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Ning Tian then purchased two more soul tools that she thought were good.

"Yuhao, look at this level four defensive soul tool. The craftsmanship is quite exquisite."

"Hmm, the inscribed soul guidance array is very stable; it must be the work of a master."

"Speaking of which, Yuhao, you're quite knowledgeable about soul tools? I thought you were focused on martial soul cultivation."

"It's never a bad thing to learn more; soul tools are indeed the future trend."

"Even if we don't make them, there's still nothing wrong with using them."

As the two talked, Wu Feng listened quietly from the side, his eyes always following Huo Yuhao.

She noticed that Huo Yuhao's eyes were focused when he was evaluating the soul tool, and the lines of his profile were particularly distinct under the light.

Without realizing it, she moved closer to him, close enough to smell his faint, refreshing scent.

Huo Yuhao naturally noticed Wu Feng's subtle actions, but he didn't point it out.

In between answering Ning Tian's questions, he would occasionally turn to Wu Feng and give him a faint smile, which would always make Wu Feng's heart race and his cheeks flush.

Ning Tian saw all of this and felt both amused and inexplicably bittersweet.

Of all these people, only she was hesitant and timid because of the forces behind her.

She cleared her throat and turned her attention back to the auction: "The next item is rather special."

The screen displayed a carving knife, completely black and looking unremarkable.

Auctioneer Qingya introduced: "This is a listed engraving knife, ranked ninety-ninth, named Soul Devourer. The starting bid is 100,000 gold soul coins."

Upon hearing the words "listing engraving knife," Ning Tian's eyes lit up.

However, Qingya's next words made everyone present gasp: "But I need to remind everyone that this carving knife is known as cursed. Its three owners in history all died unnatural deaths. That's why, although it's on the list, its price is so low."

An uproar erupted in the auction hall, and those who had been somewhat interested shook their heads.

Ning Tian frowned and looked at Huo Yuhao: "Yuhao, this carving knife... although it's on the list, this curse..."

To her surprise, Huo Yuhao's usually calm eyes lit up at that moment.

He stared intently at the carving knife on the screen, a faint smile even playing at the corners of his lips.

"I want it."

Huo Yuhao's voice was soft, but it carried an undeniable firmness.

Ning Tian was stunned: "But Yuhao, this curse..."

"It doesn't matter."

Huo Yuhao interrupted her, his gaze still fixed on the carving knife.

"This carving knife is perfect for me."

Wu Feng watched Huo Yuhao from the side. Although he didn't understand why Huo Yuhao wanted to bid on a cursed carving knife, he still whispered, "Since Yuhao wants it, then let's bid on it."

Ning Tian hesitated for a moment, but ultimately chose to trust Huo Yuhao's judgment. She nodded to the maid, "One hundred thousand."

Qingya was somewhat surprised when she heard the offer: "One hundred thousand? A VIP has offered one hundred thousand. Is anyone else going to raise the price?"

The room fell silent; no one was willing to bid for a cursed carving knife.

Just as Qingya was about to bring down the gavel, a bid suddenly came from another private room: "110,000."

Ning Tian raised an eyebrow, surprised that there was still competition. She looked at Huo Yuhao, and seeing him nod, she continued to raise the price: "150,000."

The other party seemed to hesitate for a moment, but still quoted a price: "160,000."

"Two hundred thousand."

Ning Tian didn't hesitate. This price far exceeded the actual value of a cursed carving knife.

The other party finally gave up bidding. After confirming several times, Qingya struck the gavel: "Sold! Congratulations to this distinguished guest for acquiring the Soul-Devouring Carving Knife!"

Only then did Ning Tian breathe a sigh of relief, turn to Huo Yuhao and smile sweetly: "Congratulations, Yuhao."

Huo Yuhao looked at Ning Tian and said sincerely, "Thank you." He was a little puzzled; who could it be?
They actually tried to take the carving knife from him.

At this moment, Wu Feng, who had been quiet all along, suddenly spoke up in a low voice: "Yuhao, that carving knife... is it really okay? I've heard that cursed soul tools are very dangerous..."

Seeing the worry in her eyes, Huo Yuhao felt a warmth in his heart and gently explained, "Don't worry, I know what I'm doing. This carving knife is called a curse because it contains special energy that ordinary people cannot control. But for me, it's actually an opportunity."

Wu Feng nodded as if he understood, but seeing Huo Yuhao's confidence, he felt relieved.

The auction continued, but Huo Yuhao, having already obtained what he wanted, no longer paid attention.

Ning Tian then purchased several more soul tools that he found satisfactory, during which he occasionally chatted with Huo Yuhao.

Wu Feng sat quietly to the side, occasionally stealing a glance at Huo Yuhao's profile.

After the auction, the maids delivered the auctioned items to the private room.

Huo Yuhao took the box containing the Soul-Devouring Carving Knife. The moment his fingertips touched the knife, he could feel the immense life energy contained within it, as well as the sinister curse wrapped around its surface.

"This is the gold of life..."

A knowing glint flashed in Huo Yuhao's eyes.

After paying, Ning Tian turned to Huo Yuhao and said, "It's still early, how about we take a stroll around the city? I know a nice dessert shop nearby."

Huo Yuhao glanced at the time and nodded: "Alright."

……

When the three returned to the Star Emperor Hotel, it was already late at night.

Wang Dong'er was waiting at Huo Yuhao's door. When she saw them return together, a hint of wariness flashed in her big pink and blue eyes.

"Yuhao, where did you guys go?"

Wang Dong'er quickly stepped forward and naturally took Huo Yuhao's arm, her gaze sweeping over Ning Tian and Wu Feng.

"I went to the auction."

Huo Yuhao gently patted her hand.

"I bought some small things."

Ning Tian smiled elegantly: "Dong'er, don't worry, we're just accompanying Yuhao to the auction."

Wu Feng turned her face away somewhat awkwardly; she had never been good at handling such situations.

Wang Dong'er pouted, wanting to say something, but Huo Yuhao spoke first: "Dong'er, you must be tired today, right? Go back and rest first, I still have some things to take care of."

"Can't we talk about this tomorrow?"

Wang Dong'er shook his arm in dissatisfaction.

"It's about the item we just photographed; it needs to be dealt with as soon as possible."

Huo Yuhao's tone was gentle yet firm.

"Be good, I'll spend time with you again tomorrow."

Although Wang Dong'er was reluctant, she still obediently nodded: "Then it's a deal, you have to accompany me to cultivate tomorrow!"

After seeing Wang Dong'er off, Huo Yuhao nodded to Ning Tian and Wu Feng, then returned to his room alone.

As soon as the door closed, Huo Yuhao's gentle expression vanished, replaced by solemnity and anticipation.

He carefully took out the box containing the Soul-Devouring Carving Knife and placed it on the table in the center of the room.

In the dim light, the dark carving knife lay quietly in the box, its surface shrouded in a faint layer of black mist, exuding an unsettling, chilling aura.

Even from a distance, you could feel the chill that penetrated to the bone.

Huo Yuhao took a deep breath and whispered in his mind, "Elder Yi, it's time for you to make your move."

(End of this chapter)

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