The Seven Treasures Token Smacks Him in the Face; Ning Rongrong Wants to Buy Half a Day of Su Hang

The students around the training ground fell silent.

An ordinary person might go their whole life without even touching a token from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

Xiao Chenyu stared at the token, forgetting even to swallow the bun in his hand.

Wang Sheng edged up beside him and lowered his voice.

"Is that thing worth a lot?"

Xiao Chenyu immediately tugged him back.

"You could sell yourself and still not get half of one."

Xiao Wu stepped in front of Su Hang and raised a hand to stop the token.

"Why did you come looking for Brother Su Hang as soon as you got here?"

Ning Rongrong withdrew the token and spun it halfway around between her fingers.

"Because I'm rich."

Xiao Wu grabbed Su Hang's sleeve.

"Being rich doesn't mean you can just buy people."

Ning Rongrong edged half a step closer.

"I'm buying half a day, not the rest of his life."

Xiao Wu immediately turned around.

"Brother Su Hang, did you hear that? She still wants to buy you for life."

Su Hang held his teacup, nearly getting tangled up in the two of them.

"Both of you, sort out what you're saying first."

Ning Rongrong held the Seven Treasures Token in her palm and offered it to Su Hang again.

"Will you take it?"

Su Hang didn't reach for it.

"First, tell me what you want to verify."

Ning Rongrong looked around at the students, then at Xiao Wu standing beside Su Hang.

"Too many people here."

Xiao Wu immediately cut in.

"Then don't say anything."

Ning Rongrong gave a soft snort and leaned half a step closer to Su Hang, lowering her voice.

"Selling sausages."

The lid of Su Hang's teacup gently tapped the rim.

Ning Rongrong continued, pressing her voice lower.

"And the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect will bleed."

At those words, Su Hang was sure.

The diary had already reached her hands.

Ning Rongrong had come here talking about verification, but what she really wanted was to see just how accurate the future written in the diary would be.

Xiao Wu was completely lost.

"What selling sausages?"

Ning Rongrong lifted her chin.

"That has nothing to do with you."

Xiao Wu tightened her grip on Su Hang's sleeve.

"If it has something to do with him, it has something to do with me."

Seeing how fiercely Xiao Wu was guarding him, Ning Rongrong couldn't help retorting.

"You sure stick your nose into everything."

Xiao Wu didn't back down an inch.

"I feel like it."

Su Hang set his teacup on the stone table.

"The Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda is beautiful, and its boosts are powerful."

Ning Rongrong was about to respond, but Su Hang continued before she could.

"But it's stuck at a bottleneck."

Ning Rongrong's fingertips stopped at the edge of the token.

The students around them didn't understand.

But Tang San raised his head at those words.

Yu Xiaogang also looked over.

The limitation of the Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda was something the upper echelons of the Soul Master World had heard about.

The Seven Treasures were still the Seven Treasures.

Going any further was difficult.

Ning Rongrong pressed the token beneath her palm.

"You even know about that?"

Su Hang replied casually.

"It's not as if the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect buried the matter in the ground."

Ning Rongrong was unconvinced.

"But you're just a work-study student at Notting Academy. How would you know?"

Su Hang picked up a pastry and handed it to Xiao Wu.

"There's a lot I know."

Xiao Wu took the pastry and immediately nodded.

"That's right. Brother Su Hang knows all sorts of things."

Seeing how naturally she said it, Ning Rongrong felt even more annoyed.

"I asked him, not you."

Xiao Wu took a bite of the pastry.

"I'm just proud of him."

Tang San stepped forward at that moment.

"Miss Ning, if you want to understand the limitations of the Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda, perhaps you could ask my teacher to analyze them."

Yu Xiaogang clasped his hands behind his back and stepped beside Tang San.

"The development of auxiliary Martial Souls hinges on boost ratios, Soul Power capacity, and Martial Soul structure."

"The Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda has powerful innate advantages, but its limit on the number of levels is also obvious."

"If we approach it from the direction of Martial Soul Evolution, it may well be worth researching."

Ning Rongrong turned to Yu Xiaogang.

"Can you make the Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda evolve?"

Yu Xiaogang paused.

"That would require a great deal of information and long-term analysis."

Tang San picked up where he left off.

"My teacher's theoretical system is very complete."

"Even a Martial Soul like Blue Silver Grass can be given a control-oriented path. We can at least analyze the direction of the bottleneck in the Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda as well."

Someone at the edge of the training ground let out a quiet laugh.

Xiao Chenyu quickly covered his mouth and turned away, stifling his laughter.

Su Hang raised a hand and tapped the tabletop.

"You haven't even patched the leaks in Blue Silver Grass, and you're already rushing off to repair a pagoda."

The laughter around the training ground scattered all at once.

Wang Sheng immediately crouched behind the wooden railing, bun in hand.

"Boss Su's words are brutal."

Xiao Chenyu lowered his voice too.

"Brutal, sure, but spot-on."

Yu Xiaogang's fingers pressed into his sleeve, but he kept up his posture.

"It's normal for a newly developed Spirit Skill to take time to settle in."

Su Hang looked at Tang San's right hand.

"After all this time, does it still go numb?"

Tang San pulled his sleeve down.

"Soul Master cultivation always comes at a price."

Su Hang nodded.

"Fine. Whatever makes you happy."

The words fell lightly, but they stung more than an argument would have.

Ning Rongrong looked at Tang San, then at Yu Xiaogang, and suddenly found the things written in the diary even more interesting.

Tang San really could hold his temper.

And Yu Xiaogang really did love talking theory.

But when those two ran into Su Hang, neither could get the upper hand.

Ning Rongrong slapped the Seven Treasures Token onto the stone table.

"Su Hang, I'm buying half a day of your time."

"Do you dare to accept?"

The token landed on the table with a crisp clink.

Xiao Wu immediately pulled Su Hang toward her.

"He's expensive. You can't afford him."

Ning Rongrong was unconvinced and tapped the token with her finger.

"Even a favor from the little princess of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect can't buy half a day?"

Xiao Wu stuck out her chest.

"Can't afford it."

Ning Rongrong took a step forward.

"You're not him."

Xiao Wu shot back at once.

"I'm on his side."

Ning Rongrong looked at Su Hang.

"You're just going to let her boss you around like that?"

Su Hang picked up the Seven Treasures Token and turned it over between his fingers.

The token was exquisitely made, and it even contained the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's unique Soul Power mark.

Taking this thing with him really could save him a lot of trouble.

Seeing that he had finally picked up the token, Ning Rongrong raised her chin.

"That's more like it."

Xiao Wu hurriedly tugged on Su Hang's sleeve.

"Are you really selling half a day?"

Su Hang put the token back on the table.

"I can verify it."

Ning Rongrong was about to speak, but Su Hang raised a hand and pressed down on the edge of the token.

"But I choose the place, and I choose who comes."

Ning Rongrong stared at the Seven Treasures Token beneath his hand.

"You're pretty good at negotiating."

Su Hang looked toward the other side of the training ground.

"Tang San has to be there too."

Tang San stopped adjusting his sleeve.

Yu Xiaogang looked over as well.

Ning Rongrong was intrigued.

"Why bring him along?"

Su Hang picked up his teacup. The tea had gone cold.

"Because there's no fun in verifying some things alone."

Xiao Wu edged closer to him.

"What about me?"

Su Hang answered without hesitation.

"You're coming too."

Xiao Wu was immediately satisfied.

"Now that's more like it."

Ning Rongrong pushed the Seven Treasures Token toward Su Hang.

"Fine. I accept your rules."

Tang San stood where he was, not agreeing right away.

But Su Hang had already turned to look at him.

"Tang San, do you dare to enter this Verification Bureau?"