What a steal!
With a Soul Tool of this caliber, all it would take was a little maneuvering to get it into a major auction house in Suotuo City or Heaven Dou City. It wouldn't go for less than three hundred thousand Gold Soul Coins!
He'd make a net profit of over a hundred thousand in one transaction!
Meanwhile, Ye Feng had already left the shop. He couldn't have cared less about the greedy old fox's elation behind him.
He knew he'd been taken for a fool, but he didn't care.
The money had never been his to begin with. Even if he'd lost it, it wouldn't have hurt.
More importantly, he'd successfully traded a massive hidden danger for real capital and a guarantee of safety.
Now all he had to do was find somewhere to focus on improving himself.
After wandering around Aolin City for most of the day, he finally rented a detached courtyard with a small garden in a secluded but peaceful neighborhood in the south of the city.
Only after paying three months' rent and closing the courtyard gate behind him did Ye Feng let out a long breath.
A sense of peace unlike anything he'd ever known washed over him.
Ever since he'd crossed over, he'd either been struggling in the slums of Nuoding City, working as a hired hand at the Red Romance Hotel, or crammed into the academy dormitory with a bunch of half-grown kids.
This was the first time he'd had a space entirely to himself.
The courtyard wasn't large, but it had everything he needed.
The room was spotlessly clean, with a bed, table, and chairs. The bedding was all brand-new, still carrying the faint scent of sunshine.
Ye Feng sprawled out in a starfish shape and flopped heavily onto the soft bed.
With the faint fragrance of soapberries lingering beneath his nose, he closed his eyes and began to think about what to do next.
First, he needed to take stock of the original plot of Douluo Continent.
There were still a little over two months before Tang San left Holy Soul Village and reported to Nuoding Junior Soul Master Academy.
A little over two months...
An idea flashed through Ye Feng's mind like lightning. He shot upright in bed.
Tang San! The newbie gift pack!
Tang Hao!
That was right!
After Tang San started school, that overprotective Tang Hao would be following right behind him as his bodyguard the whole time. On the very first day of school, in particular, he'd been secretly watching him from the academy.
But Tang San was still back in Holy Soul Village, banging away at metal, and Tang Hao was still there too, a drunken blacksmith with no interest in what was happening outside the village.
That meant the waterfall cave containing the Blue Silver Emperor's right leg bone was completely unguarded right now!
A hundred-thousand-year Soul Bone!
A priceless treasure that could send a Soul Master soaring to the heavens!
At the thought, Ye Feng's heart began pounding wildly.
He instinctively touched the silver bracelet on his wrist.
Without this Storage Soul Tool, even if he got the Soul Bone, he'd have no way to carry it away.
The moment that thing came out, it would blaze with light and radiate astonishing energy. It'd be like a searchlight in the dark, practically announcing to everyone that there was a treasure here.
Now that he had this Storage Soul Tool, the problem was solved.
Grab it and run. No one would be any the wiser.
As for whether stealing Tang San's opportunity would have any bad consequences...
Ye Feng scoffed.
What a joke.
The Blue Silver Emperor Soul Bone didn't have Tang San's name carved on it. It was an unclaimed treasure.
As Tang San himself loved to say, "Heavenly treasures belong to those with virtue."
And now, I, Ye Feng, am the one with virtue!
We each mind our own business. You take your path to godhood, and I'll take my gift pack. Fair enough.
Suppressing his excitement, Ye Feng began considering another possibility.
Should he capture Xiao Wu alive?
The thought had barely surfaced before he crushed it.
The risk was too great, and the reward didn't come close to justifying it.
Nuoding City had two gates. Who knew which one that little rabbit would use?
What if he waited outside the city?
What if she took another route?
Besides, the moment Xiao Wu entered the city, Tang Hao's freakish strength would let him sense the aura of a hundred-thousand-year Soul Beast immediately.
Just how far did a Titled Douluo's spiritual power reach?
The original story hadn't gone into detail, but even a Soul Saint could easily cover a hundred meters, as Flender had said.
So how far could a Titled Douluo reach? A few hundred meters? A few thousand?
Ye Feng wasn't about to gamble on that.
If Tang Hao caught him red-handed, Ye Feng wasn't strong enough to withstand even a sneeze from the man.
Risking certain death for a hundred-thousand-year Soul Ring he might not even be able to capture would be idiotic.
The Blue Silver Emperor Soul Bone was a much surer bet.
Plan set!
With his thoughts in order, Ye Feng felt much more at ease.
He took out all the illustrated handbooks about Soul Beasts that he'd "borrowed" from Yu Xiaogang.
These were genuine treasures.
Yu Xiaogang's so-called "core theories" were utter nonsense. These handbooks, compiled and illustrated by generations of Spirit Hall experts, were priceless.
He casually opened a copy of the Complete Collection of Common Soul Beasts and was instantly engrossed.
Meanwhile.
Holy Soul Village.
Tang San, who had just awakened Twin Martial Souls, was walking home with Old Jack.
Old Jack's face was flushed with excitement. He kept muttering "Blue Silver Grass" and "Innate Full Soul Power."
It was as though he could already see Holy Soul Village's glorious future, with a second Soul Saint rising from its ranks.
But Tang San couldn't shake the feeling that something was wrong.
It was a strange sensation, as if something that should have belonged to him was being watched by someone—or was even about to be taken away.
The feeling came from nowhere, yet it was startlingly clear.
Without letting it show, he scanned their surroundings and activated his Purple Demon Eye, taking in every movement and sound.
But there was nothing.
Only frogs croaking between the fields and wisps of cooking smoke curling up in the distance.
Strange...
Tang San furrowed his brow, suddenly feeling deeply uneasy.
"San, what's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"
Old Jack finally noticed something was off and asked with concern.
"N-no, it's nothing, Grandpa Jack."
Tang San shook his head, forcibly pushing down his unease.
Maybe he was simply feeling uncomfortable after the sudden changes brought on by awakening his Martial Souls.
Elsewhere.
A Martial Soul Awakening ceremony had just ended in a certain village.
Su Yuntao looked at the little girl in front of him, with her scorpion braid and delicate, doll-like features. He stroked his chin, his expression odd.
"Soft Bone Rabbit Martial Soul, Innate Full Soul Power?"
How was that possible?
A Soft Bone Rabbit Martial Soul was, at best, a moderately strong Beast Martial Soul. How could it have Innate Full Soul Power?
This year was downright bizarre!
First, a Trash Martial Soul, Blue Silver Grass, had awakened with Innate Full Soul Power in Holy Soul Village.
Now there was another Soft Bone Rabbit with Innate Full Soul Power?
Su Yuntao felt as if his whole worldview had been shaken to its core.
Since when had Innate Full Soul Power become so common?
He sighed, put away the crystal ball and black stones, and went through the usual spiel to the girl called Xiao Wu.
"Little girl, you have excellent talent. I recommend that you study at the junior Soul Master Academy in Nuoding City..."
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