Upon hearing this, Qian Renxue glanced at Lu Feng.
Although this person was somewhat shameless, putting everything else aside, Lu Feng's judgment was quite good.
A granddaughter of a Poison Douluo.
A young lady from the Star Luo Zhu family.
It was only because Qian Renxue didn't know Zhu Zhuqing's true identity that she was able to remain so calm.
At this moment, the auction for the catwoman had concluded.
Ning Fengzhi spent 250,000 gold soul coins, overpowering all the Heaven Dou nobles, and successfully won the ownership of the catwoman.
It was believed that this 'romantic affair' would soon spread throughout the entire noble circle.
Lu Feng walked to the window and looked at the auction hall seats.
At this moment, an old man in the red area stood up and was pointing at Ning Fengzhi, saying something.
He was somewhat obese, and his hair was slightly gray. Judging from his flushed face, he was clearly somewhat agitated.
Soon, several people beside the old man supported his arms, patted his back, and helped him catch his breath. The old man returned to his seat, still muttering to himself.
This was just a minor incident, and the auction continued.
At this moment, Qian Renxue walked to Lu Feng's side and said coldly, "That's the current emperor's younger brother, my uncle, Prince Xuexing."
Lu Feng was taken aback and casually replied, "Hmm, His Highness is still vigorous despite his old age; he's truly a role model for us all."
"Hoo~"
Qian Renxue slowly exhaled. After spending time with Lu Feng, she realized he was a heartless person.
A sudden remark like that really hurt her.
Qian Renxue leaned on the railing and said coldly, "Lu Feng, what do you think of the Heavenly Dou Empire now?"
"The Heavenly Dou Empire is powerful, and the people's standard of living is quite good. With an army of a million, even a Title Douluo would probably perish." Lu Feng crossed his arms and said calmly.
He had once spoken with Dugu Bo and learned some secrets.
The two great empires possessed a military formation capable of gathering killing intent and disrupting the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.
Even a titled Douluo trapped within this formation, even if capable of killing ten thousand or a hundred thousand, would still die from exhaustion of soul power if unable to break through the formation.
Of course, that old codger Dugu Bo spoke these words arrogantly.
He also brazenly told Lu Feng that even if the Heavenly Dou Empire had two or three times that number of soldiers, let alone a million, it wouldn't be enough for him to kill.
"Heh, powerful?" Qian Renxue sneered disdainfully.
"Do you know how much darkness is hidden behind this seemingly prosperous facade?"
"Officials are corrupt and greedy; nobles are raping, plundering, and arrogant. If it weren't for the million-strong army, there would probably have been a rebellion long ago."
As the crown prince, Qian Renxue was acutely aware of the empire's situation.
In a word, rotten!
Rotten to the core!
Qian Renxue grew up in the Spirit Hall. At the age of nine, she infiltrated the Heaven Dou Empire and remained there for over a decade.
Originally, she simply carried out her mission to help the Spirit Hall unify the continent.
However, over those years, Qian Renxue witnessed too much of the corruption of the nobility. Officials and nobles indulged in revelry and decadence, while commoners grieved and struggled, some even starving to death.
After becoming the Crown Prince, a grand ambition began to grow in her heart.
This continent needed a leader.
Six years ago, she met Lu Feng, and from that seven-year-old child, she finally understood what she truly wanted to do.
It wasn't about becoming an emperor, unifying the continent, or establishing a Spirit Empire.
It was about letting the radiance of the Angel God illuminate every corner of this continent!
Watching Qian Renxue's impassioned expression, Lu Feng couldn't help but mutter softly, "Is it possible, Your Highness, that you are the head of the greatest noble family?"
A
loud crash echoed in the empty VIP room. Where Qian Renxue's right hand touched the railing, there was a noticeable dent.
Seeing this, Lu Feng quickly wiped the smile off his face and feigned innocence, shrugging.
"Your Highness is a man of great talent and ambition; one day you will surely achieve your goals. Let the glory of Tiandou illuminate every corner of the continent," Lu Feng declared righteously.
Qian Renxue rolled her eyes at him, her chest heaving slightly with anger.
"Lu Feng, what are your life's pursuits? Have you thought about what you want to do in the future?" Qian Renxue turned her face, looking at Lu Feng earnestly.
Lu Feng was stunned for a moment.
What was the first thing he wanted to do when he transmigrated to the Douluo Continent?
Lu Feng lowered his head, his mind drifting back to memories.
It was a desolate forest, and he, a tiny, naked baby, lay there.
He tried to call out, but the words turned into cries. And the only response was a wolf's howl.
At that moment, he even prepared himself to transmigrate again. Her inner prayer was that the wolf wouldn't start its attack from the feet.
After a long silence, Lu Feng couldn't help but smile. "Legend has it that being a Title Douluo isn't the end of a Soul Master's cultivation. After surpassing level ninety-nine, there's another realm called 'Level One Hundred Godhood.'"
"Since awakening my Martial Soul, I've set myself a small goal: to become a god."
After Lu Feng finished speaking, he turned to look at Qian Renxue. This prince, who had just been speaking so frankly, was now staring blankly at him.
"Ahem." Lu Feng coughed lightly and said, "Brother Qinghe, my auction has already begun. Weren't you curious just now?"
"Ah? Oh." Qian Renxue immediately came to her senses.
At the same time, a storm raged in her heart.
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"Level 100 to become a god? What a boastful tone."
"Grandpa said that since the Angel God ascended ten thousand years ago, there are only two known places on the continent where gods inherit their lineage."
"One is in the Spirit Hall, and the other is on Seagod Island."
Qian Renxue turned her head, looking at Lu Feng's profile, her eyes flickering uncertainly. "Under fourteen years old, with the cultivation of a Soul Master, this talent probably really has the potential to reach level 100."
On the stage, the host was introducing the item, "This weapon, although it is only made of refined iron, has been praised by Master Wali as the most powerful weapon on the entire continent."
"The starting price is ten thousand gold soul coins, and each bid must be at least five thousand gold coins."
As soon as he finished speaking, a commotion arose from below the stage.
Master Wali was quite famous in the auction house; he was the junior brother of the Divine Craftsman Lou Gao and also a Soul Saint-level expert.
"Heh, interesting. To receive such a high evaluation from Master Wali, it seems that I, Ning, will have to spend a lot of money today." Ning Fengzhi smiled calmly.
On stage, the host picked up the crossbow from the tray. "According to the seller, this weapon is called the Zhuge Repeating Crossbow. It contains thirty-six steel needles, and can fire three at a time, for a total of twelve shots."
As he spoke, the host pulled the trigger towards the steel plate opposite.
At this moment, everyone stared intently at the stage. The host was a full fifty meters away from the steel plate; at this distance, even the ranged soul skills of ordinary Great Soul Masters would be greatly reduced in power.
"Whoosh!"
A sound of air being cut rang out.
Everyone looked closely and saw three steel needles neatly embedded in the steel plate, their vibrating tails emitting a 'humming' sound.
The host opened the black box of the crossbow, went to the steel plate, and took out the steel needles from the box, comparing them.
The three steel needles pierced the steel plate more than two inches deep.
The scene fell into an eerie silence, and the next moment, one bid after another rang out.
"Ten thousand gold soul coins!"
"Twenty thousand gold soul coins!"
"Fifty thousand gold soul coins!"
The VIPs' eyes gleamed as if they had seen a naked beauty.
No, in everyone's eyes, this crossbow was even more attractive than a beauty.
Everyone present was knowledgeable; the power of this crossbow was definitely no less than the third soul skill of an ordinary Soul Master.
Most importantly, it was made of refined iron.
If one bought it and thoroughly studied its structure, wouldn't one be able to possess a large number of Soul Master-level combatants at any time?
Qian Renxue's expression changed upon seeing this. "Lu Feng, where did you get this weapon? Do you have the manufacturing method?"
As she spoke, she directly pressed a red button.
"One hundred thousand gold soul coins!"
The host looked at a waiter holding up a sign below the stage, his voice trembling slightly.
Some special VIPs did not want to show themselves and would choose a private room on the second floor. And the qualification for each private room required assets of more than ten million gold coins.
"Two hundred thousand gold soul coins!"
Ning Fengzhi held up his bidding paddle, glancing discreetly upstairs.
With his strength, he could easily have chosen a private room, but he preferred the lively atmosphere of the room.
"Damn! Are you crazy?" Lu Feng, seeing Qian Renxue about to raise the bid again, rushed to her side and instinctively grabbed her hand.
Qian Renxue's hand was soft; Lu Feng felt its delicate smoothness, like holding a handful of warm snowflakes, yet carrying her unique warmth.
However, at this moment, he couldn't afford any romantic thoughts.
"Don't mess with me, I'm planning to use that weapon to lure a rich guy," Lu Feng said loudly.
Qian Renxue was slightly taken aback, looking up at Lu Feng. "Luring a rich guy?"
She quickly pulled her hand back, coldly saying, "Is there something wrong with that crossbow? Are you trying to scheme against my teacher?"
Lu Feng smiled slightly, turned around, and looked out the window. At this moment, Ning Fengzhi had successfully acquired the Zhuge Repeating Crossbow for two hundred thousand gold soul coins.
"The crossbow itself isn't the problem, but I have a much more powerful weapon. After Sect Leader Ning buys it, he'll definitely investigate the seller's whereabouts, and that way I can make a fortune."
"Hmph! You only know how to use these petty tricks. Aren't you afraid my teacher will cause you trouble?" Qian Renxue turned around, looking at Lu Feng, a hint of mockery flashing in her eyes.
"With Sect Leader Ning's magnanimity, how could he stoop to the level of a brat like me? He'll just try to bury me in money." Lu Feng chuckled.
Qian Renxue chuckled and said, "Where are your weapons? Give me a few to play with."
"Brother Qinghe, although we're good brothers, we keep things separate. As the saying goes, even close brothers should keep clear accounts. Since Sect Master Ning was willing to spend 200,000 gold coins for my crossbow, I'll give you a 50% discount, selling it to you for 100,000 gold coins. That's not unreasonable, is it?"
Qian Renxue crossed her arms, a slight smile playing on her lips. "Do you think my teacher is so simple, so easily manipulated? With two Title Douluos making a move, is there anything they can't get?"
"Brother Lu, by then, even if I wanted to plead for you, it would be too late," Qian Renxue said teasingly.
"Hmph! Brother Qinghe, I've seen through you. You wicked noble chieftain."
As he spoke, Lu Feng took out a Zhuge Repeating Crossbow from his soul tool and placed it on the table.
Seeing this, Qian Renxue raised her head, squinting at Lu Feng. Her lips curled slightly upwards, making her look like a proud peacock.
"Knock, knock, knock."
Just then, a knock sounded at the door.
The door opened, and a middle-aged man walked in.
Lu Feng was stunned for a moment when he saw the person. It was Ning Fengzhi.
(End of this chapter)