You Can Charge a High Price, but You Can't Disrespect Me!

You Can Charge a High Price, but You Can't Disrespect Me!

Boom!!

After the deafening blast, the Soul Power in the first-floor hall finally settled.

Dai Mubai was covered in blood. If not for his possessed Beast Martial Soul barely holding him up, he would have long since lost consciousness.

"You... why have I never heard of your Heavenly Dao Sword Martial Soul?!"

Only by truly facing that snow-white Sword Martial Soul could one understand just how terrifyingly powerful it was!

Moreover, during that Soul Skill just now, Dai Mubai had deeply felt his own insignificance.

It was as though a person were trying to fight against the entire sky.

It left one completely unable to summon even the slightest desire to resist.

Even after the battle ended, Dai Mubai was still gasping for breath, with a trace of relief in his heart.

If he had not covered his entire body in Soul Power, pushing the defenses of his White Tiger Vajra Transformation to their limits—

Then that single strike would likely have taken half his life!

Hearing Dai Mubai's question about his Martial Soul, Chen Feng did not hide anything.

"My Martial Soul is a mutation of the Seven Kill Sword."

Dai Mubai suddenly understood, but then seemed to recall something else.

"The matter involving the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect a few days ago—was that related to you?"

"Sword Douluo is my grandfather." Chen Feng's expression remained natural.

Those who practiced the sword were straightforward by nature. There was nothing to hide.

With that thought, the look he gave Dai Mubai became somewhat strange.

Probably very few people could guess that this man was a prince of the Star Luo Empire.

Upon hearing this, Dai Mubai immediately dismissed his Martial Soul. His body slowly shrank back down, and the crimson in his eyes gradually faded.

Then he walked up to Chen Feng, cupped his fists, and said:

"So you are Sword Douluo's descendant. Forgive my disrespect!"

"It's nothing. No fight, no friendship." Chen Feng waved his hand with a smile. "Your White Tiger Vajra is quite good as well. If you hadn't run into me, few people would have been your match."

One did not strike a smiling face.

In truth, Dai Mubai was quite easy to get along with. You only needed to be stronger than him...

Dai Mubai's eyes flickered as he laughed heartily.

"I used to think so too, but after seeing your Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring, I'm starting to doubt it."

Chen Feng merely smiled without speaking.

Dai Mubai did not press further about the origins of the Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring, since that was someone else's secret.

"By the way, are you here for Shrek Academy?" Dai Mubai suddenly remembered.

With talent like his, arriving in Suotuo City at this particular time, there was an eighty-percent chance he had come for Shrek Academy.

Chen Feng slowly nodded. "Yes."

Dai Mubai then turned back, put his arms around the two girls, and said:

"Chen Feng, it was a pleasure meeting you. I'll be waiting for you at Shrek Academy."

With that, he turned and walked out of the hotel.

At that moment, the middle-aged Manager Wang hurried over with a broad smile on his face.

"Young sir, you're truly incredible! Even Young Master Dai was no match for you."

He had vaguely heard just now that this young man seemed to have an extraordinary background as well!

To ordinary people like them, Soul Masters were lofty figures.

Powerful Soul Masters were even more remarkable.

Hearing the flattery, Chen Feng turned his gaze toward him.

"How much do you think the repair costs here should be?"

Manager Wang's face instantly filled with panic. He repeatedly waved his hands.

"How could we possibly let you spend money? I failed to recognize a great person and wasted your time. I truly apologize."

He could not have been more attentive. There was not the slightest trace left of his earlier arrogance.

Chen Feng could not be bothered to say more. He casually tossed out a handful of Gold Soul Coins and turned toward the stairs.

Manager Wang and the servants were left standing there in stunned silence, dumbfounded.

"This gentleman is so generous!" a female server could not help saying, her eyes filled with stars.

"He must be from some great clan with wealth no less than Young Master Dai's," another female server chimed in.

"No way? You've already set your sights on him?"

"Don't be fooled by how young he and Young Master Dai are. They're important figures!"

Manager Wang turned his head, his expression grave as he warned them:

"Stop talking nonsense! Be careful not to bring trouble upon yourselves!"

"That young sir is already a powerful Soul Elder at such a young age. How could people like us gossip about him behind his back?"

The next day.

After finishing his cultivation, Chen Feng went straight to Shrek Academy to find Dai Mubai.

"Chen Feng? Why are you here?" Dai Mubai was somewhat surprised.

He had played until late last night and had only just returned to the academy that afternoon.

Chen Feng smiled faintly, polite and modest.

"I was bored alone and wanted to find a companion to look around with. I wonder if Young Master Dai is free?"

"Of course!" Dai Mubai was equally straightforward.

He was very respectful toward those he acknowledged.

The two left the building, chatting as they strolled around.

"I never expected you to have such leisure, Chen Feng!"

Chen Feng answered naturally:

"I'll probably be staying here for a while in the future, so it's good to familiarize myself with the place beforehand."

"Mm." Dai Mubai nodded. "Once you enter the academy, we'll be friends!"

Shrek Academy had strict admission standards and only accepted monsters.

But in his view, Chen Feng was a monster among monsters. He would definitely get in.

As they passed a shop, Chen Feng's expression shifted, and a strange smile appeared on his face.

He had arrived at his destination!

The sign hanging above the shop was unlike any other.

It consisted of a sword, a hammer, and a Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon—the emblem of Spirit Hall.

"Young Master Dai, let's go in and take a look." Chen Feng's expression remained natural.

Dai Mubai looked somewhat odd. "Are you sure you want to come here?"

"Is there a problem?" Chen Feng knowingly asked.

"Ahem, nothing. Let's go in." Dai Mubai coughed lightly, quickly concealing the faint embarrassment on his face.

It was over. Chen Feng was probably going to get ripped off badly!

Chen Feng entered the shop and immediately spotted a middle-aged man reclining in a lounge chair.

The man had a protruding chin and wide cheekbones, making his face resemble a shoehorn.

A pair of crystal black-rimmed glasses rested on his sharp, shrewd little eyes.

With those familiar features, Chen Feng recognized him at once as Flender, the headmaster of Shrek Academy.

It seemed he had come to the right place.

And judging by the time, it was about right too!

With that thought, Chen Feng looked up and scanned the shelves.

Then he found a crystal the size of a human head beside the wall.

A large mass of Dark Yellow Substance was embedded within it. Without looking closely, one might have mistaken it for impurities.

Chen Feng asked casually, his tone calm:

"Boss, how much is this crystal?"

"Not expensive. Just one hundred Gold Soul Coins." A lazy, hoarse voice answered.

Without another word, Chen Feng took out Gold Soul Coins from his ring.

"Count them. I'll take it."

Only then did Flender slowly open his eyes and carefully inspect him from head to toe.

When he saw Chen Feng's clothes and accessories, regret immediately filled his heart.

It was over!

He had asked for too little!

But regret was useless. Chen Feng, who knew his tricks well, had already taken out the money.

At that moment, Dai Mubai blinked and said:

"Boss, can't you make it a little cheaper?"

Without even thinking, Flender said, "Of course not!"

As he spoke, he quickly took the crystal down from the wall and handed it to Chen Feng.

"Here you go."

Dai Mubai's face darkened.

As expected of the headmaster who was a crooked merchant—he would not even give his own student any face!

Flender looked elsewhere, acting as though he did not know him at all.

Seeing this, Dai Mubai grew even angrier.

Yet he had no way to vent it, leaving him terribly frustrated.

You can charge a high price, but you can't disrespect me!