A month passed.
The martial law in Heaven Dou City was gradually lifted as time went by.
People who had been confined to their homes for a long time went out to relax, and the wide streets regained their former liveliness and prosperity.
Outside the outer city of Heaven Dou City, on a certain street.
Oscar walked with his hands in his pockets. His handsome face and charming peach blossom eyes attracted the admiring gazes of countless young girls on the street.
"Sigh." Oscar pretended to sigh deeply. His slightly melancholic expression made the admiration in the girls' eyes intensify.
Seeing this, he secretly felt pleased:
"My face attracts so many girls. It seems being too handsome is also a sin!"
"I specifically shaved my beard before going out today. It was the right decision. Although it's a bit troublesome, it's worth it for the 100% return rate from these girls."
Oscar was going out today to buy something: a rice paddle for cooking.
As a genius food-type Martial Soul with Innate Full Soul Power, Oscar had a luxurious private kitchen at Shrek Academy as his exclusive Mimic Cultivation Ground. (After Yu Xiaogang left, Liu Erlong gave Blue Tyrant Academy to Flender, and the academy was renamed Shrek.)
Not long ago, the wooden handle of the rice paddle in the kitchen broke, and a new one was needed.
After Oscar reported this to Flender, the stingy and miserly Flender told him that he was already an independent student and should learn to solve these problems himself, rather than troubling the academy.
To put it bluntly, Flender meant that the academy would not help him get a new rice paddle, and Oscar had to buy one himself.
A rice paddle didn't cost much, which gave Oscar a deeper understanding of Flender's wonderful qualities like stinginess, miserliness, and parsimony.
At the same time, Oscar missed the days when Liu Erlong was the dean even more.
Thinking of this, Oscar couldn't help but complain in his heart:
"If Aunt Erlong were still the dean, this little matter of replacing a rice paddle wouldn't require this great genius to go out and buy it himself."
"Since Dean Flender took office, he's been hoarding all the money and refusing to spend it. He's reluctant to spend anywhere, causing the academy's operating funds to decrease more and more."
When the rice paddle broke, Heaven Dou City was under martial law.
This forced Oscar to delay until today, after the ban was lifted, before he could go out and buy the item.
Oscar walked with light steps and soon entered a street filled with street stalls, intending to buy what he needed there.
Although a rice paddle wasn't valuable, this was Heaven Dou City, the capital of the Heaven Dou Empire. The prices were much higher than elsewhere.
He was always careful with money. If there were cheaper options at the street stalls, he certainly wouldn't buy expensive ones at a kitchenware store, even if the quality at the stalls was a bit lower.
Street stalls, street goods.
The vendors here were a mixed bag, and the things they sold were also varied, selling all sorts of strange and unusual items.
Rice paddles, as kitchen utensils, were available here, but finding a vendor selling them among so many stalls was not easy.
Oscar looked around among the passing crowd, searching for stalls selling rice paddles.
"Damn! There are too many people!"
The bustling crowd on the street blocked Oscar's vision, severely affecting his efficiency.
Oscar also understood the situation.
After all, during the martial law in Heaven Dou City, not many people were qualified to go out on the streets; most people had to stay at home.
People had been cooped up at home for a month, and now that the ban was lifted, the streets were naturally excessively crowded.
At the entrance of the street on the other side.
In a luxurious carriage, Ning Rongrong emerged from the carriage, wearing a white hood and a white cloak.
"So many people? It's hard to find!"
Looking at the density of the crowd on the street ahead, Ning Rongrong's eyebrows twitched slightly beneath her hood, and a trace of disdain flickered in her calm eyes.
She lowered her head and took out a piece of nine-colored silk ribbon from her sleeve.
It was a gracefully ethereal nine-colored silk ribbon, but she only held half of it.
Half a month ago, Ning Rongrong was strolling in her sect's castle and entered the woods where she usually walked. She found this nine-colored silk ribbon on the branches of a small tree.
Curiously, Ning Rongrong took the nine-colored silk ribbon from the branch and examined it closely.
Soon, she discovered that she, as a well-educated sect heiress, could not recognize what material this nine-colored silk ribbon was made of.
Suddenly, she subconsciously infused her Soul Power into the nine-colored silk ribbon, but it was unexpectedly absorbed entirely, and the ribbon emitted a faint nine-colored glow.
Ning Rongrong quickly understood the miraculous nature of this item.
The nine-colored silk ribbon was like a special Spirit Tool that could both attack and defend. It could transform into various weapons to attack and emit a nine-colored light shield to resist attacks.
The method of using it was to inject Soul Power into it, and then one could control it at will to attack or defend.
Upon learning of its miraculous properties, Ning Rongrong immediately informed her father about the nine-colored silk ribbon.
Upon hearing this, Ning Fengzhi immediately connected the origin of the nine-colored silk ribbon with the twenty-six shooting stars that night.
With his suspicions confirmed, Ning Fengzhi told Ning Rongrong the legend of Becoming a God at Level 100 and told his daughter that this nine-colored silk ribbon was likely a legendary Divine Artifact.
As for why the nine-colored silk ribbon was only half, Ning Fengzhi looked at the tear on one end of the ribbon and believed that the meteors had collided with each other during their descent, causing the ribbon to be torn.
Ning Fengzhi did not keep the Nine-Colored Silk Ribbon, which was suspected to be a Divine Artifact, but instead returned it to Ning Rongrong for her to use.
Early this morning, the Nine-Colored Silk Ribbon suddenly showed unusual activity, guiding Ning Rongrong to a certain place in the unseen.
Regarding the Nine-Colored Silk Ribbon's anomaly, Ning Rongrong had already guessed that the ribbon was guiding her to find its other half.
"Dad said this Nine-Colored Silk Ribbon is a Divine Artifact, and if I can complete it, I might be able to receive the inheritance of a legendary god."
"Ning Rongrong, you have to believe in yourself. For the sake of the sect, you can overcome this!"
At the entrance of the street, Ning Rongrong cheered herself on.
It was just walking through a crowded street, nothing to be afraid of.
If her clothes got dirty, she could change into new ones. As for the body odor, she could just pretend not to smell it.
Taking a deep breath, Ning Rongrong summoned her courage and walked into the street before her.
With the guidance of the Nine-Colored Silk Ribbon in her hand, Ning Rongrong did not get lost in the crowded street but purposefully walked deeper into it.
As Ning Rongrong ventured further down the street, the guidance from the Nine-Colored Silk Ribbon in her hand grew stronger.
Soon, Ning Rongrong stopped in front of a stall.
"Hello, how much for this half-piece of silk (this rice ladle)?"
The voice by her ear made Ning Rongrong turn her head, and she met Oscar's gaze.
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