Starting with SSS-rank talent, I contracted the Forbidden Ferocity.

"The third seat."

"Those who buy life."

After the fourth seat uttered these six words, all the warehouse signs deep within the Wuguiting Warehouse simultaneously lowered.

It's as if even these stolen items are wary of that name.

At the end of the golden avenue where the third section of the name is located, the black warehouse token slowly unfolds.

[The third section of the "Returning to the Name" section.]

[Sold.]

[Buyer: Third Seat - The Life Buyer.]

[Seller: Fourth Seat - The Court Thief.]

Price: One coin as a substitute for a life.

[Delivery location: Market for betting on death.]

[Note: Anyone who requests the return of their item is considered to have competed for it.]

Shen Ye's eyes turned cold as he looked at the words.

"A bidding war?"

The fourth seat's voice regained its cheerful tone.

"right."

"The road has been sold."

"If you want to take it, then it's not considered recovering stolen goods."

"It's a bidding war."

"What the person who bought it with their life isn't so easy to fight over."

The black warehouse receipt trembled.

A grayish-white copper coin emerged from behind the sign.

The word "buy" is written on the front of the copper coin.

The word "fate" is written on the back.

As soon as the copper coin appeared, the two golden road marks on Guixu's forehead dimmed slightly.

The system prompts an error.

[Remnants of the third seat's power to buy life have been detected.]

[Objective: Mark the third section of Guiming Road as a traded item.]

[If the host forcibly reclaims it, the bidding rules will be triggered.]

[The cost of the bidding: the price of life on the road back to the Ruins.]

Gui Xu stared at the copper coin.

"Not for sale."

The fourth seat chuckled:

"What good will it do to say you won't sell?"

"The third leg of the journey is not in your hands."

"It's in the hands of the person who bought it."

"The buyer has already paid."

"Transaction complete."

Shen Ye said:

Who sold it?

The fourth seat said:

"I."

Shen Ye asked again:

"Is this road yours?"

The laughter from the fourth seat paused for a moment.

The Night King's Classic unfolds suspended in mid-air.

The message "Thieves have no sovereignty" is highlighted.

The message "The traveler is not lost, and the road must not be stolen" is displayed.

[Place of Return is Not Belonging] Lights up.

Shen Ye raised his eyes:

"The road you stole."

"Why should we sell it?"

The black warehouse receipt vibrated violently.

The fourth seat's voice turned cold:

"In the Wuguiting Granary, entering the granary means returning to the granary."

"Items that have been stored away can naturally be sold by me."

Shen Ye took a step forward.

"You wrote 'returning to the granary' yourself."

"It didn't return to the warehouse on its own."

Turn the page of the Night King's Classics.

A new certificate of black gold has been formed.

Stolen goods must not be sold.

[Those who steal from the road enter the warehouse, but the warehouse remains empty.]

[The attempt to buy stolen goods failed.]

The three certificates were put on hold.

The "Sold" warehouse receipt immediately cracked open at one corner.

The gray money meant to buy life was also shaken back half an inch.

The fourth seat finally stopped laughing.

"Night King, you even dare to bet the life-saving money for the third seat?"

Shen Ye said:

"It buys its own things, I don't care."

"It bought stolen goods."

"I'll press it anyway."

Guixu raised his claws and pressed them against the two road marks on his forehead.

"My path."

"No."

On the Night King's Codex, the phrase "[Beast's Words Prove Itself]" lit up.

【Choose your own name】lights up.

Subsequently, the new certificate was issued.

[The path to returning to one's name belongs to those who return to their rightful place.]

Those whose names have not been returned should not be sold, pawned, or exchanged for their lives.

boom!

The golden avenue where the third section of the name was located suddenly lit up.

At the end of the road, the black warehouse receipt was cracked open.

The sound of chains being dragged could be heard from inside.

The fourth seat said coldly:

"It's too late."

"The third segment has already been sent to the life-buying market."

"Even if you cut off the grain canopy, you still won't get the road."

Shen Ye looked at the money that had been used to buy his life.

"Then get the receipt."

He raised his sword.

The black and gold sword light slashed towards the gray and white copper coin.

A pale hand appeared on the surface of the copper coin.

There are no lines on the palm.

There is only one lifeline.

With a gentle flick of the lifeline, Shen Ye's sword light was marked with a price tag.

One sword, three breaths of life.

A system warning popped up.

[The "life-buying money" is now setting a price for the host's attack.]

[Continuing the attack may result in the loss of life points.]

Shen Ye's gaze remained unchanged.

"Night Feather".

The black sun and ghostly flames fell.

That pale hand wanted to put a price on the flames.

But once the sun sets, the price tag is burned to nothing.

Night feathers hum softly.

"My fire."

"Not for sale."

The Nine-Nine Candles spread out in the Netherworld, locking away the shadow behind the money used to buy life.

"I won't even sell the shadow."

Long Yuan stepped forward and slammed his fist into the copper coin.

The pale hand touched the lifeline again.

One punch, five breaths to live.

Long Yuan grinned.

"I need a beating."

boom!

The force of the punch landed.

The copper coin was smashed and flipped over.

Jie Chen opened the Heavenly Punishment Eye on his forehead.

The gray-white lightning pierced through the inside of the copper coin.

Shen Ye finally realized that there was no real contractual agreement between the money for buying life and the third stage of returning to one's name.

There is only one stolen goods tag.

The fourth seat owner stole the road and then put up a sign saying "Sold".

The third seat was secured.

But Guixu was never put up for sale.

Shen Ye said coldly:

There are no sellers.

"Without the road owner's consent."

"Only stolen goods are sold."

The Night King's Classics turned abruptly.

[Unclaimed items may not be resold.]

There is no recourse for the sale of stolen goods.

[No bidding is allowed for items that are not for sale.]

Three new certificates have been issued.

The pale hand on the life-saving money suddenly froze.

Guixu lunged forward and bit down on the stolen goods tag.

Click.

The marker is broken.

From the depths of the Wuguiting Warehouse, a muffled groan came from the fourth seat.

[Sold] The warehouse receipt is completely cracked.

However, at the end of the golden avenue, the third section, Guiming Road, still had not appeared.

Only one delivery ticket, cut in half, remained.

[Delivery certificate for the market.]

[Target: Section 3 of Guiming Road.]

[Current Status: Already in the market.]

[Note: The dispute over the sale of stolen goods remains unresolved.]

Shen Ye raised his hand and pressed the delivery ticket into the Night King's Book.

A system notification sounded.

[Crack down on the fourth seat's power to sell off assets.]

[New permit established: Stolen goods may not be sold.]

[New evidence established: The buyer of stolen goods failed to become the principal.]

[New license established: No one may bid on a property that has not been sold.]

[Captured: Market Transaction Certificate.]

[The resolution of the fourth seat's true name remnant has been improved.]

Current resolution: 46%.

The traces of the third seat's authority have been recorded.

Guixu looked at the empty end of the road.

"The road never came back."

Shen Ye said:

"I know where it is."

Guixu nodded.

"Take it back."

Shen Ye corrected:

"Take it back."

Guixu thought for a moment.

"almost."

Just then, the coin that had been smashed suddenly stopped in mid-air.

A pale eye shone from the hole in the center of the coin.

An unfamiliar voice came from behind the coin hole.

It's not light.

not heavy.

It's like being able to price a person's heartbeat.

"Night King Shen Ye".

You said stolen goods cannot be sold.

"Can."

"Then let's go to the life-buying market."

"I'm giving you a chance to prove yourself."

Shen Ye looked up.

"I don't buy stolen goods."

The voice behind the coin hole said calmly:

"Of course you don't have to buy it."

"But the third section of Guiming Road has already entered the market."

"Items entering the market are not priced and do not leave the market."

Guixu bared his teeth.

"Not for sale."

The voice seemed to chuckle.

"Gateway Cub"

"You're not selling."

"Someone has offered you a price."

Gui Xu's forehead mark suddenly lit up.

Shen Ye's eyes instantly turned cold.

"Who?"

The money used to buy life slowly flipped.

The character "命" (life/fate) on the back of the coin is cracked, revealing a line of tiny blood-red characters.

[The bidder: The Fourth Seat - The Court Thief.]

[The Price Insurer: Third Seat - The Life Buyer.]

[Bottom Price: Guiming Road, Section 3, Guixu]

[Price increase: Shen Ye's future life.]

Deep within the Wuguiting Warehouse, the laughter of the fourth seat rang out once more.

"The Night King"

"I really can't sell the third section."

"So I changed it to an auction."

"The film isn't of the road."

"It's about how many lives you're willing to pay when you want to get your way back."

The pale eyes looked at Shen Ye as he paid for the life-saving money.

"The market for buying lives has opened."

"Enter with your life on the line."

The next moment, a stark white street appeared at the end of the warehouse shelves.

The streets were lined with copper coin lanterns.

Under each lamp, there is a price tag.

[A breath of life.]

[Ten breaths of life.]

[A life for one day.]

[One year's fate.]

At the deepest part of the street, a black auction platform slowly rose.

On the stage, there was a section of golden broken road.

The third section of Guiming Road.

Shen Ye gripped the black and gold short sword.

The Night King's Scripture unfolded behind him.

He looked at the stark white street, his voice calm:

"The third seat."

"I am coming."

"But I'm not here to buy."

"I'm here to devastate your market."