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The young master stared intently at him, and a surge of anger welled up within him as he thought about how the other party had taken away the soul tool that originally belonged to him.
He was the son of a viscount!
When should you give away the treasure you've set your sights on?
Thinking of this,
He turned his head and gestured to the three guards behind him, his eyes filled with ruthlessness.
The guards hesitated, wondering if this was a bad idea.
Others were just bidding normally, but their young master kept targeting them.
"Hmm?" The young master glared, his threat obvious.
Left with no other option, the guards were forced to change the direction of the carriage and secretly follow behind Dongfang Jing.
Completely unaware of what was behind them,
Two other people followed them at a similarly unhurried pace.
the other side,
Dongfang Yao, perched on the 'Mirror Image's' neck, whispered, "Brother, Yao'er thinks it's such a bad deal. So many gold soul coins, and..."
Dongfang Jing smiled, not caring at all, and joked, "Money is meant to be spent. Although this Martial Soul Awakening Method is a bit expensive, when you turn six, your brother can help you awaken your Martial Soul. Does Yao'er dislike your brother and not want him to help you?"
"No, no!" The little girl shook her head quickly, eagerly refuting, "Yao'er likes her brother the most, and wants him to help me awaken my martial soul!"
After saying that, she pouted and angrily waved her little fist.
"It's all that young master's fault! Why did he have to target my brother? He could have won the bid for just a thousand gold soul coins! Ugh, how infuriating!"
"Alright, alright, don't speak too soon. Maybe we'll make a profit instead of losing money this time~"
The large, fat "Oriental Mirror" said something meaningful.
He took his puzzled younger sister off his neck.
Then he shouted towards the empty space behind him, "Come out, I've spotted you."
Hearing this,
The three guards who had been following the brother and sister and hiding in the shadows were startled.
As for that young master, he immediately jumped out.
Pointing arrogantly at Dongfang Jing, he threatened, "Pretty perceptive, huh! Do you know who I am? The son of the City Lord of Shuilan City, and my father is a Viscount of the Tiandou Empire! Hand over the Twin Stars and I'll spare your life, or I'll chop you to pieces!"
He made a knife gesture with one hand and slashed at his own neck in mid-air.
"I was just about to look for you, but you've delivered yourself right to my doorstep," Dongfang Jing chuckled. "You made me waste hundreds of thousands of gold soul coins, how are you going to compensate me?"
"Pah! Pay my ass! Stop your bullshit, hand over the soul tool and kowtow to me a few times, or else..."
As he spoke, the young master turned his gaze to Dongfang Yao behind him.
He looked her up and down, rubbed his chin, and lewdly said, "I haven't tasted it yet... Ahhhhh!!!"
His next words instantly turned into an incredibly shrill scream.
Two mirror-blade throwing knives had somehow pierced his eyes, leaving two streaks of dark blood.
He was in so much pain that he rolled around on the ground.
The Eastern Mirror appeared in its true form, its face covered in icy coldness.
He commanded the 'mirror image' to cover the little girl's ears and eyes.
He then manipulated the shattered mirror to condense a long sword.
She appeared beside the young master in the blink of an eye.
Two and a half minutes later,
Picking up the young master's storage soul tool, he glanced at the three guards who were already terrified.
The three guards shuddered.
Seeing the young master on the ground, hacked to pieces and unrecognizable, he broke out in a cold sweat.
I felt a warm liquid slowly flowing down between my legs.
Dongfang Jing ignored them, straightened his clothes, and walked towards Dongfang Yao.
"Yao'er, let's go back."
"Uh-huh."
Dongfang Yao was eager to see what had happened, so she peeked out slightly.
However, the view was blocked by the Eastern Mirror.
The boy smiled and said, "You can look at these when you're older, otherwise you'll have psychological trauma."
"Oh, Yao'er will listen to her brother."
Watching the brother and sister gradually walk away...
The three guards breathed a sigh of relief.
To be honest, they had absolutely no idea what was going on.
They had heard of this suddenly appearing, thin figure and its unique martial spirit.
It seems to be the recently popular 'Lord Mirror'.
However, none of that matters anymore.
The important thing is that the young master they needed to protect is dead.
The three guards looked at each other in bewilderment.
"What do we do? The young master has been killed! The Viscount will definitely blame us! We're doomed!"
"Why don't we run away? The three of us are all Soul Masters, are we afraid we won't find a better way out?"
"Exactly! Following this spoiled brat, we've suffered so much! He deserves to die!"
“Alright! After we leave Shuilan City, let’s find a place to become sworn brothers. From now on, the three of us will be brothers. I’m the youngest, so I’ll be the third brother.”
“Then I’ll be the second brother. Since your soul power and age are both higher than ours, you’ll be our eldest brother.”
"Alright! I'll protect you guys from now on! Hey? Second and third brothers, why did you pee?"
"Brother, you peed too."
the other side,
Dongfang Jing examined the young master's storage soul tool.
After seeing that it contained a full one million gold soul coins, a smile couldn't help but appear on his face.
This auction was definitely the right choice!
“Yao’er,” he said, opening his arms, “Come on, let’s hurry back to the inn. When we get back, I’ll give you a gift.”
"Uh-huh!"
Dongfang Yao had a vague idea of what she would be given.
My heart feels warm.
After the brother and sister left, two figures quietly and slowly emerged.
Shuilan City is not very far from Tiandou City.
I heard there's going to be an auction, albeit a small one.
But how could the wealthiest sect on the entire continent be absent?
Moreover, Lord Jing's name had already reached their ears.
These two people,
One of them, dressed in a moon-white robe, possessed a refined and gentle demeanor, with a face like jade and eyes that were warm yet profound. He was none other than Ning Fengzhi, the sect leader of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.
He gazed in the direction Dongfang Jing had left, his tone filled with amazement and admiration: "The word 'genius' is insufficient to describe this child."
This era has truly become dazzling and bewildering; even I find myself unable to fathom the depths of this child's abilities.
The old man standing beside him wore a simple white robe, his long silver hair was neatly combed back, his face was ancient, but his eyes were as sharp as swords when they opened and closed.
Simply by standing there, an invisible sword intent that stings the skin naturally flows around him.
It was none other than Chen Xin, the Sword Douluo, who was known as the number one attacker among the titled Douluos!
I'm releasing six chapters in a row, finishing this scene in one go.
The author came home from get off work and stayed up late typing, his eyes were so tired that he could only type with one eye open, so the speed was a bit slow.
You guys don't think this is watered down, right? After all, we need to explain the attitudes of all parties and their next moves, lol.
Wouldn't it be boring to just write about what the main character will do tomorrow and what they will eat today?
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Is he going to pounce? Is he going to pounce? Or has he already pounced?
And before
And about the part where he absorbed the first spirit ring, I remember I clearly planted a little foreshadowing back then, didn't I? Oh well, I'll just make a small change anyway.
Then there's the Soul Fighting arc, which the author won't change because that's just Dongfang Jing's personality—he's willing to burn with lust for his sister, so he won't change it!
Chapter 37 Ning Fengzhi and Chen Xin
Upon hearing this, Chen Xin nodded slightly, his voice deep and metallic:
"He is indeed a rough gem. His temperament, methods, and talent are all top-notch. If left to grow, he will surely become a figure who stirs up the winds and waves on the continent one day."
His gaze was sharp as lightning, already discerning Dongfang Jing's true nature: "This is the rising star who has recently gained some fame in Shui Lan City, a Great Soul Master possessing two thousand-year soul rings. Since the old man is not here, Sect Master, should I take action to capture him? Or simply..."
“Uncle Jian, no.” Ning Fengzhi shook his head, his wise eyes revealing even deeper analysis:
"In my opinion, these two siblings must have suffered a family tragedy, otherwise how could they have been left to fend for themselves at such a young age? Children in such circumstances are often more mature and sensible than their peers."