Douluo Continent: Tonight, a Fairy Tale Descends

The shopkeeper took the money bag, found it heavy, opened it and saw that it contained bright yellow gold soul coins, the exact amount.

His face immediately broke into an even more sincere smile: "That's enough! You're so kind, sir! I'll wrap it up for you right away."

The shop assistant quickly and efficiently packed the half-box of black iron into a sturdy wooden crate. The crate was quite large and surprisingly heavy.

"Sir, would you like me to deliver this to your home?" the waiter asked politely.

"No need." Tang San declined calmly, walked to the wooden box, pressed down with his hand, and with a slight movement of his soul power, he easily put the heavy wooden box into the Twenty-Four Bridges Under the Moon.

The shopkeeper was stunned by what he saw. A soul tool that could store items of such size and weight was not something an ordinary person could possess.

His opinion of Tang San and Cinderella changed instantly, and his attitude became even more respectful.

"Mistress, would you like to look at any others?" Cinderella asked softly.

"Hmm, no need." Tang San shook his head.

With this batch of black iron, he could forge a batch of hidden weapons of far superior quality than before, especially the core components of the sleeve arrow and the Sand-Spitting Arrow, which were perfectly suited to be made of this black iron.

Having achieved their goal, the two left the Hundred Refinement Workshop without lingering, under the respectful gaze of the shopkeeper.

The two strolled around the nearby streets for a while, bought some daily necessities and food, and then walked back the way they came.

When I returned to the courtyard, the sun was already setting.

The courtyard was quiet. Yu Xiaogang's door remained closed, and one could faintly hear his excited whispers and the sound of papers turning over inside. He was clearly still immersed in his great work on soul rings.

Chapter 159 Adventure

Tang San and Cinderella exchanged a glance, neither of them choosing to disturb him.

Tang San went straight back to his room, closed the door, and eagerly took out the batch of black iron.

He looked at the pile of dark, shiny metal ingots on the ground, his eyes gleaming with the light of a craftsman seeing a peerless piece of jade.

He picked up a piece of black iron, ran his fingertips across its rough surface, and felt its superior properties. His mind began to rapidly conceive of various modifications and upgrades for hidden weapons.

The quiver and firing mechanism of the hidden dart can be reforged from black iron, making it more robust, with smoother soul power transmission, and improved range and power.

The poisoned needles and mechanisms, crafted from black iron, are more concealed and have greater penetrating power.

He could even try to create more complex and powerful hidden weapons.

……

Inside the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.

Ning Fengzhi sat in his study, holding a list in his hand, and was looking at it carefully.

The list didn't contain gold or silver treasures, but rather the truly valuable items from the sect's treasury.

There are rare medicinal herbs that can strengthen the body's foundation and nourish the origin of martial spirit, as well as some rare and wonderful things from heaven and earth.

Each of these items, once offered, is priceless and unavailable for purchase.

Ever since it was confirmed that Yu Xiaogang, that guy who had been stuck at level 29 for decades, had actually broken through to level 30 with the help of Ge Duo's medicine, Ning Fengzhi's thoughts started to stir.

The eighty-level ceiling of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda felt like a heavy stone pressing down on his heart, and also on the heads of every direct disciple of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

Now, a tiny crack seemed to appear before him, letting in a sliver of light; he had to give it a try.

A visit to the mysterious Her Majesty Godot is imperative. And naturally, one cannot visit empty-handed.

The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School has been passed down for over a thousand years, and it certainly has a lot of good stuff; its storerooms are filled with a dazzling array of treasures.

But Ning Fengzhi knew perfectly well that someone at Ge Duo's level, capable of refining heaven-defying pills, would probably not even bother to glance at ordinary gold soul coins, jewelry, or jade.

You need to offer something that truly moves people.

His gaze swept over the names on the list one by one, his fingers unconsciously tapping lightly on the smooth mahogany table surface.

Choosing the right product or service requires careful consideration.

If you give too much of a gift, it will make you seem like you're begging for something, making you vulnerable to being manipulated and losing your leverage in subsequent negotiations.

If the gift is too small, it will seem insincere, and the recipient might not even be allowed to enter the door, thus wasting the opportunity.

He observes slowly and thinks deeply.

Finally, the fingers that had been tapping on the table stopped.

He picked up the vermilion pen that had been prepared beside him and lightly marked a few names.

"One Dragon Blood Ganoderma."

“Earth Core Essence, one bottle.”

"One Grade Nine Purple Ganoderma."

He selected only the finest medicinal herbs that were aged for a long time, had mild and mellow medicinal properties, and were mainly used to strengthen the body's foundation and nourish its essence.

These kinds of things are valuable currency for any Soul Master, especially support-type Soul Masters like them, or alchemy masters like Ge Duo. You can never have too many of them, and they best demonstrate sincerity.

Having made his choice, Ning Fengzhi no longer hesitated.

"Someone come here." Ning Fengzhi's voice was not loud, but it carried clearly to the door.

The study door was gently pushed open, and a trusted subordinate who had been waiting outside quickly walked in, bowing and greeting, "Sect Master."

Ning Fengzhi handed over the checked list, his expression calm and revealing little emotion.

"Take it out of the warehouse according to the checkmarks above and seal it carefully."

The trusted subordinate took the list with both hands, his eyes quickly scanning the names circled in red ink, and his eyelids twitched involuntarily.

These are all rare treasures in our collection.

The sect leader has really gone all out this time.

He hesitated for a moment, but couldn't help but whisper to confirm, "Sect Master, should we reconsider this Grade Nine Purple Ganoderma? There aren't many left in the treasury..."

Ning Fengzhi looked up at him, his gaze still gentle, yet carrying an undeniable air: "If you want to show sincerity, you should naturally bring out something truly good. Go."

"Yes!" The trusted subordinate said no more, knowing full well that once Ning Fengzhi made a decision, he would not change it.

Therefore, he respectfully responded, carefully carrying the heavy list, and left the study.

The study door closed again, isolating the inside from the outside.

Ning Fengzhi sat alone in the large chair, leaning back slightly, his gaze somewhat distant.

He knew that his actions were nothing short of a gamble.

What they staked was a rare treasure accumulated by the sect over many years.

What they were gambling on was a hope so faint it was almost unreal—the hope of breaking the thousand-year-old shackles of the Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda.

The chances are slim, and there's even a possibility of losing everything.

But what if... you win the bet?

The reward would be that the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School would break free from its destiny and truly stand at the pinnacle of the continent, on par with, or even surpass, top-tier offensive sects like the Clear Sky School and the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan!

Thinking of this, a sharp glint flashed deep within Ning Fengzhi's eyes, which were always filled with a smile.

This risk is worth taking.

……

The next day, at the first light of dawn, a carriage with unremarkable decorations but exquisite materials, accompanied by an old man in gray, quietly departed from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School and headed towards the Sunset Forest.

Inside the carriage, Ning Fengzhi sat upright, his refined face revealing little emotion. Only his slightly curled fingers, resting on his knees, betrayed a hint of unease within him.

Beside him were three boxes made of special wood and engraved with sealing patterns. Inside were three carefully selected gifts: Dragon Blood Lingzhi, Earth Spirit Essence, and Grade Nine Purple Lingzhi.

The carriage was quiet, with only the sound of wheels rolling over the road.

Sitting opposite him was Sword Douluo Chen Xin, who held a long sword in his arms and had his eyes slightly closed, like a silent stone statue. However, the faint, yet sharp aura around him was enough to make any person with ill intentions back down.

With Chen Xin accompanying him, the journey was safe. But Ning Fengzhi knew that the real challenge lay in the upcoming meeting with that mysterious Title Douluo.

The carriage could not venture any further into the Sunset Forest.

Ning Fengzhi and Chen Xin got out of the car, and the three gift boxes were carried by the gray-robed old man who was driving. The three of them moved like three wisps of green smoke and disappeared into the dense forest.

The aura of a Title Douluo is naturally extraordinary. Although he sensed the presence of many powerful soul beasts along the way, none of them dared to provoke him, thanks to the occasional wisp of sword energy leaked by Chen Xin.

Following the path they had previously explored, the group quickly arrived at the core area of ​​the chaotic energy zone.

Just like what Zhu Tianlin, Yu Yuanzhen and others had experienced before, the poisonous miasma and illusions in front of them silently parted to the sides, revealing a path.

Ning Fengzhi and Chen Xin exchanged a glance and stepped inside.

Chapter 160 Tricky

At the end of the path, the scenery suddenly opened up, revealing the magnificent spectacle of the Yin-Yang Eye, where red and blue intertwine.

The rich life energy and medicinal fragrance wafted over, invigorating Ning Fengzhi. Even this well-informed sect leader of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School couldn't help but show a hint of amazement in his eyes.

Godot remained seated in the wicker chair in front of her crystal house, seemingly always in that languid posture.

A deep purple skirt spread out on the ground, and pale fingers toyed with a twisted wooden staff.

She looked at the two people who had arrived, her emerald green eyes lingering on Ning Fengzhi for a moment, then sweeping over the gray-robed old man holding the gift box behind him, and finally landing on Chen Xin, whose aura was as sharp as a sword. A smile that was not quite a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

"Ning Fengzhi of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, accompanied by his friend Chen Xin, has taken the liberty of coming to pay respects to His Majesty Ge Duo."

Ning Fengzhi stepped forward, bowing extremely respectfully. Chen Xin also clasped his hands slightly in greeting.

"I wouldn't come here without a reason." Ge Duo was too lazy to beat around the bush, her fingertips lightly tapping the armrest of the rattan chair, her gaze fixed on Ning Fengzhi.

"What brings Sect Leader Ning here in person?"

Ning Fengzhi took a deep breath, knowing that in the face of such a being, any false politeness was superfluous. He gestured, and the gift box carried by the Soul Saint coachman following behind him was gently placed on the stone table.

"I've heard that Your Majesty's alchemy skills are divine, capable of resolving many mysteries of martial spirits in the world," Ning Fengzhi said directly, his tone solemn.

"Feng Zhi has come here because of the martial soul defect of the direct bloodline of my Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, which prevents him from breaking through the level 80 barrier for life. I humbly request Your Majesty to lend a helping hand."

As he spoke, he stepped forward and opened the lid of the gift box himself.

Instantly, a rich yet non-pungent aroma, a blend of exotic medicinal fragrance and life energy, filled the air.

The Dragon Blood Lingzhi resembles a swimming dragon, its color as red as blood. The Earth Spirit Essence resides in a jade bottle, radiating a thick, earthy yellow glow. The Nine-Grade Purple Lingzhi is enveloped in purple mist, its cloud-like patterns on its cap seemingly flowing slowly.