Trading for the Purple Demon Eye

"Scram. Go cool off somewhere else." Luo Chuan directly chased him away, but Tang San could not tear his eyes away from the Full Moon Wearing Autumn Dew in Luo Chuan's hand.

"Luo Chuan, look, let's discuss this again. I'll trade something else for it! How about it?"

"No trade! You don't have anything valuable on you. Other than that Eye Technique you practice every morning, nothing else is worth discussing."

Luo Chuan cultivated the Great Freedom Visualization, which could also see through falsehoods, but Zhu Zhuqing and the others could not. So if Tang San was willing to trade, Luo Chuan would be quite happy to do so.

More importantly, the Full Moon Wearing Autumn Dew was not particularly useful to Luo Chuan. Having it or not made little difference.

Tang San's expression darkened at those words. The Purple Demon Eye was a secret art of the Tang Sect, never passed on to outsiders.

"I can teach it to you, but you have to join my sect. I want to establish a sect called the Tang Sect. And the Purple Demon Eye is also a secret manual of the Tang Sect that cannot be passed on to outsiders," Tang San said. He felt that he and Luo Chuan had no major Grievances, only minor conflicts. If Luo Chuan was willing to join the Tang Sect, Tang San would welcome it wholeheartedly.

Luo Chuan looked at Tang San and gave a cold laugh. "Keep dreaming!"

"You!" Tang San pointed at Luo Chuan, but Luo Chuan simply waved his hand. "If you're not trading, stay away from here. Otherwise, I'm going to make a move."

"A fight? Great! Xiao San, spar with Luo Chuan. Let me see just how powerful his Martial Soul really is." Grandmaster was delighted when he heard that. He had been worrying about not getting to see Luo Chuan's Martial Soul.

Yet Tang San smiled bitterly to himself. Teacher, you don't understand. I can't beat him! I might not even be able to force out his Martial Soul!

After thinking it over repeatedly, Tang San considered the Full Moon Wearing Autumn Dew. Obtaining it would not only raise the level of his Purple Demon Eye, but also enhance his spiritual power and increase his Soul Power slightly. He might even reach a realm of the Purple Demon Eye that no one had ever achieved before.

"I'll trade it to you, but you're not allowed to pass it on," Tang San conceded. If Luo Chuan did not spread it around, that was still acceptable. He could consider it as Luo Chuan joining the Tang Sect, only without obeying its commands.

"Impossible! I have no use for your Eye Technique. I'm trading for it so I can teach it to someone else." Luo Chuan grew impatient and stood up. "Go, go, go. Stop disturbing other people's cultivation."

Luo Chuan drove Tang San and Grandmaster away, but Tang San was still reluctant to leave. He turned back and said, "Luo Chuan, save it for me. Let me think about it some more!"

"Save my ass!" Luo Chuan was not about to give Tang San time to consider it. He immediately prepared to use the Full Moon Wearing Autumn Dew.

Seeing how unconcerned Luo Chuan looked, Tang San gritted his teeth. "Wait! I'll trade!"

Tang San's heart was bleeding. The Purple Demon Eye! That was a supreme art of the Tang Sect. Was he really selling it off just like that?

Still, Tang San comforted himself inwardly. I'm doing this to better spread and glorify the Tang Sect across the Douluo Continent.

"I'll trade with you." Tang San made an enormous decision, then said, "Give me the Full Moon Wearing Autumn Dew first, and then I'll teach you the Purple Demon Eye."

Luo Chuan laughed softly at that, then tossed the Full Moon Wearing Autumn Dew over.

Tang San hurriedly caught it, treating it like a priceless treasure.

Tang San then glanced at Luo Chuan. He had originally wanted to run off immediately, but considering Luo Chuan's strength, he could only obediently explain the Purple Demon Eye's cultivation method to Luo Chuan in full.

With the transaction complete, Luo Chuan began chasing them away again.

Tang San was very curious about what had happened inside Luo Chuan's dormitory, but seeing Luo Chuan's unfriendly expression, he still left together with Grandmaster.

As Grandmaster was leaving, he even tried to coax Luo Chuan. "Luo Chuan, let me see your Martial Soul. I can definitely offer you guidance."

"Come talk to me when you've taught Tang San well enough for him to defeat me." Luo Chuan drove the two away, then began studying the cultivation method of the Purple Demon Eye.

Although the Purple Demon Eye, this secret Eye Technique cultivation method, was quite good, it had a rather troublesome flaw: it could only be cultivated using a wisp of purple light at dawn.

Luo Chuan pondered slightly, wondering whether he could modify it a little. The Purple Demon Eye cultivated far too slowly; if he could shorten the cultivation time somewhat, it would be perfect.

Without realizing it, Luo Chuan had already waited outside the door for more than ten hours. The sky had turned to night.

Luo Chuan slowly pushed open the door. The three people in the room were still absorbing the medicinal power. Ning Rongrong's transformation was exceptionally splendid. Her Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda, surrounded by a seven-colored halo, floated quietly before her. Amid the flickering of two rings of light, it was set off by a dense layer of golden radiance.

This golden light was released from Ning Rongrong herself, carrying a rich tulip fragrance. Treasure light flowed around her, making her look like a little fairy. Unfortunately, she was flat as a board.

A faint jade-like sheen spread across Zhu Zhuqing's entire body. Her original cross-legged posture had changed to a standing one, and her jade-like hands rested over her ample chest as she quietly absorbed the medicinal power.

Ma Hongjun was bathed in firelight from head to toe. Luo Chuan focused his gaze and examined him. This guy's Martial Soul would likely undergo another evolution; reaching the level of a God-level Martial Soul would be no problem.

Ning Rongrong was the first to awaken. The golden light around her completely withdrew, and her right hand held up her Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda. Oh—not quite. It was a Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda with nine and a half levels.

Beneath the Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda, a circle of golden light resembling tulip petals faintly supported it.

Ning Rongrong slowly opened her eyes, then looked at Luo Chuan in confusion. She wanted to speak, but Luo Chuan gestured for her to be quiet.

"I—I—I'm level thirty! And I also feel kind of swollen."

A swollen feeling?

Luo Chuan blinked, then said, "You're probably missing a Soul Ring. Take another look at your Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda."

Hearing that, Ning Rongrong looked toward the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda. The moment she did, her mouth opened in a scream.

But Luo Chuan was quick enough to cover her mouth immediately.

"Mmph, mmph~" Ning Rongrong nodded frantically like a pecking chick, her gem-like eyes blinking repeatedly. Only then did Luo Chuan let her go.

"N-nine levels." Ning Rongrong kept her voice very low, but she could not hide the excitement in her tone.

Nine and a half levels. The remaining half-level was a chaotic blur; it would not be wrong to call it nonexistent. Ning Rongrong stared at Luo Chuan with her big, round eyes, then suddenly hooked her arms around his neck and planted a loud kiss on his cheek with her rosy little lips.

"Drool, drool!" Luo Chuan pulled Ning Rongrong away and wiped the saliva from his face with disdain.

This scene happened to be witnessed in full by Zhu Zhuqing, who had just awakened.

Her reaction was much calmer. She merely walked slowly over to Luo Chuan, leaned in gradually, and lightly kissed his other cheek.

"Ahem, well, this side needs one too." Luo Chuan shamelessly pointed at his lips. Zhu Zhuqing's cheeks reddened, and she hurriedly took two steps back. "In your dreams."

Ning Rongrong puffed out her cheeks. "Why are you disgusted by me?"

"You're small!"

"M-Me? Where am I small?" Ning Rongrong asked in confusion. Then she looked at Zhu Zhuqing's impressive chest, then at her own little flatland.

"You bastard, Luo Chuan! You shameless pervert! I'm not signing the contract anymore, hmph!"

With an indignant snort, Ning Rongrong stormed out the door. After successfully running outside, she glanced back and found that Luo Chuan had not come after her, which made her even more upset.

"How dare you humiliate me? Just you wait, Luo Chuan!" Ning Rongrong gritted her teeth. She was not small at all—she just had not developed yet.