Trading Soul Tools

The next day.

Lin Huai arrived at the Soul Tool Hall.

Spike had Scott come out to welcome Lin Huai.

"Ancestor, what kind of Soul Tool do you need today?"

"Teacher Spike said that if you have any needs in the future, you can tell me, and I will convey them for you, so as not to waste your precious time."

Under Scott's guidance, Lin Huai arrived at Pex's workshop.

"Lord Holy Son, do you have any requirements?"

Lin Huai nodded, pointing to several low-tier Soul Tools.

"Bishop Pex, I need you to help me modify these Soul Tools."

"Make them look extremely magnificent; it would be best if a first-tier looks like a third-tier, and a third-tier looks like a sixth-tier."

Pex was somewhat puzzled.

"Lord Holy Son, this would be somewhat flashy but lacking in substance, and might even prevent them from exerting their original power."

Lin Huai's eyes lit up.

"That is for the best. Just modify a few randomly first; I have a great use for them."

"Oh, and add anti-tampering arrays as well."

Pex began the work with a sense of helplessness.

Scott felt that Lin Huai intended to sell them to other factions.

"Ancestor, are you planning to sell Soul Tools to other factions?"

"Correct. Sell off some of the ones we have phased out to recoup some funds."

Lin Huai thought about the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect in the original text, which could actually spend ten thousand Gold Soul Coins on a few hidden weapons, and bought five hundred sets at once.

If he sold them a complete set consisting of first to third-tier Soul Tools, it wouldn't be excessive to sell it for one hundred thousand Gold Soul Coins.

In the era of Douluo II, third-tier Soul Tools generally cost between one thousand and three thousand Gold Soul Coins.

Compared to Tang San's few lumps of iron, the cost-effectiveness of Soul Tools was simply heaven-defying.

"The weapon is large, the power is small, carve some grass in the empty space; brush on a layer of oil, paint an 'X', sell it to the Seven Treasure and laugh out loud."

Scott was so full of admiration that he was on the verge of kneeling on the ground to sing "Conquer."

"Ancestor, you are simply too brilliant. With you, we are the nightmare of other factions!"

"But Ancestor, how much do you intend to sell them for?"

"One hundred thousand!"

Hearing Lin Huai's statement, Pex nearly dropped the engraving knife in his hand.

How truly black-hearted; these things wouldn't even sell for a total of one thousand Gold Soul Coins in the Sun Moon Continent, yet the Holy Son actually wanted to sell them for one hundred thousand!

No wonder he could become the Holy Son.

After some waiting, Pex handed five sets of magnificently-looking low-tier Soul Tools to Lin Huai.

Lin Huai directly called for Guang Ling, and the two of them went together to the hotel where the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect was staying.

Ning Fengzhi was worrying about the might of the Martial Soul Hall.

With over a dozen Title Douluo, even if the Upper Three Sects combined, they couldn't win!

Ning Fengzhi scratched his head.

"Sect Master, the Martial Soul Hall Holy Son is here to visit."

A trace of doubt appeared in his heart; he had never had any interaction with the Holy Son of the Martial Soul Hall.

"Quickly invite the Holy Son in!"

Lin Huai and Guang Ling walked into the reception room together.

Bone Douluo's expression froze instantly, noticing that Guang Ling was one of the six elders from that day.

Ning Fengzhi naturally noticed it as well.

"I wonder why Holy Son Lin has graced us with his presence?"

Looking at the smile on Ning Fengzhi's face, Lin Huai felt a bit of emotion; it truly fit his stereotype of a businessman.

"We recently discovered a batch of Soul Tools; after repairs, only a few still have any effect."

"The quantity is too small, and we cannot manufacture them, so we thought of selling them to you. It just so happens that the direct disciples of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect lack self-defense capabilities."

"I wonder what Sect Master Ning thinks of this?"

Ning Fengzhi pondered for a moment.

Thinking this was an olive branch extended by Martial Soul Hall, he was just about to refuse.

Lin Huai took out a set of magnificent Soul Tools.

He first pointed to a small necklace.

"A defensive Soul Tool. It can withstand a full-strength strike from a Soul Elder. After the soul power is exhausted, it has a one-day cooldown, and it can be used again once recharged."

This small necklace caused Ning Fengzhi's resolve to waver.

Regardless of Martial Soul Hall's intentions, his direct disciples truly needed such Soul Tools.

Ning Fengzhi kept his expression unchanged.

"I wonder how Holy Son Lin wishes to trade?"

Lin Huai smiled slightly; he had taken the bait.

"No rush, let me introduce the other Soul Tools to you first."

He then pointed to a bracelet.

"This is also a defensive Soul Tool with the same effect, but it can withstand a full-strength strike from a Soul Ancestor!"

"These two are offensive Soul Tools. The larger one can kill a Soul Ancestor once fully charged, while the smaller one can paralyze a Soul Elder for three seconds upon impact."

Lin Huai looked at Ning Fengzhi, who was gazing intensely at the four Soul Tools on the table.

"Fengzhi!"

Bone Douluo's voice appeared in Ning Fengzhi's mind, and he quickly resumed a calm expression.

Guang Ling looked at Gu Rong with a beaming smile.

Gu Rong lowered his head, feeling guilty.

"Holy Son Lin, just name your price. If it's reasonable, I will buy them."

Lin Huai pretended to ponder, then slowly spat out a few words:

"For all four together, two hundred thousand."

Ning Fengzhi was somewhat surprised; was he being treated like a fool?

"Holy Son, you are joking. Two hundred thousand is far too expensive."

"Twenty thousand, and I will take them all."

"If the Holy Son has more, I can increase the price accordingly."

Lin Huai also reined in his smile and replied seriously:

"I do indeed have four more sets. If you are sincere about buying, one hundred and fifty thousand per set!"

Ning Fengzhi hesitated, but these Soul Tools were like the jade hands of a beauty, constantly stroking his heart.

"Are the other four sets the same?"

Lin Huai took out the remaining four sets of Soul Tools.

"Sect Master Ning, feel free to test them, but please do not have high-level soul masters attack them, or you'll be responsible if they break."

Ning Fengzhi summoned several guards at the Soul Elder and Soul Ancestor levels and had them test the items one by one.

After confirming everything was correct, Ning Fengzhi waved his hand.

"Then I shall consider this a gesture of friendship; I will take them all."

"This card contains six hundred thousand Gold Soul Coins. I wish us a pleasant transaction."

Taking the gold card from Ning Fengzhi, Lin Huai also wore a smile.

"Pleasant transaction!"

Ning Fengzhi thought of what Lin Huai had said earlier and guessed that Martial Soul Hall must still have more Soul Tools.

"If the Holy Son has more Soul Tools for sale, you can prioritize us. Although the price won't be the same as today's..."

"I will certainly ensure you are satisfied."

Lin Huai and Ning Fengzhi shook hands.

"I will consider it. Sect Master Ning, remember to instruct the Seven Treasure Shop in Martial Soul City."

"So, Holy Son, you obtained six hundred thousand Gold Soul Coins just like that through a few low-level Soul Tools?"

Lin Huai took out the gold card and shook it meaningfully.

"Scarcity creates value, not to mention I specifically had Pex process them a bit."

Spike recalled that back in the Sun Moon Continent, only level six or seven Soul Tools could sell for such a price.

At this moment, he truly understood what Lin Huai meant when he said innovation brings progress.

As long as the things I discard are treated as treasures by others, money is nothing more than a string of numbers.

"Remember to discuss this with the Pope later; these six hundred thousand belong to me."

Lin Huai turned and left the Soul Tool Hall, tossing the gold card back into his bracelet as he did so.

Upon returning to the training grounds, he saw Hu Liena and the other two already there.

Yue Guan's peculiar voice rang out:

"Little Huaihuai, you've arrived just in time. I'll leave Nana and the others to you."

"I still have many matters to attend to, and once finished, I must go tend to my flowers."

Yue Guan vanished the moment he finished speaking; Lin Huai hadn't even noticed where he had been standing before.

Lin Huai noticed that both groups were glaring at each other with mutual disdain.

"Since that's the case, why don't you all have a fight first."

"It's three-on-three, after all."