Xiao Wu flipped through it twice before handing it back to Ning Rongrong. With her personality, she simply could not appreciate it.
Ning Rongrong was left speechless. Though somewhat unconvinced, it was indeed true that even if she added up everything she owned, none of it was as fun as a game console.
She would show it off to Crown Prince Brother later. Hehe~~
Ye Yun raised an eyebrow. The crown prince? Qian Renxue, perhaps? Given her methods, news that the three of them had been personally brought back to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect would soon reach her ears.
It was only a matter of time before that little angel set her sights on him. Still, she was relatively harmless; she had always been tolerant when recruiting talented people, so the danger was comparatively low.
But he still needed to cobble together the Orbital Kinetic Bombardment Cannon as soon as possible before he could feel at ease.
"Knock, knock, knock—"
"Come in!"
The door was pushed open, and a maid entered the room. She bowed and reported, "Young Master Ye, Miss Xiao Wu, your residences have been prepared. They are near the young miss's courtyard."
Ning Rongrong's eyes lit up, and she secretly rejoiced. Dad really understood her. From now on, she could play with Brother Yun and Xiao Wu every day!
Ye Yun nodded lightly. "Thank you. Please take us over to have a look."
"It is my duty. Please follow me."
The maid stepped aside and raised a hand to lead the way, her manners impeccably proper.
Xiao Wu linked arms with Ning Rongrong and skipped along at the front.
Before long, they arrived before the courtyard. Its specifications were slightly inferior to Ning Rongrong's residence, but it would already have counted as a high-class dwelling anywhere else.
Ye Yun nodded. This place was indeed quite good. The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect truly was the wealthiest sect; even its guest quarters were decorated so luxuriously.
Moreover, the courtyard was large enough that there would be room to assemble any large items he made.
"Rongrong, Xiao Wu, I'll be staying here. Go take a look at Xiao Wu's courtyard."
"Huh? I'm not staying with you, Brother?"
Xiao Wu looked up at the maid in confusion. The latter wore a standard smile as she explained.
"Miss Xiao Wu, having guests squeeze together would make it seem as though we had neglected our honored guests, so everyone has their own residence."
Ning Rongrong chimed in from the side.
"That's right, that's right. Besides, having a courtyard to yourself isn't bad at all. I don't like outsiders entering my room either. Come on, come on, let's go see where you'll be staying."
Xiao Wu pouted and reluctantly let Ning Rongrong pull her toward the next courtyard.
Once the two had left, Ye Yun entered the house and took a brief look around.
The furnishings leaned toward an antique style. Many beautiful ornaments sat in the display cabinets, and incense was burning in the center of the room.
Hah... what extravagant wealth.
Ye Yun took out the Portable Multi-functional Laboratory and installed it inside the room. Fortunately, the ceiling beams here were high enough to accommodate it perfectly.
Knock, knock, knock—
As someone knocked on the door, a refined voice came from outside.
"Young friend Ye Yun, would it be convenient for us to meet?"
Ye Yun had nothing to hide. The Laboratory had iris and fingerprint recognition, and its walls were made of material from Honkai: Star Rail—soundproof, heatproof, and sturdy.
They could neither take it away nor get inside.
Ye Yun went forward and opened the door, finding Ning Fengzhi and Chen Xin standing outside.
"Uncle Ning, Senior Sword."
"No need for such formality. If you do not mind, you may call me Grandpa Sword, just as Rongrong does."
Chen Xin stood with his hands behind his back, a gentle smile on his face.
Ye Yun did not refuse. He still needed their help to find materials, so becoming closer to them would be a good thing.
"Sure, then I'll call you Grandpa Sword. You can call me Xiao Yun too. That's what my family calls me."
"Hahaha! Good! If you encounter any trouble in the future, just come find Grandpa Sword! I may have no other talents, but this sword of mine is sharp enough!"
Chen Xin laughed heartily and lightly patted Ye Yun's shoulder, looking greatly pleased.
Ning Fengzhi was also happy to see this. Once the atmosphere among the three had warmed up, he spoke.
"Young friend Ye Yun, that child Tang San wanted to look around by himself, so Uncle Sword and I came to see you.
Are you accustomed to living here? If anything is lacking, simply instruct the servants. There is no need to stand on ceremony."
Ye Yun's heart stirred at those words. He had been worrying over how to bring it up, only for the other party to come to him first. It was like receiving a pillow just as he was getting sleepy.
"Uncle Ning, to be honest, there is indeed something I would like to ask your help with."
"Oh? Please, go ahead. As long as it is within the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's capabilities, we will certainly see it done for you."
Ning Fengzhi looked gentle. He was not afraid of trouble; rather, he was more than willing. What he feared was Ye Yun being overly polite and distant, refusing to speak up when something came up. As long as Ye Yun had needs, there would be ways to improve their relationship.
"I need a large quantity of materials, and a wide variety of them. Of course, I will not let the sect work for nothing."
As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Yun pulled out a Desert Eagle.
If he wanted others to put in effort, he naturally had to show sufficient sincerity.
With the defensive armor he was currently wearing, he could completely withstand the damage from this handgun.
Once the subsequent materials arrived, he could also forge exclusive protective gear for Xiao Wu, Ning Rongrong, Tang San, and the others. Then, even when facing firearms, they would remain safe and unafraid.
Besides, the magazine only held seven rounds. Giving one away would not hurt, and it would instead make him more intimidating.
Ning Fengzhi and Chen Xin curiously looked at the Desert Eagle in Ye Yun's hand.
"Young friend Ye Yun, what is this?"
"This is called a Desert Eagle. It is a combat weapon from where I come from, and its power is decent enough. This weapon is equipped with seven armor-piercing rounds and can easily tear through a Soul Master's defenses.
But hearing is false while seeing is believing. Grandpa Sword, why not give it a try?"
Ye Yun looked up at Chen Xin. He intended both to demonstrate its power and to test the power it gained after being enhanced by [Harmony] and [Erudition].
He had never had a chance to test it before. Everyone he had encountered had been too low-level; even without Path enhancements, they could not withstand a single shot. Thus, the matter had been delayed until now.
Chen Xin and Ning Fengzhi exchanged a glance, both seeing the confusion in each other's eyes. Neither understood what armor-piercing rounds or a Desert Eagle were. They only knew it was a weapon.
"Ahem, in that case, Xiao Yun, go ahead and demonstrate that... eagle thing."
Chen Xin coughed lightly, concealing the awkwardness of his lack of knowledge.
The three came to an open area in the courtyard.
"Click—"
The handgun was chambered. Ye Yun raised it and aimed at Chen Xin, preparing to demonstrate an ordinary attack first.
"Grandpa Sword, you should summon your Martial Soul. After all, even a Contra would have to kneel before this thing."
Even without Ye Yun's warning, Chen Xin did not dare be careless. The instant the Desert Eagle was aimed at him, a sense of danger wrapped around his entire body.
Chen Xin held his sword horizontally before himself and infused it with Soul Power to strengthen its defense.
Bang!
As the gunshot rang out, Chen Xin's pupils contracted. By the time he reacted, his chest had already been struck hard by the sword blade. His chest felt tight and stifled, and he nearly could not catch his breath. The entire arm holding the sword trembled uncontrollably.
"Cough, cough, cough... What terrifying force..."
Chen Xin closed his eyes and regulated his breathing for a while before his aura finally steadied.
Ning Fengzhi was likewise shocked by the scene. Even with the observational ability of a Soul Sage, he had not seen how Ye Yun attacked. He only heard a tremendous bang, after which Uncle Sword appeared to have suffered a heavy blow.
He hurried forward to inspect his injuries.
"Uncle Sword, how are you?"
Chen Xin said nothing. He merely raised his sword, signaling for Ning Fengzhi to look at the spot that had been struck.
Ning Fengzhi looked over, and his heart was instantly consumed by wild joy and fear. A crushed iron disc was stuck to the sword blade.
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