The Little Demoness Ning Rongrong

With the Gold Soul Coins earned from that drop of Soul Silver, Yang Fan went to purchase a thousand-year-old Whale Glue and several ten-year-old ones.

The former was used to assist his cultivation, while the latter was for trade.

Whale Glue was considered hard currency on the continent.

In this era, no one had yet developed methods to strengthen the physique and increase the age limit for soul ring absorption, but its ability to enhance sexual performance was no secret.

Moreover, the higher the age, the better the effect, though it was easy to suffer bodily rupture if one's level was too low.

Therefore, ten-year-old Whale Glue was the most suitable for trade, especially in impoverished areas where having children was a necessity for many. Talented children could allow a family to defy their fate, while untalented girls could be sold to slave traders or brothels for profit, and boys could be put to manual labor.

Yang Fan felt sorrow for this decaying era, yet he was somewhat powerless to change it. He simply cultivated even harder, whether out of a desire for self-preservation or that sliver of an idealistic dream to change things deep within his heart.

Time flew, and half a year passed in the blink of an eye.

A shop for buying and selling treasures called "Yang's Treasure Appraisal Pavilion" rose to fame in Heaven Dou City.

This shop had secured a supply of ten-year-old Whale Glue through special channels, opening up a market among the lower classes; in particular, the business model of advance consumption had solidified his customer base.

The small shop from back then had now expanded several times over. A two-story building covering over a hundred square meters stood there, its golden plaque looking grand and imposing—a new name bestowed by the Crown Prince himself.

On this day, a young girl dressed in a goose-yellow dress with a noble and outstanding temperament walked in, followed by two beautiful and imposing handmaidens.

At a glance, one could tell she was either a member of the Imperial Family or a little princess from a sect; in any case, she was no ordinary person.

"So this is the Yang's Treasure Appraisal Pavilion that boasts an appraisal ability comparable to our Seven Treasures Glazed Sect?" Ning Rongrong said coldly.

Her gaze swept past the front desk, where the receptionist, despite her pretty face, was a disabled person sitting in a wheelchair.

A few days ago, Ning Rongrong had heard her father complaining that the Heaven Dou Imperial Family had found a soul master who was very skilled at appraising treasures, causing their own business to decline, which had piqued her curiosity.

In her mind, the Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda was the authority in the appraisal circle, and her own Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda was the authority among authorities.

In the history of the sect, the quality of her martial soul was top-tier, which made her even more pampered than she already was, fostering a personality like that of a little witch.

"Yes. If the guest wishes to have a treasure appraised, you may go to the second floor. The master is cultivating up there."

The frail girl, Ye Rou, replied softly.

"This is for you."

Ning Rongrong took ten Gold Soul Coins from the small pouch at her waist and tossed them to Ye Rou.

"Thank you."

Ye Rou did not like the girl before her; that high-and-mighty attitude of throwing money around reminded her of unpleasant things.

However, Ye Rou knew that cultivation required money, and her master needed money too; otherwise, he wouldn't have opened this shop, nor would he have saved her from that hooligan to manage it.

Ning Rongrong was sharp-witted and saw Ye Rou's displeasure at a glance, but she didn't care. If it weren't for the fact that the girl was disabled and somewhat pitiful, she wouldn't have even bothered giving her the small change.

She was here to stir up trouble today.

She, the Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda, was the number one treasure appraiser in the world!

Upon reaching the second floor, she saw a youth with a gentle-as-jade temperament idly teasing a pot of thriving Blue Silver Grass.

"You are the Yang Fan who claims to be the number one treasure appraiser in Heaven Dou?"

Ning Rongrong looked at the youth, who was only a few years older than her, in surprise.

She only knew that her father had said the person was a man with an eyeglass martial soul, but she hadn't expected him to be a peer.

In the appraisal business, besides the factor of one's martial soul, knowledge was also crucial. She had learned it by being brought along by her father since childhood, and it was only after the special training method following her martial soul awakening that she became an appraisal genius.

What right did this person have?

Ning Rongrong couldn't help but feel a bit curious about the boy before her.

Yang Fan was using his spiritual power to cultivate a bond with A Yin when he suddenly heard the question from the person who had come up, feeling a bit annoyed; he felt like leaving her to wait.

Even Qian Renxue, who was posing as the prince, didn't dare to be this arrogant toward me, the dignified number one treasure appraiser of Heaven Dou. I wonder who this girl is.

"Hey!" Ning Rongrong was very angry to be ignored. "Are you deaf?"

"I heard you."

Yang Fan sighed inwardly. Having lived for over thirty years across two lifetimes, he wouldn't bicker with a little girl. He would just brush her off and send her away.

"Are you here to stir up trouble?"

Yang Fan asked indifferently.

"I heard you are the number one treasure appraiser in Heaven Dou. What a big mouth you have; I want to compete with you."

Ning Rongrong had never been ignored like this. In the sect, her peers all flattered her endlessly, and she had even tugged the beards of Titled Douluos, the top combatants of the continent.

"Since it's a competition, there must be a stake. I have a piece of Ten-Thousand-Year Whale Glue here; I wonder if you dare to bet."

Yang Fan took a piece of high-quality Ten-Thousand-Year Whale Glue from the storage bracelet on his right hand and placed it on the table, intending to test her.

Over the past six months, in order to better cooperate with the Imperial Family, he had leaked the method of consuming Whale Glue at high temperatures, but this was still a secret that only top-tier soul masters had the chance to know.

If the girl showed a look of surprise, it meant she was either from the Upper Three Sects or the Heaven Dou Imperial Family, which would make her worth his hospitality.

If she showed a shy look as if looking at a pervert, then she was likely just a poser, and he would simply have her kicked out.

"This is the body-tempering treasure, Whale Glue? And it's ten-thousand-year-old?" Ning Rongrong looked at the Whale Glue on the table with slight surprise. Her father had fed her several pieces, but this was the first time she had seen one of such a high age.

With the influence of the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect, obtaining Ten-Thousand-Year Whale Glue was not difficult; it was simply that Ning Rongrong was an auxiliary-type spirit master with poor physical constitution, so her elders had not given it to her.

"Don't say I'm bullying you. How about this token? With it, obtaining spirit rings in the future will be much easier for you."

Ning Rongrong thought about it, and she really didn't have many things on her that could compare to Ten-Thousand-Year Whale Glue. Although she was the young mistress of the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect, she was still young, and her family didn't feel at ease giving her true treasures—after all, a person who carries a jade ring in public invites theft.

Yang Fan glanced at the token. It was engraved with the patterns of five different spirits: a sword, a hammer, a tyrannosaurus, a crown, and a chrysanthemum. He recognized it immediately as a token issued by Spirit Hall, and one of a high rank at that.

With this token, one could enter most spirit beast forests under Spirit Hall for free, and even hire spirit masters affiliated with Spirit Hall to assist in hunting at a discounted price.

Although this token was decent, he didn't actually have a pressing need for it. Once he obtained the methods for spirit soul creation and contracting from Legend of the Dragon King later on, would he really be lacking in spirit rings?

It was truly a chicken rib—tasteless to eat, yet a pity to discard.

Being able to produce such an item, Yang Fan could already guess the identity of the young girl before him.

"The young mistress of the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect, eh? Since you want to compete, then let's do it."

Yang Fan clapped his hands, and the guard stationed at the stairs came to his side.

"Go bring the new shipment sent by the Heaven Dou Imperial Family. Let me have a friendly spar with Young Mistress Ning Rongrong."

Watching the back of the Yang's Treasure Pavilion guard as he headed downstairs, Ning Rongrong narrowed her eyes slightly.

This sense of oppression—could he be a Spirit Saint?

For a Spirit Saint to serve as a guard at a shop run by a child of ten or so, the Heaven Dou Imperial Family clearly valued him highly. She just wondered how capable he really was.

She crossed her arms over her chest and stared coldly at Yang Fan.