Vina set aside her thoughts and entered the Tent with Mu Xue.
Come to think of it, besides hunting for a fourth Soul Ring for her First Martial Soul, the Snow Lotus, she also needed to keep an eye out for Soul Rings for her Second Martial Soul.
Her Second Martial Soul, the Brain, was a purely mental Body Martial Soul. But Psychic Type Soul Beasts were rare, and their senses were exceptionally sharp, making them the hardest to find.
So she did not demand especially old Soul Rings. She had never hoped to absorb a Psychic Type Soul Beast over fifty thousand years old.
She planned to start adding Soul Rings to her Second Martial Soul early, once her Snow Lotus Martial Soul reached five rings and her body could withstand the Soul Power of a Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring.
After all, a full set of ten-thousand-year Psychic Type Soul Rings would already be formidable.
The Body Sect's leader had once promised to arrange a teacher with a Psychic Type Body Martial Soul for her soon. Nearly half a year had passed without another word, though, which struck her as strange.
Seeing Ning Tian enter the Tent again as though she knew the way by heart, Lu Yi found himself at a loss for words.
Was this just how rich people behaved?
Ning Tian, however, spoke as if claiming credit. She had just defended Lu Yi in front of Vina's group. She definitely had not come in because this tent was spacious and comfortable—she only wanted to prove his importance and make sure they did not look down on him.
At that flimsy excuse, Lu Yi could only say helplessly, "What a sacrifice you're making! I don't know how to thank you."
"I just couldn't stand them