What is this thing?

"Oh? It's actually this. What an unexpected delight."

Sensing the second soul skill of Xiao Wu's Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Ring, Lin Feng couldn't help but show a satisfied expression on his face.

Xiao Wu's Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Ring's second soul skill was named Clone, capable of creating seven clones each possessing seventy percent of her original strength, with the ability for the main body to swap positions with any of these seven clones at will—a life-saving skill that could both attack and escape.

"This Soft Bone Rabbit's strength isn't much, but when it comes to soul skills, she's truly in a league of her own. I just wonder if the Battle Armor can clone along with it."

As Lin Feng spoke, his Sixth Soul Ring lit up, and immediately seven figures identical to Lin Feng appeared, each radiating the aura of a low-level Spirit Douluo.

Seeing those seven figures with Spirit Douluo-level auras, Lin Feng couldn't help but draw in a sharp breath.

Although the auras of the seven figures had only just reached the Spirit Douluo realm, they were still Spirit Douluo-level powerhouses.

If he activated Clone while in a Ring Fusion state, then a full eight Spirit Douluo, each equipped with a Hundred-Thousand-Year single-target attack soul skill, could suppress even a Super Douluo throughout the entire fight.

A Hundred-Thousand-Year soul skill charged at the Spirit Douluo realm, and a single-target attack at that, focused on breaking through a single point—unless it was a top-tier defensive Martial Soul like the Mysterious Nether Turtle, any other Martial Soul's powerhouse would likely be beaten to death over time.

The only issue was that this state consumed too much energy to sustain for long, but once he reached level seventy and condensed a Soul Core, sustainability wouldn't be a major problem anymore.

"For now, I still need to finish things quickly, but it doesn't really matter."

After experiencing Xiao Wu's Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Ring's second soul skill, Lin Feng put away the Level 7 Defense Soul Tool he had set up earlier, and couldn't help but think of the Snow Empress embryo.

That thing was a must-have. One Evil Emperor, one Snow Empress—if he could absorb them both after reaching level ninety, Lin Feng had a good chance of surging straight to level ninety-eight. Then, relying on the Qian Yuan Creation Pill to push to level ninety-nine, and after that, hunting the two generations of Deep Sea Demonic Whale Kings, Lin Feng was confident he could break through to level one hundred in one go when he returned to his original timeline.

In that timeline where everyone moved the slowest, Lin Feng could be the one moving the fastest.

"But money is a bit of a problem. In Dou Er, Mingde Hall is the wealthiest place."

Lin Feng's birth family wasn't bad, with both Spirit Douluo and Titled Douluo among them. If this strength were placed in Dou Yi, naturally there would be no issues at all. But the problem was that Lin Feng was born in the era after Dou San, and converted to Dou Yi terms, Lin Feng's family was just slightly worse off than the Peerless Dragon Snake clan.

That's right, worse than them, after all, in Lin Feng's era, gods were considered high-end combat power.

In such a family, Lin Feng had no worries about food or clothing, but his money was inevitably limited. In fact, buying a few Level 7 soul tools had already left Lin Feng's pockets nearly empty.

"Brother Lin Feng, aren't you going to eat?"

Just as Lin Feng was thinking about making money, a pleasant female voice suddenly came from outside the door.

Lin Feng opened the door and saw none other than the little princess of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, Ning Rongrong. Beside her were Zhu Zhuqing and Oscar, who looked a bit battered after being beaten up.

"How did you three end up together again?" Seeing Ning Rongrong, Oscar, and Zhu Zhuqing together, Lin Feng asked instinctively.

"Zhuqing wanted to join the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, and I agreed. As for him, seeing how pitiful he looked after being beaten, I invited him to my Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect too."

Lin Feng glanced at Oscar.

It was just that people on Douluo Continent, aside from being love-struck, didn't have too many malicious intentions. Otherwise, someone like Oscar, who could threaten the status of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda, would have been eliminated first rather than recruited.

"Enough about that. Brother Lin Feng, do you have any plans next? If it's convenient, I'd like to invite Brother Lin Feng to visit my Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. Of course, if Brother Lin Feng doesn't like being tied down and doesn't want to come, that's fine too. My Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect just wants to be friends with Brother Lin Feng. If we're lucky enough to help Brother Lin Feng out, that would be even better."

Ning Rongrong called him "brother" affectionately. Because Zhao Wuji had been beaten like a dog, Ma Hongjun and Dai Mubai had directly died due to Shrek's motto that "those who dare not are mediocrities," and on top of that, she had realized that even if she tried to run, she couldn't escape—his so-called running lesson was purely a scam—she now felt that Shrek was a pile of garbage.

Shrek's PUA had completely failed. She was still the little demoness of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

And the little demoness of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect could run slowly, could slack off in training, but!

She had to know how to read people.

Who could be provoked, who couldn't, who needed to be courted, and how to court them—she understood this better than anyone.

She wasn't sure if Lin Feng's appearance matched his true age, but since he showed a youthful face, it meant he didn't like being treated as an old man. So Ning Rongrong chose to call him "brother" to close the distance between them.

Seeing Ning Rongrong's affectionate demeanor, Lin Feng wasn't put off by it; in fact, he quite liked it, because right now he really did need the help of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

So after a brief moment of thought, Lin Feng spoke directly. "Can you lend me some money?"

Seeing that Lin Feng hadn't objected to her address, Ning Rongrong knew she had guessed right, and without hesitation, she immediately agreed. "Of course, but how much does Brother Lin Feng need?"

"I need..." Lin Feng's words trailed off as he suddenly realized the number he needed was a bit off.

To buy the Snow Empress embryo, he needed over one hundred fifty million Gold Soul Coins. The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect was indeed wealthy enough, and they might actually be able to produce over one hundred fifty million Gold Soul Coins, but the problem was whether the strength and talent he had shown was worth a personal favor of over one hundred fifty million Gold Soul Coins.

Putting himself in their shoes, Lin Feng felt that he wouldn't give someone who had defeated a Soul Sage over one hundred fifty million Gold Soul Coins either.

Thinking this, Lin Feng changed his words. "How much can you spare? Lend it to me for now. Later, I might discuss a business deal with the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect."

Hearing this, Ning Rongrong immediately took out a gold card. "Brother Lin Feng, there are two million Gold Soul Coins in here. Take it and use it. As for paying it back, no need—consider it a little token of friendship from me to Brother Lin Feng."

Lin Feng silently accepted the gold card Ning Rongrong handed him. "This, how could I accept this?"

"It's just a small gesture."

On the other side, Shrek Academy.

"Dean, you mean my father is a Titled Douluo?"

"That's right, I met Haotian Your Excellency not long ago."

Tang San fell silent. Thinking back to how he had nearly died when hunting his first soul ring, doubt crept into his heart.

A Titled Douluo's child could face a life-and-death crisis during their first soul ring—was this how children were raised?