Douluo Amon: I am the Heavenly Venerable of the Dragon King.

Chapter 440 Dimensional Consciousness?

Mr. A struck the auction hammer again. "Now, it's time for the final step: free discussion."

"In this segment, if anyone has any information they want to know, and someone here happens to know it, then the person providing the information can use this action to ask the questioner for payment."

At this moment, Yali suddenly asked, "Then how can we guarantee that the information we receive is definitely true?"

Although she was indeed anxious to get news of Yun Ming, she would never be a fool to believe the information here.

"Hehe." Mr. A chuckled softly. "VIP number 3333 need not worry, it's our auctioneer's turn to make the move. We have special methods to guarantee the authenticity of the information. However, that comes at a different price."

"You pay a certain price here to purchase intelligence from others. If you are worried that the intelligence is fake, you can ask our auction house to verify the authenticity of the intelligence for you first. It costs 100 million Federal Credits each time."

"Trust me, our Aurora Auction has been held hundreds of times, and our reputation is quite solid. We absolutely have the means to ensure you get the most accurate and truthful information."

"Of course, if you don't trust our Aurora Auction House, then we can't guarantee the authenticity of the information we provide. Now, does VIP number 3333 have any further questions?"

"That's all." Yali shook her head. Since that was the case, she had no choice but to try her luck and trust the auction.

Mr. A nodded. "Okay, everyone, please rest assured. To ensure your privacy, you can write your questions on the tablets in front of you. I will then display all your questions on the big screen."

"All questions will be displayed anonymously on the big screen. If you see any information you know and are willing to share it, you can contact me privately. I will act as a bridge between the two parties."

"Of course, if you don't have any information you want to ask, or don't want to say it, we won't force you."

As Mr. A spoke, he struck the auction gavel. Instantly, the stone tables in front of everyone in the hall split open, revealing a conspicuous soul-guided tablet rising from them.

"You have ten minutes; feel free to write as you like."

To be honest, Tang Wulin breathed a sigh of relief when he learned that intelligence was being exchanged in this way.

After all, if they openly asked about the Sky Douluo, even a fool would guess who they were.

While there is still a risk of identity exposure when posting questions in this way, the risk is at least greatly reduced.

Without the slightest hesitation, Ya Li was the first to write on the tablet: asking whether the Sky Douluo had truly perished.

After finishing her writing, Ya Li calmed her anxiety and began to wait patiently. Tang Wulin and Mu Ye also waited.

Ten minutes passed in the blink of an eye.

Soon, the large screen behind Mr. A suddenly lit up.

Surprisingly, it was filled with numerous questions.

"It seems this is also an intelligence exchange center," Tang Wulin thought to himself.

But this is better; with so many problems displayed on the screen at the same time, their problems won't stand out as much.

While pondering, Tang Wulin turned his gaze to the big screen. He was also very curious about what kind of questions people here would ask!

First question: After the destruction of Shrek Academy, were all the current Shrek Seven Devils killed? If they survived, where are they hiding now?

The first question alone made Tang Wulin's hair stand on end. He never expected that someone would ask if all of the Shrek Seven Devils of this generation had died.

Who are these people? What are they trying to achieve by searching for them? Are they friend or foe?

Tang Wulin's gaze quickly swept around, but unfortunately, this was an anonymous question-and-answer session, and everyone was basically far apart, so even he couldn't see anything!

Trouble!

Tang Wulin's brows furrowed, but quickly relaxed. There was no use thinking about these things now; the most important thing was to improve his own strength.

Tang Wulin frowned again as he turned his gaze to the big screen.

Second question: Where is the current sanatorium of the master craftsman Zhenhua?

The master craftsman Zhenhua was attacked by an evil spirit master not long ago, and from the outside world's perspective, he should be in a state of uncertainty about his fate.

The question was directed at the location of the master craftsman's recuperation center, without even inquiring about his life or death. Were they so certain that the master craftsman was still alive?!

They've come with ill intentions!

This was Tang Wulin's first impression. It seemed that the people who came to participate in this auction were indeed no good. They were already courting death!

The third question: Where in the ocean can a 100,000-year-old soul beast be found?

The fourth question: What is the Federal Parliament's attitude toward the war?

Fifth question: The exact location of the Tang Sect's secret realm: the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Eye?

Sixth question: Where is the Blood God Legion's stronghold in the western part of the continent?

The seventh question...

The following questions, except for the fourth and fifth which concerned Tang Wulin somewhat, were either irrelevant to him or were inquiries he couldn't understand.

"VIP number 4343 says they have the answers to your questions and would like to discuss this privately with you. What is VIP number 3333's opinion?"

At that moment, a faint whisper suddenly entered the ears of Tang Wulin and the other two. This was…

Is that Mr. A's voice?

Tang Wulin and his two companions looked toward the center of the hall and saw Mr. A nodding at them.

VIP number 4343?

It was that guy who took out the Human-Faced Ghost Weeping Flower, the one who seemed to be an evil soul master! Tang Wulin quickly recalled the other party's information.

Could it be a trap? Tang Wulin hesitated.

"We are willing to talk to him, and at the same time, we would like to ask the auction house to verify the authenticity of our information!" At this moment, a gentle yet firm female voice rang out; it was Yali who spoke.

Mr. A nodded slightly to their positions, then transmitted his voice, "Then, please move to the quiet room over here, VIP number 3333, so that I may witness this for you."

As he spoke, Mr. A used his mental powers to point out the location of the quiet room to the three of them.

Tang Wulin, Mu Ye, and Ya Li stood up without hesitation and walked in the direction indicated by their spiritual power. They had already come to this point, and there was no way to turn back.

Tang Wulin glanced around and noticed that many others, like them, had left their seats and headed in other directions.

Are those people also seeking advice?

Without much thought, Tang Wulin and his two companions quickly arrived at the location Mr. A had indicated to them: an empty little room with a guest table and five small sofas.

Ya Li and Mu Ye first used their mental power to scan the room to make sure there were no ambushes before leading Tang Wulin into the room and sitting on the sofa.

They didn't have to wait long before Mr. A brought number 4343 into the room. Number 4343's aura was still incredibly cold.

Yali and Muye's gazes turned cold. As they drew closer, they could observe this Number 4343 more closely. Without a doubt, this chilling aura indicated that Number 4343 was definitely an evil soul master.

In particular, Holy Spirit Douluo Ya Li sensed it even more deeply; her martial soul, Healing Angel, was especially sensitive to evil soul masters.

She was 100% certain that this No. 4343 was an evil soul master, and a very strong one at least a Super Douluo.

"This ominous and repulsive aura... could you possibly be the owner of an Angelic Martial Soul?!"

Before the three could speak, Number 4343 preemptively struck, turning his gaze to Holy Spirit Douluo Ya Li with an extremely malicious tone. At the same time, an aura of malice began to emanate from him.

Before Yali could speak, Muye chimed in, "Heh, you bunch of stinking rats from the sewers, how dare you preemptively accuse others?"

Upon hearing Mu Ye's words, a red aura began to emanate from No. 4343's body. Black, black, black, black, black, black, black, black, red, eight black and one red, a total of nine soul rings!

Super Douluo!

Sensing the aura emanating from the other party, Mu Ye snorted coldly, and nine spirit rings appeared: black, black, black, black, black, red, red, red, red, five black and four red.

Although Mu Ye was inferior to his opponent in cultivation level, he surpassed him in the quality of his soul rings, which was the power of the Body Sect's secret technique.

Even though his cultivation level was inferior to his opponent's, Mu Ye's aura was no less than that of No. 4343, and even showed a tendency to overpower him.

"Alright." Just then, Mr. A spoke, a gentle yet vast soul force directly piercing between the two opposing forces, forcefully separating them. "Our last step is to talk, not fight."

"If the two of you want to fight, please don't do it here at the auction. Otherwise, I will consider it a provocation against our Aurora Auction."

"Hmph!" Upon hearing Mr. A's words, 4343 snorted coldly and was the first to put away his martial soul and soul rings.

Seeing this, Mu Ye also withdrew his martial spirit, secretly astonished. "Is this a quasi-god? He is indeed powerful. If we really fought him, I guess neither I nor the Holy Spirit Douluo would escape."

Makino's outburst just now was intentional; he simply wanted to test Mr. A's strength and attitude towards them.

At present, Mr. A does not seem to have any obvious malice towards them, nor is his behavior obviously biased, so he can be considered a person who can be trusted to some extent.

After both parties were seated, Mr. A said, "Now that both sides are ready, please let VIP number 3333 state their specific questions and the price they are willing to pay. Let's see if VIP number 4343 is satisfied."

Ya Li took a deep breath, then looked at Number 4343 and said, "My question is very simple: is the Sky-Piercing Douluo Yun Ming really dead? As for the reward? What do you want? Just say it."

"Hehe, that's not a hard question to answer." 4343 chuckled sinisterly. "The reward I want is simple: a ten-thousand-year-old spiritual plant that can enhance vitality will suffice."

"Okay." Hearing that the other party did not make any unreasonable demands, Ya Li secretly breathed a sigh of relief. It was just a mere ten-thousand-year-old spirit creature.

Although treasures that enhance vitality are always extremely expensive, it's not a big problem for Ya Li. As long as she can find out whether Yun Ming is alive or dead, it's definitely worth it.

Yes, although in Mu Ye's opinion, this choice was incredibly foolish. After all, if the other party had directly answered that Yun Ming was dead, then the Holy Spirit Douluo would have given away a ten-thousand-year-old spiritual treasure for nothing!

"Then, please let Mr. A be our witness for the conversation that is about to begin." Yali turned her gaze to Mr. A, who was standing to the side.

She also wanted to see how this aurora auction would verify information for them.

"Alright. Then, I will be your witness." Mr. A smiled, and then he raised his finger, and an invisible soul power shield instantly spread throughout the quiet room, completely enveloping it.

Immediately afterwards, Tang Wulin, Mu Ye, and Ya Li all felt as if they were being watched by something. It was an invisible, overwhelming terror, like a higher being looking down on a lower being.

"I have already channeled the power of the plane; our conversation from now on will take place under the watchful eye of the entire plane's power."

"Please swear on your martial soul that the following conversation is absolutely true, that you truly possess information about the Sky-Supporting Douluo, and that there is not a single lie. If you lie, your martial soul will be shattered, your soul power will be completely lost, and you will never be able to become a Soul Master again."

"Okay, I swear..." Number 4343 did not hesitate and resolutely made the oath.

After 4343 made the oath, Ya Li, Tang Wulin, and Mu Ye could all clearly sense that an invisible force had descended upon them.

That was an incomparably vast and immense power! This is...

"Dimensional consciousness!" Yali exclaimed. Even though she had never experienced it firsthand, this vast and boundless feeling was something that humans could never possess. So she realized that this must be dimensional consciousness.

The power of a quasi-god is terrifying!

"So, VIP number 3333 should have no more doubts about the verification of our Aurora Auction, right?" Mr. A said calmly.

"Hmm." Yali nodded. She felt that the 100 million Federal Dollars was well spent. For just 100 million Federal Dollars, this Mr. A was able to get the consciousness of the plane to supervise him.

The consciousness of another dimension is not a living person, nor does it have emotions; it is absolutely more trustworthy than anyone else.

She could clearly sense that invisible binding force. Anyone who lies would inevitably be punished; this was witnessed by the entire plane, and lying was absolutely unacceptable.

Not to mention, that number 4343 just made a solemn oath. If he dares to break the oath, his martial soul will probably be shattered.

(End of this chapter)