In the center of the attic, a Soul Master poured his Soul Power into a metal object the size of a badge. A blue protective shield then appeared around him, enveloping him within it.
Seeing this, Ning Rongrong also showed a puzzled expression and said to Jun Yi, "Isn't that person demonstrating Defense-Model Soul Tool?"
"Yes, that's right, but how did something like this end up here?"
Jun Yi's mind raced, and countless guesses flooded his mind in an instant.
"Could it be that there is another transmigrator who created the Soul Tool?"
For a moment, Jun Yi couldn't help but recall the melodramatic novel he had read on Blue Star called " Douluo: My Martial Soul Is the Nine Secrets," which featured two transmigrators.
"Does this mean I also have two transmigrators on my side? This is ridiculous! This is so absurd!"
Sisi annoyed, Jun Yi stepped forward and said to the seller holding the Defense-Model Soul Tool, "Brother, may I take a look at this?"
"Sure, but be careful. This item is not for sale right now; only those who join the Spirit Hall are eligible to obtain it."
After saying that, the seller handed his Soul Tool to Jun Yi, Jun Yi then examined it. As he channeled his Divine Power into the Soul Guidance Array, he felt a sense of relief upon seeing the familiar engravings within the array.
"The magic array of this Defense-Model Soul Tool was made according to the blueprints provided by the system, but the technique is relatively immature, somewhat like the work of a beginner. But how did this thing end up in the Spirit Hall Academy?"
Jun Yi fell into deep thought, then asked the system, "System, besides me, are there any other transmigrators in the Douluo Continent, or rather, are there any others who have learned the method of making Soul Tool from you?"
The system's cold, mechanical voice entered Jun Yi's ears. "Host, rest assured, there is no other transmigrator in this world, and the blueprints for the Soul Tool provided by this system have only been given to you so far."
"Oh, so the Soul Tool must have come from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect School. It seems Ning Fengzhi and Bibi Dong reached some kind of deal, leading Ning Fengzhi to provide this Level 1 Soul Tool to the Spirit Hall. What kind of deal could it be?"
Jun Yi shook his head, returned the Defense-Model Soul Tool to the seller, and then went back to Ning Rongrong's side. Seeing this, the others also stepped forward, wanting to try out the Defense-Model Soul Tool.
Jun Yi's somewhat indifferent expression, Ning Rongrong asked, " Jun Yi, how come there are Defense-Model Soul Tool within the Spirit Hall Academy?"
"You'll have to ask your father," Jun Yi said, turning to Ning Rongrong with a smile.
"My dad?" Ning Rongrong asked, puzzled.
Jun Yi then began his explanation, saying, "I just investigated, and this Soul Tool comes from the Soul Tool blueprints I gave your father, so it can be concluded that it comes from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect."
"As for why this thing is here, I have reason to suspect that your father and the Pope are having an affair."
Ning Rongrong was initially listening attentively to Jun Yi's explanation, but when she heard him mention the relationship between his father and the Pope, she instantly felt that Jun Yi was talking nonsense again, and immediately wanted to beat him up.
Seeing that Ning Rongrong was about to throw a tantrum, Jun Yi stopped teasing her. He smiled and said to Ning Rongrong, "Don't be angry. I was just joking. It's just that Soul Tool are so precious, and your father actually provided one to the Spirit Hall. Don't you find that strange? There must be a lot of interests involved, but that's not something we should be thinking about."
Jun Yi countered with a question to Ning Rongrong. Upon hearing this, Jun Yi Ning Rongrong fell into deep thought. After a short while, a hint of melancholy appeared on Ning Rongrong face, and she asked softly:
" Jun Yi, do you think I shouldn't have come to the Spirit Hall Academy?"
"I know what you're thinking. You feel that you joined the Spirit Hall Academy without permission, which forced your father to cooperate with the Spirit Hall and provide the Spirit Hall Soul Tool to them. You feel that this is your fault, right?"
Upon hearing this, Ning Rongrong became even more melancholy and nodded slightly.
" Rongrong, you need to understand that Uncle Ning considers things much more carefully than we do. Back in the Papal Palace, he could have chosen to take you away, but he chose to leave you behind, which means he definitely had a plan in mind. So there's no need to blame yourself."
"Besides, every cloud has a silver lining. You may think joining the Spirit Hall Academy is a bad thing now, but it might turn out to be a blessing in the future. You're still young, and you can't just look at things on the surface."
Jun Yi's earnest advice comforted Ning Rongrong considerably, and she felt much more cheerful.
Upon hearing the phrase "You're still young," Ning Rongrong quietly asked Jun Yi, "You don't seem older than me."
"Um, I'm mentally older than you."
Jun Yi was surprised that Ning Rongrong was focusing on this, and felt a little speechless. However, she seemed to be in a better mood, so Jun Yi didn't argue.
"Don't think about it too much. Let's go look around other places and see if there's anything else we want," Jun Yi said to Ning Rongrong.
Ning Rongrong nodded, composed herself, and then the three of them strolled around again.
Half an hour later, the second round of the competition officially began, and the opponents and ring numbers for the second round appeared on the large screen.
Jun Yi was also very lucky this time, playing in the first half, while Zhu Zhuqing played in the second half.
Jun Yi ended the battle in an instant, opened the ROOM space, used ROOM· Shambles to swap the opponent's position with the stones outside the arena, and then closed the ROOM.
In one swift motion, taking less than three breaths in total, the opponent lost the match while looking completely bewildered.
This time, Jun Yi spoke of martial ethics, waiting until his opponent finished reporting his information before choosing to remove him from the ring. Under the opponent's puzzled gaze, he flicked his sleeves and left gracefully.
This time, Jun Yi didn't go to see Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing. After all, the morning's competition was over, and he wanted to use the rest of his time freely.
Just as Jun Yi returned to his dormitory and was about to go back to his room, he heard the dormitory manager call him back.
" Jun Yi, here's your letter. Please take it."
"Huh? Why would someone write me a letter?"
Jun Yi was very curious. He didn't seem to have any friends here, so why would someone write him a letter?
"Could it be that Xue Qinghe wrote a letter to me?"
Jun Yi curiously took the letter from the dormitory manager, returned to his dormitory, opened it, and saw the familiar thin gold script.
" Xiao Yi, I'm very sorry for selling the Soul Tool to the Spirit Hall without your permission..."
(End of this chapter)