If Soul Tools Could Be Bought, Then For the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect, Money Was No Object

A little earlier, elsewhere, Wu Siduo walked in front at an unhurried pace.

Her back was straight and upright, and her whole person gave off a cool, indifferent air.

Ning Rongrong followed behind her, but her eyes kept sizing up the two people around her.

On the left was Zhu Zhuqing, on the right was Wu Siduo.

The feeling these two gave her... was very similar.

Not in terms of looks, but that kind of presence. Both of them seemed quite cold in temperament.

Aside from their similar aura... Ning Rongrong's gaze shifted downward a little.

Their figures were very similar too.

Both of them had explosive figures, and the curves outlined by their clothes made Ning Rongrong unable to help lowering her head to glance at herself.

The gap was not small.

But she quickly threw that thought aside.

She was the princess of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect. She had grown up in luxury, with anything she wanted at her fingertips. A figure was just a figure—if she had it, she had it; if she did not, she did not. She did not care.

Besides, she was still young. There was still room to develop.

Ning Rongrong comforted herself like that, then returned to her naturally familiar manner. She quickened her pace by two steps and moved up beside Wu Siduo.

Ning Rongrong tilted her head, her tone friendly.

"There seem to be quite a few things in our academy that I've never seen before."

As soon as she spoke, the other girls also pricked up their ears.

"For example, that Virtual Pod. When I was inside, I couldn't tell what was real and what was fake at all..."

Wu Siduo did not stop walking, nor did she turn her head. She only replied faintly.

"They're all soul tools."

The answer "soul tools" was within Ning Rongrong's expectations, but when she truly heard it, her heart still could not help trembling.

So many soul tools—she had never seen them before. No, to be precise, other than storage soul tools, she had not even heard of them.

"Then where did all these things come from?"

Ning Rongrong continued asking, undisguised curiosity in her voice.

Wu Siduo was silent for a while.

"Dean Lin Feng obtained them from elsewhere."

Ning Rongrong froze for a moment. Wasn't that the same as not answering?

No, it should count as an answer. For something like this, they probably were not willing to reveal too much.

That made sense too. Ning Rongrong still had some ability to read people's expressions.

Wu Siduo's steps paused slightly. She turned around, her gaze sweeping across the faces of the girls.

"You don't need to know where these things came from."

Wu Siduo spoke slowly, her tone filled with confidence.

"You only need to know that, while studying in this academy, becoming a monster in the eyes of the outside world won't be a problem."

At those words, the girls were all stunned.

Wasn't Wu Siduo being a little too confident?

However, Ning Rongrong could not see any trace of bragging on Wu Siduo's face. It was as though she were merely stating a fact.

Zhu Zhuqing did not speak, but her black eyes seriously appraised Wu Siduo, as if judging how believable the words of the person before her were.

Then, she gave a slight nod.

It was not agreement. It was belief.

Zhu Zhuqing had fled all the way here from the Star Luo Empire for the sake of becoming stronger. She wanted to take control of her own fate. She did not want to be manipulated at will like a chess piece, and even less did she want to be buried alongside that so-called "fiancé."

That coward had fled from there on his own.

Whenever Zhu Zhuqing thought of that person, disgust surged in her heart. So she needed to become stronger—strong enough that no one could control her fate.

And this academy... so far, the feeling it gave her was not bad.

Those miraculous soul tools, that unfathomable Teacher Wu Zhangkong, and this utterly confident Wu Siduo before her...

Zhu Zhuqing felt that she might have come to the right place.

The other girls also nodded one after another, but the expressions on their faces still carried some disbelief.

"Um..."

A girl with a ponytail spoke cautiously.

"My soul power is only at rank fourteen, and my martial soul is very ordinary... Can I really enter this academy?"

"Me too. I'm only rank thirteen..."

"I thought I was definitely going to be eliminated..."

Wu Siduo glanced at them, her tone calm.

"Soul power level isn't the only standard for judgment. The fact that you made it through the three tests proves you're qualified to stay. Since you've stayed, that's enough."

With that, she turned and continued walking forward.

The girls exchanged a look and hurried after her.

They passed along a bluestone-paved path, circled around a strangely shaped garden, and the view before them suddenly opened up.

A three-story building appeared in front of everyone.

The building's outer walls were white, glowing softly under the moonlight. Each floor had a neat row of windows, and warm yellow light shone through them.

Several unknown flowering trees were planted by the entrance, and a faint fragrance drifted over on the night breeze.

"This is the girls' dormitory."

Wu Siduo stopped and took a bunch of keys from her robes, handing them out to each girl one by one.

"Single rooms. One per person. Everything inside is new. You can move right in."

Ning Rongrong took the key and looked at the building before her, her mouth parting slightly.

"Single rooms?"

She thought she had heard wrong.

In the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect, although she was honored like a princess, she also lived in a single room, but that was the treatment of the sect.

At an ordinary soul master academy, it was already good enough for freshmen to have a double room. Most were four-person rooms, or even six-person rooms.

But this academy directly arranged a single room for every new student?

And judging from the level of this building, the conditions inside probably would not be bad either.

"This is way too luxurious..."

The ponytailed girl's eyes widened, and even her voice trembled a little.

"Same here. At home, I even had to squeeze into one bed with my younger sister..."

The girls chattered away, the expressions on their faces shifting from shock to anticipation.

Wu Siduo waited until they quieted down, then raised a hand and pointed toward a two-story building not far away.

"That's the teaching building. Gather in the large classroom on the second floor at eight tomorrow morning. Don't be late."

Everyone quickly nodded.

"Go back and rest."

After Wu Siduo finished speaking, she entered the girls' dormitory first.

Ning Rongrong gripped her key, quickly walked up the steps, and found her room at the end of the second-floor corridor.

She used the key to unlock the door and pushed it open.

Then she stood in the doorway, completely stunned.

The room was far larger than she had imagined.

A wide single bed was placed against the wall, covered with snow-white bedding, the pillow fluffy and soft.

A uniquely designed lamp sat on the bedside table, giving off a gentle warm glow.

By the window was a desk, with brush, ink, paper, and inkstone arranged neatly on top.

A thick carpet covered the floor, soft beneath her feet.

Ning Rongrong felt that this place was quite nice to stay in, even better than when she was at the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect.

After a simple wash, Ning Rongrong lay on the bed, thinking that she did not know whether the soul tools in this academy were for sale. If they were, she could discuss it with the dean. After all, the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect lacked many things, but money was not one of them.

"Right, let's see what's inside the soul tool."

Ning Rongrong suddenly noticed her bracelet, then opened it.

Inside was a heavy bag, along with several sets of school uniforms, and... a black steamed bun?

No, was it really this shabby?

Ning Rongrong could not help freezing. They even handed out blackened steamed buns to students?