly bringing the distracted Qian Renxue back to her senses and drawing her attention to the item on the auction floor.

"Ten-Thousand-Year Whale Glue? It wouldn't be a bad idea to buy it and present it to the Snow Empress. My recent efforts to win people over on a large scale have just put him on his guard."

As Qian Renxue spoke, she turned on the light in the private room and placed her bid.

"One hundred and seventy thousand!"

"Private Room Thirteen bids 170,000. Do any honored guests or other guests wish to bid higher?"

"One hundred and seventy-five thousand!"

Seriously, does the person opposite have weak muscles? They've only just arrived, and they're already fighting me for the Ten-Thousand-Year Whale Glue!

Yang Xingchen had thought victory was already in his grasp, but he had celebrated too soon.

"One hundred and eighty-nine thousand!"

Qian Renxue hadn't expected the person opposite to dare raise the bid again. The private room she was in had always been reserved exclusively for the imperial family.

Anyone who regularly attended the auctions knew this unspoken rule. The fact that the person opposite dared to raise the bid showed that they weren't afraid of the imperial family.

"One hundred and ninety-three thousand!"

Good thing I accepted Dugu Bo's offer to pay earlier. Otherwise, after that bid from across the way, I'd have to take out a loan.

"Two hundred thousand!"

Qian Renxue was prepared to raise the bid one more time. She had come for the Soul Bone and couldn't spend too much money elsewhere.

Otherwise, the others at court would have something to use against her and would criticize her for extravagance in front of Xue Ye again.

"Two hundred and twenty thousand!!"

Since the person opposite came to buy the Soul Bone, they surely won't waste too much money on this.

Yang Xingchen simply raised the price straight to 220,000. That way, even if the person opposite truly wanted it, they would have to consider whether they would have enough money afterward.

Sure enough, once Yang Xingchen's bid of 220,000 was announced, the person in the private room opposite did not make another bid before the Soul Bone was brought out for auction.

When it came time for Dugu Bo to buy the poison he wanted, things went smoothly. In the entire Heaven Dou Empire, practically no one except Dugu Bo could handle poisons.

Thus, Dugu Bo was the only person to bid on the bloodleaf paris being sold at this auction.

"Next is our finale: an 8,500-year-old Crimson Flame Hound Right Arm Soul Bone."

"The starting bid is one million Gold Soul Coins, with each increase no less than ten thousand!"

"One million two hundred thousand!"

The moment the auctioneer finished speaking, Private Room Five placed its bid.

"One million three hundred thousand!"

Before the auctioneer could respond, Private Room Eight immediately made a new bid.

"One million five hundred thousand!"

"One million six hundred thousand!"

"Three million nine hundred and eighty thousand! Congratulations to the honored guest in Private Room Thirteen for winning this 8,500-year-old Crimson Flame Hound Right Arm Soul Bone!"

With the final item sold, today's auction came to an end.

After seeing all manner of strange and unusual things, Yang Xingchen left with Dugu Bo through the private guest passage.

"Hmm?! What a pure evil presence. No wonder the Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul reacted."

"As the Angel God's successor, I absolutely cannot allow someone with such an evil presence to swagger around among the crowd!"

Qian Renxue secretly watched Yang Xingchen leave, calculating how to slip away and go arrest him.

After a moment's thought, Qian Renxue sent Snake Lance Douluo to continue following Yang Xingchen and Dugu Bo, while she and Porcupinefish Douluo left first to find a chance to follow.

"Kid Yang, you really do predict things like a god. A Titled Douluo is actually following us! But have you thought of a countermeasure?"

"Ah, Poison Douluo, don't be so impatient! The other main character hasn't come onstage yet. This grand show has only just begun!"