One hundred million!
These two words, like two red-hot iron balls, were smashed out of the No. 1 private room and landed heavily in the center of the venue, making everyone's heart tremble.
There was no excitement of bidding, no arrogance of certainty in the voice; instead, it sounded like the final roar of a wild beast driven to the brink of despair.
That wasn't a quote; it was a signed letter of surrender.
After a brief period of deathly silence, the entire venue erupted into chaos.
"One hundred million gold soul coins!"
"Money? This isn't about money anymore. This is the Spirit Hall paying for its reputation!"
"Tsk tsk, spending 100 million gold soul coins to buy back his own stuff, and in front of the whole continent. His Majesty Qian Daoliu must be so angry that he'll vomit blood."
"Shh! Keep your voice down, are you out of your mind?!"
Amidst the clamor of discussion, there was also barely suppressed laughter.
Every gaze cast toward the No. 1 VIP room was like a tiny needle, piercing through the last vestige of the Spirit Hall's dignity.
On the auction stage, DouDou's face was somewhat pale.
She never dreamed that the auction she was hosting would turn out like this.
This is no auction; it's a bloodless war.
Her palms were sweaty as she gripped the auction gavel, but her professionalism allowed her to remain calm and break the noise in the room with a clear voice.
"The VIP in the number one private room has bid 100 million gold soul coins!"
Her gaze swept across the entire room, and her voice rose slightly.
"Is there a higher price? One hundred million gold soul coins, once!"
The entire room fell silent.
Who will raise the price?
Who dares to raise the price?
Why would they want to fight the Spirit Hall for this hot potato? Do they have a death wish?
Everyone watched like spectators at a play, waiting for the end of this year's grand drama.
"One hundred million gold soul coins, twice!"
DouDou's voice rang out again, each bid like a heavy hammer blow to Qian Daoliu's heart.
Inside the top-tier private room, the violent fluctuations of soul power surged once more, but were ultimately suppressed.
DouDou didn't delay any longer. She knew that every second she lingered was an extra bit of torture for that peerless Douluo.
She raised the small wooden mallet high in her hand and, with all her might, brought it down hard!
"Thump!"
A crisp, heavy thud of the gavel echoed throughout the arena.
"make a deal!"
Two words, like a final verdict, brought this thrilling auction to a close.
At that moment, countless people breathed a sigh of relief, as if they had just experienced a great battle.
The No. 1 private room was completely silent; that silence was more unsettling than any roar.
The owner is in the quiet room.
Ning Liu sat upright in the armchair, his fingertips lightly tapping the armrests. Through the special crystal wall of the quiet room, he could see everything below.
The moment DouDou's gavel fell, his striking motion stopped.
It's done.
Just then, that cold, mechanical voice rang in his mind.
[Ding! The final item in the auction, the "Angel God's Legacy Left Arm Bone," has been successfully auctioned for 100 million Gold Soul Coins.]
[Congratulations, host! You have triggered a "thousandfold return"!]
Ning Liu raised an eyebrow slightly.
A thousand times.
A thousand times one hundred million gold soul coins, that's a hundred billion.
This number is enough to shake the entire economic system of the Douluo Continent.
However, he knew that the system would never be so simple and crude.
Sure enough, the system's next sentence confirmed his guess.
[Congratulations, host! You have received the Angel God's Faith Edict!]
As soon as he finished speaking, a soft white light appeared out of thin air in front of Ning Liu. When the light faded, an ancient white jade scroll was quietly suspended in mid-air.
The scroll was made of an unknown jade, warm and pure, without the slightest carving, yet it naturally exuded a sacred aura.
Ning Liu reached out and grasped the scroll in his hand. It warmed to the touch, and a strange feeling welled up in his heart.
"The Edict of Faith in the Angel God?"
He silently thought to himself that these six words sounded much more interesting than a piece of left arm bone.
[Angel God's Decree of Faith: A God-level Special Item.]
[Note: This is a token of authority created by the God of Taste after analyzing the origin of the Angel God's divine power, combining his "Taste of the Origin" divine power with a wisp of angelic divine power.]
[Effect: The holder of this decree may intercept, deprive, or even usurp all the power of faith generated from prayers to angels.]
The system's explanation, as always, was cold and detached, yet it stirred up a storm in Ning Liu's mind that was even more terrifying than when he studied the "True Scripture of Iron Eating".
To intercept...to deprive...to usurp!
The power of faith!
Ning Liu's breathing stopped instantly.
He understood the weight of those four words better than anyone else.
The path to godhood, besides personal cultivation and divine trials, has the most crucial element: gathering faith!
Faith is one of the sources of divine power and the most fundamental link between mortals and gods.
If Qian Renxue wants to inherit the position of the Angel God, she must ignite the divine fire and collect enough faith power during the inheritance assessment process in order to gain the approval of the Angel God and be enshrined as a god.
Why does the Spirit Hall want to establish branch halls throughout the continent to promote the glory of the Angel God?
It is all for this omnipresent power of faith!
Now, the valve of this "faucet" has been made into a scroll by the system and delivered to its own hands.
Even if it's not the main valve, it still plays a crucial role, right?
Ning Liu looked down at the white jade scroll in his hand, his eyes becoming incredibly strange.
This thing is even more vicious than killing Qian Renxue directly.
He could almost picture the future:
Qian Renxue had been painstakingly undergoing the Nine Trials of the Angels, and had finally reached the crucial step of gathering the power of faith.
As a result, she waited and waited, but all she got was emptiness.
All the faith power contributed by believers was taken away by him midway through the journey by this "edict".
That scene...
Ning Liu's lips curled up uncontrollably.
"Qian Daoliu, thank you so much for your generosity."
Ning Liu silently lit a candle for his old rival in his heart.
He carefully retrieved the "Angel God Faith Edict" into his system space. This item was far more important than the inheritances of the other three third-level gods!
With it, Qian Daoliu completely took control of his "god-making plan".
He wanted Qian Renxue to go hungry whenever she wanted to run out of food!
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