A Chance Encounter with Ye Lingling and Dugu Yan!
Dongfang Yao's gaze swept over the pile of dusty ore, and she slowly stopped.
"What's wrong?" Ning Rongrong followed heragaze, and after a moment, her brows furrowed slightly. "Those stones..."
As someone with the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda Martial Soul, she was naturally sensitive to the aura of treasures.
Although she didn't even have level 20 Soul Power yet, the unique characteristics of her Martial Soul still gave her a vague guidance.
Dongfang Yao softly hummed in agreement.
She felt that the thing looked somewhat familiar because the "Twin Stars Spin" Soul Guidance Device she shared with Dongfang Jing contained the "Mysterious Heaven Treasure Record," which she had roughly flipped through when she was bored.
The description of a certain rare metal recorded in it was very similar to the description of a certain stone on the stall.
The two approached the stall, and now they could see it more clearly.
It was a piece of yellow crystal that looked to be of very poor quality, cloudy inside, and unremarkable.
But upon closer inspection, one could see a golden light shimmering deep within, only completely obscured by the impurities in the outer layer of crystal.
'Sure enough! This must be the plate crystal recorded in the Hundred Solutions to Hidden Weapons!'
And the gold inside is actually quite obvious, indicating extremely high purity!
It was treated as ordinary ore, thrown together with a pile of iron lumps?
'Hiss, I remember, my brother wrote in his letter...it seemed to be about making something...a car?'
'That would probably require rare metals, right?'
Suppressing her surprise, she feigned casualness, pointing to the plate crystal and asking the stall owner, 'Boss, how much is this?'
The stall owner, a middle-aged man with a small mustache, was lazily yawning.
He glanced at the 'broken crystal' Dongfang Yao pointed to, then quickly scanned the two girls' obviously expensive clothes, his eyes darting around slyly, and held up one finger: 'One gold soul coin!'
He had originally intended to overcharge, but seeing that the other party was a child, he was afraid that shouting too high would scare them away, so he first quoted what he thought was a good price.
"Okay, I'll buy it." Without saying a word, Dongfang Yao tossed over a gold soul coin, and at the same time, her small hand quickly scooped up the plate of crystal and stuffed it into her storage soul tool, all in one smooth motion.
"Huh?" The mustachioed shopkeeper caught the gold soul coin and was stunned for a moment.
This...so straightforward? He vaguely felt that something was wrong.
Just then, Ning Rongrong also made her move.
She pointed to another piece of pitch-black ore, the surface of which was still surrounded by cold air. The ore looked like a lump of iron dug out of frozen soil.
"Boss, what about this?"
The mustachioed shopkeeper's eyes darted around again, wondering if he had sold it too cheaply earlier. He immediately changed his tune: "This...five gold soul coins!"
"Alright! I'll take it!" Ning Rongrong readily agreed, then turned to Dongfang Yao with a sweet smile, "Yao'er, this is for you!"
"Thank you, Rongrong!" Dongfang Yao also cooperated by quickly taking the ore again.
The mustachioed shopkeeper looked at the five extra gold soul coins in his hand, adding to the previous one, for a total of six gold soul coins.
He had clearly made a profit, but looking at the two girls' decisive actions and calm expressions, he felt a void in his heart.
He felt...as if he had lost out?
He scratched his head, looking bewildered.
Just then,a slender figure walked up to the herb stall.
The person was dressed in black, with a black veil covering her face, and long, flowing blue hair cascading down her back.
Her exposed deep blue eyes were calm and unwavering, revealing no emotion.
It was Ye Lingling, who possessed the Nine-Hearted Begonia Martial Soul.
She looked at the mustachioed shopkeeper, her voice cool and indifferent: "Sir, I've come to collect the Dew-Gathering Grass I pre-ordered."
"Yes, yes, yes!" the shopkeeper quickly replied, taking a wooden box from under the table and opening it. Inside lay a pale blue herb, glistening with dew.
Ye Lingling's eyes brightened slightly, and she reached out to take it.
"Wait!"
A rude male voice suddenly interrupted.
The next second, Ye Lingling saw the box in the shopkeeper's hand change hands.
She turned her head, her gaze cold as she looked at the newcomer.
It was a young man dressed in fiery red, with dark circles under his eyes, a haggard face, and an appearance of excessive indulgence.
The young man in red examined the Dew-Gathering Grass in his hand, a satisfied look on his face. He casually tossed a bulging money pouch onto the stall, his tone arrogant: "I'll take this grass."
The mustachioed stall owner looked troubled, but dared not offend him, so he could only smile obsequiously.
Opening the pouch and seeing more than double Ye Lingling's deposit in Gold Soul Coins, he quickly accepted it, bowing and scraping: "Yes, yes, sir, please take care!" Ye
Lingling frowned slightly, her tone clearly displeased: "I reserved this first."
The stall owner, with a bitter face, lowered his voice and explained: "Miss, this is the offspring of the Fire Leopard Sect's Sect Master. I really can't afford to offend him."
The Fire Leopard Sect was one of the four lower sects, and its Sect Master, Fire Flame Leopard, was a Soul Douluo powerhouse.
Ye Lingling's eyes darkened, and she bit her lower lip tightly.
This was someone she and her family could not afford to offend.
Although the Ye family had some influence in Tiandou City, they couldn't compare to the Fire Leopard Sect, especially since this was the sect leader's son.
The arrogant young man in red, used to his domineering ways, assumed Ye Lingling was afraid when she remained silent and lowered her head, and his arrogance only intensified!
He smirked as he looked Ye Lingling up and down, her slender figure outlined in black, but his words were sharp: "Tsk, if you can't afford it, don't hogging the seat! Hiding like that, are you some kind of ugly monster?"
Ye Lingling, proud and aloof, didn't want to argue with such a person, nor did she want to pay more for the medicinal herbs.
She turned to leave, ignoring the foul language.
However,Ning Rongrong and Dongfang Yao, who had witnessed everything, couldn't stand it.
LNing Rongrong, in particular, was instantly filled with a surge of righteousness. She stepped forward, hands on her hips, and shouted at the young man, "Fire Leopard Sect? So what? Forcing people to buy and sell? You dare call yourself a Soul Master? Why don't you stay in your Martial Soul City and come to our Heaven Dou City to cause trouble!" The young man's anger flared up immediately. He glared at Ning Rongrong, "Who the hell are you, you brat? Daring tobmeddle in my business!"
"Watch your mouth! Who I am is none of your business! Now, immediately, return the herbs to this lady, and then get lost!"
Ning Rongrong retorted without backing down.
"You're fucking courting death!" the young man roared, stomping his foot. Three Soul Rings—yellow, yellow, and purple—instantly rose from his feet, radiating the aura of a Soul Venerable.
At the same time, several figures flashed out, instantly blocking Ning Rongrong and Dongfang Yao.
Their eyes were coldly fixed on the red-clad young man; the Soul Power emanating from him was clearly at the Soul Emperor level, and the leader was even a Soul Saint!
A powerful, almost tangible pressure bearing down on the young man.
His face paled instantly, and cold sweat poured down his back.
When he saw the dazzling Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda emblem on the chests of these people, his pupils contracted sharply.
'Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect! Damn it, I've kicked a hornet's nest!'
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