Murano Momo is a cunning doctor

Chapter 1030 Yin Ming Pearl

This look of facing a formidable enemy successfully aroused everyone's curiosity.

Everyone stretched their necks, their eyes fixed on the inconspicuous little box.

Cheng Gong did not open it immediately. Instead, he put on a pair of special gloves as thin as a cicada's wings, and then slowly picked up the box.

Only then did everyone see that there was a slightly old talisman stuck to the box, which seemed to be sealing something.

After just a brief touch, Cheng Gong could feel a chill running down his fingertips into his heart.

After hesitating for a moment, he carefully opened the lid of the box a tiny crack!

In an instant, a chilling and eerie ghostly aura emerged from the gap like a beast escaping from a cage!

Cheng Gong no longer hesitated and opened the lid completely.

A shiny black bead lay quietly in the box. On the surface of the bead, countless fine black lines were wriggling like living things, just like thousands of twisted little snakes, emitting a chilling aura.

At the same time, the temperature around the auction table dropped sharply, and the air seemed to freeze into ice in an instant.

Almost at the same moment, Jiang Xiaochuan, Zhuge Mingkong, Jiang Zhenyue, and everyone else in the crystal room looked up suddenly as if struck by lightning, their eyes fixed on the black bead.

Jiang Xiaochuan frowned, and a hint of vigilance flashed in his eyes.

He keenly sensed that this ghostly aura contained a chaotic and evil force, which was several times stronger than the aura of Mr. Ghost.

However, unlike everyone else's vigilance, excitement gleamed in Situ Hong and Mr. Gui's eyes.

Situ Hong was still restrained and just clenched his fists slightly.

Mr. Ghost was so excited that his whole body was trembling slightly. His eyes were fixed on the black bead with a hungry and fanatical look, and he wished he could take it for himself immediately.

Cheng Gong suppressed the disgust that was surging in his heart, took a deep breath, and began to introduce: "This item is called the Yin Gathering Pearl, and it was obtained from the mysterious and strange land in southern Xinjiang."

"There are many evil cultivators in the southern border, and the Yin energy is extremely heavy. This bead was conceived and born in a desolate place where the Yin energy gathered."

"For...a special person, this pearl is a priceless treasure."

After a pause, Cheng Gong stopped playing tricks and said aloud, "It can continuously attract the free spirit power around it, gather it together, and then condense and compress it, turning it into a powerful aid for its own cultivation."

"Greatly speed up the cultivation process, allowing practitioners to make rapid progress on the path of ghost cultivation."

"What's even more amazing is that if a practitioner can use special methods to cultivate it and skillfully integrate it into their own skills, then when they cast ghost magic, its power will increase exponentially."

"But be careful, this bead has a very strong Yin energy. If an ordinary warrior is contaminated by it, the Yin energy will enter the body. In mild cases, the meridians will be damaged and the power will be completely destroyed. In severe cases, the soul will be invaded and become a walking corpse, with no hope of recovery."

"This pearl has a starting price of 600 million! Each bid must not be less than 5 million! Everyone, please bid!"

After Cheng Gong finished speaking, he scanned the entire room, pausing briefly at a few private rooms and crystal rooms that might be of interest.

As soon as he finished speaking, Situ Hong stood up with a swish and said ostentatiously, "Six hundred and five hundred million! This pearl is mine!"

Everyone looked at the bead that emitted a strange light, and recalled Cheng Gong's terrifying introduction just now. They all knew that although this thing was precious, it was also extremely dangerous and could not be avoided. How could they still bid for it?

For a moment, the auction hall was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop, and no one bid against him.

As if he had expected this result, Cheng Gong secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

He really didn't want to get entangled with this evil bead any longer. The strong yin energy made him feel uncomfortable all over.

However, just as Cheng Gong was about to ask the question three times as a matter of routine and then drop the gavel, a slightly hoarse voice rang out through the loudspeaker in the crystal room: "Six hundred million...ten million."

Someone actually bid!

Situ Hong's face darkened. He obviously didn't expect that besides them, there was someone else who dared to want this thing, and it seemed that he also knew the value of this pearl.

He snorted coldly: "Six hundred and twenty million!"

"Six hundred and thirty million."

The voice in the crystal room was neither hurried nor slow, seemingly not anxious, but also without any intention of giving up.

Situ Hong frowned, glanced at Mr. Gui who was standing beside him with an anxious look, and said through gritted teeth: "Seven hundred million!" He tried to scare the other party away by raising the price significantly.

However, after a few seconds of silence, the other party spoke again: "Seven hundred million... ten million."

He still only added the minimum amount, but his attitude was extremely persistent.

Now, the atmosphere in the whole venue became subtle.

It seems that this evil bead is being targeted by more than one force.

Situ Hong went back and forth with the mysterious bidder several times, and the price was slowly pushed up to 780 million.

Situ Hong's face became increasingly ugly. Finally, under Mr. Gui's almost uncontrollable gaze, he fiercely shouted, "Eight hundred million!"

This price seemed to touch the bottom line of the man in the crystal room. He was silent for a moment and finally did not say anything.

Cheng Gong waited for a moment, and seeing that no one else was bidding, he glanced towards Situ Hong and the crystal room before bringing down the hammer.

"Boom!"

When the hammer sounded, Situ Hong breathed a sigh of relief, a look of pride returning to his face. He turned his head and looked at Mr. Gui, then smiled and said, "Sir, I bought this bead for you. Next..."

"Young Master Hong, there's no need to say more."

Mr. Gui was so excited that his voice trembled slightly. "With this treasure, I will definitely be able to break through the bottleneck. Then, whatever the patriarch asks of me will be no problem."

At the end of his words, he glanced at Jiang Xiaochuan with a greedy gleam in his eyes, as if he regarded Jiang Xiaochuan as a piece of fat meat.

"Brother Jiang, I'm afraid this thing came from an illegal source."

Zhuge Mingkong frowned, turned his head and whispered to Jiang Xiaochuan.

Jiang Xiaochuan nodded seriously and said, "As far as I know, this thing is also called the Yinming Pearl. In addition to the effects that Old Cheng just mentioned, this pearl can also be used to restrain lonely souls and refine them into undead spirits for one's control."

"This evil technique is extremely cruel, inflicting pain on innocent lives. Looking across the entirety of China, it is considered a top-tier evil weapon."

Upon hearing this, Zhuge Mingkong showed an expression of extreme disgust on his face.

He turned his head and looked at the two people who were feeling smug with disdain. He snorted coldly and said, "Situ Qingcang actually brought such a demon into his sect. Isn't he afraid of getting into trouble?"

The auction continued in an orderly manner and the atmosphere in the venue was extremely warm.

Many of the guests present came well prepared, each with a clear goal in mind. As each item found its new owner, the auction gradually drew to a close.

After dropping the gavel again, Cheng Gong solemnly signaled his attendant to present an ancient brocade box.

He carefully opened the lid of the box, and a seemingly withered and strange-shaped herb appeared before everyone.

Although it does not look impressive, upon closer inspection, one can see that the withered yellow leaves have extremely fine silver lines, which faintly reveal a restrained vitality.

When Jiang Xiaochuan saw this thing, he sat up straight instantly and his eyes became extremely focused.

Zhuge Mingkong also looked over curiously and whispered with a hint of doubt, "Is this... the Holy Essence Grass?"