"What do you think of these soul tools, Uncle Ning?" Lu Yuan smiled and asked as he watched Ning Fengzhi look at the soul tool gun in his hand.
"Not bad. I feel that this soul tool gun is much more powerful than a soul pistol." Ning Fengzhi sighed in admiration.
"That's only natural. Soul pistols can only fire one shot at a time, but this Soul Rapid-Fire Gun is different. As long as it's loaded with pre-made Soul Bullets, it'll be able to fire dozens or even hundreds of shots in a short period of time. Its power will definitely be much stronger."
"Although it will burn a little money, I think Uncle Ning doesn't lack money the most." Lu Yuan chuckled softly.
Ning Fengzhi couldn't help but laugh when he heard this. Just as Lu Yuan had said, the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect didn't lack money. What they lacked was their own fighting strength. If they could increase their fighting strength, what was a little bit of money?
It was just a drizzle.
Who asked the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect to be so inhumane?
Ning Fengzhi was a little reluctant as he put down his spear. After that, he picked up a soul lightsaber. This soul lightsaber was a Class 4 soul tool, but it was quite powerful. Furthermore, the length of the lightsaber could be adjusted at will. For soul masters from the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect, it was a pretty good close-combat weapon.
Ning Fengzhi was looking at all kinds of soul tools, while Lu Yuan was looking around in boredom. Suddenly, Lu Yuan's gaze froze. Ning Rongrong's unhappy little face entered his vision.
Lu Yuan frowned slightly and walked towards Ning Rongrong.
"Rongrong, what's wrong? Why are you frowning? Are you unhappy?" Ning Rongrong was still confused when a gentle voice entered her ears.
Ning Rongrong lifted her head to look. It was Lu Yuan. She didn't know when he had walked to her side.
"Lu Yuan, I didn't know that the empire's nobles were so despicable. I've always been proud of my identity as a noble. I thought that the Martial Soul Palace hunted geniuses and committed all kinds of evil. I didn't expect them to be the same. I feel like my understanding of the world has collapsed."
"This isn't how I imagined nobles to be. In my imagination, nobles should be elegant and graceful. They shouldn't only exploit commoners and destroy their families."
Ning Rongrong couldn't help but speak her mind as she faced Lu Yuan.
"Sigh, silly girl, I was wondering what you were thinking about." After hearing Ning Rongrong's words, Lu Yuan couldn't help but shake his head. Although she has the nickname of the Little Demoness, she's still very innocent.
It seems like she's been protected too well by Ning Fengzhi since she was young. She doesn't understand the viciousness of the human heart at all.
Lu Yuan reached out and rubbed Ning Rongrong's head. He sighed and said, "Whether it's the two empires or the Martial Soul Palace, apart from a few exceptions, the nobles are basically the same. Nobles and commoners are two different classes. For thousands of years, it's normal for nobles to exploit commoners."
"You can't change this. What others do is their business. You don't have to be proud of your identity as a noble, nor do you have to be ashamed of your identity as a commoner. The most important thing is to be yourself."
"There are scum among nobles, and heroes among commoners. What other nobles do has nothing to do with you, Ning Rongrong. As long as you're dignified, graceful, and kind, it's enough. Why think so much?"
"Yeah, I just have to be myself. Why do I have to worry about these things?" After hearing Lu Yuan's words, Ning Rongrong's eyes lit up and emitted a resplendent radiance.
"Lu Yuan, thank you!" Ning Rongrong grabbed Lu Yuan's hand that was rubbing her head and put it on her face. She said softly.
"No need to thank me. After all, we're friends now, aren't we?" Lu Yuan said with a smile.
"Just friends?" Ning Rongrong raised her head and stared at Lu Yuan with a pair of ice-blue eyes.
"About that, ahem." Lu Yuan coughed and pulled his hand out of Ning Rongrong's grasp. He said, "Uncle Ning seems to have seen enough. Let's go over and take a look."
After saying that, he moved his feet and walked over to Ning Fengzhi.
"Damn it, why don't you respond to me directly!" Seeing that Lu Yuan was once again pretending to be deaf and mute and avoiding the topic, Ning Rongrong couldn't help but stomp her feet. She was a little angry and pouted. Why was it so difficult for her to chase after Lu Yuan?
However, even though she was angry, Ning Rongrong still walked towards Lu Yuan and the others after stomping her feet.
It couldn't be helped. Lu Yuan had been avoiding talking about his feelings for her, but she still couldn't let go of Lu Yuan. This was because Lu Yuan was simply too fragrant. She just couldn't stop herself from lusting after Lu Yuan.
She, Ning Rongrong, couldn't bear to let go of such an outstanding man.
.....
"Uncle Ning, here you are!" Lu Yuan passed three white soul tool rings to Ning Fengzhi. There were all kinds of soul tools inside.
"Okay!" Ning Fengzhi took the three soul tool rings and carefully placed them in his pocket. He had no choice. These were the treasures of the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect. If one of them was lost, it would be a huge loss for the sect.
One ring was worth tens of millions of gold soul coins.
Although the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect was rich and inhumane, it was still a little painful to throw away tens of millions of gold soul coins. After all, no one's money came from the wind.
"Uncle Ning, let's go out first. I'll show you around. You can have lunch at my place today." Lu Yuan smiled.
"Of course, I don't dare to invite you. Since Obuchi has invited us, Uncle Ning won't stand on ceremony. I also want to see how the food in the Dragon King Palace is like!" Ning Fengzhi said with a smile.
"Haha, I don't think it will disappoint Uncle Ning." Lu Yuan chuckled and said.
Lu Yuan and the others began to stroll around the Dragon King Palace with Ning Fengzhi and the others.
As they walked, they came to an empty square. On this square, there were many people fighting in pairs.
"Where is this?" Ning Fengzhi asked curiously.
"This is the Dragon King Palace's Martial Arts Practice Field. There are disciples fighting each other here every day to accumulate combat experience. After all, a soul master's rank is important, but the most important thing is their combat ability. This is a place specially for them to train their combat ability." Lu Yuan said softly.
"Oh!" Hearing this, Ning Fengzhi couldn't help but nod his head. He looked at the soul masters fighting in the field.
A faint smile appeared on Lu Yuan's face upon seeing this, and he turned his gaze toward the Sword Douluo, upon which a thought suddenly occurred to him.
He looked at the Sword Douluo and laughed softly. "Senior Sword, why don't we have a match here?"
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