What's mine is mine!
Tang Wannian was well aware that Song Jinhu had a powerful master. The reason why he had spent so much money to hire Song Jinhu and treated him like a brother was largely because he wanted to build a relationship with Song Jinhu's master.
In the Alpha Universe, it was not the merchants who ruled the world but the soul cultivators and spiritualists. The status of merchants was rather tragic. Once a war broke out, these wealthy merchants would be the first to be exploited.
Some even called merchants a flock of sheep, fattening them up and slaughtering them when needed!
Therefore, any merchant with a bit of insight would spare no effort to build a relationship with the soul cultivators and serve them carefully, just so that these big shots could help them out in times of crisis.
The reason why Tang Wannian had spent so much money to buy October Flying Snow was for his only granddaughter, Tang Yingyue. The Tang family was powerful, but unfortunately, there were more men than women. Tang Yingyue was the only girl among the thirty or so grandchildren he had.
Thus, Miss Tang became the apple of the old man's eye, and he doted on her a lot. A recent incident made Tang Wannian very uneasy. Tang Yingyue had accidentally seen two soul cultivators fighting, and the powerful shockwave injured her soul!
Injuries to the soul were different from physical injuries. Unless a spiritualist helped, it would be very difficult to heal. Tang Yingnian did not know any spiritualists, so he could only go around collecting medicines like Lustrous White Dragonflies. Lustrous White Dragonflies were top-notch medicines for repairing the soul, but Tang Wannian did not know any top-notch apothecaries. Putting aside the money he spent, he still could not cure Tang Yingyue.
Just as Tang Wannian was at his wits' end, a soul tool appeared on the Tai family's exhibition, October Flying Snow!
Soul tools were not just weapons for soul hunters. Low-rank warriors could also use them to stabilize their souls. It was like a primer, and under the influence of the soul tool, warriors would have a much higher chance of opening their soul imprint than normal warriors.
However, because soul tools were rare and expensive, very few people would use them as accessories, aside from the descendants of large families.
Since even a warrior would benefit greatly from wearing a soul weapon, a normal lady like Tang Yingyue would benefit even more from it. That was why Tang Wannian did not hesitate to spend a large sum of money to buy October Flying Snow for his granddaughter.
After returning home, Tang Wannian immediately gave October Flying Snow to Tang Yingyue. The results were so good that even the Soul Hunter Song Jinhu was shocked! A few hours later, Miss Tang crawled out of bed, saying that she was hungry! In one breath, she had eaten the amount of food that she had eaten for a whole day!
Due to the injury, her pale face gradually became rosy, and she looked much more spirited.
When Old Man Tang and Song Jinhu saw this, they were shocked in their hearts. They were even more impressed by Xia Fei, who had sold them October Flying Snow.
As a matter of fact, when Xia Fei and Tai Ning got into an argument today, Tang Wannian insisted on speaking up for Xia Fei no matter what, not caring what Tai Ning thought at all. Meanwhile, Song Jinhu did not come to the Tai residence, staying in the young mistress's room to carefully observe October Flying Snow, even telling this bizarre matter to his master.
Song Jinhu's master could be considered an expert, but he had been shocked by October Flying Snow's powerful effects. He immediately asked Tang Yingyue to bring October Flying Snow to Song Jinhu's master. The old man wanted to personally see this miraculous soul item.
Tang Yingyue was a member of the Tang clan, after all, so Song Jinhu did not dare to take her away without permission. Thus, he hurriedly contacted Tang Wannian to see what Boss Tang thought.
Tang Wannian pondered for a moment before saying, "Alright. Since your esteemed master has spoken, I have no reason to refuse. I'll have to trouble Brother Song and Yingyue to make a trip. I'll immediately arrange for a warship to escort them, but this October Flying Snow is too important to Yingyue. Brother Song …"
Usually, Tang Wannian called Song Jinhu Old Song, but now he was addressing him as Brother Song. Song Jinhu naturally understood the meaning behind this and smiled. "Don't worry, Old Man Tang. My master is famous, and he won't care about a low-grade soul item. Besides, October Flying Snow is very important to the young mistress. My master will definitely understand this."
Only then did Tang Wannian relax. He arranged for his warship to immediately escort Miss Tang to meet Song Jinhu's master.
After dealing with this matter, Tang Wannian was very happy. Spending two million pearls to cure his granddaughter's illness was simply too worth it. If he could use this as an opportunity to build a relationship with Song Jinhu's famous master, he would have profited even more.
Smiling, Tang Wannian returned to the observatory, thinking that he had to please Xia Fei no matter what. Though Song Jinhu's master was a good person, this mysterious Xia Fei before him had given Tang Wannian endless fantasies.
…
"You're talking about using Peacock Blue to create a soul item?!" On the observatory, Yuan was shocked after hearing Xia Fei's explanation. "That's too ridiculous. I've never heard of an Immemorial Mystical Armament having such a function."
Xia Fei shrugged. "I never thought about it before. It's a method I came up with after reading the Feather Spirit Art. A soul item needs to absorb the essence of the universe in order to be formed. Last time, I accidentally fell into a crevice in an asteroid, and there was a faint spiritual energy there. That was why I buried October Flying Snow underground, letting it absorb this energy, and it actually became a soul item."
"But what does this have to do with Peacock Blue?" Yuan curiously asked.
Xia Fei answered, "Relying on a weapon like October Flying Snow to absorb spiritual energy isn't convenient. It's limited by the weapon's type and environment, but Peacock Blue is different. It's a spirit of life, and if you use Peacock Blue to wrap around a soul item, you'll be able to become one with the soul item, and the absorption rate and effect will be far better than normal methods."
Xia Fei's idea was very bold. Immemorial Mystical Armaments were alive, and if Peacock Blue could become one with the soul item, with Peacock Blue responsible for capturing spiritual energy and transferring it, it would be twice the result with half the effort, creating a better and more powerful soul item.
This idea was a little like a furnace, using Peacock Blue as a cauldron and placing the soul item in it to nourish it.
Yuan nodded as he thought about it. "This idea makes sense from a logical point of view. Why don't we quickly find a place in the universe with abundant spiritual energy and give it a try?"
Xia Fei chuckled. "It's not that easy. Not everything has the potential to become a soul item. October Flying Snow can do it, but Dragonscale Hectoslasher can't, because the materials used for Dragonscale Hectoslasher aren't right, and the weapon itself contains too much energy. Don't look at how many good things I have in my ring, but there are only two of them that can be used as embryos to create soul items. Other than October Flying Snow, there's only Furball's sonic weapon, Eight-Note Golden Falcon."
Yuan nodded, not really understanding. These weapons in the Law Realm were not made specifically for the purpose of becoming soul items, and it was already quite rare to find two suitable for creating soul items. After all, soul energy and law energy were two completely different systems, and if one wanted to obtain more soul items, they would need to search for raw materials in the Alpha Universe.
Regardless, Xia Fei's bold hypothesis still made Yuan very interested, and he muttered to himself, 'Using Peacock Blue as a furnace to create a soul item? Only Xia Fei could come up with this idea. I wonder how different the soul item would be? '
…
In the blink of an eye, it was already late at night. Xiang Beiyang, who had joined the gathering for the first time, gradually got into character, getting along very well with the big shots of the Red Dwarf Planet. Meanwhile, Xia Fei kept his head down, pondering about the problem of clerics and soul items, occasionally raising his head to look down the mountain.
Xia Fei's seemingly nonchalant choice of seat was actually very particular. From his position, he could see the hovercar at a glance, and he could even see En Ya sleeping soundly inside. Who asked Xia Fei to have an ocular ability?
Though Tai Ning had a stomach full of resentment, he did not do anything out of respect for Tang Wannian, and everything was fine.
Xiang Beiyang wanted to continue chatting, but the old men were all tired and needed to rest, so the gathering came to an end, and everyone went home.
Before they left, Tang Wannian took Xia Fei's hand and interrogated him about his schedule. After learning that Xia Fei would not be going anywhere in the near future, Tang Wannian heaved a sigh of relief. He asked Xia Fei to go to his house the next day, but Xia Fei refused, saying that he had something to do.
"Brother Xia has just taken in a sex slave. Old Tang, you have to empathize with the youngsters. They're hot-tempered." Someone teased.
Everyone had clearly seen what had happened today. Xia Fei had actually gotten into a fight with Tai Ning over a girl. Everyone thought that Xia Fei had taken a fancy to En Ya's beauty, so he would naturally go to bed when he got back. Who would have the time to bother with the old man Tang Wannian?
Tang Wannian chuckled and said, "If that's the case, then we'll do it another day. Tai, aren't you going to give the contract to Brother Xia?"
A contract was the proof of buying and selling a slave. Tai Ning's face was ashen as he unwillingly handed over a small piece of paper to Xia Fei.
In the end, Xia Fei tore it to shreds in his hands and tossed it into the air.
"Brother Xia, what are you doing?" Everyone was very surprised and hurriedly asked.
Xia Fei smiled, the corner of his lips curling up as he casually said, "What's mine is mine, regardless of whether there's a contract or not."
Everyone was stunned, turning to look at Xia Fei. This sentence was truly domineering!
…
Opening the car door, the sleeping En Ya was like an obedient bunny, her body tightly curled up, her two arms hugging her slender thighs.
Perhaps because she was really exhausted, En Ya did not realize that Xia Fei and Xiang Beiyang had already returned.
Not wanting to wake En Ya up, Xia Fei waved his hand and gently closed the door. He sat in the front seat with Xiang Beiyang, next to the driver, Old Wang. Fortunately, Xiang Beiyang had bought this luxury car for the sake of showing off, so the three of them did not feel cramped sitting side by side.
"Did you get Miss En Ya's contract?" Old Wang probed.
Xia Fei nodded. Only then did Lao Wang feel as if a heavy burden had been lifted from his shoulders. He softly said, "I'm relieved then. En Ya is truly pitiful. When you went to the banquet, En Ya told me that Tai Ning killed her entire family to obtain her …"
Xia Fei and Xiang Beiyang were both stunned. Xia Fei could not help but turn around to look at En Ya, a fierce look flashing across his eyes.
The car sped forward, plunging into the night.
From Tai Ning Manor to the city, they had to pass through a rather long stretch of no man's land. On both sides of the road were dense forests and hills.
Xia Fei's eyes were staring out the window, and all of a sudden, they saw Xia Fei open the window and let Cursed Blade Nirvana and Furball out. Nirvana and Furball quickly disappeared into the night, vanishing without a trace.
"Brother Xia, what are you doing?" Old Wang and Xiang Beiyang curiously asked.
Smiling, Xia Fei nonchalantly said, "Nothing. Continue driving forward."
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