Early morning.
A thin mist hung in the air, carrying a slight chill and a damp freshness.
Chen Ping had changed into casual clothes, looking rather unlike the students of the Sun Moon Royal Soul Engineer Academy, who, whenever they finally got a holiday and no longer had to wear uniforms, immediately decked themselves out in gold, jade, and embroidered finery.
This was really what people meant when they said money gave the poor courage.
The more someone had a little money, but not much, the more inclined they were to dress themselves up in dazzling splendor, wishing everyone could see that they had money to spend.
But for a self-made founder at Chen Ping's level, none of that meant much. He had swallowed a Soul Bone worth over ten million Gold Soul Coins without hesitation, so why would he care about those cheap ornaments?
Gazing into the distance, he saw that the sun had already shown half its face in the east, while two graceful figures gradually appeared in his field of vision farther away.
They walked quickly and reached Chen Ping in no time.
Ning Tian had changed into a fitted white outfit that outlined her graceful figure to perfection.
Her fair skin and white clothes enhanced one another, lending her an even more crystalline quality and an elegant air untouched by worldly dust. Her only adornment was a bracelet of Starlight Sapphire Storage Pearls around her wrist.
The petite, lovely Wu Feng wore an Ochre Robe with Red Sleeves and Gold Patterns, looking trim and smart. Her figure was proud and shapely, its fiery curves in no way inferior to Ma Xiaotao's when Chen Ping had first met her.
Could it be that female fire-attribute Soul Masters were all naturally well-endowed?
Looking at the two youthful, energetic