Long Nianbing, Ye Yinzhu, and A'Dai were the same age as Ning Rongrong, and were currently at level 40, level 38, and level 37 respectively. Long Nianbing only needed one more Spirit Ring to become a Soul Elder.
The new force of the sect was also slowly growing.
It was estimated that they could form a Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Battle Team to participate in the Continent Elite Soul Master Competition.
Compared to the three, looking at Xiao Wu and Ning Rongrong, he couldn't help but dislike them.
Ning Rongrong had Innate Soul Power of level 9, but was only a level 35 Soul Grandmaster. Xiao Wu was even more outrageous. With full Innate Soul Power and the help of the Pill Tower, she had only reached the level of a level 45 Soul Elder.
It seemed that a life without pressure had completely deprived them of the motivation to cultivate.
Several days later, at night, the two little girls appeared sneakily at the sect's gate.
"Rongrong, are you sure we haven't been discovered?"
"Don't underestimate your Miss Rongrong. I've already diverted the guards. We can go to Soto City."
Xiao Wu was still a little apprehensive about sneaking out. Ning Bei's Iron Fist of Love was no joke. After experiencing the comprehensive strengthening of the One Origin Pill, it was extremely insulting and defense-breaking.
"Is that Shrek Academy really that interesting?"
Seeing that her little sister had the intention of backing down, Ning Rongrong quickly tempted her:
"Hey, I've heard the Seven Treasure City caravan say that Shrek Academy is known for only recruiting monster students. It must be interesting. If you don't want to go, I'll have to go alone!"
The pair of rabbit ears on Xiao Wu's head twitched. How could that be? How could she not bring her, Xiao Wu, along for something fun? But the thought of Ning Bei made her a little scared again.
Seeming to see her little sister's hesitation, Ning Rongrong took the little rabbit's hand and headed straight out of the city.
"Oh, what are you afraid of? If he dares to hit you, give him 10 little rabbit cubs when you're a few years older and exhaust him to death."
Xiao Wu's face flushed red when she heard Rongrong's words.
"Don't talk nonsense. You're the one who's going to have a dozen little rabbit cubs!"
"Whatever, let's go, let's go. I'm tired of staying in the sect. It's good to go out for a walk."
The two little girls headed directly towards Soto City in the Barak Kingdom.
After the two little girls had gone far away from the sect, Ning Bei's figure suddenly appeared, and he smiled as he watched their backs.
"Has it started? I should also move around. Don't even mention these two gluttonous girls, even I'm tired of staying."
As he spoke, he unfolded his External Spirit Bone and flew towards Soto City. At the same time, an Albatross with 50 years of cultivation appeared in his hand, and he stuffed a letter into its mouth and released it.
Three days ago, Ning Bei, who had discovered that the two were plotting something, thought about the timeline and figured that it was about time to go to Shrek Academy. So he had discussed it with Ning Fengzhi in advance, and he would keep an eye on the two daring little girls.
One day later, Ning Bei, who had left later, arrived in Soto City first. With the mentality of not leaving a single hair for the little bastards, he planned to go to the city first to find Flander's Soul Master supplies shop.
After searching for a while, Ning Bei curled his lips as he looked at the dilapidated little wooden house in front of him.
A Soul Sage who had fallen to this point was really something. Even if you brought your old buddies to rob the gangs in the city from time to time, you wouldn't have ended up in this state!
Entering the shop, Ning Bei saw a middle-aged man with a shovel-like face and four eyes lying on a recliner.
"Well, it's him."
After glancing around the room, Ning Bei finally spotted the rotten crystal in the corner of the shelf. He picked it up and hefted it; it was quite heavy.
But who would have thought that this piece of broken stone, which no one would even pick up from the roadside, would contain sheet metal? Although he wasn't very interested in it, as long as he didn't leave it for San'er, he felt like he'd made a great profit.
"Boss, how much for this crystal?"
Flander didn't even open his eyes, lazily saying, "100 Gold Soul Coins."
"Here you go."
Ning Bei didn't say another word, directly taking out a money bag from his Soul Tool and tossing it over.
Flander opened his eyes, caught the money bag, counted the amount, and then sized up Ning Bei.
He confirmed the look in his eyes; this was a damn rich guy.
"Ahem, ahem, customer, you misheard. I said 500 Gold Soul Coins. This little bit of money isn't enough."
Ning Bei didn't say anything, throwing another money bag at Flander. Judging from the weight, it definitely contained more than 500 Gold Soul Coins.
Flander almost couldn't hide his drool. Please give me a stack of such fat sheep. But thinking about the dilapidated environment of the academy and the never-paid salaries of the teachers, he cleared his throat again, adhering to the idea of making a killing with every deal.
"Customer, you misheard again. I said 1000 Gold Soul Coins. You're still a little short."
Ning Bei looked at the skin-flaying Flander in amusement, teasingly saying, "1000 is enough? Not adding any more?"
"Yes, you're right. Then let's make it 2000."
"Oh? I said add, and you add? So obedient? But I left in a hurry and didn't bring enough money. What do you think I should do?"
"That's simple. Go back and get it. I'll wait for you."
"What if I don't want to go home right now, but I want to get this crystal?"
At this point, Flander also heard the teasing in Ning Bei's words. His expression darkened. Trying to rob me?
Immediately, an aura unique to a Soul Sage pressed towards him.
"Then it depends on whether you have the ability."
Ning Bei widened his eyes in a feigned manner, staring at Flander.
"S-Soul Sage? How can there be someone like you in this broken shop?"
Flander was very satisfied with the other party's expression. He had done this kind of thing quite a bit over the years.
"Scared now? I'll keep your Gold Soul Coins for you first. If you want the crystal, go home and bring another 3000 Gold Soul Coins."
Ning Bei patted his chest, relieved, as if he had survived a disaster.
"S-Soul Sage, that..."
"Hmm? What else do you have to say, kid?"
Flander looked at Ning Bei with displeasure, thinking, Does this kid have a bad brain? I, a dignified Soul Sage, have already let you off. Is he courting death?
At this moment, Ning Bei had also had enough fun and put away the fear on his face.
"But, Soul Sage, I am a Soul Douluo, what should I do?"
Immediately, an aura unique to a Soul Douluo pressed back towards Flander.
Flander felt the aura emanating from Ning Bei, and his shoe-sole-shaped face was full of horror. What kind of monster is this? Looks less than 20 years old, Soul Douluo cultivation? Are you kidding me?
Knowing that he had kicked a steel plate, Flander immediately changed to another face and said tremblingly:
"Well, respected Soul Douluo, I am Soul Sage Flander, have you heard of the Golden Iron Triangle? I am the Flying Horn."
Seeing that the situation was about to go wrong, Flander hurriedly brought out his name, hoping that the other party would be wary. Although the other party obviously had a terrifying background, after all, he didn't do anything just now, so it wouldn't matter if he bled a little.
Ning Bei suddenly realized and clapped his hands.
"Ah! So it's the Golden Iron Triangle, never heard of it!"
Seeing Ning Bei's appearance of understanding him, Flander was happy for only a few seconds before his back was almost broken by Ning Bei's next words.
You haven't heard of it, what are you clapping for?
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