Toji's voice echoed in the auction hall, like a heavy hammer blow to everyone's heart.
The entire venue fell silent instantly; even breathing became clearly audible.
"He's insane... this guy is absolutely insane!" someone in the audience muttered. "Spending three million on a cursed, broken sword? And he dares to challenge the Xishui Alliance?"
The man who called himself an elder of the Xishui Alliance had a face so gloomy it could drip water, and his fingers under his black robe were clenched so tightly they cracked.
His sinister gaze seemed to pierce through the one-way glass of the private room:
"Very well! Since you like this murderous blade so much, I will grant your wish!"
He slumped back into his seat and stopped bidding. But anyone could hear the threat in his words.
The auctioneer wiped the cold sweat from his brow and quickly brought down the gavel:
"Three million once... three million twice... sold! Congratulations to this distinguished guest for acquiring the Ranked Carving Knife Spirit Devouring Fierce Blade!"
Di Qiu'er tugged at Toji's sleeve:
"Can I beat him up? That guy makes me feel really uncomfortable, and he's so arrogant."
Toji immediately laughed:
"Of course you can. He's a member of the Holy Spirit Cult. You can beat him up all you want, and I won't say a word."
"Alright, there are still some good things to come. Let's see what else is good for me and pack it all up."
"Pack, pack it up..." Di Qiu'er was stunned for a moment, "You're really rich."
"No problem."
He Toji took away some rare and precious natural treasures that would benefit him.
His cultivation was already slow, so he naturally needed a lot of rare and precious materials to assist him, and more importantly, he needed to refine his body.
Why are you buying so much junk?
Di Qiu'er was puzzled.
"If you want, there are plenty in the Star Dou Great Forest. I can pick them for you whenever I go back, and I'll even help you with your body tempering."
Upon hearing this, Toji exploded:
"No, why didn't you say so sooner, sis?!"
"You didn't ask either," Di Qiu'er said matter-of-factly.
"You win. I have too much money and don't know what to do with it, okay?" Toji sat down dejectedly.
He admitted that Di Qiu'er's life had indeed become much more lively after she came with him, which was better than him acting alone.
"Hmph, do as you please." Di Qiu'er pouted. "Anyway, it's not my money being spent."
Toji: "..."
After the auction, staff delivered the Flying Soul Tool and the Spirit Devouring Fierce Blade to the private room.
Di Qiu'er couldn't wait to pick up the golden Soul Tool and play with it in her hands.
"Don't touch it recklessly," Toji cautioned. " Level 7 Soul Tool isn't a toy. I'll teach you how to fly when we have time."
"I know."
Although Di Qiu'er said this, her fingers had already curiously channeled her Soul Power into a switch on the soul-guided Flying Soul Tool device, activating it.
"Whoosh--"
A golden light flashed, and Di Qiu'er was slammed against the ceiling by the Soul Tool. Toji reacted quickly and grabbed her ankle, pulling her down.
"What did I tell you?" Toji shook his head helplessly, helping her remove the Soul Tool. "Before we understand the operating procedures, can we put it away and study it later?"
Di Qiu'er's cheeks flushed slightly, but she stubbornly maintained her composure:
"I just wanted to test the effect..."
Toji and focused on examining the Spirit Devouring Fierce Blade.
The blade is as black as ink, with faint blood-red patterns flowing through it. When held in the hand, one can feel a chilling aura trying to penetrate the body.
However, the overflowing aura of Qi and Blood emanating from his body dispelled all these cold and sinister auras, and even suppressed the Spirit Devouring Fierce Blade.
He nodded in satisfaction and put the knife into his Storage Soul Tool.
As the two walked out of the auction house, the streets of Mingdu were bustling with people, but as soon as they stepped out the door, Toji sensed that something was wrong.
"He's here after all." He whispered to Di Qiu'er, "You said you were going to teach him a lesson, so you do it."
"And what about you?" Di Qiu'er was speechless with anger.
Toji said matter-of-factly:
"I'm watching the show."
"Fine, fine." Di Qiu'er laughed angrily, "If you're so capable, then don't ask me for help later."
Toji was truly exasperated with this young lady. "... Fine, fine, if you can't beat her, I'll help you, okay?"
Ten meters ahead, the elder of the Xishui Alliance, accompanied by four men in black robes, blocked their path.
Passersby quickly retreated upon seeing this, yet couldn't help but stop and watch—in Mingdu, few dared to confront the Xishui Alliance head-on.
"Friend, you have quite the nerve," the elder said ominously. "No one in Mingdu has ever dared to show such disrespect to my Xishui Alliance."
Toji crossed his arms and lazily replied, "The highest bidder wins at auctions, that's the rule. Doesn't your Xishui Alliance even have that much magnanimity?"
At the same time, he felt a little doubtful.
I didn't feel anything at the auction, but now that I'm so close, this Evil Soul Master seems kind of familiar...
"Rules?" The elder sneered. "In Mingdu, the Xishui Alliance is the rule! Hand over the Spirit Devouring Fierce Blade, kowtow and admit your mistake, and I might consider sparing your life."
Exclamations of surprise rippled through the crowd. Someone recognized the elder's identity:
"It's Elder Nether Scorpion from the Xishui Alliance! I heard he's already very close to becoming Eight-Ring Soul Douluo. Looks like these two are in for trouble..."
"It's hard to say. The other two dared to offend the other party even knowing they were from the Xishui Alliance, so they must have quite a background..."
"Kowtowing and admitting your mistake? How domineering." Toji suddenly narrowed his eyes, staring intently at Elder Nether Scorpion.
"But haven't we met before?"
"What, now you realize your mistake and want to claim kinship?" Elder Nether Scorpion sneered.
Di Qiu'er grew impatient and couldn't help but say:
"Ugh, this is so annoying! If you're going to fight, just fight! Stop with all this nonsense!"
Elder Nether Scorpion then noticed that there was also a man in black robes beside Toji. Seeing that his familiar attire matched theirs, he was momentarily stunned.
"Oh? And this friend is... Please state your identities; I don't want to cause trouble for my own people."
They dressed the same way as them and were equally interested in the Spirit Devouring Fierce Blade...
Are they all in cahoots?
At this point, Elder Nether Scorpion still wanted to confirm the identities of the two people.
Unexpectedly, a sentence Toji popped out:
"Did you escape from the Heaven Dou Empire and come here?"
Upon hearing this, Elder Nether Scorpion's expression changed drastically!
Who is this person?!
How did he know about his past experiences?
He had no intention of going through what happened when he fled from the Heaven Dou Empire.
"It really was you..."
Upon seeing the Toji party's reaction, Shen Er's voice was deep and thunderous, and a cold glint flashed in his eyes.
As soon as he finished speaking, he clenched his fist, and the dormant Qi and Blood in his body suddenly boiled, surging out like a volcanic eruption.
Thump! Thump! Thump!
His heart pounded like a war drum, echoing throughout the street.
Several passersby nearby covered their ears in pain and knelt down, their faces pale.
The air was thick with a scorching heat, as if one were standing next to a furnace.