Room 607
Inside the extremely luxurious room, thanks to the little rich girl Meng Hongchen's token, Wang Chen, who had slipped in using it, immediately noticed a black soul tool code box on the table.
This type of code box had a very high level of security. It was a Rank Six Soul Tool, usually used to store extremely important confidential documents.
Only by inputting the correct password could it be opened. If the password was entered incorrectly three times, or if it was attacked by force, the box would destroy its contents.
To crack this code box or destroy it without damaging what was inside was an extremely difficult task.
Even a Rank Eight Soul Engineer couldn't guarantee success. Its security level could be said to be maxed out.
Looking at the code box, Wang Chen thought to himself, Was this left for me by Xiao Meng?
He sat down on the sofa beside the table, looked at the soul tool code box, and entered Meng Hongchen's birthday.
The red light lit up—wrong input.
After hesitating for a moment, he entered his own birthday.
This time, a green light blinked—correct input.
With a click, the box opened.
Inside the code box was a letter. Wang Chen opened it and began to read.
Brother Chen, Grandpa won't let me see you, so I came up with this way to contact you. Am I clever? … From now on, every Monday I will leave a letter here.
Hehe, Brother Chen, remember to reply when you see it. Missing you, your Meng'er~
The letter was long. It detailed the little girl Meng Hongchen's worries and troubles, as well as some amusing things that had happened to her recently.
After finishing the letter, Wang Chen was lost in thought for quite a while before coming back to himself.
Then, from his storage soul tool, he took out paper and began to write.
Compared to Meng Hongchen's letter, Wang Chen's contained no worries or troubles.
Aside from some words of praise, encouragement, and comfort, he mostly wrote about interesting things he had encountered during his trip to the Heavenly Soul Empire to watch the Soul Dueling Tournament.
Wang Chen never liked to tell his worries to those around him. He preferred to bring more smiles to the faces of those he cared about.
After finishing, he placed his reply into the code box, closed it, and set it back on the table, waiting for Meng Hongchen to open it next time.
Afterward, Wang Chen sat on the sofa, input a trace of soul power, and activated the soul tool screen in the VIP room.
Then, using his guest identity, he began browsing the latest intelligence from the Sun Moon Empire.
In the Sun Moon Empire, soul tool technology was extremely advanced—comparable to the world of his previous life in some areas.
The VIP room also had a soul tool communication device for contacting Treasure Pavilion staff. He could transmit instructions to them in order to receive better service.
Wang Chen's black eyes swept rapidly across the soul tool screen. With his strong spiritual power, his reading speed was extremely fast.
If not quite reading "ten lines at a glance," it was close. What's more, he could remember everything he had read, which was truly astonishing.
Very soon, he discovered a piece of news that might seem unimportant to others, but was extremely significant to him.
The notorious, infamous, and cursed Soul-Devouring Dagger—ranked ninety-ninth among the listed engraved daggers—its owner had once again died.
Seeing this news, Wang Chen's eyes instantly lit up.
The Soul-Devouring Dagger! It's actually the Soul-Devouring Dagger!!
Although in the original story this dagger had appeared at an auction in the Star Luo Empire, Wang Chen wasn't at all surprised to see it show up in the Sun Moon Empire.
After all, the Sun Moon Empire was the true center of Soul Engineers. More than two-thirds of the listed engraved daggers across the continent originated from here. Even the original owner of this dagger had been a Soul Engineer.
Wang Chen speculated that the reason it had appeared in the Star Luo Empire in the original was likely because its fierce reputation made no Soul Engineer in the Sun Moon Empire willing to take it. In the end, it was cast away to the three Douluo Kingdoms, left to wreak havoc among their Soul Masters.
Perhaps everyone in this world avoided the Soul-Devouring Dagger in fear. This was because it carried a curse. No owner ever met a good end—none had even survived ten years.
But Wang Chen was not among them. He knew very clearly that the true body of the Soul-Devouring Dagger was Life Gold.
Life Gold was a treasure that could transform a person completely. Its immense vitality meant that anyone who absorbed it would find it hard even to die afterward.
At once, Wang Chen focused intently, searching for more news about the Soul-Devouring Dagger.
Soon, the corner of his mouth couldn't help but curl into a smile.
After the most recent owner of the Soul-Devouring Dagger died, his wife and son were terrified of it—afraid that one day they too would be cursed and killed by the dagger.
Thus, they decided to auction it off. The place and time of the auction had already been set.
One month from now! At the Sun Moon Empire's largest auction house—the Sun Moon Auction House.
Wang Chen took a deep breath, a fiery light in his eyes.
Because of its infamous reputation, this dagger's value was far lower than other listed engraved daggers.
In the original story, Huo Yuhao had bought it for just 100,000 gold soul coins at an auction in the Star Luo Empire.
However, here in the Sun Moon Empire, where Soul Engineers were numerous, the auction price might be higher. Still, it wouldn't be too outrageous.
Even if the price increased tenfold, it would still only be one million gold soul coins. And one million wasn't even enough to buy a single ten-thousand-year soul bone.
Buying the Soul-Devouring Dagger for one million? That wouldn't be a loss at all. In fact, it would be an enormous gain. Judged by value, it was beyond measure.
Life Gold was truly priceless. Compared with it, even a hundred-thousand-year soul ring or soul bone became insignificant.
But soon, Wang Chen restrained his joy. Because on him—not to mention one million—even 100,000 gold soul coins he couldn't take out.
Counting everything he had, it added up to only 20,000 gold soul coins. Clearly, far from enough.
So how could he possibly win the auction for the Soul-Devouring Dagger one month later?
Very soon, Wang Chen thought of the clan's grand competition in three weeks.
As long as he could win first place, the clan would prioritize investing resources into him.
And if the clan was unwilling to spend money to help him buy the Soul-Devouring Dagger, then he would have no choice but to shamelessly rely on the little rich girl.
He would ask Meng Hongchen to lend him a hand—to help him buy the Soul-Devouring Dagger.