Douluo : Capture the goddess starting from peerless tang sect

The Life Gold within the Soul-Eating Engraving Knife had the potential to dramatically enhance one's physique. In the original storyline, Huo Yuhao's recovery rate became astonishingly fast thanks to this miraculous metal. As for the rumored side effects of the engraving knife, they were nothing more than minor inconveniences for someone like Qianran.

"200,000 gold soul coins!"

The price skyrocketed, leaving even the auctioneer, Qingya, momentarily stunned.

Around Qianran, Wang Yan and the others were equally shocked.

"Qianran, you mustn't buy this cursed knife!" Wang Yan urged earnestly. "The backlash from this blade is far worse than the auctioneer made it seem. Every owner in its history has either succumbed to madness or become an evil soul master."

The women's faces turned serious, their concern etched in every expression.

"Forget it, Qianran. It's not worth the risk," Tang Ya chimed in. "We can always find a better carving knife later. This one just sounds... creepy."

Qianran waved their concerns aside with a smirk.

"Are you kidding me? You really think that blade can mess with me? If we're talking about evil powers, no one out-evils me."

With his divine angelic martial spirit, Qianran knew the knife's negative energies could never dominate him. Cleansing it of its malicious intent would be child's play.

"You're right," Wang Yan said after a moment of contemplation. "Your Angel Spirit is a perfect counter to the Soul-Eating Engraving Knife. Perhaps you really can handle it."

On stage, Qingya was equally astonished. Who would have thought that such a cursed item would spark such fierce bidding?

"300,000!"

Huo Yuhao's determined voice rang out again.

"400,000," Qianran countered lazily.

Qianran's interest wasn't just in owning the knife. He was fully aware that his competitor was none other than Huo Yuhao. This particular knife was pivotal to Yuhao's destiny—it enabled him to awaken the Eye of Life, a key to gaining Wang Qiu'er's affection and connecting with her Fate's Power.

More importantly, it was integral to Huo Yuhao's eventual acquisition of the Snow Empress.

Remembering how Yuhao had managed to sell the Snow Empress' cocoon for over a billion gold coins in the original story, Qianran chuckled. Clearly, Yuhao had deep pockets this time around.

"Why not help the guy burn through his fortune?" Qianran thought with amusement.

After all, it wasn't like Yuhao would walk away victorious. Qianran already had plans to snatch both the knife and the Snow Empress.

In another corner of the auction hall, Huo Yuhao's face darkened as he recognized Qianran's voice.

"That damned bastard again. Why does he always go after what I want?"

But Huo Yuhao clenched his fists and refused to back down.

"I won't let Qianran get this knife! With Elder Yi's guidance, I can cleanse its evil aura and unlock its true potential. More importantly, this knife is my key to reconnecting with Qiu'er."

The thought of Qiu'er, who he now considered superior to Wang Dong'er in every way, filled Yuhao with determination.

"500,000!" Huo Yuhao raised his bid, his voice trembling with both anger and resolve.

"10,00,000," Qianran responded nonchalantly, leaning back in his chair with a smirk.

The bidding war escalated rapidly, drawing astonished murmurs from the audience. Even Wang Yan and the others were dumbstruck by the staggering numbers.

The final price reached 1 billion gold soul coins before Qianran let out a light laugh and stopped bidding.

"What a filthy rich dog." Qianran shook his head, amused. "Huo Yuhao must have drained the Clear Sky Sect's coffers for this."

Although the final price was exorbitant, Qianran didn't mind. His real plan was to "borrow" the knife for free later. After all, who needed money when you had power and schemes?

When the gavel fell, Qingya herself was left speechless.

A seemingly worthless item had just sold for an astronomical price, an outcome she had never experienced in her career. As the auctioneer of record, her commission alone would be life-changing.

Elsewhere, Huo Yuhao gritted his teeth, suppressing the pangs of regret over spending so much.

"It was worth it," he told himself. "As long as Qianran didn't get it, it's worth every coin."

Huo Yuhao reveled in his perceived victory. For the first time, he felt he had beaten Qianran at something.

"With the knife in my hands, Qianran won't stand a chance against me or Qiu'er."

As the auction concluded, Qingya personally visited the private room where the Shrek Academy group was seated to express her gratitude.

"Thank you for your participation," she said with a warm smile. "This was truly an unforgettable evening, and I owe it to your generosity."

Her demeanor was polite yet professional. With the record-breaking sale, she stood on the cusp of promotion to a higher rank within the auction house.

For Qianran, however, her gratitude meant little. His thoughts were already racing ahead, plotting how to reclaim the knife—and the Snow Empress—without spending a single coin.

(End of Chapter)