Tang San and Xiaowu

After leaving the Rose Hotel, Youquan and the other two toured Suotuo City together.

After thinking it over, Xiaoxiao still could not help asking, "Sister Youquan, when you were fighting that blond man, why did you keep..."

Xiaoxiao carefully weighed her words.

"Provoking him?" Youquan asked with a smile. Seeing Ning Rongrong cast her a curious look as well, she explained, "There were two reasons. First, since we are joining Shrek Academy too, we may end up fighting side by side as companions. It is better for me to point out his flaws and weaknesses now than for us to lose or die on the battlefield later because of him. Second, judging by his Martial Soul, his true identity should be a prince of the Star Luo Empire. This is Heaven Dou Empire territory, after all. Seeing a Star Luo prince run wild on Heaven Dou soil, I could not resist teaching him a small lesson. Later, he refused to repent and had an awful attitude, so I wanted to give him a slightly more profound lesson. That was all."

Seeing Youquan spread her hands as she explained, Xiaoxiao and Ning Rongrong understood.

"So he is a prince of the Star Luo Empire. I heard my father say that the princes of the Star Luo Empire fight one another to the death for the throne. Could he have failed in his bid for the throne and fled here?" Ning Rongrong said with a frown. If that was really the case, then as a stray dog, what gave him the right to throw his weight around on Heaven Dou Empire territory?

"I heard that the princes of the Star Luo Empire have always married into the Duke Zhu Family, because they possess an innate Martial Soul Fusion Skill—the Hell White Tiger. I wonder whether he abandoned his fiancée and fled here, or left her at the academy while he came out to chase girls." Youquan curled her lip.

Thinking of the pair of twins Dai Mubai had been holding earlier, Ning Rongrong's impression of him worsened even further. Her expectations for Shrek dropped considerably as well.

"I did not expect you to know so much about royal affairs too, Sister Youquan," Ning Rongrong said with a smile.

"You do too. As expected of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect—your information network is really well-connected." Youquan smiled teasingly, steering the conversation away from how she knew about royal affairs.

"Of course. After all, my father is the Crown Prince's teacher," Ning Rongrong said proudly.

"The Crown Prince's teacher?" Youquan recalled that Qian Renxue's letter had seemed to mention it as well. In order to win over the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect and secure his position as Crown Prince, he had taken Ning Fengzhi, the sect master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, as his teacher.

"That's right." Ning Rongrong nodded. Then, spotting a rather peculiar-looking shop, she pointed at it and said to Youquan and Xiaoxiao, "That shop looks interesting. Why don't we take a look?"

Youquan looked in the direction Ning Rongrong pointed. Suotuo City truly deserved to be called a main-city-level city. Though it was only morning, the streets were already bustling.

All kinds of shops lined the street, dazzling the eye. The shop Ning Rongrong had pointed out was very different from the lavishly decorated stores around it.

The shop did not look very large, and its signboard was unlike those of the surrounding shops. Several unusual symbols were engraved on it.

Looking closely, Youquan discovered that these symbols were identical to the designs on the Spirit Hall token Qian Renxue had given her. They were a sword, a hammer, and a Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon.

Youquan did not understand why the shop's sign bore these symbols. Could this be a shop opened by Spirit Hall?

The three of them did not continue discussing the matter and headed toward the shop Ning Rongrong had pointed out, entering it.

"The sword on that sign should be Senior Sword Douluo's Seven Kill Sword from your Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, right?" Youquan asked softly.

"That's right. The other two should be the Clear Sky Hammer of the Clear Sky Sect and the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Martial Soul of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect," Ning Rongrong said with a nod.

"But why does the Spirit Hall emblem bear Senior Sword Douluo's Martial Soul? Why is it not the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda Martial Soul of your Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, like the other two?" Youquan asked curiously.

"Although our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda Martial Soul is powerful, it is precisely because its support abilities are so heaven-defying that we can only cultivate to Rank 79 at most. We can never break through to the Soul Douluo level in our entire lives." Ning Rongrong sighed helplessly. This was an open secret concerning the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda Martial Soul, so there was nothing she could not tell Youquan.

"Is there no solution at all?" Youquan asked with a frown.

"Only by reaching the legendary Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda level can one cultivate to become a Titled Douluo. Yet after the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda has been passed down for so many years, a Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda has never appeared." Ning Rongrong explained, her tone carrying a trace of dejection.

Youquan thought of her master's wife. When Cailin had evolved into a Seven-Colored Sky Swallowing Python, she too had believed she would never be able to break through for the rest of her life. Yet at the Spatial Trade Fair, she had encountered the Nine-Colored Raw Stone, and later found a clan of Nine-Colored Sky Swallowing Pythons in Nine Nether Deep Earth Python territory, allowing her to evolve into a Nine-Colored Sky Swallowing Python.

"Maybe you will be the first genius girl in your sect to evolve into a Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda." Youquan smiled encouragingly.

"I'll take your good wishes." Ning Rongrong immediately brightened at Youquan's words.

The three entered the shop, where a peculiar energy fluctuation caught their attention.

"Are these all Soul Tools?" Youquan sensed the familiar energy fluctuations. She had only seen such things at Spirit Hall before.

"They are indeed Soul Tools, but they are all antiques," Xiaoxiao explained after looking around.

Although she could not forge Soul Tools herself, she had encountered quite a few in her previous life, both offensive and supportive types. After she got together with He Caitou, whenever he crafted something, he would always prepare a copy for her.

"I thought this was going to be an interesting shop." Ning Rongrong said with some disappointment. She had seen many Soul Tools far better than these, so none of them seemed particularly remarkable to her.

Youquan shook her head and examined the items carefully. It was precisely in antique shops like this that one could unearth treasures—an insight she had gained in her previous life. Of course, it still depended on luck.

Just as the three were looking around, two more people entered the shop. They were the same two people they had encountered at the Rose Hotel earlier.

"It's you. What a coincidence," the boy in blue said, taking the initiative to greet Youquan and the others.

It was not actually a coincidence. Because Dai Mubai had been injured, the atmosphere had become extremely awkward after Youquan and the other two left. After exchanging a few simple words with Dai Mubai, Tang San had quickly pulled Xiaowu away.

Curious about Youquan, Tang San had unconsciously followed her into this shop.

"It is quite a coincidence." Youquan looked at Tang San with an amused expression. With her Soul Force, she had naturally noticed that Tang San had been following her, but since they might become classmates in the future, she had not exposed him.

Xiaowu was extremely displeased by Youquan's amused expression and immediately rushed forward angrily, intending to say something.

Tang San grabbed Xiaowu and pulled her behind him. Then he introduced himself to Youquan and the others.

"Are you going to apply for Shrek Academy too? How about we travel together? Let me introduce myself. My name is Tang San, and my Martial Soul is Blue Silver Grass. This is my younger sister, Xiaowu. Her Martial Soul is the Soft Bone Rabbit."