Chapter 45: Tang San's Scheming

The final auction item was none other than Tang San's Hidden Weapon.

Xiao Wu was somewhat excited and couldn't help but say, "Brother, isn't this our Concealed Sand Shadow?"

The middle-aged man asked with some surprise, "Little brother, is this weapon yours?"

Since Xiao Wu had already spoken up, Tang San naturally would not go on to conceal it.

Moreover, he had guessed the middle-aged man's identity, so he nodded.

The middle-aged man paused briefly, then directly pressed the auction button for ten thousand Gold Soul Coins.

"Uncle, did you press the wrong button? You can't spend money like that even if you have it."

Xiao Wu had been watching the middle-aged man; seeing him press ten thousand Gold Soul Coins, she couldn't help but remind him.

The middle-aged man smiled slightly: "I can't let you lose out. After I raise the price, there should be no one to compete."

Indeed, when the host on stage announced that a white-gowned guest had bid ten thousand Gold Soul Coins, there was simply no competition, and the deal was smoothly concluded.

"Two little friends, shall we go take a look at the auction item together?"

The middle-aged man stood up and walked out along the corridor.

Under the guidance of the silver-skirted maiden, the three of them entered a room beside the auction center.

The middle-aged man sat on the sofa; in a short while, a huge iron cage was brought in.

Inside the iron cage were not only the cat-girl but also several other young maidens, all of top quality, each with her own unique characteristics.

Of course, the inconspicuous Concealed Sand Shadow was also delivered.

The middle-aged man took the Concealed Sand Shadow, handed over a red card, and said, "Help me settle the bill and send these young ladies to my place."

"Yes."

The silver-skirted maiden took the card and immediately had someone push the iron cage out.

Only then did the middle-aged man turn to Tang San and smile, saying, "Little friend, since this weapon belongs to you, could you teach me how to use it?"

"Of course."

With Tang San's brief introduction, the middle-aged man quickly mastered the method of use and even directly wore it on his chest.

"You spent ten thousand Gold Soul Coins to buy my Concealed Sand Shadow; I can't let you lose out on that. I'll give this one to you as well."

A faint smile appeared on Tang San's face; he took off the Silent Sleeve Arrow from his left wrist and handed it over, while briefly explaining its method of use.

The middle-aged man curiously fiddled with the sleeve arrow piece and spotted two small characters in the corner.

"Tang Sect?"

"How have I never heard of such a Sect?"

Xiao Wu chuckled: "The Tang Sect has only my brother; of course you haven't heard of it."

The middle-aged man was stunned: "Could it be that you made these two Hidden Weapons?"

Tang San nodded.

The middle-aged man pondered for a moment, a glint appearing in his eyes: "Young man, I wonder if your items can be mass-produced? If so, I hope to purchase them directly from you. Of course, the price certainly won't be as high as today, but it should satisfy you."

Tang San asked in surprise, "You want to purchase Silent Sleeve Arrows and Concealed Sand Shadows in large quantities?"

The middle-aged man nodded: "Do I look like I'm joking? If the two little friends are interested, I can take you to see my Sect."

Tang San shook his head and said, "Thank you for your kindness, but we have other matters. We shall meet again if fate allows. Xiao Wu, let's go."

The middle-aged man did not stop them; he smiled slightly: "You are right. If fate allows, we will surely meet again. It is a pleasure to meet you."

After Tang San and Xiao Wu left, a person walked in from outside.

It was an old man wearing a snow-white long robe, with a head of silver long hair neatly combed back; his appearance was simple and ancient, and his eyes were not fully open but slightly closed.

However, every gesture and movement gave people an extremely special feeling.

"Sect Master, it is time to return!"

At the same time, Tang San and Xiao Wu walked out of the auction hall. Xiao Wu couldn't help but ask, "Brother, didn't you agree to that uncle just now? Did you want to wait until tomorrow to meet Rongrong's father and drive up the price?"

Tang San smiled faintly and said, "That person just now was Rongrong's father, the Sect Master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, Ning Fengzhi."

"He... he is Rongrong's father?"

Xiao Wu was greatly shocked, then became even more puzzled: "If that's the case, shouldn't you have agreed to him even more just now? That way... we wouldn't need to go tomorrow!"

Tang San revealed an expression of complete confidence, patted her head, and walked toward the direction of Shrek Academy.

Unexpectedly, just as they reached the academy gate, they encountered Tai Long and his father, who had previously been disciplined by Tang San.

As a result, Tang San engaged in a fierce battle with the opponent.

Ultimately, he used Tang Sect Hidden Weapons and the poison of the Eight Spider Lances to defeat Tai Nuo.

Tang San, who loved to show off, although he appeared to win on the surface, actually suffered losses on both sides.

To leave the scene as quickly as possible, he directly stepped into the Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track and swiftly returned to the dormitory.

The moment he entered the room, his footsteps not even having stopped, he let out a "Wa!" and spat out a large mouthful of fresh blood.

On the other side, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

After Zhou Yu and Ning Rongrong returned to the Sect together, he went to the arsenal.

Meanwhile, Ning Rongrong sat on the sofa in the main hall, constantly swinging her slender little legs, her face bearing a mixture of slight dissatisfaction and expectation.

"My little princess, don't be angry. Your father should be back soon."

Bone Douluo put down his teacup and said to Ning Rongrong.

Ning Rongrong jumped off the sofa, ran over, and sat on Bone Douluo's lap; she raised her hand and grabbed the white hair on his head: "I don't care. He's been gone for so long, and now that he's finally back, Father isn't here. He's deliberately avoiding me, right? Grandpa Bone, you must stand up for me!"

As soon as she finished speaking, a refined middle-aged man, accompanied by an old man in white robes, entered the main hall.

The newcomers were none other than Ning Fengzhi and Sword Douluo.

Ning Fengzhi, seeing his beloved daughter, hurriedly strode forward: "Girl, you're finally back! It's been a year, let Father give you a hug!"

He reached out to embrace his daughter, but Ning Rongrong spun aside to dodge him.

She pouted: "Bring the gift first, otherwise no hug."

Ning Fengzhi was secretly startled; Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo likewise showed expressions of surprise, and could not help but exchange a glance.

Due to the special nature of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, even a Title Douluo could not discern her soul power level, yet her ability to easily dodge Ning Fengzhi made them feel it was unusual.

"Rongrong, what is your soul power level now?"

"Sect Master, if possible, you must spare no effort to have Tang San join our sect."

Sword Douluo's tone was very grave, and he addressed Ning Fengzhi as "Sect Master," showing how seriously he regarded this matter.

Ning Fengzhi nodded seriously, made an immediate decision, and said to his daughter: "Rongrong, do not tell anyone in the sect about this for now. Tomorrow I will go with you to Shrek Academy to meet this third brother of yours."

Ning Rongrong agreed with great joy: "Mm, I know, Father!"

After she left, Ning Fengzhi's expression darkened: "Jian Shu, in your opinion, between Tang San's Hidden Weapon and Lin Yu's Desert Eagle, which is superior?"

Hearing this, Sword Douluo fell silent for a moment, then replied: "Tang San's Hidden Weapon excels in catching the enemy off guard and striking when unprepared. Moreover, it contains deadly poison, making it impossible to guard against."

He paused, then continued: "Lin Yu's Desert Eagle can be called an Open Weapon. Even if one knows he intends to use the weapon, its killing power is simply too great; unless one possesses a powerful defensive martial soul and soul power reaching above Soul Saint, otherwise..."

"So it would seem... the Desert Eagle is stronger?"

Ning Fengzhi actually already had an answer in his heart.

It's just that the difficulty of manufacturing the Desert Eagle far exceeds that of Tang Sect Hidden Weapons.

Especially the manufacture of bullets, which requires gunpowder, and the formula for gunpowder, Zhou Yu has always claimed is still under research.

(End of this chapter)