Treating Senior Disciple Sister to a Meal

Inside a private room at Keman Tower, Zhou Huan had already ordered more than a dozen dishes.

They had cost quite a few Gold Soul Coins. After a year without any income, Zhou Huan only had around three thousand Gold Soul Coins left, his wealth having shrunk by a full seventy percent in a single year.

The biggest expense had naturally been snapping up the Ten Thousand Year Whale Jelly. Fortunately, Core Disciples could eat for free in the cafeteria. Otherwise, if a Soul Master ate freely to replenish enough nutrition, Zhou Huan really would have become the poorest Transmigrator.

Still, this meal was for Zhang Lexuan, so Zhou Huan did not feel the slightest bit of heartache.

Besides, he still needed her help obtaining a Soul Ring.

That was right—he was obtaining the fourth Soul Ring for his Frost Spirit.

Zhou Huan had broken through to Level Forty a few days ago.

Over four months, he had gradually refined most of the Origin Power left within the Torso Soul Bone by the Blue Dragon Ice Qilin Horse, raising his Soul Power from Level Thirty-Seven to Level Forty.

As for the remaining small portion of Origin Power, Zhou Huan did not intend to continue refining it. He planned to let it nourish and strengthen the Torso Soul Bone instead.

His cultivation speed would definitely slow down again in the future, but there was nothing to be done about that.

Still, breaking through to the Soul Ancestor realm before turning thirteen was already like riding a helicopter for Zhou Huan. What was there to be dissatisfied about?

Even the cheat-enabled Huo Yuhao was nowhere close to catching up with him.

Uh... thinking about it, it seemed he had cheats too, just not as many as Huo Gua.

And because of the Blue Dragon Ice Qilin Horse cheat, Zhou Huan's fourth Frost Spirit Ring could now withstand a Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Ring.

But Zhou Huan was only a Level Forty Quasi-Soul Ancestor. How was he supposed to kill a Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Beast?

When Soul Beasts grew from the thousand-year level to the ten-thousand-year level, it was a qualitative leap.

Theoretically, a ten-thousand-year Soul Beast generally required a Six-Ring Soul Emperor to deal with it; a thirty-thousand-year Soul Beast required at least a Seven-Ring Soul Sage to contend with it; as for Soul Beasts over a hundred thousand years old, only a Super Douluo above Level 95 had a chance of killing one.

For Zhou Huan to hunt a Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Beast alone now was undoubtedly courting death.

Even if his Stealth soul skill was powerful enough to keep a Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Beast from noticing his approach, his current strength could not break a Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Beast's defenses.

Under such circumstances, assassination and sneak attacks were meaningless.

As for giving up on a Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Ring and seeking a Thousand-Year Soul Ring instead, Zhou Huan was unwilling to do that.

That was why Zhou Huan had ultimately decided that when there was a problem, he should seek out Sister Le Xuan.

Whether from God's perspective in the Original Work or from their interactions in real life, Zhou Huan believed Zhang Lexuan was a very reliable person.

Both her character and her strength inspired great confidence in him.

While Zhou Huan was thinking about all this nonsense, the private room door was pushed open, and a pale blue figure entered.

Zhou Huan immediately stood and smiled. "Sister Le Xuan, you're here. You must be hungry, so eat first."

His series of movements was exceptionally attentive and practiced, leaving Zhang Lexuan somewhat speechless.

After closing the private room door, Zhou Huan sat opposite Zhang Lexuan and continued, "Sister Le Xuan, don't stand on ceremony. Eat as much as you want today."

Zhang Lexuan merely sat there with impeccable grace. Unlike Wang Qingya's forced elegance, Senior Disciple Sister truly possessed the bearing of a refined lady.

Without picking up her chopsticks, Zhang Lexuan looked at Zhou Huan and said softly, "Let's discuss business before eating. Otherwise, I might have to treat you to a meal in return."

Zhou Huan opened his mouth, then sighed softly. "Sigh, Sister Le Xuan, this is a lack of trust in your junior brother. When have I ever set a pit for you?"

Zhang Lexuan did not reply. Her beautiful eyes simply watched Zhou Huan quietly, watched Zhou Huan, watched Zhou Huan...

Helpless, Zhou Huan could only raise his hands in surrender. "Fine, let's talk business first."

After a pause, Zhou Huan asked again, "Sister Le Xuan, could you seal off this private room first, so no one outside can sense what happens here?"

Zhang Lexuan looked puzzled, but she still waved a hand and isolated the entire private room. Unless someone forcibly broke through her domain, no one could sense the changes within.

"You may begin your performance." Zhang Lexuan had grown curious as well and wanted to see what this boy was planning.

Seeing this, Zhou Huan slowly rose to his feet. At the same time, Soul Rings rose from the ground one after another...

Yellow, yellow... red!!!

When she saw the third Soul Ring, Zhang Lexuan's delicate red lips parted slightly. She was speechless for a long time, while the power sealing the room was instinctively reinforced by another layer.

A moment later, Zhou Huan withdrew his Martial Soul, and the utterly mismatched configuration of three Soul Rings vanished with it.

Zhang Lexuan still did not speak. Her gaze remained fixed on Zhou Huan as though she were studying some strange creature.

It gave Zhou Huan goosebumps.

Zhou Huan truly could not bear a gaze no one his age should have to endure, so he said, "Sister Le Xuan, why don't you ask something? I'm scared when you look at me like that."

"Hehe." Zhang Lexuan stopped staring into Zhou Huan's eyes. She sat down again, returning to her usual calm composure. "What is there to ask? You'll tell me everything now anyway."

Her tone was full of confidence and certainty.

As expected of Senior Disciple Sister!

Zhou Huan thought to himself. He then sat down as well and began recounting the matter of the Blue Dragon Ice Qilin Horse.

"You mean, a Sacrifice?" Zhang Lexuan could not help marveling that Zhou Huan's luck was a little too good.

Back then, for her eighth ring and that Hundred-thousand-year Soul Ring, she had paid an enormous price.

Although so many students had died because of Xuan Zi's negligence at the time, being able to absorb a Hundred-thousand-year Soul Ring that was extremely compatible with her Martial Soul as her eighth ring was still a blessing amid misfortune.

Of course, that was only for herself. Whenever she thought of those classmates who had died, Zhang Lexuan felt an additional measure of dissatisfaction toward Xuan Zi.

Yet for the so-called interests of the academy, and for Mu En, she had no choice but to personally plead for Xuan Zi.

It was ironic, but also realistic. After all, the academy's interests outweighed everything else.

This was not something Zhang Lexuan could change, at least not while she was merely a Soul Douluo.

Naturally, Zhou Huan beside her had no idea Zhang Lexuan had thought of so much. He nodded and replied, "Yes, a Sacrifice."

Zhang Lexuan looked at Zhou Huan again and asked, "But what is going on with the Soul Power Level you usually display? You didn't have a Hundred-thousand-year Soul Ring during the Freshman Competition."

Hearing this, Zhou Huan slowly opened his right hand, and a white seven-story Little Pagoda gradually emerged. "This is my Second Martial Soul, the Floating Pagoda. My Soul Power Level, the colors of my Soul Rings, and so on can all be concealed and altered through its first soul skill."

Zhang Lexuan had thought she would no longer be shocked, but now she was speechless again. Only after a long while did she say, "All right."

If she had not known Zhou Huan's origins like the back of her hand, and had even stayed for several days in that remote Peach Spring Village, Zhang Lexuan might have thought Zhou Huan was some child of a god.

Twin Martial Souls, with his third ring already a Hundred-thousand-year Soul Ring, and such an outrageous skill on top of that.

Could a normal human even possess such things?

Zhou Huan looked at Zhang Lexuan's absurdly calm expression and could not help marveling. Senior Disciple Sister really was steady!

Still, he had to remind her. "Sister Le Xuan, I don't want a third person to know about these matters. You're the only one who knows. The tallest tree in the forest..."

Only then did Zhang Lexuan lose her calm expression. She rolled her eyes at Zhou Huan and interrupted irritably, "Do you think I'm stupid?"

Hearing this, Zhou Huan's sycophantic nature immediately surfaced. "Of course not. Sister Le Xuan is the wisest person in all of Douluo."

Zhang Lexuan had already grown somewhat immune to this. She continued, "So, the favor you need from me this time is..."

"To obtain the fourth Soul Ring for my Frost Spirit. I need a Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Ring," Zhou Huan continued.

"A Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Ring? Can your body withstand it?" Zhang Lexuan asked.

"It can." Zhou Huan nodded. "But it would be best for us to go to the Extreme North."

"All right." Zhang Lexuan agreed. After all, the Extreme North had the most suitable ice-attributed Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Beasts.

"All right, business is finished." Zhou Huan smiled. "We can eat now, Sister Le Xuan."

Zhang Lexuan: "..."

Glancing once more at the table filled with more than a dozen dishes, Zhang Lexuan could not help saying, "Even for Soul Masters, two people do not need to eat this much in one meal. Aren't you afraid of indigestion?"

Zhou Huan diligently and skillfully served Zhang Lexuan a bowl of Green Lotus White Jade Soup, as though this was not his first time doing so. "I'm treating Sister Le Xuan to a meal. How could I be stingy?"

Actually, Zhang Lexuan was very happy inside. Who could refuse so much delicious food and drink? But Senior Disciple Sister still had to maintain her dignity, and she understood Zhou Huan's circumstances as well. "What a waste. Don't do this next time."

Zhou Huan immediately replied, "All right, I'll listen to Sister Le Xuan."

This time, Zhou Huan truly was not trying to flaunt his wealth. Mainly, he was asking someone for help, and it was his first time treating Zhang Lexuan to a meal. It would not have been right to be miserly, and his conscience would not have allowed it either.

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