Chapter 242: Deceiving Others

Hei Yin was helpless in the face of the looks from Lilith, Rod, and the others—after all, this was a family matter they couldn’t interfere with. On the other hand, they hoped the family would secure the Sky Pearl as soon as possible, as doing so would mean their Hei Feng clan would reach a new level.

There were only six Sky Pearls in the entire Source of Darkness, and even across the entire continent, there were just these six. Each one was in the hands of a powerful figure, with two reportedly in the hands of the trolls and now missing—meaning only four remained in the continent.

No one would bring them out for auction or trade; no one would dare do such a thing. This time was definitely an exception. Once this opportunity was lost, there would be no similar chance again.

Many people knew this, which was why the competition was so fierce. Five million—a price that was truly terrifying.

“Five and a half million!” Finally, the Scorpion King clan made their bid. As for the other clan, they had already given up!

“Six million!” The Hei Feng clan—truly the oldest clan with profound resources, even to the point of being somewhat extreme—called out the price without flinching.

When the price of six million was mentioned, there was first silence, dead silence, followed by uproar, a deafening clamor. It was more than twice the price of the Dragon Slaying Sword. Could this really be considered a treasure comparable to a divine artifact? Clearly, it couldn’t be matched by a divine artifact.

Eventually, after the bid of six million, the Scorpion King clan chose to give up. The Hei Feng clan’s strength was too great to risk a life-or-death struggle over.

After three bids, the auctioneer finally dropped the heavy hammer, determining the ownership of the Sky Pearl.

With similar smiles, Rod and Lilith felt somewhat helpless. It seemed the ruler of Water Screen City, Gu He, had a very intricate plan. This competition might have already created rifts among several clans, as his goals were gradually being fulfilled.

Halfway through the auction, Rod and his group had already gained something each. During the half-day auction, Rod obtained a scroll and some materials. He even bought a magnificent magic staff, probably as a gift for Lucy. Thinking of that little girl, a smile appeared on his lips, though he couldn’t help but worry about her. He hoped nothing bad had happened to her.

The items Rod was auctioning gradually appeared one after another, though unfortunately they didn’t draw much attention. Some materials from divine-level monsters were of top quality, earning Rod over a hundred thousand in capital. At auctions, such items could find buyers willing to pay more than their market price outside.

Sognar and Lilith, true dragons as they were, showed great interest in anything gleaming with gold and bought some magical jewelry or armor at reasonable prices, satisfying their desire for a bit of luxury.

After the appearance of the Sky Pearl, the auction lost its luster and failed to arouse much interest. Perhaps it was because the Dragon Slaying Sword and the Sky Pearl had already created such a strong visual and psychological impact that even other decent items seemed ordinary by comparison.

Yet Rod remained hopeful. Just as the auction neared its end, the arrival of one item brought it back to life!

It was a secret manual—a rare guide to crafting demons.

Its appearance caused a stir, and after the auctioneer’s explanation, it ignited enthusiasm among many.

Crafting demons, also known as a form of puppetry, was said to be a closely guarded secret of the Nash family, who possessed it since the origins of the Dark Source. Why were they auctioning it now?

Those with sharp eyes noticed members of the Nash family, and soon everyone’s gaze turned to them.

This so-called evil method of creating demons was the Nash family’s ultimate secret. Were they selling it themselves? Rumor had it that even years ago, they refused to part with it in exchange for huge sums or precious treasures. Why were they offering it now? Had the Nash family reached such a desperate point?

At that moment, the clan leader and members of the Nash family all had dark expressions, filled with shock and fury—utter rage. They glared at each private room upstairs as if searching for something.

“Brat, is it yours?” asked Sognar from Private Room Number Three, smiling faintly, with the others around him also smiling.

Who else but Rod could it be? The Nash family would never auction such an item. Though they had declined, they still had pride and wouldn’t sink to this extent.

The only possibility is Rod. He’s been out auctioning items before, and he’s also killed the younger head of the Nash family. He’s the only one who could be it, because aside from the head of the family, perhaps only their younger leaders can possess this secret technique—even the higher-ranking members of the Nash family aren’t qualified to have it.

Now that the old Nash has been turned into a demon-like being—neither human nor ghost, half-dead—this is already a huge shock and shame for the Nash family. Having this technique brought up again is undoubtedly adding insult to injury. No wonder the people of the Nash family are all grim-faced, on the verge of exploding.

“Pretty ruthless!” Seeing that Rod didn’t deny it, the group exchanged glances. After a long while, Sognar said with a bitter smile.

This move was indeed ruthless. Bringing this out was like cutting off the Nash family’s lifeline, forcing them to buy it back at any price. Otherwise, they would truly have no place to stand and would become a laughingstock to the world.

Killing someone’s son, destroying someone’s father, and now trying to trick them further—what could be more ruthless than that? What’s more, the other side would even be willing to pay, eager to buy it. Thinking of this, Sognar and the others couldn’t help but laugh.

“Those who bring disaster upon themselves deserve to suffer!” Rubio’s final words hit the nail on the head.

“The Demon Transformation Method—I believe everyone knows about it. Now, the auction begins! Starting bid: 200,000 black coins!” The auctioneer ignored the Nash family’s expressions and continued explaining.

This price wasn’t high at all; it was actually quite low. This secret technique could keep a dying person alive and strengthen them into a puppet they could control to do many things. Such a thing couldn’t be measured by ordinary prices. 200,000 was Rod’s demand, as it would arouse everyone’s desire to compete and make the Nash family suffer even more.

As expected, the Nash family members were furious, their veins bulging on their foreheads! They were almost ready to storm the scene and snatch it away. Unfortunately, the auction house wasn’t an organization they could afford to offend.

“500,000!” The first person bid.

“600,000!” The competition became fierce!

“700,000!” It reached a new climax.

“800,000!” The enthusiasm exploded fully.

As predicted, the Nash family kept bidding desperately, hoping to get back what already belonged to them and prevent it from falling into the wrong hands. With the price soaring to 1.2 million, Rod even pushed it further by bidding 1.5 million!

The Nash family’s faces turned dark; most of them gave up. Though such things were indeed valuable, 1.5 million was still a bit excessive.
“1.6 million!” gritting his teeth, the head of the Nash family roared through clenched teeth.
The roar was thunderous, making everyone look at each other, struggling to hold back laughter. Now they understood—it was someone targeting the Nash family; they hadn’t volunteered to put it up for auction. Everyone began whispering among themselves, with some astute ones immediately thinking of Rod, the one who had caused so much chaos for the Nash family.
“Alright, give it to them!” Seeing the Nash family pay such a high price, Rod stopped raising the bid further. Continuing would only force them to reluctantly give up.
1.6 million was already a huge sum for the Nash family—perhaps equivalent to one-third of their entire wealth.
“1.6 million, and the Nash family now owns this Demon Refinement Method!” To make matters worse, the auctioneer announced this with a semblance of righteousness.
It almost made everyone burst into laughter and nearly made the Nash family members spit blood.
“Rod, Rod…” If one listened carefully, they could hear the Nash head’s furious roars, his eyes bloodshot. The family was already in trouble, and now they had suffered further humiliation, paying a huge price for something that should have belonged to them. 1.6 million—now the Nash family would truly face great difficulties.
Looking at his father, who stood there in shock, his heart twisted even more. Salt on the wound—this must be Rod’s doing!
“I’ll peel your skin, pull out your tendons, and drink your blood!” he swore silently in his heart.
“Kid!” Looking at Rod, Sognar’s expression changed repeatedly before he finally said helplessly, “You’re ruthless!”
Witnessing Rod’s cruelty once again, Sognar couldn’t help but feel uneasy.
With the auction of this item concluding, Rod had reaped a great harvest from this auction. The final item was the crown jewel of the event, bringing another wave of excitement as the crowd grew restless.
“The last item for auction—I believe everyone knows what this is. It’s one of the three sacred relics of the Source of Darkness, as famous as the Sky Pearl—The Abyssal Elixir!”
As these words fell, turmoil ensued. The crowd went wild, ecstatic, and frenzied. Today’s auction was filled with one climax after another, leaving many people overwhelmed.

The Mystical Elixir – what is this thing! Everyone knows it; one of the three sacred relics. Only six remain now, and it has the power to bring the dead back to life! It can also help break through limitations – a truly rare and precious item. Having heard of it for so long, it’s understandable why people are so eager to see it. I wonder what those people’s expressions would be if they knew that two of the Dark Moon City’s elixirs were just used by Rod a few days ago.