It looked like he would stir up a lending frenzy on this Douluo Continent, too.
But compared to gambling, his service truly gave people offspring with top-tier bloodlines. Only they themselves knew whether it was worth it.
"All right, everything that follows is what we discuss behind closed doors. I'll tell you all the precautions you need to know from here on."
Everything he had shown them with the doors open was free to view, but what came now was a paid service. Naturally, he couldn't let those looking for a free ride watch.
Actually, the most important reason was that he feared the later precautions would scare people off and make them afraid to come. In short, he would reel in whoever he could.
"First is the bloodline feedback mechanism. As I said before, every time your daughter gains one level of soul power, you'll receive one-tenth of that soul power as feedback. Every time she absorbs a soul ring, you'll also receive a corresponding increase in your soul rings' ages based on its age, again at one-tenth.
"For example, if the first soul ring your daughter absorbs now is five hundred years old, all your soul rings will gain fifty years."
"Is it really that heaven-defying? I thought the soul power feedback was already heaven-defying enough, but there's soul ring feedback too?"
"Of course. Anyway, whatever your daughter gains, you can receive one-tenth of it as feedback.
"With her talent, she'll absolutely become a Limit Douluo, level ninety-nine. By then, she'll have given you 9.9 levels in feedback. Round that off, and it's ten levels of soul power.
"As long as you work hard and cultivate to level seventy-nine in this lifetime, breaking through to level ninety won't be a problem. If you can break through to level ninety and become a Titled Douluo, becoming a Limit Douluo won't be a problem either."
"Boss, but my Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda only has seven floors and seven colors. I can only ever become a Soul Saint in this lifetime, with my soul power stuck at level seventy-nine, unable to absorb an eighth soul ring."
"Then what if your soul power level reached eighty?"
"What do you mean?"
Lin Yan countered with a question, and when Ning Rongrong heard it, her heart began pounding.
"Under the restrictions of the rules, your soul power gets stuck at level seventy-nine. Because you can't absorb an eighth soul ring, you can only remain a level seventy-nine Soul Saint for life. No matter how much more soul power you refine afterward, you can't break through that realm and possess level eighty soul power.
"But what if, after you reached level seventy-nine, you were given another level of soul power out of thin air? What would happen?"
"I don't know."
Ning Rongrong's breathing quickened.
"Perhaps that already goes against the rules.
"Our martial souls restrict us from ever breaking past level seventy-nine, but your bloodline feedback directly adds a level of soul power out of thin air. When that happens, when that happens, perhaps we'll be able to absorb soul rings too."
"Exactly. As the saying goes, two negatives make a positive. Perhaps the curse that's plagued your Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect for so many years really is that simple."
As Lin Yan spoke, he actually thought this conjecture was very possible, because his soul power feedback wasn't a rule of the Douluo Continent, but a rule from a higher dimension.
Only rules could contend with rules. It would come down to whose mechanism was stronger.
Lin Yan believed his mechanism was a little stronger than Douluo's, because when soul rings blocked one's cultivation, no matter how much soul power accumulated inside the body, one still couldn't break through to level eighty. The restrictions of the rules had locked that down completely.
Lin Yan was certain that the amount of soul power Ning Fengzhi currently possessed could already reach the level of a Titled Douluo, but the rules held him back. Without a soul ring, he couldn't break through and remained stuck at level seventy-nine.
But if a variable forcibly broke the rules and raised his soul power to level eighty, would that rule continue blocking him or let him through? Whose rules held greater authority, whose underlying code was stronger-there was no knowing that.
It was only a conjecture on Lin Yan's part, but he felt it was very close to the truth. Of course, there was also a strong possibility that all his thinking had been for nothing, but none of that stopped him from painting rosy promises here.
"So, people need dreams. I believe in you. You'll definitely become a powerful Titled Douluo someday."
"Then this money was far too well spent! Boss, it's a shame I've already been paired with someone else. Otherwise, I'd really want to have a child with you."
Ning Rongrong's words were startling.
"No, I'm the boss. I can't do that sort of thing."
Yet inwardly, he thought, Haven't we already had one? And you still have to pay me.
"All right, feedback is only one aspect. Whatever you receive, you have to abide by the corresponding rules.
"There's an affection mechanism between parent and child. Right now, the natural affection between you and the little one is sixty points. That comes from your bloodline.
"As long as you treat her with care, her affection can quickly soar to ninety points.
"With affection from sixty to ninety points, you can reliably enjoy the full ten percent feedback.
"When affection exceeds one hundred points, the feedback ratio will rise from ten percent to fifteen percent. But if it drops to ninety-nine points, even if it's only one point less, this extra bonus will instantly disappear, leaving only the base ten percent.
"And if affection falls below fifty points, the feedback ratio will keep decreasing until it reaches zero.
"Finally, there's the debt default mechanism. In this shop, whether you buy on credit, pay in installments, or take out a loan, once you exceed the stipulated time limit, I have the right to directly sever the bloodline connection between you and the child. This shop will unconditionally reclaim the finished product it cultivated and dispose of it as it sees fit.
"Of course, if you comply, I have no right to forcibly take the child away either. All of this is covered by a contract. Once you entered the shop and paid one hundred thousand Gold Soul Coins, you had already signed the contract. Both of us must fulfill it."
The instant Lin Yan said this, Ning Rongrong's expression changed. She hurriedly hugged her darling daughter tightly in her arms, looking panicked.
"No, absolutely not! She's my daughter! I gave birth to her with every ounce of strength I had! I'll definitely pay you in full on time. I'll never default!"
What strength did you put into it? Didn't you just move your fingers and spend a little money? All you did was give a drop of blood.
Lin Yan grumbled inwardly, but the customer was God. Whatever he said, he could only go along with her, just as when Daddy Ma said, "I have no interest in money," one could only take him at his word.
"Dear customer, thank you for all your hard work."
At this moment, Ning Rongrong also understood why Lin Yan wasn't flustered at all or worried about her debt. With this rule in place, no one would dare default.
"Once my father learns about this, he'll definitely give me his full support. Our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect won't miss out on such a heaven-defying opportunity either.
"I'll bring all the money within one day."
"Sure, I trust you.
"You can leave now. Anyway, the credit period is three days, so you don't need to rush too much. Just bring the money on time when it's due."
Ning Rongrong nodded furiously and was about to leave with her well-behaved daughter in her arms. But after hesitating for a moment, she still couldn't suppress the curiosity in her heart.
"Boss, I have one more question. Who is the child's father? Does he have a dragon-attribute bloodline? Otherwise, it shouldn't have been possible to mutate into this dragon pagoda martial soul, right? Boss, could you let me see your martial soul?"
"Of course not. I'm wearing a mask precisely to hide my identity. Wouldn't showing you my martial soul expose me? But I can swear on my martial soul that my martial soul absolutely isn't a dragon and has nothing whatsoever to do with dragons, doesn't it?"
"Then who is it?"
"I already said, I have nothing to tell you.
"The child was born through genetic technology in the first place. There's no need to trace everything back to its roots. You only provided a drop of blood, and he only provided a drop of blood too."
"But I still kind of want to know."
"No, you don't."
Lin Yan spoke mildly. Looking thoughtful, Ning Rongrong knew he couldn't possibly tell her, so she could only nod gently and stop asking.
Still, she gave Lin Yan's mask a long, searching look, and there was no telling what she was thinking.
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