I Was Just Selling a Fake Antique, So How Did I Become a Big Shot?

Chen Ye took over the family antique shop, Boguzhai, but just as it was on the verge of bankruptcy, a mysterious black fragment cut him. His right hand unexpectedly awakened the ability to appraise treasures, allowing him to see the “aura of time” surrounding objects. He had hoped to get rich by using his “human lie detector” to snap up undervalued antiques, but then he discovered that the aura could be “borrowed” too. Borrow the dazzling glow of Tang Sancai pottery, and punch straight through a load-bearing wall; Borrow the weighty golden aura of a bronze cauldron, and withstand a runaway truck; Borrow the keen blue radiance of an unknown ancient sword, and slice through diamonds like tofu... Chen Ye was stunned. “I just want to be a quiet rich man. I never wanted to be an urban superhero!” Worse still, he discovered that the black fragment that had cut him was constantly “devouring” the auras he borrowed, as if it were nurturing something... Then one day, a group of impeccably dressed people with inscrutable auras came to his shop. They bowed in unison before the fragment on his counter. “Welcome back, ‘Devourer.’ Take your place once more!”