The Brain-Devouring Demon was a type of marine soft-bodied exotic beast that could drill into the brain through the eyes, nostrils, and ears of humans and beasts. It lived by sucking the brains of humans and beasts.
They only appeared in the deepest part of the ocean. Their bodies were made of soft bodies that could be quickly reattached even if they were cut into several pieces. Apart from being burned by raging flames, they were practically unafraid of any attack. And in the depths of the ocean, it was extremely difficult for an average person to harm them with raging flames.
According to Han Shuo's knowledge, the Brain-Devouring Demon was a rare exotic beast that had many uses. It could be used as medicine to refine intelligence pills, it could be used to reattach severed limbs, and by using demonic arts and a few special materials, it could be refined into a sound-quality demonic weapon that could shatter the brains of humans and beasts.
Of course, the most miraculous thing was its ability to repair the brains of humans and beasts. Perhaps because the Brain-Devouring Demon consumed the brains of humans and beasts, its body had a miraculous ability to repair the human brain. For a demonic arts cultivator like Han Shuo, he could make use of the miraculous effects of the Brain-Devouring Demon's body to recreate an exact replica of himself according to his own brain. In this way, even if his brain was shattered in battle, as long as his consciousness did not disperse, he could use the brain refined by the Brain-Devouring Demon to replace it. He could still live a carefree and happy life.
In order to reconstruct Gilbert's fleshly body, Han Shuo's biggest headache was the reconstruction of Gilbert's brain. The Braindevouring Demon was one of those rare exotic beasts that could only be chanced upon and not sought after. Han Shuo had never thought that he would be able to obtain one. He had even made plans to use other materials to replace Gilbert's brain structure. Little did he expect that he would be able to see such a treasure in the auction house.
Therefore, when the auctioneer shrieked and explained the miraculous effects of the Brain-Devouring Demon, Han Shuo was so excited that he no longer cared about Lilian's obsession with the Viride Leaf.
"The Brain-Devouring Demon, the base price is ten thousand gold coins. The highest bidder wins!" After a series of shouts, the auctioneer announced the start of the auction in an impassioned tone.
It seemed like there were quite a few people who knew their stuff. Just as the auctioneer's shriek ended, rows of eye-catching red bidding lights on the second and third floor began to light up one after another. In a few VIP rooms, there were even uncontrollable gasps from excitement. Evidently, some people were very obsessed with this auction item.
"The son of the Minister of Finance, the grandson of the Minister of War, and the daughter of the Head Magus of the Royal Court all seem to be a bit retarded!" Sophie blinked her long, bright eyes, and sighed in a low voice, as if in sorrow for these poor creatures.
No wonder, Han Shuo thought to himself. He immediately understood that today would be another tough battle. He could not help but focus all his attention on the Braindevouring Fiend on the table, listening to the rising price as he waited for the right time to intervene.
Suddenly, Han Shuo had a bad feeling. This feeling did not originate from the six-horned tribal king of the Soul Race that was gradually approaching him. Han Shuo carefully sensed for a moment and suddenly discovered that the temperature of the entire auction house had slowly dropped by a few degrees.
Han Shuo furrowed his brows and instantly understood. His consciousness immediately spread out like a spider web, extending outwards bit by bit with him as the center. Not the slightest change in the entire area could escape Han Shuo's perception.
Dressed in a snow-white magical robe, the water element demigod magus Tiana had appeared on top of a building outside the auction house. Her face was solemn, and her entire body was wreathed in mist. Her long silver hair fluttered in the wind, and she held a magic staff in her hand. Her eyes were closed as she muttered some mystical incantation.
At the entrance of the auction house, Ice Celestial Corey stood tall and straight with his sword in his hand. He raised his head to look at Snow Celestial Tiana who was standing on top of the auction house, as though they were silently communicating something.
Ice Celestial Corey and Snow Celestial Tiana of the Shrine of Ice, the most powerful demigod existences in Kasi Empire, had suddenly gathered in the auction house. It was very clear what this meant — his whereabouts had been exposed!
Having experienced many years of wars, Han Shuo had seen all sorts of situations. Even after discovering that things had come to this, he still did not show any signs of panic. There was even a hint of a tranquil smile on his face. He turned his head to take a deep look at Sophie beside him, and said in a low voice that only she could hear, "Sophie, get away from me. Find a washroom and restore your original appearance!"
"Why?" Sophie was somewhat baffled and puzzled.
"If you believe me, then do as I say. Otherwise, you will bring me trouble!" Han Shuo knew that Sophie was the kind of person who would not watch him suffer without doing anything. If he said that not doing as he said would bring Sophie trouble, Sophie would certainly be displeased.
"Your enemy is here, isn't it?" However, Han Shuo had underestimated Sophie's intelligence. She only stared blankly for a moment before immediately coming to her senses. She began to look around vigilantly, as though wanting to help Han Shuo uncover the enemy first.
Han Shuo sighed inwardly. He knew that if he did not employ some special means, Sophie would not be easily dismissed.
Just as the crowd continued to raise the price for the Braindevourer Demon, Han Shuo, who had been sitting there quietly all along, suddenly stood up.
"Eh? Friend number 83, ha, you haven't made a move yet today! What's up? Are you planning to make a move? " Shouted the auctioneer when he saw Han Shuo suddenly stand up. He thought that Han Shuo could no longer restrain himself and had finally made a move. He was even more excited than Han Shuo.
The auctioneer had already witnessed Han Shuo's boldness the day before yesterday. He had presided over several auctions and had rarely seen a character who would raise the price by more than fifty thousand gold coins every time. Therefore, after Han Shuo had appeared today, the auctioneer had been secretly observing Han Shuo. He was the first to discover that Han Shuo had just stood up. Moreover, he had even shouted in his unique voice.
"Yes, I'm planning to make a move!" Han Shuo smiled faintly. His smile was somewhat strange and evil.
The auctioneer laughed heartily. Just as he was about to say a few words to liven up the atmosphere, his expression suddenly stiffened. He looked at Han Shuo, unable to react in time. "You, what are you doing?"
Under the attentive gazes of the crowd, Han Shuo, with a speed that did not match his body size at all, crossed the air and landed on the platform at lightning speed. Before the crowd could react, the Braindevouring Imp that was stored in a special container was already in Han Shuo's hand.
Han Shuo fiddled with it for a moment, nodded his head, and immediately stored the Braindevourer Demon into his space ring. It was as if the Braindevourer Demon was something that had fallen to the ground in his house, and he casually picked it up. It was unspeakably natural.
"This is against the rules, this is completely against the rules!" Suddenly, flustered and exasperated shouts came from the second and third floors. Those fellows whose sons and grandsons were mentally retarded also started to make a ruckus as if they were retarded.
"How many gold coins have you bid for?" Facing the gazes of everyone on and off the stage, Han Shuo asked the auctioneer with a wondrous smile on his face.
"Friend, no matter how many gold coins you have, isn't doing this a little too unorthodox?" On the third floor, Braque was standing by the window. His expression was clearly displeased, but his tone was still somewhat restrained. This was the credit of his many years of aristocratic education.
Raising his head to look at Braque on the third floor, his condescending manner made Han Shuo very unhappy. Therefore, Han Shuo stuck out his' big belly ', revealed a silly smile, and said to Braque in an uncourteous manner, "None of your business!"
The audience was in an uproar!
Compared to Han Shuo's bold and unrestrained bidding the last time, the uproar this time was even more fervent. The majority of the audience was staring at Han Shuo like wooden chickens. They really couldn't understand how this seemingly simple and honest fatty could have such a bizarre and audacious behavior.
Watching Han Shuo's unconventional performance from below the stage, Sophie simply didn't know what to do. She looked at Braque's unsightly face of disbelief, and then looked at the insufferably arrogant Han Shuo. At this moment, Sophie was both carefree and worried.
Throughout his life, Braque had never been so humiliated in public. As a core descendant of the Pillon royal family, everyone would deliberately fawn over Braque when they saw him. Even the most boorish commoners and bandits would conceal their usual boorishness.
Unexpectedly, truly unexpectedly, in this auction house where celebrities congregate, a simple and honest fatty of unknown origin would actually say "none of your business" to him in front of everyone! Braque's usual elegance and gentleness had vanished without a trace. Even his disguise of hiding a dagger behind a smile had been torn apart. With an ashen face, he pointed at Han Shuo and said with a somewhat trembling voice, "What, what did you say? Say it again if you have the guts! "
"None of your business! None of your business! None of your business! " Han Shuo very cooperatively repeated three times in a row. Soon after, he extended three fingers and added, "Three times!"
The auctioneer looked at Braque with trepidation and hastily said in a loud voice, "Mister, although it was because of us that something went wrong with your item the day before yesterday, you still can't do this today!"
"Thuram, get rid of him for me! No matter who he is, anyone who offends the House of Pillon is a capital offense! " Braque could no longer hold back his anger. With his body trembling, he pointed at Han Shuo and ordered the bodyguards beside him to kill.
"Yes, Young Master!" Without another word, Thuram raised the longsword in his hand and leaped down from the third floor. Silver fighting aura overflowed from him, making him look extremely splendid and beautiful.
However, before Thuram could slash down with his sword, Han Shuo, who was all smiles as he raised his head and looked at Braque, blasted his fist upwards from the platform. A streak of red light flashed and collided with the silver fighting aura that was slashing down. A burst of concentrated sounds of metal clashing instantly erupted. Thuram and the longsword in his hand flew high up from the bombardment of the red light, shooting straight towards Braque's room on the third floor.
The speed at which Thuram was flying upwards was even faster than when he was descending. Just as Braque was about to be hit by Thuram, a figure suddenly appeared and hastily reached out to catch Thuram, lest Thuram hurt Braque.
The person who suddenly reached out to catch Thuram was naturally Sophie's father, Sulo. When the sacred knight caught Thuram, he discovered that several bones in Thuram's chest and abdomen were broken. An enormous force transmitted from Thuram's body, making him feel extremely uncomfortable!
Sulo's complexion abruptly changed. He thought to himself, Who is this person? How can he possess such frightening strength?
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