Titled Douluo—Laicai?

The old man appeared calm, as though the Laser Gun in Lin Ran's hand were nothing unusual, but inwardly, he was utterly shocked.

The Laser Gun's attack was incredibly fast. Even he had no time to react; if he wanted to defend against it, he could only predict it beforehand.

Looking at the steel plate that had been hit, the struck area had formed a perfect molten hole, while the rest of the plate remained as smooth as ever, seemingly untouched by the attack. This showed just how concentrated the attack's power was.

And concentrated power meant powerful penetration—it could pierce armor!

Moreover, the Laser Gun had a range of a full ten kilometers!

A headshot from ten thousand meters away—this was practically an Assassination Divine Tool! A Weapon of Strategic Significance!

Buy it! No matter the cost, he had to buy it!

Lin Ran walked up to the old man and asked, "Senior, do you still wish to continue testing it?"

The old man smiled and shook his head. "No need. What you said is true, young friend. Let's return to the VIP Room and discuss the price properly."

"Easy enough." Lin Ran smiled pleasantly.

The two returned to the VIP Room and sat facing one another, with the Laser Gun placed on the table between them.

The old man summoned a waitress and said sternly, "I need to discuss an important matter with this young friend. Why haven't you brought tea and refreshments yet? Is this how our Auction House treats honored guests?"

The waitress hurriedly laid out exquisite pastries and drinks.

Lin Ran calmly sampled the desserts. The flavor was countless times better than anything he had eaten before.

Seeing how composed Lin Ran was, the old man could not help but feel a headache coming on.

This brat did not resemble a child at all.

The old man pulled the Laser Gun toward himself and said with a smile, "Your Laser Gun indeed possesses the power of a Level 8 Soul Tool. How about this? I'll make the decision and purchase it at the price of a Top-tier Level 8 Soul Tool. One price: three million Gold Soul Coins. Consider it the price of making a friend. What do you say?"

Hearing the old man's tone, as if Lin Ran were getting an enormous bargain, Lin Ran paused and narrowed his eyes at him.

This rotten old man was really devious.

"Twenty million Gold Soul Coins! Its range is ten kilometers, and it is so fast that it is practically impossible to defend against. Besides, there is only one such weapon in the world. Even I cannot produce a second one. And after you buy it, you may even be able to use this sole example to replicate a second, a third... Surely you understand its value, Senior."

As he spoke, Lin Ran pulled the Laser Gun back toward himself.

As for whether the Heaven Dou Empire could replicate a second one from this single weapon, he believed that was impossible.

The Laser Gun was also called an Electromagnetic Pulse Laser Gun. It came from a sci-fi world. It was not some simple mechanical construction like a Tang Sect Hidden Weapon; its precision was no less demanding than that of a Level 9 Soul Tool, perhaps even more so.

If the Heaven Dou Empire could deduce the technology to make it from a single physical specimen alone, then—he would admit that the Heaven Dou Empire was impressive!

"Impossible, absolutely impossible!" The old man shook his head so violently that afterimages appeared, but his hands were nimble. In the blink of an eye, he had pulled the Laser Gun back to his side.

"Young friend, you must be joking. Twenty million Gold Soul Coins can buy a Level 9 Soul Tool, while your weapon is merely a Hidden Weapon that even ordinary people can use. As for replication, that would be even more difficult. It would require enormous manpower and resources for research, and might even damage this one and only weapon. The losses would outweigh the gains. How about this? I'll make the decision and add another million for you. Four million, and we have a deal. What do you say?"

"Thank you for the reminder, Senior. I nearly forgot that this Laser Gun can be used not only by Soul Masters, but by ordinary people as well." Lin Ran pulled the Laser Gun back again.

"Just imagine it: if Senior wished to assassinate the Sun Moon Empire's emperor, while they were guarding against high-level Soul Masters, they would never expect an ordinary person to deliver the fatal blow. Who could anticipate that? So, the price needs to go up a little more. How about this? I'll take a loss and settle for twenty-one million. For twenty-one million Gold Soul Coins, you can buy the life of an enemy emperor. No regrets, no scams."

"Young friend, you jest. How could our Heaven Dou Empire possibly assassinate the Sun Moon Empire's emperor? Impossible. We would absolutely never do something so shameless!"

The old man flatly denied it, yet his heart stirred. He had to report this plan to Your Majesty.

Lin Ran's gaze turned strange.

The Heaven Dou Empire had indeed not assassinated the Sun Moon Empire's emperor. They had openly attacked instead, then had a Level 98 Titled Douluo set off fireworks by self-destructing above Xu Tianran's head.

The old man pulled the Laser Gun back over again and sighed. "To be honest, I wish to buy this weapon from you for myself. This old man has already passed seventy, yet only had a son in his old age. Unfortunately, that child was born weak and possesses only one level of Innate Soul Power. I want to buy this weapon only so that, after this old man dies, my child will have some measure of protection."

"How about this? I'll give you my entire fortune—five million Gold Soul Coins. What do you say? Sigh, if this old man buys this weapon, I fear that my poor child and I will have to live on the wind from the northwest from now on!"

The old man's pitiful performance left Lin Ran speechless.

He still remembered how the old man had seemed so inscrutable not long ago. Yet in the blink of an eye, he was here crying poverty and playing the victim.

Pah, you shameless old bastard!

How else could he have come to control the Heavenly Soul Royal Auction House?

Lin Ran grumbled inwardly.

He simply sat there quietly and watched the old man perform.

Seeing that Lin Ran remained unmoved, the old man could not help sighing inwardly at how difficult this child was. His previous words and the grand promises he had painted had nearly persuaded even himself. Sometimes, he felt that the Laser Gun should not sell for twenty million, but forty or fifty million instead.

This was the first time he had ever voluntarily raised someone else's price while haggling.

Fortunately, his resolve was firm, and he only raised it by one million each time.

Seeing that he could no longer keep acting, the old man calmly resumed his earlier dignified demeanor.

Looking at Lin Ran with appreciation in his eyes, he pondered for a moment before asking, "May I ask how old you are, young friend?"

"Six," Lin Ran said.

The old man became even more delighted. "When we were testing it earlier, I saw that you had already obtained your First Soul Ring. At your age, it seems you possess Innate Full Soul Power?"

Lin Ran nodded frankly.

The old man immediately said, "Do you have a teacher? If not, this old man is a Level 93 Titled Douluo, with the title Laicai, and also a Level 7 Soul Engineer. Would you be willing to take me as your master?"

Hearing that the old man was actually a Titled Douluo, Lin Ran was shocked. He had never imagined that someone so lacking in integrity could be a Titled Douluo—and a Level 7 Soul Engineer as well?

Still, that title was... quite unusual.

In his Previous Life, his friend's dog had that same name.

Just how much did he love money to choose a title like that?

Lin Ran's expression became exceedingly strange as he struggled to keep his facial muscles under control.

With suspicion in his eyes, he stared at the old man. "Senior, you want to take me as your disciple... You are not trying to use this to lower the price, are you?"

He no longer trusted the old man's integrity.

The old man said irritably, "How could that be? This old man genuinely thinks you suit his tastes, and you possess Innate Full Soul Power, which is quite rare. I truly wish to take you as my disciple. Also, just call me Old Liu from now on."

As for lowering the price, that was merely a side benefit.

Under the old man's expectant gaze, Lin Ran considered for a moment before slowly saying, "Old Liu, I currently have no master. However, my Martial Soul is blood, a type of Body Martial Soul. Are you certain you wish to take me as your disciple?"

"A Body Martial Soul?" The old man was startled. Then he frowned and sighed in disappointment. "It seems we have no fate as master and disciple. Otherwise, that old bastard Du Busi will come looking for trouble with me again."