Chapter 89: Playing with Flender
After the battle, the group turned back and headed towards the sect.
Ning Bei had already assessed the combat abilities of the two beasts.
A'bao was on the verge of reaching the Super Douluo level. After using his Berserk ability, his strength increased considerably, and with the Sky Bear King's "Tear Heaven Claws" technique, he could easily defeat anyone below level 96.
Ah Du 's cultivation, after two years of residing in the Dan Tower, had reached level 96, and with his unparalleled defense and speed, he was almost at the same level as A'bao. It was hard to determine the winner between the two beasts.
Of course, this was without the aid of Ning Bei's many auxiliary combat pills.
Ning Bei speculated that after consuming his pills, except for the Golden Crocodile of the Spirit Hall and the three peerless Douluo, he could likely fight to a draw with most opponents.
Even if he couldn't win, with his survival pills, it wouldn't matter if he exchanged injuries. He could always come back to life with a full recovery.
A few days later, that night, the two girls sneaked out of the sect.
"Rong Rong, are you sure we haven't been discovered?"
"Don't underestimate me, I've already sent the guards away. We can head to Soto City now."
Xiao Wu was a little worried about sneaking out. Ning Bei's "Heartfelt Iron Fist" was no joke, especially after the full-strength improvement from the Yi Shi Dan. That technique was extremely insulting and destructive.
"Is the Shrek Academy really that interesting?"
Ning Rong Rong saw that Xiao Wu was hesitating and quickly tempted her: "I heard from the merchant team in Seven Treasure City that the Shrek Academy only accepts monster students. It should be really interesting. If you don't want to go, I'll go alone!"
Xiao Wu's rabbit ears twitched. She couldn't let her sister go alone, especially since it would be fun. But thinking about Ning Bei, she still felt a little afraid.
Seeing her hesitation, Ning Rong Rong grabbed Xiao Wu's hand and headed out of the city.
"What are you so afraid of? If she dares to hit you, just wait a few more years, give her ten little rabbit kids, and tire her out."
Xiao Wu's face turned bright red upon hearing this.
"Don't say that. You're the one who will have ten little rabbit kids!"
"Whatever, let's go, I'm tired of staying in the sect. A little walk outside would be nice."
The two girls walked toward Soto City in the Barak Kingdom.
After the two girls left the sect, Ning Bei's figure appeared. Watching their retreating figures, he smiled.
"Is it time? I need to stretch my legs as well. Not to mention these two greedy little girls, I'm getting bored myself."
With that, he summoned his external spirit bone and flew toward Soto City. At the same time, a fifty-year-old albatross appeared in his hand, and he stuffed a letter into its beak before sending it off.
Three days ago, after noticing the two girls secretly plotting, Ning Bei realized it was time for them to go to Shrek Academy. He had already made arrangements with Ning Fengzhi, planning to keep an eye on the two daring girls.
The next day, Ning Bei, who had left later, arrived in Soto City ahead of the girls. Determined not to leave a single penny for the small-time crooks, he went straight to find Flender's spirit master supply shop.
After searching for a while, he came across a shabby little wooden house. Ning Bei couldn't help but scoff.
"A Spirit Saint has fallen this low? Even if you occasionally rob the city's gangsters with your old buddies, it's no excuse for running this pathetic shop."
He entered the store and saw a four-eyed middle-aged man with a long face lying on a reclining chair.
"Yep, this is the guy."
After scanning the room, Ning Bei found a shabby crystal on a shelf in the corner. He picked it up and weighed it in his hand, surprised that it wasn't light.
Who would have thought that a piece of trash sitting by the roadside would hide something valuable inside? Although he wasn't particularly interested in this, he thought that as long as it wasn't left for San'er, it was a huge win.
"Boss, how much for this crystal?"
Flender, who hadn't even opened his eyes, lazily replied, "100 Gold Soul Coins."
"Here you go."
Without saying a word, Ning Bei tossed a pouch from his soul tool toward Flender.
Flender opened his eyes, caught the pouch, counted the coins, then sized up Ning Bei.
Recognizing the unmistakable wealth, he cleared his throat.
"Sorry, you heard wrong. I meant 500 Gold Soul Coins, that's not enough."
Ning Bei didn't respond, instead tossing another pouch at Flender. From the weight, it was clear it contained more than 500 Gold Soul Coins.
Flender almost couldn't hide his drool. A fat sheep like this? Please, give me a stack of them. But then he remembered the academy's terrible condition and the unpaid salaries of the instructors. His "one con is one" mentality kicked in, and he cleared his throat.
"Sorry, you misunderstood. I said 1000 Gold Soul Coins. You're still a little short."
Ning Bei looked at Flender with a smile, teasing him, "1000 enough? Not gonna add more?"
"Well, you make a good point, let's make it 2000."
"Oh? You added just like that? So obedient? But I rushed out without enough money. What should we do?"
"Simple, just go back and get it. I'll wait for you."
"I don't want to go back, but I still want this crystal. What should I do?"
Flender, hearing the teasing in Ning Bei's voice, felt his face darken. Was he trying to rob me now?
An aura belonging to a Spirit Saint began pressing down on Ning Bei.
"Then let's see if you have the ability."
Ning Bei widened his eyes, staring at Flender.
"Spirit Saint? How did someone like you end up in a place like this?"
Flender was satisfied with the reaction. He'd been through this many times.
"Afraid? I'll just take your Gold Soul Coins for now. If you want the crystal, come back with 3000 Gold Soul Coins."
Ning Bei slapped his chest and sighed in relief as if he had just escaped a disaster.
"Ah, so you're the Spirit Saint, huh? Well, that's... interesting."
Flender, hearing this, suddenly straightened up, only to be caught off guard by Ning Bei's follow-up.
"Wait, I'm a Spirit Douluo. What should I do?"
A pressure unique to a Spirit Douluo immediately pressed onto Flender.
Flender's face changed, shock and horror filling his features. This kid looked younger than 20, yet he had the strength of a Spirit Douluo? What kind of monster was this?
Realizing he had picked a fight with the wrong person, Flender quickly shifted his attitude, trembling.
"Ah... um... respected Spirit Douluo, I'm Flender, a Spirit Saint. Have you heard of the Golden Iron Triangle? I'm the 'Flying Corner.'"
Flender quickly mentioned his name, hoping the other party would hesitate, even though he could tell the background behind Ning Bei was formidable. But since he hadn't made a move yet, he figured a little bloodletting wouldn't hurt.
Ning Bei pretended to understand, clapping his hands.
"Ah! So you're the Golden Iron Triangle, never heard of it!"
Flender was happy for a moment, thinking Ning Bei understood him, but then Ning Bei's next words made him freeze up.
"You've never heard of it? Slap your own face!"
(END CHAPTER)
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