Inside the venue.
Ning Liu's breathing suddenly stopped.
He almost burst out laughing.
Asking the sea god for something to auction off was one of the wisest decisions he ever made in his life!
The Xuanming Sect spent a full 20 million gold soul coins to buy back a "Sigh" full of unknowns and huge risks. Whether it can be used or not depends entirely on fate.
And what about myself?
The system's hundredfold return directly upgraded the dangerous "sigh" into the key to enter the inheritance secret realm—"Tears of the Mysterious Ice Divine Guide"!
Moreover, this tear can also serve as a perfect medium to help the inheritor fuse with divine status!
This isn't just a hundredfold return; it's practically the entire wealth of the God of Mystic Ice being delivered to us!
"Hahaha……"
Ning Liu couldn't hold back any longer, and his laughter echoed throughout the room.
This deal was incredibly profitable!
"The God of Mystic Ice...a second-level deity."
Ning Liu tapped the table lightly with her fingertips, a cold and beautiful figure already appearing in her mind.
Shui Bing'er.
Her martial soul is the top-tier Ice Phoenix, which perfectly matches the divine attributes of the God of Ice.
Her control over ice elements was already far beyond that of ordinary people. Now, under his tutelage in Liuli Heaven, and with the accumulation of various resources, she has made rapid progress. At the same time, thanks to the stimulation from Xiao Wu, Ning Rongrong and others, her temperament and strength are no longer what they used to be.
If one could obtain the inheritance of the God of Mystic Ice, one's future achievements would be self-evident!
"If Bing'er becomes a god, the foundation of my Liuli Heaven will be further strengthened."
Ning Liu had already made up her mind.
This "Tears of the Mysterious Ice God" could only belong to Shui Bing'er.
He slowly suppressed his surging emotions, turned his gaze back towards the auction house, and a playful smile appeared on his lips.
The return of the first god-tier item was already so amazing, so what about the next one?
The next item may also be from a god!
...
On the auction stage.
The "Sigh of the God of Ice" was carefully carried off the stage by a maid and sent backstage, to be handed over after the auction.
The atmosphere inside the venue did not cool down; on the contrary, it became even more heated because of the sky-high price of 20 million.
Everyone craned their necks, eagerly anticipating the next item to be auctioned.
A charming smile graced DouDou's pretty face.
Then, she looked around the room, her voice clear and melodious, with a touch of mysterious allure.
"Distinguished guests, as you have all felt, tonight's auction is unlike any other before."
“Items belonging to the gods are not just distant legends. And the eighth item we are about to present is also…related to the gods!”
One sentence reignited the enthusiasm of the entire audience!
Another one!
There's even an item related to God!
What will it be this time?
Or is it some kind of wondrous object containing laws?
DouDou watched everyone's reactions with satisfaction and clapped her hands lightly.
Two maids gracefully walked onto the stage again, this time carrying a tray covered with a piece of emerald green silk.
As DouDou's jade-like hand gently lifted, the silk slipped down.
The deep blue chill that had previously frozen the soul had vanished, replaced by a white jade bottle.
Inside the bottle, there was a rich, vibrant emerald green light, so intense it seemed to emanate from the bottle, brimming with life.
At the heart of the radiant light, a crystal-clear dewdrop floats silently.
It seems to contain all the vitality of spring; just looking at it makes one feel less tired and refreshed.
That pure life energy even caused some potted plants in the front row of the auction house to unfurl their leaves at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"This substance is called 'Sweet Spring Divine Dew'."
DouDou's voice softened.
"It comes from a god who is in charge of life and springs—the god of sweet springs."
"This drop of divine dew is a single drop diluted from the source of the spiritual spring that the deity wields."
Diluted out!
Even a diluted product possesses such an astonishing vitality!
"Its function is probably self-evident and I don't need to elaborate on it."
DouDou's gaze swept across the entire scene, especially across the faces of those Soul Masters who were displaying fanaticism.
"Firstly, if a prisoner takes this dew, no matter how severe their injuries, as long as they have a breath left, they can be instantly restored to their original state after taking it!"
"You could say it's your second life!"
boom!
If the "Sigh of the God of Ice" brought awe and madness, then the "Dew of Sweet Spring" brought naked greed and desire!
A second life!
For Soul Masters who live on the edge, these five words have a fatal attraction!
This means that when facing a desperate situation, there is one more chance to turn things around!
"That's just one of its functions." DouDou smiled slightly and offered an even more enticing piece of information.
"Secondly, if it is given to plant-type Soul Masters or Soul Beasts, it can cleanse their bloodline, purify their Martial Soul, and even have a considerable chance of causing them to undergo unexpected evolution!"
Inside Tang San's private room.
"Bang!"
The teacup in Yu Xiaogang's hand shattered with a crack.
His gaze was fixed on the emerald green dewdrop, and his eyes behind his glasses shone with an unprecedented light.
evolution!
Martial Soul Evolution!
Tang San's breathing also became rapid in an instant.
His Blue Silver Grass martial soul is, of course, a plant-based one.
This drop of divine dew was of immeasurable value to him as well!
More importantly...
Meanwhile, in another VIP lounge.
Even Chrysanthemum Douluo's slightly effeminate voice carried a hint of fluctuation:
"Your Majesty, this thing..."
His martial soul, the Qirong Tongtian Chrysanthemum, is a top-tier plant-type weapon martial soul!
This "divine dew" was the most coveted treasure he had ever dreamed of!
Bibi Dong sat on the throne, holding a golden scepter in her hand.
She didn't answer immediately; her narrow, phoenix-shaped eyes gleamed, and it was unclear what she was thinking.
On the field, countless eyes turned bloodshot.
The atmosphere has completely boiled over!
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