174: Chapter 174 An Extremely Vicious Life-Stealing Evil Array!

Su Yun looked at the data on the panel.

He almost couldn't hold it in and cursed out loud on the spot.

Forty or fifty points of Sin Value!

This Ma Tengfei is simply a super demon wearing human skin!

The terrible things this old bastard has done—shooting him a hundred times wouldn't be enough.

Su Yun continued to look down, his gaze stopping at the Fortune column.

Lifespan less than three days?

Multiple organ failure and sudden death?

Su Yun rubbed his chin.

Something about this isn't right.

Ma Tengfei was standing on the stage right now; although his complexion was a bit pale, his voice was full of vigor, and he looked to be in quite good spirits.

He didn't look at all like someone who was going to die in three days.

Moreover.

Su Yun's right hand was tucked into his pocket.

That incomplete bagua compass was burning hot through his clothes right now.

The chilly yin energy inside the compass had already crept along Su Yun's fingers and into his meridians.

There was definitely something strange about this place.

Su Yun took a deep breath and injected all of the small amount of spiritual energy he had cultivated from the Tai Xuan Qi Induction Mantra into the compass.

The compass needle spun wildly.

The vision before Su Yun began to change.

He activated the compass's Dragon Seeking and Acupoint Pointing function.

The originally Jinbi Huihuang banquet hall transformed into a different scene in Su Yun's eyes.

Beneath the hall, there were dense, blood-red array patterns laid out!

These array patterns were like blood vessels, crisscrossing and covering all fifty round tables in the entire hall.

Underneath every table was an extremely complex talisman node.

Su Yun followed the direction of these blood-colored vessels.

All the energy veins converged in one place.

That was directly beneath the main stage where Ma Tengfei was standing!

There was a huge, blood-red vortex slowly rotating, emitting a nauseating aura of death.

Su Yun quickly went through the Low-level Talisman Production Method and his knowledge of metaphysics in his mind.

This wasn't some feng shui formation at all.

This was an extremely vicious Life-Stealing Evil Array!

On stage, Ma Tengfei's speech continued.

"I, Ma Tengfei, am only where I am today thanks to the support of all my friends."

Ma Tengfei was all smiles as he raised the teacup in his hand.

"Let's drink until we drop today."

"Let us all gather sand into a tower and boost Jiangcheng's economy together."

"I also want to borrow a little bit of luck from everyone so that our Tengfei Group can double its performance next year!"

These words sounded like ordinary polite conversation.

But after hearing them, Su Yun sneered out loud.

Gather sand into a tower?

Borrow a little luck?

This old bastard wants to drain the lifespan and luck of everyone present to extend his own life!

Fifty tables, hundreds of Jiangcheng's top business tycoons and socialites.

These people were either rich or noble, and their own luck was much stronger than that of ordinary people.

If their luck were truly drained by this evil array, within three months, everyone present would be ruined and die suddenly!

To save his own life, Ma Tengfei actually wanted to drag half of Jiangcheng's business elite to the grave with him.

He was truly vicious to the extreme.

Su Yun pulled his hand out of his pocket.

He curled his index finger and tapped the mahogany tabletop three times, neither too lightly nor too heavily.

The three tapping sounds were not noticeable in the noisy hall.

But Zhao Donghai and Zhao Xiaoman, sitting on either side, immediately turned to look at him.

Su Yun didn't turn his head.

He lowered his voice, speaking at a volume only the three of them could hear.

"Don't touch a single drop of the wine on the table."

"And don't eat anything either."

Zhao Donghai was stunned for a moment.

He was a dignified mayor, after all; what storms hadn't he seen?

But upon hearing Su Yun's words, he immediately realized the gravity of the situation.

Without any nonsense, Zhao Donghai directly pushed the wine glass in front of him a little further away.

Zhao Xiaoman was even more decisive.

She not only pushed the wine glass away but also casually moved all of the tableware in front of Su Yun to the side.

The father and daughter had absolute trust in Su Yun's judgment.

If Mr. Su said not to drink it, then it was definitely poisonous!

Just at this moment.

From the shadows on the side of the stage, a very faint sound of footsteps came.

An old man wearing a tattered grey cloth Taoist robe walked slowly out from behind the curtain.

The old man looked to be seventy or eighty years old, with a face full of wrinkles and so thin he was just skin and bones.

But he was holding a mahogany tray in his hands.

The tray was covered with a red cloth, bulging, and it was unclear what was inside.

The old man walked very slowly, but with every step he took, the bagua compass in Su Yun's pocket jumped violently.

That chilling, bone-piercing aura of death was emanating from this old man.

Su Yun narrowed his eyes, staring fixedly at the old man in the Taoist robe.

It seemed the main event of the night was about to begin.

...

The old man in the grey cloth Taoist robe walked to the display stand in the center of the stage.

His withered claws steadily held the tray covered with the red cloth.

The old man said nothing as he gently placed the tray onto the velvet-covered display stand.

After completing this action, he turned around directly and slowly walked back into the shadows at the edge of the stage.

His whole person seemed to melt into the darkness, and not even the sound of his breathing could be heard.

An auctioneer wearing a tuxedo walked onto the stage, all smiles.

He held a delicate little wooden gavel in his hand.

"Distinguished guests, sorry to have kept you waiting!" The auctioneer bowed deeply to the audience.

"Our charity auction for tonight now officially begins!"

"Chairman Ma just said that all proceeds from tonight's auction will be used for the construction of Hope Primary Schools."

"Everyone can bid on treasures they admire while doing a good deed; it is truly the best of both worlds!"

There was another round of supportive applause from the audience.

The auctioneer walked to the display stand and snatched the red cloth off the mahogany tray.

The lights shone onto the tray.

Inside sat a blue and white porcelain vase about half a meter tall.

The surface of the vase had a warm, lustrous sheen, and the lotus vine patterns on it were painted quite exquisitely.

"The first auction item: a blue and white lotus vine pattern plum vase from the Xuande period of the Ming Dynasty!"

"This treasure is Chairman Ma's private collection, authenticated by multiple experts; it is absolutely genuine."

"The starting price is one million! Each bid increment must not be less than one hundred thousand. The auction begins now!"

As soon as the auctioneer finished speaking, someone in the audience immediately raised their number paddle.

"One million one hundred thousand!"

Fatty Liu, who had been scared out of his wits earlier, was the first to shout out.

He was in urgent need of gaining some favor with Ma Tengfei right now to regain the face he had lost earlier.

"One million three hundred thousand!" Another wealthy businessman in the building materials business followed closely, raising his paddle.

"One million five hundred thousand!"

The price kept going up.

This group of wealthy businessmen didn't care at all how much the vase was actually worth.

What they were buying was Ma Tengfei's face.

Su Yun leaned back in his chair, watching this group of people frantically raising their paddles.

He didn't even look at the blue and white porcelain properly.

His attention right now was entirely on the old man in the Taoist robe in the corner.

The old man stood in the shadows, head bowed, motionless.

But the bagua compass in Su Yun's pocket kept continuously emitting a chilly, yin energy.

This old man was definitely an expert who understood evil arts.

Moreover, Su Yun could feel that the Life-Stealing Evil Array beneath the hall was starting to operate bit by bit.

Those blood-red array patterns were slowly absorbing the luck from the wealthy businessmen present.

These people were still arguing until they were red in the face over a broken bottle, completely unaware that their lifespans were being secretly drained away.

"Three million!"

A pot-bellied real estate boss raised his paddle and shouted.

This price had already far exceeded the market value of that blue and white porcelain.

The auctioneer was flushed with excitement.

"Three million, going once!"

"Three million, going twice!"

"Three million, sold!"

The wooden gavel struck heavily.

"Congratulations to President Wang for winning this Ming Dynasty blue and white porcelain! And thank you, President Wang, for your contribution to charity!"