7 Overshadowed by Sinister Aura

"There is one wisp of murderous aura, one wisp of ghostly aura, two wisps of sinister aura, one wisp of baleful aura, and four wisps of murderous aura for a total of five wisps of murderous aura…"

At first, Chen Shaojun was a little relaxed.

After yesterday's experiment, he could roughly determine that a small amount of malevolent ghost aura was not much of a threat to most apprentice pawnbrokers.

With the Divine Vision technique, it was easy to dispel it.

However, he soon realized that some of the 'raw materials' contained a lot of malevolent aura.

"One porcelain bottle has seven wisps of sinister aura."

"One hairpin has nine wisps of baleful aura."

"One fan has ten wisps of baleful aura."

Chen Shaojun looked uncertain.

The dangers contained within these raw materials were definitely not minor.

One had to know that he had only seen at most seven wisps from the Eye of the Goshawk that he had previously appraised.

Another thing worth mentioning was that the value of the appraised treasures had nothing to do with the amount of malevolent ghost aura on them.

In other words, even if it was a worthless object, there was a possibility that it was filled with a dense amount of malevolent ghost aura.

This was also the reason why the Eye of the Goshawk had seven wisps of killing intent, but only contained four wisps of medicinal power and spiritual energy.

Suddenly…

Chen Shaojun's expression changed.

His gaze was fixed on a tray held in the hands of a servant who was standing at the side.

There were also a few raw materials that needed to be appraised on the tray.

However, his gaze only fell on one of the jade ruyi1.

The sinister aura covered the top of the jade ruyi. Furthermore, it was so dense that it turned black.

Furthermore, he could vaguely see that within the dense sinister aura, there was a ghastly pale face howling.

"There's a ghost attached to this jade ruyi!"

Chen Shaojun's face turned pale and his hair stood on end. He instinctively took a step back.

He already knew that there were ghosts in this world.

However, facing such an existence head-on still gave him goosebumps.

"Brother Chen, what's wrong?"

At this moment, it was Zhao Hu's turn. He was about to take a fan from Shen Lang when he saw the situation and quickly stopped Chen Shaojun.

"I'm— I'm fine…"

Chen Shaojun shook his head and did not reveal his discovery.

This was because he knew that no one would believe him even if he told them.

He also didn't want to reveal his secret, the Spiritual Eye technique.

"Alright, Chen Shaojun, this is what you need to appraise."

Shen Lang glanced at Chen Shaojun and a look of disdain appeared on his face. Then, he handed over a bamboo flute.

The baleful aura contained within this bamboo flute was extremely weak. It was one of the few treasures that didn't contain a single strand of spiritual energy.

"Thank you, Mr. Shen."

Chen Shaojun thanked him. Then, he looked at the fan in Zhao Hu's hand. He realized that the fan in Zhao Hu's hand was the one that contained ten strands of baleful aura.

He thought about the strength of Zhao Hu's blood and qi. He knew that it was absolutely impossible for Zhao Hu to withstand the impact of the surging baleful aura from the treasure. Furthermore, he also knew that the more precious an appraised treasure was, the higher the reward would be.

Therefore, he hesitated for a moment before finally saying, "Zhao Hu, let's exchange the items we're going to appraise."

"Well, okay."

Zhao Hu hesitated slightly before agreeing.

He didn't suspect anything. After all, before the appraisal, no one knew how dangerous the treasure they were about to appraise contained.

There was not a single person in the entire capital who had mastered the Spiritual Eye technique like Chen Shaojun.

Then, the two of them exchanged treasures and went to their respective appraisal rooms.

Chen Shaojun went to Appraisal Room No. 7 as usual and opened the fan.

A vivid landscape painting appeared on the paper fan. There was also a line of poetry beside it, as though it was a farewell poem for a friend.

Although Chen Shaojun did not understand calligraphy, he could tell that the creator of the the artwork and calligraphy on the fan had some foundation.

Chen Shaojun placed the fan on the table, lit a candle, and burned some bamboo incense before closing his eyes to rest.

Previously, when he used the Spiritual Eye technique, it was quite taxing on his spirit.

He could use this time to take a break.

An hour later, Chen Shaojun opened his eyes.

The candle had been extinguished long ago, but there was still a short segment left. As for the three bamboo incense sticks, one of them had been burnt out, while the other two were left with a long and short segment.

"As expected, the baneful aura is rather strong. It can already affect the surroundings.

"If I hold this fan for a long period of time, I will be affected by the baleful aura within it. In less severe cases, I will easily be agitated and explode with rage. In serious cases, I will be plagued by illnesses and fall seriously ill."

Chen Shaojun was not surprised by this result.

By using the Spiritual Eye technique, he had already determined the amount of baleful aura contained within the fan.

At that moment, he was lighting candles and burning incense just to verify this result.

He calmed down and focused.

He successfully cast the Divine Vision technique.

It contained the power of Chen Shaojun's spirit and will as it charged into the fan.

At the same time, the baleful aura attached to the fan was also triggered, turning into a torrential wave of baleful aura that rapidly poured over.

Sizzle…

The two were like mortal enemies, canceling each other out and destroying each other.

One breath, two breaths, three breaths…

Chen Shaojun's qi and blood surged continuously as it transformed into spiritual power.

After taking ten breaths, he suddenly felt his thoughts clearing up.

The baleful aura that was originally attached to the fan had already been completely obliterated by him.

However, his face was also slightly pale. He had consumed a lot of energy.

"Ten wisps of baleful aura is still a little difficult to deal with.

"It's only because of the nourishment from the Essence Augmenting Pill that my essence, energy, and spirit have been greatly enhanced. Otherwise, I definitely wouldn't be able to withstand it. I would be infused with the baleful aura and end up like Zhang Wang."

Chen Shaojun took a deep breath. He felt that he had been too rash this time.

Even if he was prepared, he should not take the risk.

However, at the same time, he also knew that with the strength of the baleful aura within the fan, Zhao Hu, whose blood and qi were both weak, would definitely not be able to withstand it.

Once Zhao Hu started to appraise it, his spirit and will would probably be dispersed in an instant. Then, the baleful aura would enter his body and cause irreparable damage.

After all, they had known each other for a long time. Furthermore, Zhao Hu was one of the few friends he had in the pawnshop. As long as it was within his capabilities, he would naturally not leave Zhao Hu in the lurch.

Not to mention…

It was not like he had gained nothing.

After all, the baleful aura was obliterated.

The Psychic Treasure Mirror took advantage of this opportunity to rush out. Then, the shape of the fan was reflected on the Psychic Treasure Mirror.

At the same time, various images of the fan appeared in Chen Shaojun's mind.

Before the fan was made, it was actually relatively ordinary. The material was not considered superior, but the person who drew the calligraphy and artwork on the fan was not ordinary. He was the talented calligrapher, Xu Chenchang. Hence, the fan contained a talent aura.

At a poetry meet, Xu Chenchang learned that his friend Zhao Quan was going on a long journey. Hence, he wrote a poem and gave it to Zhao Quan.

This was also the reason why the fan was created.

However, this was not important.

Most importantly, Chen Shaojun found a man with a scar on his face in the fan. The man had killed Zhao Quan with a single slash of his sword. Zhao Quan's blood had splattered onto the fan.

After that, government officials appeared and sealed the fan before isolating it in the government office.

What kind of place was the government office?

It was the place with the densest fiendish aura.

The fan contained talent aura and was contaminated by blood. After a year of contamination by the fiendish aura in the government office, the talent aura was sealed and naturally turned into a baleful aura.