Join the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect? Do You Take Me for a Fucking Idiot!

"Elder Kong, go with them."

Ye Ling instructed Kong Deming.

There was no helping it. The only person who could recognize those rare metals and knew which rare metals they currently lacked the most was Kong Deming.

"Oh, right. Leave me that Level Five Destroyer Hand Cannon."

"Yes, Young Master!"

At that, Kong Deming took out the cannon he had just put away and handed it to Ye Ling.

Only then did he leave the area under Xu Yunchang's almost fawning guidance.

"What is this young friend's name? You are that Silver Moon Douluo's Young Master?"

Seeing Kong Deming address Ye Ling as Young Master, Ning Fengzhi's eyes widened, and he could not help asking.

"I am Ye Ling. Let's leave my relationship with Silver Moon Douluo aside for now. At the moment, I would like to show Sect Master Ning something."

As Ye Ling spoke, he handed the Destroyer Hand Cannon in his hand to Ning Fengzhi.

"This thing is called the Destroyer Hand Cannon. It possesses the power to kill Spirit Masters below the seventh ring."

Ning Fengzhi took the hand cannon, but when he heard Ye Ling's introduction, he still trembled.

One had to know that the current Ning Fengzhi was limited by his martial soul, and even now he was only a rank 79 Spirit Saint.

Did that not mean this thing could even threaten him?

"Young Friend Ye, is that true?"

"Can a Support-type Soul Master like me also bring out this thing's power?"

After carefully examining the iron lump in his hand, Ning Fengzhi could not help asking.

He truly could not see what was special about the thing before him, nor did he know what it was used for.

However, because the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda martial soul had the ability to seek treasures, he could faintly sense that the material of the object in his hand was not simple either.

"Sect Master Ning only needs to put this hand cannon over his hand, then activate Soul Power to launch an attack."

Ye Ling explained how to use it from the side.

Ning Fengzhi was just about to use it according to Ye Ling's instructions when Gu Rong interrupted him.

"The sect master's body is worth ten thousand in gold. How can you test such a dangerous thing? Let me do it instead."

After saying that, he even glanced at Ye Ling with a veiled look.

In the end, they still did not trust Ye Ling for now, but Ye Ling could understand that.

After hesitating for a moment, Ning Fengzhi still nodded and handed the hand cannon to Gu Rong beside him.

Following Ye Ling's explanation, Gu Rong slipped the hand cannon onto his hand, then activated his Soul Power.

Buzz...

The hand cannon flickered with light, as if it had been switched on.

A trace of curiosity flashed across Ning Fengzhi's and Gu Rong's faces almost at the same time.

As Gu Rong's Soul Power gathered, the light inside the muzzle grew brighter and brighter.

Boom! A thunderous blast!

Dazzling light once again shot out from the muzzle.

A tremendous surge of energy descended upon this empty ground once more.

Beside the pit not far from the first test shot, another pit had actually been left behind.

"Hiss!"

Ning Fengzhi sucked in a breath of cold air, and even Gu Rong, who had tested it personally, looked shocked.

They had never imagined that such a little thing could unleash such a powerful attack.

It was not even inferior to the full-strength strike of an ordinary Spirit Saint.

In any case, Ning Fengzhi felt that if he faced such an attack himself, he would definitely die without someone protecting him.

"Uncle Bone, how does it feel? How much Soul Power did it consume? Is there any discomfort in your body?"

After seeing the hand cannon's power, Ning Fengzhi immediately asked Gu Rong.

"There's no discomfort in my body. The Soul Power consumption is about the same as using a sixth soul skill."

Gu Rong carefully sensed his own condition, then said this to Ning Fengzhi after a moment.

"This is... this is a weapon that can change the status of us Support-type Soul Masters."

Ning Fengzhi's expression was extremely excited.

For a Support-type Soul Master like him, the greatest problem lay in the fact that he himself had no attack power whatsoever.

Once a Support-type Soul Master was approached, the outcome was almost certain death.

Even for a powerful Spirit Saint like Ning Fengzhi, who was already rank 79.

If he faced an Assault-type Soul Master around rank forty or fifty alone, his life would probably be in danger.

This was why there was always a Titled Douluo following Ning Fengzhi.

"Young Friend Ye, where did this hand cannon come from?"

"I wonder if there are any more weapons like this?"

"Our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect is willing to purchase them in large quantities!"

Ning Fengzhi took the hand cannon Gu Rong handed over and said this, somewhat unable to put it down.

"Sect Master Ning, the hand cannon in your hand is a Level Five Soul Tool, named the Destroyer Hand Cannon."

"It is assembled from multiple rare metals and possesses the power to kill Spirit Masters below the seventh ring."

Ye Ling was in no hurry to answer Ning Fengzhi's question and instead introduced it on his own.

"Level Five? Soul Tool?"

As expected of one of the smartest people on the continent, Ning Fengzhi almost instantly caught the key points in Ye Ling's words.

"In other words, there may be even higher-level soul tools?"

"Even... even ones that can threaten a Titled Douluo?"

Ning Fengzhi said in some disbelief.

"Sect Master Ning, the more powerful a soul tool is, the higher its requirements for the user's Soul Power."

"Just like the Destroyer Hand Cannon in your hand. At the very least, it requires a Five-Ring Soul Master to activate."

"If one wants to activate a soul tool capable of killing a Titled Douluo, then the user himself must also be a Titled Douluo."

Ye Ling explained.

Here, Ye Ling had actually deliberately concealed the Milk Bottle that could charge soul tools.

Because it was necessary to make these high-and-mighty Spirit Master lords believe one thing.

That was, those who could use these soul tools also had to be Spirit Master lords of the same class, one of their own.

Ning Fengzhi nodded in understanding. In his view, this explanation was indeed reasonable.

"Sect Master Ning, these soul tools were indeed manufactured by us."

"However, due to manpower and materials, the current output is very low."

As Ye Ling spoke, he watched Ning Fengzhi's expression.

"You can completely join our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. Our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect has ample manpower, and we are also the wealthiest sect on the continent!"

"As long as you are willing to join us, my Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect is even willing to offer the position of vice sect master."

Ning Fengzhi said impatiently.

If a Titled Douluo with a 100,000-Year Spirit Ring could join them, and also bring this epoch-making soul tool technology with him...

Then the future of their Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect would simply be bright beyond measure.

"Sect Master Ning must be joking."

Ye Ling gave a mocking laugh.

This Ning Fengzhi really had some beautiful ideas. Join the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect?

He was simply daydreaming.

Ning Fengzhi frowned and was just about to say something when a voice interrupted him.

"Young Master, I've picked everything out."

Kong Deming had already returned with Xu Yunchang.

Judging from Kong Deming's expression, his harvest this time should have been rather plentiful.

"Mm. Thank you for your hard work, Elder Kong."

Ye Ling nodded, then said to Xu Yunchang.

"Boss Xu, I'll leave this hand cannon that can kill a Six-Ring Soul Master with you."

"I'll give you seven days. I want to see this item at the highest-level auction in your Auction House."

"Also, you must make the people from the other forces across the entire continent know the specific effects of this hand cannon."

After a pause, Ye Ling took two steps forward and patted Xu Yunchang, this Eight-Ring Soul Master, on the shoulder.

"Boss Xu, do you understand what I mean?"