The girl, with her hands behind her back and her little feet tiptoeing, strolled among the clothes.
"I didn't expect there to be a Fairy Clothing Pavilion here!"
The girl's voice was soft and melodious, lacking some of her former heroic spirit, but sounding gentle and soothing.
"Where are you from, young lady? Don't you know? This is the headquarters of the Fairy Clothing Pavilion, its first store," the saleswoman said enthusiastically and proudly. "
Wow, I saw the Fairy Clothing Pavilion in Tian Dou City. I didn't expect its headquarters to be in this small city. No wonder the clothes here are even more beautiful!"
The girl seemed very excited, examining each garment.
"The Hundred Flowers Glass Skirt!"
The girl immediately took a liking to the short white glass skirt embroidered with floral patterns placed in the center.
"I want this skirt, bring it to me quickly!"
The girl pointed to the Hundred Flowers Glass Skirt and said matter-of-factly. She was always like this; if she wanted something, she only needed to say it.
The saleswoman hesitated for a moment, then pointed to the information plaque below the Hundred Flowers Glazed Skirt and replied softly and politely, "I'm sorry, young lady, the Hundred Flowers Glazed Skirt is an exhibit in our store, for display only, not for sale."
This was the sales method proposed by Ma Hongjun. High-end consumer venues need one or two prized possessions, so every store named Fairy Garment Pavilion has one or more valuable, unique, and named garments for display. The
original Wide-Sleeved Flowing Fairy Skirt and the seven sets of Seven-Colored Fairy Garments were taken to Fairy Garment Pavilions in other major cities as their prized possessions.
"They said they wouldn't sell it in Tiandou City, but I ended up buying it anyway. They won't sell it here either, so do you think I can't buy it?"
the girl said nonchalantly. In Tiandou City, she had only bought one set of blue Wide-Sleeved Flowing Fairy Skirt.
After hearing the girl's words, everything suddenly became clear to Ma Hongjun.
Last night, when he was talking with the Shuang'er sisters, they had discussed the development of Fairy Garment Pavilion in Tiandou City.
The matter of selling the flowing fairy dress was also recounted.
Ma Hongjun didn't mean the shop wouldn't sell its signature garments; he was simply using this method to enhance its prestige and cultivate relationships with distinguished guests.
People of status and power crave what others can't have. Those who
can afford the shop's prized possessions are representatives of high-ranking forces in the local city.
Therefore, another function of this garment is to foster friendly relations with local powers, ensuring the smooth development of Fairy Garment Pavilion.
This way, they earn a large amount of gold soul coins while also giving others significant face. After all, these powerful forces that value prestige don't care about gold soul coins.
The Ghost Axe duo and Xiao Yuanyuan went to Heaven Dou City. As soul masters, they were somewhat familiar with the rules of the soul master world in the famous Heaven Dou City.
Almost every soul master in Heaven Dou City recognized the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School's emblem, so when the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School's little princess entered Fairy Garment Pavilion, they immediately recognized the emblem.
The little princess immediately took a liking to the blue, flowing fairy dress in Tian Dou City. Initially, Xiao Yuanyuan didn't know the little princess's identity, assuming she was just an ordinary member of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, so she said the shop's prized possession wasn't for sale.
The little princess, however, couldn't resist her charms, so she revealed her identity. Finally, the twin sisters appeared, showing great respect by giving her the dress.
Of course, someone else later brought a gold card to pay for it. The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School wasn't short of money; they could afford anything, not just a dress.
"Where are your twin bosses? Are they here? Call your boss out!"
The girl's spoiled nature surfaced.
Ma Hongjun chuckled and walked over. This was Ning Rongrong, the little devil from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School who was about to become his junior sister.
The waitress saw Ma Hongjun approaching and respectfully stepped aside.
Ma Hongjun stopped in front of Ning Rongrong, less than a meter apart.
Suddenly, a surge of power coursed through Ma Hongjun's body, golden light flashing within him. The Dragon Soul Spear, unbidden, was about to burst forth.
Ma Hongjun sensed an aura from Ning Rongrong that was very similar to his own—not only similar, but also complementary.
Dai Mubai had once said that finding a complementary martial soul was extremely difficult. But once encountered, if they joined forces, the strength of their martial souls would multiply. This was the so-called martial soul fusion technique.
Could it be…
Ning Rongrong was also emitting a seven-colored light. Unable to suppress it any longer, she raised her hand, and a seven-story glazed pagoda appeared in her palm.
Seeing this, Ma Hongjun also ceased suppressing the Dragon Soul Spear within him, raising his right hand, and a silver spear with blue patterns appeared in his hand.
Ning Rongrong blinked her mischievous eyes, looking at Ma Hongjun in surprise. Ma Hongjun, with his long red hair and light blue robe, looked quite eerie.
The two locked eyes, both seeing the surprise and curiosity in each other's eyes.
A seven-colored light began to emanate from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, merging with the golden light on Ma Hongjun's Dragon Soul Spear, enveloping the spear in a rainbow of colors.
Ma Hongjun's soul power was a dark crimson-gold, a result of the fusion of his twin martial souls.
The Dragon Soul Spear possessed a golden hue, while the Evil Fire Phoenix radiated a crimson one.
A beam of light enveloped the two, and Ning Rongrong, her eyes meeting, felt a little flustered. This was the first time she had been so close to a man her own age, engaging in such eye contact.
This was the difference between an experienced driver and a novice. While Ning Rongrong's mind went blank and her heart pounded, Ma Hongjun remained clear-headed, contemplating his next move.
The fusion of their martial souls was something Ma Hongjun hadn't anticipated.
However, it made sense; both were weapon martial souls, one the strongest attack, the other the strongest support. A spear and a tower complemented each other perfectly. Their
shapes were also similar; the cone shape of the tower and the spearhead shared the same principle.
Martial soul fusion also had its rules regarding shape, mostly involving similarities or complementarities, such as the similarity of the Black and White Demon Tigers and the complementarity of the Golden Iron Triangle.
For example, while the Tang family's Clear Sky Hammer was also a top-tier attack weapon, it was difficult to find a martial soul to fuse with. Given its massive hammer shape, what could it possibly fuse with? What could it possibly be fused with?
The Dragon Soul Spear and the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda fused together. The small pagoda flew up in Ning Rongrong's hand, its hollow base fitting seamlessly into the spearhead.
The nearby waiter had been forced back by the power of the spirits. The middle-aged man across the street who had exchanged glances with Ma Hongjun had reached the entrance of the Fairy Robe Pavilion, watching in astonishment as the two figures bathed in seven-colored light.
He didn't dare disturb them. As a knowledgeable spirit master, he could easily tell that spirit fusion was taking place.
This was a major event, a significant achievement for the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.
Spirit fusion was highly valued by every faction; those who could fuse their spirits would generally strengthen their relationship and pass it on.
This was especially important for the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School—every spirit master understood what this meant for a support family.
The young man and woman bathed in light looked like a perfect match, a match made in heaven.
Perhaps this was a destiny ordained by fate, arranged by destiny itself.
Under the shy gazes of Ma Hongjun and Ning Rongrong…
The tower slipped perfectly onto the spearhead, a flawless fusion!