r18novel Chapter 152 Wanting It All
Chapter 152 Wanting It All
Tang San resolutely refused, "That's impossible. Researching the methods for making hidden weapons is not easy, and I will never sell them."
The method of making hidden weapons is a closely guarded secret of the Tang Clan, so how could they possibly sell it?
However, considering that the other party was the sect leader of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, and that he would also be establishing the Tang Sect in the future and would need the other party to provide funds, he still left room for maneuver. "However, I promised Rongrong that I could sell the hidden weapons to your sect. I can give you the forging process, but the final production and synthesis must be completed by me personally."
Ning Fengzhi was taken aback by Tang San's decisive refusal. He had originally intended to recruit Tang San as his son-in-law, so that both Tang San and the hidden weapon manufacturing techniques would belong to his Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.
Unexpectedly, the other party not only rejected his invitation.
They wouldn't even sell the method for making concealed weapons.
After all, hidden weapons will eventually wear out and break down. If we really follow what the other party says, wouldn't the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School have to rely on the other party forever?
Thinking of this, Ning Fengzhi couldn't help but feel a little angry. Then he thought of the other party's twin martial soul talents and the Haotian Douluo Tang Hao standing behind him.
My mind calmed down again.
At that moment, Ning Fengzhi, settling for second best, said to Tang San, "I've looked at all the hidden weapons you gave Rongrong. I want two thousand sets, just like the ones she's equipped with, at one thousand gold soul coins per set. What do you think?"
Because Tang San didn't auction off the hidden weapons, and because Ye Qinghe's various antics towards Shrek Academy, Ning Rongrong didn't side with outsiders and had already inquired about the manufacturing costs beforehand.
Therefore, it is much cheaper than the original.
Even so, Tang San was quite satisfied. After all, the cost of making hidden weapons was only two or three hundred gold soul coins, and it could be even cheaper if the materials used were of lower quality. This several-fold profit was already quite considerable for Tang San, a country bumpkin who had never really seen much money before.
Moreover, he never intended to provide any parts, which was essentially a risk-free business.
After giving Ning Fengzhi the blueprints for the hidden weapon parts, Ning Fengzhi paid two million gold soul coins in one lump sum. Tang San couldn't wait to leave; he was going to find Xiao Wu.
Ning Fengzhi stood up and watched Tang San leave.
Watching Tang San leave, Ning Rongrong finally couldn't hold back any longer and spoke up. Her eyes red, she stood behind Ning Fengzhi and angrily said, "Dad, how could you think of marrying me off to Tang San? Don't you know he's immature and was raped by those boys from Shrek Academy and several wanted criminals from the Spirit Hall?"
However, Ning Fengzhi seemed not to hear his daughter's cries, and instead asked, "Rongrong, do you know about the Haotian Sect?"
Ning Rongrong was stunned for a moment, "I know, Dad, you once said that this was the number one sect among the three upper sects. It's the sect that Tang San's father, Haotian Douluo, belonged to."
"That's right, it was such a sect. At its peak, it was much stronger than my Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, but it was destroyed by one person who possessed twin martial souls." Ning Fengzhi said with a solemn expression.
Ning Rongrong's pupils suddenly contracted. "The Pope of the Spirit Hall... Could it be that Tang San is also...?"
Ning Fengzhi said, "Although it cannot be completely confirmed yet, it is not impossible. So Rongrong, you should understand why your father is trying every means to win him over."
Hearing Ning Fengzhi's words, Ning Rongrong fell silent. Of course, he knew what twin martial souls meant. After all, the previous owner of twin martial souls was the current Pope of the Spirit Hall, the undisputed number one titled Douluo in the world of soul masters.
Ning Fengzhi sighed, turned to his daughter, patted her shoulder, and said earnestly, "If the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School could also possess a twin martial soul, then in the future it would undoubtedly have the strength to rival the Spirit Hall. Otherwise, it can only live in a daze, worrying that one day the Spirit Hall will come knocking on its door, repeating the fate of the Clear Sky Sect. Protecting the sect is the mission of every disciple of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, so I hope you can understand."
"Can't things be changed?"
Ning Rongrong felt suffocated by Ning Fengzhi's words and asked in a trembling voice.
"No, unless you can confirm that Tang San doesn't have twin martial souls, and find another person whose talent and strength are no less than those with twin martial souls." Ning Fengzhi's words were decisive, but he also left room for doubt.
For no apparent reason, Ning Rongrong thought of Ye Qinghe. Just as Ning Rongrong was about to say something, a dark figure burst through the window with a bang, covered in blood.
The father and daughter inside the house were both taken aback, because the person who came in was none other than Gu Rong.
"Grandpa Gu, what's wrong? Don't scare Rongrong..." Ning Rongrong cried as she stepped forward to help Gu Rong.
"Uncle Gu, hold on." Ning Fengzhi immediately released his Seven Treasure Glazed Tile True Body. With the assistance of Ning Fengzhi's Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda's sixth soul skill, Healing Light, and fourth soul skill, Soul Power Amplification Light, Gu Rong gradually regained consciousness.
He slowly opened his eyes, looked at Ning Rongrong, who was in tears, and then at Ning Fengzhi, who had a serious expression. A self-deprecating smile appeared on his face. "I'm old. I'm no good anymore. I never thought I would lose to that old poisoner one day."
"How is this possible?"
Ning Fengzhi could no longer hide his shock. He knew Gu Rong's strength very well. Among the level 95 titles, apart from losing to that old dragon from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Sect, he had never been defeated.
Could it be that Dugu Bo's soul power has already reached the peak of Douluo level?
Gu Rong's next sentence confirmed his guess: "Old Poison's martial soul has evolved into a golden poisonous dragon, and his ninth soul ring has become 100,000 years old. The dragon poison he releases will kill anyone below the title of Douluo. His soul power has also reached level 96. I'm afraid even if that swordsman were to appear, he might not be a match for Old Poison."
A level 96 peak Douluo, a golden poisonous dragon, whose poison is so potent that anyone below the title of Douluo will die upon contact. With a 100,000-year-old ninth ring, this is an existence that no force in the Douluo Continent would want to provoke. Unless the Pope of the Spirit Hall personally intervenes to intercept it, if the old poisoner escapes, it will bring a devastating disaster to the entire force.
Wait... a 100,000-year ninth spirit ring! Ning Fengzhi's eyes suddenly lit up. "Uncle Bone, I remember that Dugu Bo's ninth spirit ring was previously a black 10,000-year one. Although no one has ever known the exact age of his ninth spirit ring, it's at most 90,000 years, which falls within the 10,000-year spirit ring range. Could it be... a spirit ring mutation?"
Gu Rong smiled wryly, "That's the only possibility. But how exactly did that old poisoner's soul ring mutate? Could it be that kid named Ye Qinghe?"
"It's almost certainly true!" Ning Fengzhi said, his face particularly grim.
Gu Rong said, "In that case, his value might not be less than that dwarf boy who is very likely to possess twin martial souls. It's just a pity..."