Revenge of the Dead?

"Although we found out that he had been living in seclusion in Nuoding City for a period of time, it shouldn't be him, because he had already left before the Star Luo Royal Academy Team arrived."

Yu Xiaogang was quite famous for a period of time, not because he published "Ten Theories of Martial Soul Cultivation", but because he and two other people were able to perform a three-in-one Martial Soul Fusion Skill, which was known as the Golden Iron Triangle", thus gaining a certain reputation in the Soul Master World.

So Ning Fengzhi had paid attention to Yu Xiaogang back then, but for some unknown reason, the Golden Iron Triangle suddenly disbanded...

But he was certain that even if Yu Xiaogang had truly put in a lot of hard work over the years and researched something, he would never leave behind a single thing before leaving Nuoding City.

This principle applies not only to Yu Xiaogang, but to all those from major sects, including his Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, who would never allow any of their achievements to leak out.

"Not him? Then who is it?" Sword Douluo exclaimed in surprise.

"Have no idea."

Ning Fengzhi laughed and said, "So, I came to take a look. I also found out that the champion of the Friendly Tournament held by Zhong Dingxiu was a team composed of a teacher named Mo Hen, two twelve-year-old boys and girls, and four six-year-old children."

"That Mo Hen is unambitious and content with a small fortune; he's just there to make up the numbers. Among the children he leads, three— Zhou Qing, Tang San, and Xiao Wu —are all Innate Full Soul Power. Moreover, it's said that they didn't release their Martial Soul at all, yet they were able to fight against Soul Elder."

"More importantly, the tactics this team displayed in battle seemed to be similar to those of the Star Luo Royal Academy Team."

Sword Douluo opened his mouth, his expression strange. "Feng Zhi, do you mean that there is a powerful figure behind those three children?"

"Or perhaps the three of them are so-called 'experts' themselves." Ning Fengzhi smiled. "The people I sent to investigate said that the three children are quite precocious, especially Zhou Qing and Tang San, whose minds are no different from adults. It is likely that they were forced to be precocious at a young age due to their family circumstances."

"Do you have their portraits?" Sword Douluo asked, intrigued.

"Give."

Ning Fengzhi took out three pieces of paper from his Storage Soul Tool, but the three faces on them nearly distorted Sword Douluo's expression, resembling a "subway," an "old man," and a "cell phone."

The reason is that the faces in those three portraits were all drawn in simple line drawings, and the eyes were asymmetrical, the nostrils were different sizes, and the lips were like sausages.

"Fengzhi, are you sure there really are people in the world who look so... indescribable?"

Sword Douluo pushed the portrait in front of Ning Fengzhi.

"None of the people in Nuoding City who had seen those three were skilled in painting, and the words they used to describe them were mostly words like brave, handsome, and beautiful."

Ning Fengzhi sighed helplessly, "The most useful information we can confirm right now is that Zhou Qing likes to read, Tang San works as Blacksmith Shop in Nuoding City, and Xiao Wu has a scorpion tail braid that almost reaches her knees."

"That should be easy to find." Sword Douluo wondered: Why haven't they brought anyone over yet?

"According to the information we received from the Nuoding Guild, they just accepted a mission and seem to have left the city to investigate." Ning Fengzhi sighed slightly. "Looks like they're out of luck."

There are many affairs within the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, and he cannot wait here indefinitely. At most, he will leave some spies behind.

Meanwhile, the "protagonists" who missed each other because Ning Fengzhi and Sword Douluo were discussing things in the upper room were already walking on the night market street of Falling Star City.

The streets had shops like teahouses and taverns, as well as itinerant vendors pushing carts and hawking their wares. The variety of goods was extremely rich.

Flowers, fruits, wild game, unusual utensils, all kinds of delicacies, steamed, boiled, roasted, braised, stir-fried, almost everything is available.

The lanterns above the shops on both sides of the street stretched into the distance, seemingly without end, dispelling the slight chill of early autumn from the road.

The aroma of various foods had already filled the air of the night market, making Xiao Wu completely forget her previous unpleasantness. Her eyes, like those of a mythical beast, scanned the various sweets on both sides of the street, or the fried foods pushed past her.

"I told you, tonight's on me."

Seeing that Xiao Wu couldn't hold back any longer, Zhou Qing smiled and said, "Just don't waste it."

"(^o^)/"

Xiao Wu raised her arms high and ran straight to a stall selling Fried Rice Cake.

Zhou Qing, Tang San, and Romantina also walked over.

Besides Fried Rice Cake, this stall also sells fried corn, Stir-Fried Noodles, and a kind of orange wine that is similar to Fruit Wine but has a more refreshing taste.

Zhou Qing bought a glass of orange wine and a box of Stir-Fried Noodles first.

Tang San bought roasted corn, since he had never seen this crop in Holy Soul Village. Although some farmers in his previous life grew corn, none of them had such plump kernels, so he was curious.

This is also due to the unique environment of the Douluo Continent. As long as ordinary crops are planted in a relatively fertile area, the yield can be much higher than in the feudal ancient times of the previous life.

Unfortunately, the taxes that the nobles demanded from the farmers were not low either.

In areas like the Holy Soul Village, even after paying taxes, the residents of Holy Soul Village are able to sell their surplus grain, and every household still has enough surplus grain for three meals a day.

After paying taxes, other villages could only afford to eat two meals a day at most.

However, the reason why Holy Soul Village has such conditions is not only because the land is suitable for planting, but also because a Soul Saint emerged two hundred years ago, and the village is blessed by his legacy.

Are the various vendors on this street still hawking their wares so late at night really doing so out of passion?

Perhaps it's just to accumulate more money for themselves and their families when they have enough to pay taxes, so they can prepare for any eventuality.

As Zhou Qing slurped up his Stir-Fried Noodles, he asked the owner of the Fried Rice Cake stall, "Boss, is it always this lively here?"

"Are you young guests from out of town?"

Seeing Zhou Qing and the others' youthful faces and innocent eyes, coupled with the repetitive work they had done day after day for years, the shopkeeper felt a bit depressed and even had the urge to scare the children. So he chuckled and said, "That's right, it's very lively here every day. But ever since a couple who came here to sell grain and fruits and vegetables died six years ago, it's said that there have been vagrants and outsiders disappearing in and around Falling Star City..."

It turns out that when Master Dales took office, he made an example of someone to restore order in the city.

But the people killed were not merchants or vendors from Falling Star City, but country folk from outside the city. And the country couple had just entered the city gate when they ran right into the line of fire.

He really has bad luck!

Since that day, every month or two, people have disappeared in and around Falling Star City. However, most of the missing people are widowed or alone, so no one cares. Moreover, the places where these missing people live are scattered in and around Falling Star City. Therefore, even if someone knows something, it becomes a "terrifying legend" rather than a fact through word of mouth.

According to the vendor, this is the spirit of the deceased couple seeking revenge!