As a businesswoman, Ning Yu subconsciously assumed that Ji Feng wanted to buy another Storage Soul Tool.
No, ten thousand coins-the bargaining was far too ruthless.
Ji Feng said, "I just want you to help me with something. If Shrek intends to secretly hunt down anyone in the next few days, you can let me know a bit earlier."
Ning Yu smiled. "That's a minor matter. Our Ning Family has deep roots with Shrek; if the Inner Court has any missions, they also come to us for help. Are you a bounty hunter?"
Ji Feng had just walked out of the Star Dou Great Forest. Although he had the Undead Demiplane to rest and bathe in, he still looked travel-worn, appearing no different from those bounty hunters.
"Yes, Shrek Academy's secret missions pay extremely well, and I want to get first-hand intelligence."
Ning Yu said, "A small matter, no charge."
She took out the ten thousand Gold Soul Coins and pushed them toward Ji Feng.
Ji Feng waved his hand.
"You should just take it. I want to make a friend of you; my name is Ji Feng."
Ever since he was little, Ji Feng had a personality characterized by chivalrously scattering wealth, frequently treating his friends to outings.
When it came to things like money, he really had no concept of it.
The ten thousand Gold Soul Coins belonged to the old woman anyway, and he didn't feel a twinge of heartache spending them.
Ning Yu felt that Ji Feng possessed the temperament of a scion from a great family, and she couldn't help but feel a surge of favorable impression toward him.
"If you're unsatisfied with this Twenty-Four Bridges Bright Moon Night, I guarantee returns and exchanges. Besides, there's a matter related to Shrek Academy. I wonder if you might be interested."
"Let's hear it."
"Do you know the Tang Sect? It's the sect founded by the Sea God Tang San back on Dourol Continent. Right now, there's a Tang Sect girl begging in the alley behind us, and she probably won't last much longer. If Shrek's people still don't come..."
Ning Yu didn't finish, but there were some things left unsaid that everyone understood.
Ji Feng said, "She's from the Tang Sect?"
"Yes, a girl from the Tang Sect, only about ten years old. Truly miserable."
Ji Feng was stunned. Around ten years old-wasn't that Tang Ya?
Tang Ya's family was seized so quickly?
And she was reduced to begging in Shrek City?
How could that be? Where were Shrek's people? Were they really so heartless?
They were all beneficiaries of her ancestors' grace.
"Is there some other reason behind this?" Ji Feng felt there might be some hidden circumstances.
Ning Yu looked around to make sure no one was eavesdropping, then lowered her voice. "Ji Feng, that Tang Sect girl apparently took sect pills to sell and offended the Xiang Family Pill Shop."
"The pill shop people threw her onto the street and had people watch her, letting her starve to death. The Xiang Family Pill Shop has dealings with the Wo Shing Wo gang; this is their usual tactic."
Upon hearing this, Ji Feng pondered for a moment. "Are the people guarding her Soul Masters?"
Ning Yu nodded.
"Yes, and they even have a bit of a grudge with me."
"What Martial Soul? What cultivation?"
"Her cultivation is that of a newly advanced Soul King, but her Martial Soul is unique."
Ning Yu gathered seven-colored precious light in her hand, slowly forming the shape of a dark red lizard on the table.
Red Poison Fire Lizard.
Ji Feng asked again, "You're being so proactive. Are you trying to get me to deal with them for you?"
Ning Yu smiled. "I didn't say anything of the sort, but if you want to extract intelligence from Shrek, that girl is a good opening. Their Tang Sect holds enrollment slots for Shrek. If you're interested in that girl, I can lend a hand."
Ji Feng raised an eyebrow. "Is this supposed to be a partnership? Why are you coming to me?"
"You're so interested in Shrek, and you're a capable person. If I don't look for you, who else?"
"How do you know I'm capable? That's a Soul King."
In the original work, a Soul King was only at the level of just starting to show their edge, and could even be blown away by a single shot from a Level 7 Soul Tool. But in the real Dourol Continent, a Soul King was the lifetime limit for ordinary people.
They could be appointed as elders in ordinary sects, a realm already looked up to by common folk.
A Soul King was the backbone of any sect; if one died, it would undoubtedly cause a shockwave throughout the sect.
"To be able to walk out alive from the depths of the Star Dou Great Forest, and casually pull out seventy thousand Gold Soul Coins in cash, how could you not beat a Soul King?"
This woman seemed to have her sights on him.
Ji Feng's mind raced.
Should he save Tang Ya?
Tang Ya was Bei Bei's girlfriend; clearly, she hadn't met Bei Bei yet.
Could this be a setup by Shrek, a setup for Tang Ya with the goal of having Bei Bei play the hero saving the damsel in distress, making Tang Ya fall in love with Shrek?
Yet she was about to starve to death.
Tang Ya was only ten years old.
The lower district of Shrek City-it looked a lot like the Kowloon Walled City from Ji Feng's previous life.
Layer upon layer of sheet-iron houses were haphazardly piled together, and wastewater of unknown origin flowed out from the gaps in the tin, hitting the ground with a pattering sound.
The people living here were all impoverished folk.
Busy earning two meals a day, there weren't many people around during the day. By evening, pedestrians gradually increased, and the clattering sounds of people trampling on the tin roofs echoed through the air.
Tang Ya, kneeling on the ground, opened her eyes.
Her mom and dad had already died, and her home was gone.
Perhaps dying right here was her best destination.
A passerby saw her in tattered clothes and truly pitied her, tossing her a piece of bread.
Tang Ya reached out to pick it up, but right beside her, a man wearing green Soul Master robes kicked the bread flying.
"Did I tell you that you could eat?"
The green-robed man kicked Tang Ya, sending her sprawling into the wastewater.
A passerby was displeased, stepped forward, and asked the green-robed man, "Lord Soul Master, why are you giving a hard time to a little girl?"
The green-robed man glanced at him sideways, the corners of his mouth curling up to reveal a mouthful of yellow teeth.
"Does it fucking concern you, you stinky retard? I'll do whatever the hell I want!"
The passerby still wanted to argue, but his friend pulled him away.
"Are you blind? Can't you see that's a Soul King from the Xiang Family Pill House? Damn it, if you want to die, I'm not keeping you company."
Hearing that it was someone from the Xiang Family, the passerby didn't say anything more.
Tang Ya lowered her head and closed her eyes; she hadn't eaten for a whole day.
Stomach acid surged up to her chest, burning intensely.
If she didn't eat today, she was afraid she wouldn't make it through.
And if she didn't make it through, that was fine too-once she starved to death, she would be free.
Right now, Tang Ya felt the world was pitch black, with absolutely no way out.
Inside the Undead Demiplane, Ji Feng was waiting for the Dragon Core.
She was fusing the scimitar and the bones, and according to what she said, she would craft an entirely new Level 5 Soul Tool.
Ji Feng watched the continuously revolving Dragon Core, then glanced at the Dragon Corpse nearby.
"Little sister, the things I buy for you aren't few, right? From now on, stop treating me like your biological brother, okay?"
"Aiyah, brother, what's a biological brother? You're my forever brother! Those previous things had already gone spoiled, but I still ate them anyway. Do I not love you enough yet? Brother~"
Her words made Ji Feng feel somewhat guilty; he needed to get some fresh dishes for this good sister of his.
Before buying groceries, however, he had to make preparations.
Ji Feng looked at the Level 5 Soul Tool scimitar, a puzzle in his heart.
What was this Dragon Core playing at? Since when could it manufacture Soul Tools?
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