Xia Fei suddenly stopped and stared at a rather fancy flute to his left.
This flute was divided into three sections, and each section had a different color: red, white, and blue.
To be honest, this flute didn't look like a soul armament at all. It looked more like something a street performer would use to impress the crowd. If the soul armaments didn't have such a strong aura, then this flute was even weaker. It was easy to overlook it.
Beside him, Tong Jinliang was also wearing the virtual reality helmet and wandering around with Xia Fei. Seeing that Xia Fei was interested in this soul tool, Tong Jinliang hurried over to take a look.
"Sound-type soul tool? Why? Have you taken a fancy to this? "Tong Jinliang curiously asked.
Among the many types of soul tools, sound-type soul tools were one of the more special ones. Low-grade sound-type soul tools did not have much combat value because the most difficult part of sound-type soul tools was positioning.
Sound traveled in all directions, and it was already of a low grade. Furthermore, it was scattered across a large area, so its destructive power was rather limited.
Normally, sound-type soul tools would only become lethal weapons when they reached rank 6 and had the ability to pinpoint a target. At this rank, the soul sound could dance wildly under the control of a warrior, and it could be used to kill and attack a large area. It was a powerful existence that was hard to come by. Meanwhile, sound-type soul tools below rank 6 were simply toys for big kids, and they were more like scaring people.
The flute that Xia Fei had taken a fancy to was called Nocturne. It was a rather imposing name, but unfortunately, Nocturne was not even rank 1. It was probably the work of a new spiritual master, and saying that it was rank 0.5 was purely an exaggeration.
Xia Fei shrugged and said indifferently, "The color scheme of this flute is quite nice. Red, white, and blue intersecting. It looks very refreshing."
* Pfft *
Tong Jinliang nearly choked. He looked at Xia Fei suspiciously. Even the color scheme could be a reason for Xia Fei to choose a soul tool. Tong Jinliang was very suspicious of whether Xia Fei was the disciple of a spiritual master.
After a short pause, Xia Fei turned around and continued walking as if the sound-type soul tool, Nocturne, was really just a small interlude. Xia Fei did not think too much about it.
However, this was all for Tong Jinliang to see. In fact, his heart was already in turmoil.
"What's so special about this flute?" Radix curiously asked.
Having been by Xia Fei's side for so long, Radix understood Xia Fei's personality very well. It was not just empty words. The more Xia Fei cared about something, the more he would try to cover it up.
"His temperament is very different."
"Temperament?" Fuchen was slightly startled and asked.
"That's right, this flute gives me the feeling of a big-tailed wolf. Disguised as a little white bunny, I can faintly feel something beneath my harmless appearance, "Xia Fei said seriously.
Yuan thought for a moment, and then suddenly realized, "Hmm, I believe you. Because you are a wolf with a big tail, you always pretend to be weak, so you have a far better understanding of other people's disguises. "
That did not sound like a compliment, but Xia Fei was not in the mood to care about that.
Xia Fei had sharp observation skills and powerful reverse psychology. Among the tens of thousands of soul tools, there was not a single one that was as weak as Nocturne, which had instead become a flaw.
Just like taking an exam, no matter how good one's studies were, getting full marks was always very difficult. On the contrary, those who scored zero points were also gods! With so many multiple-choice questions, even if he guessed all of them, he should be able to guess one or two correctly, right?
Using reverse logic to think about it, there were only two kinds of people who could make a soul armament so weak. A true idiot and a true master!
The one who discovered this secret was Xia Fei. He was no longer in the mood to continue strolling around. The soul tools in this junkyard were truly too trashy, and after walking around for a while, Xia Fei felt a little disgusted.
After randomly choosing seven soul tools, Xia Fei exited the virtual system. Of course, that Nocturne was also among them, but Xia Fei's acting was quite good. He lingered around the other six soul tools for a longer time. Tong Jinliang would never have guessed that Xia Fei was actually most interested in the tri-colored Soul Flute.
After completing the handover procedures at the front desk, Xia Fei received a box containing a soul tool. The staff clearly knew that all the soul tools here were trash, so he tossed it to Xia Fei without even taking a look. On the other hand, Tong Jinliang stole a few glances, but it was not hard to tell from his expression that he was rather disappointed with Xia Fei's choice.
'If it were me, I probably wouldn't be able to pick out anything better. After all, there's nothing good here.' Tong Jinliang thought to himself.
After blinking a few times, Tong Jinliang said, "Seven soul tools is a little too little. I also have some points from the Spiritual Master Union, so why don't I give some to you? You can choose a few more from the system and bring them back with you when you get a total of twenty. That way, you'll have some face."
Tong Jinliang was clearly feeling the pinch when he said this. Who did not know that points from the Spiritual Master Union were precious? Tong Jinliang was not a spiritual master, so he would have to beg for these points.
However, Tong Jinliang felt that it was worth it to be able to exchange these points for Xia Fei's favorable impression.
Xia Fei never had the habit of rejecting gifts, so he agreed with a smile. Thus, Tong Jinliang transferred two hundred points from his card to Xia Fei's temporary ID card.
"According to the rules, you can stay here until nightfall. You still have plenty of time. Aside from exchanging for soul tools, you can also look up some basic information from the Spiritual Master Union. Since you're here, don't be in a hurry to leave. Take a look around." Tong Jinliang earnestly said.
With that said, Tong Jinliang excused himself by saying that he had something to do and went somewhere else.
Xia Fei weighed the card in his hand and looked around. The others were still busy picking out the things they wanted. This was how people were. When faced with too many choices, they would often be at a loss. The tens of thousands of soul tools had broadened the horizons of these people, and none of them had any intention of leaving.
After some thought, Xia Fei pretended as if nothing had happened and went to the pantry to brew a cup of tea for himself. He then opened the box and took out the sound-type soul tool, Nocturne, to take a closer look.
"How is it?" Radix hurriedly asked.
"Just as I expected, there's an inexplicable pressure when I hold the real thing in my hand. It's as if something is deliberately controlling the aura the soul tool emits. This isn't the place; I'll have to study it properly when I get back. Also, these strange patterns aren't displayed in the virtual system at all." Xia Fei looked at it for a few minutes before putting away Nocturne.
Aside from the three colors on the flute, each color also had a subtle pattern, which Xia Fei had to observe very carefully to discover. In any case, Xia Fei was getting more and more interested in this flute. It was just that different from the others.
He walked into the bathroom, where there was a half-open window. Xia Fei observed his surroundings and realized that there weren't any surveillance devices, so he sneaked out like a ghost.
"Let's go. We'll go to the place Fuchen mentioned and help him retrieve the item." Xia Fei whispered to Radix.
…
Speed, agility, and Breath Control were all Xia Fei's foundation. Very soon, he blended into the interior of the Cleric Union. He followed the path Fuchen had prepared and arrived at a very strange tower.
The tower was seven stories tall, and it was no different from the dozen or so towers around it. In fact, all the buildings in the Cleric Union were very simple and low-key, and the luxury could only be felt from the inside.
"What is this place? Why are there so many identical towers around here? " Radix curiously asked, "I remember Radix saying that any place that isn't marked is private property. These towers are probably where the Clerics secretly cultivate."
Xia Fei knitted his brows and inserted the Golden Sunflower Card that Fuchen had given him into the card reader at the door.
* Click *
The green light lit up, but the main door didn't open. Instead, a small black door opened at the side!
Xia Fei was slightly taken aback. This was too strange. It was clearly the card reader that opened the main door. Yet, it was actually the side door that was opened? What kind of logic is this//the fastest text update without pop-up windows and advertisements//?
There was also a card reader on the side door. Could it be that inserting it into the side door would open the main door?
After some thought, Xia Fei braced himself and walked through the side door. These towers were too strange. It was like a spring breeze outside, feeling very comfortable, but the moment one walked in, it was filled with a bone-piercing chill. This feeling was not because of the low temperature. With Xia Fei's cultivation, he would not have any problems even if he took a cold shower in a world of ice and snow. What truly made one's hair stand on end was the silence and darkness.
There was no sound at all. After walking into the tower, it was as if he had entered another world. Time, space. All of them were blocked.
* Click *
The moment Xia Fei entered the tower, that door suddenly closed. The sound echoed in the empty tower, making him feel very uncomfortable.
"Ocular Techniques!"
He lightly wiped his eyes. It was too dark inside, so Xia Fei had no choice but to use his ocular techniques to observe.
In front of him was a winding corridor that led upward. There were no stairs, no lights, no doors, nothing at all.
Xia Fei was in no hurry. He walked along the corridor, and according to his calculations, Xia Fei should have reached the seventh floor by now. Another door appeared in front of him, and the path ended here.
This door was very different from the ones outside. The golden sunflower symbol was exactly the same as the one on the card in Xia Fei's hand, except that this golden sunflower had an extra arm and body. It was like a person with a sunflower-like head.
"Just what is this thing? It's neither human nor ghost, "Radix softly grumbled.
Xia Fei shook his head, indicating that he also could not understand this strange humanoid creature. A combination of a human and a plant? What kind of logic was this?
* Whoosh ~ *
Xia Fei inserted the pass card into the card reader, and the door suddenly moved!
The strange sunflower carved on the door suddenly bloomed! This was a horrifying sight, for the sunflower grew on a person's head. A person's head suddenly bloomed like a flower. Who could stand it!
"Ahhh!" Radix screamed, his face pale.
Xia Fei looked at him suspiciously, and Radix could only awkwardly scratch his head. He was a Great Soul Hunter when he was alive, and he was an immortal soul after he died. For a warrior like him to be scared by a door was really a little unreasonable.
"Why isn't the door open?" Radix hurriedly asked, drawing Xia Fei's attention.
Xia Fei was also puzzled. When that sunflower person's head opened, there was a narrow hole, just like someone's chimney. At most, a mouse or an arm could pass through.
An arm?
With that in mind, Xia Fei was confused for a few seconds. He reached his right hand in, his fingers probing forward. It felt like he was sticking his hand into a wet sewer. Who knew if there were rats biting him down there? Every second, Xia Fei had the thought of pulling his arm back.
All of a sudden!
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