Ning Liu exhaled a long breath, forcibly calming the turbulent waves in his mind stirred up by the "Iron Eating Manual".
The cultivation method of this manual is unorthodox and completely incompatible with any existing cultivation system in the Douluo Continent.
What it needs is probably not just talent, but also a kind of obsession and madness that dares to turn itself into a furnace and devour the world.
Who should receive this?
Aside from the four single-attribute clans, most of the disciples in the sect are actually support-type Soul Masters, with peaceful temperaments, which are completely opposite to the domineering nature of this technique.
As for those titled Douluo who follow him, each of them has their own deeply rooted cultivation path, and it would be too risky to switch cultivation paths rashly.
This "True Scripture of Eating Iron" is like a hot potato, priceless, yet one doesn't know how to put it down.
"Never mind, let's keep it for now."
Ning Liu shook his head, putting this troubling matter to himself for the time being.
He refocused his attention, his consciousness passing through the walls of the quiet room and returning to the bustling auction house.
At this moment, the atmosphere inside the venue had reached an unprecedented boiling point.
The host, DouDou, first announced a three-minute break before returning to the stage.
When she announced in her sweet yet penetrating voice that the final and most important item of the auction was about to be auctioned, the entire venue fell eerily silent.
The previous fervent bidding had vanished, replaced by a complex network of countless gazes and suppressed whispers.
"It's finally here..."
"What exactly are the Glazed Tile Heaven Sect and the Spirit Hall up to?"
"This is going to be a good show, but I don't know how it will end."
Everyone knew perfectly well that this last item was the true heart of today's grand auction.
All the previous transactions were merely appetizers to pave the way for this final, grand finale.
At the center of the stage, the lights converge.
DouDou still wore a professional, sweet smile, but if you looked closely, you could see that her fingers, which were gripping the auction hammer, were slightly white from the force she was using.
Clearly, even with her extensive experience, she felt immense pressure handling the final item in the auction.
"Distinguished guests,"
DouDou's voice was clear and crisp, like jade beads falling onto a plate, clearly reaching every corner of the venue.
"I'm sure you've all been eagerly anticipating this. Next, we will present the final item of this auction, a true treasure!"
The curtain behind her slowly opened, revealing a display stand carved from a single piece of crystal, which rose gently under the radiant light.
Above the display stand, a soul bone floated silently.
It was a left arm bone, its entire body displaying a holy white gold hue, radiating a sense of sacredness and majesty.
Just looking at it inspires awe and even a desire to worship it.
A pure and radiant aura emanated from the soul bone, purifying all who were bathed in it, making their souls feel as if they had been cleansed.
"Angel God's Inherited Soul Bone: Left Arm Bone!"
DouDou's voice trembled slightly, filled with excitement and reverence.
"As we all know, the Angel God is a powerful deity. The legacy he left behind is the ultimate goal that countless Soul Masters dream of."
"According to the information we learned from the Spirit Hall, in order to become an Angel God, in addition to having a six-winged angel spirit and obtaining the nine trials of angelic inheritance, one must also absorb six inherited soul bones!"
"What appears before you today is one of these six key soul bones!"
After she finished speaking, the room remained deathly silent.
There were no gasps, no comments.
Everyone's gaze unconsciously drifted towards the top-tier private room belonging to the Spirit Hall.
Schadenfreude, sympathy, doubt, fear... a mix of emotions mingled in people's eyes.
This is practically peeling off the Spirit Hall's face, putting it on the ground, and then stomping on it a few times.
Everyone knows that the Angel God Martial Soul is the symbol of the Spirit Hall, and the Angel God's inheritance is something they are determined to obtain.
But now, this crucial token of inheritance has been taken out by the Glazed Heaven Sect and publicly auctioned off in front of all the prominent figures on the continent.
This is no longer a provocation; this is blatant humiliation.
"This is outrageous!"
Inside the Spirit Hall's private room, a low growl, suppressing boundless rage, was heard.
Qian Daoliu's eyes were bloodshot as he stared intently at the soul bone on the display stand below.
As the high priest of the angel god, he could sense the pure angelic power within that soul bone better than anyone else.
It's true!
That little beast Ning Liu, he actually dared to do it!
A powerful killing intent surged from his body, and golden soul power rose around him like flames.
The tables, chairs, and utensils throughout the private room groaned under this oppressive force.
However, when his gaze fell upon the private room where Ning Liu was, the image of that domineering figure involuntarily surfaced in his mind.
Tang Chen...
That name, as heavy as a mountain, was like a lingering shadow, pressing down on his heart.
Not to mention the dozen or so Title Douluos around Ning Liu.
Forcibly suppressing his almost bursting anger, Qian Daoliu's chest heaved violently.
In the end, all that anger and murderous intent turned into a bone-chilling coldness.
He cast a cold gaze at DouDou on the stage, his voice low and menacing, as if squeezed out from between his teeth.
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