Suotuo City: An Encounter with Ning Rongrong

In the woods east of Holy Soul Village, Jiang Yi slowly opened his eyes. A Blue-Gold Light flashed through them, only to vanish in an instant, replaced by a Cyan Gold Light.

All kinds of weeds had already grown around him, with Blue Silver Grass being the most abundant.

They had been stimulated by the life force radiating from him while he fused with the Soul Bone.

Having shared power with Dragon King Jiang Yi, his life force had already been incredibly strong. Now, strengthened by this Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone, it had naturally become even more powerful.

From among the Blue Silver Grass, he precisely located Ah Yin and pulled her up once more.

"Ah Yin definitely can't stay by my side for now. After all, I don't have a Soul Tool that can store living things."

"If Tang Hao sees her, he'll definitely go mad. I should find a place to hide her first."

"Once I deal with Dugu Bo and obtain the Wishful Hundred Treasure Pouch from him, I'll bring Ah Yin with me."

"After all, she's a weapon against Tang San and his father."

A cold smile appeared on Jiang Yi's face. Tang San, that petty bastard, wanted to kill him, so naturally, he would not let Tang San have an easy time either.

Killing him outright would be letting him off too easily. He had to torment him properly.

Holding Ah Yin, Jiang Yi left the forest.

Balak Kingdom, Suotuo City.

Suotuo City was one of the Balak Kingdom's two most important cities and was known as the kingdom's granary.

At Suotuo City's West Gate, a handsome, slender twelve-year-old boy in a black robe entered the city.

He was Jiang Yi, who had settled Ah Yin somewhere safe.

With his strengthened body, his travel speed had naturally become extremely fast. In about a day, he had rushed here from Holy Soul Village.

"So this is Suotuo City. It really is quite prosperous."

After entering the city, Jiang Yi arrived on the streets. Pedestrians streamed past without end, while stallholders lined the roads in a bustling crowd.

"I wonder how long Tang San has been at Shrek Academy?"

With that question in mind, Jiang Yi planned to quietly investigate Shrek Academy.

But Tang Hao's presence gave him pause.

If he went to investigate just like this, Tang Hao would definitely discover him.

Just as he found it difficult to make a decision, a sweet voice reached his ears.

"Boss, give me a skewer of grilled meat. Go easy on the spice."

"Certainly, miss. Please wait a moment."

Before the grilled meat stall, a young girl was speaking with the stall owner, gazing at the meat with a craving expression.

Her simple white dress gave her a clean, refreshing air. She had neat, ear-length short hair, delicate skin, and exquisite features.

She was around one meter sixty-five tall, with a very well-proportioned figure and a noble, ethereal temperament.

She looked like a young girl who had received an aristocratic education.

Seeing such a young girl in Suotuo City, Jiang Yi's eyes flickered. He had already made some guesses about her identity.

His Spiritual Power spread out, and he quickly discovered an opportunity.

He then walked forward and disappeared into the Sea of People.

At This Moment, Ning Rongrong had already received her meat skewer and eagerly took a bite.

"Mm~" Ning Rongrong Let Out A satisfied sound.

"I finally get to eat something. At that godforsaken Shrek Academy, I can't even get enough breakfast."

"They even ordered me to run twenty laps. Hmph, I'm not running."

After taking two more bites, she Was About To take out her money pouch to pay.

When she reached for her waist, her hand grasped nothing. She Did Not touch anything at all.

"Ah, where's my Storage Soul Tool?" Ning Rongrong cried out in shock.

Her attention had been entirely on the grilled meat just now, and she had not noticed her Storage Soul Tool being stolen at all.

This place was near the Commercial Street and packed with a Sea of People. She could not find who had stolen it for the moment.

"Miss, don't tell me you can't pay?" Seeing this, the barbecue stall owner's expression turned unfriendly.

Naturally, Ning Rongrong was not intimidated by him and immediately retorted, "Who says I can't pay?"

The barbecue stall owner's momentum faltered. He had heard the words "Storage Soul Tool" very clearly just now.

Although he did not know what a Soul Tool was, anything with "soul" in its name might have something to do with a Spirit Master, someone an ordinary person like him could not afford to offend.

"If you don't have money, then leave. Don't stand here and block my business." In the end, the owner weakly tried to sound threatening.

Little did he know that hearing this only made Ning Rongrong angrier. "You!"

She was the Eldest Daughter of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, yet a mere stallholder had accused her of having no money.

But she had no way to argue, because she truly had no money.

With so many people here, where could she possibly find the thief who had stolen her money?

"You little thief, how dare you steal in broad daylight!" A sudden rebuke rang out from the center of the crowd.

"Thief." Ning Rongrong's eyes immediately lit up, and she hurriedly ran over.

Pushing through the crowd, she saw a tall, upright, handsome man in black clothes at its center, grabbing a shifty-looking man dressed in coarse cloth.

The handsome man held a black bag in his hand. It appeared to have been searched from the shifty man's body.

"There are quite a few things in this cloth bag. Everyone, check whether you're missing anything and come take it back," the man called out to the surrounding crowd.

Hearing this, the onlookers all checked whether they had lost anything.

"Ah, my wallet is gone!"

"Mine too."

"Mine is gone too."

Ning Rongrong could no longer hold herself back and ran straight up to the man.

"My things are missing. Let me see whether they're in there." Ning Rongrong ordered rudely.

The man frowned at her and said, "Perhaps you should say please."

Ning Rongrong looked at him and Was About To lose her temper, but she suddenly Calmed Down.

A gentle smile appeared on her face, like a warm spring breeze. Its soft beauty made everyone around her unable to resist looking over.

"Could you please let me have a look?" Ning Rongrong asked gently.

"Hmph, now you'll obediently let me look." Ning Rongrong expected to see his attitude change.

Yet unexpectedly, the man merely glanced at her and said, "You're last in line."

He then handed the bag to the other people who had lost things, allowing them to retrieve their belongings first.

Ning Rongrong stood frozen in place, unable to believe that the man In Front Of her had actually put her last.

The people who had lost things swarmed forward. No one knew she was a Spirit Master, so they naturally shoved her straight to the back.

Soon, most of the items had been claimed. Only a small pink bag remained inside.

At this moment, a Middle-aged Fatty stretched his hand in with a broad grin, intending to take the Pink Bag.

"Is this yours?" The man pressed down on the fatty's hand and looked at him suspiciously.

"Heh, of course it's mine. Can't a man use a pink bag?" The fatty gave two dry laughs.