Chapter 133: Talent

"Sir, I am Lou Gao, President of the Blacksmith Association and a God Craftsman of this age. Once the auction concludes, would you be willing to let me take a look at the Earth Vein Flame Crystal?"

"If you are willing to sell one-fifth of it to me, I am prepared to pay two hundred thousand Gold Soul Coins."

When Lou Gao said this, the person in charge of the auction house immediately changed their expression.

They immediately summoned the Soul Saint-level guardian who usually spent their time slacking off, and walked directly toward Lou Gao's room.

This way of calling out, as Lou Gao did, was absolutely not permitted within the Heaven Dou Royal Auction House.

Even if one were a God Craftsman, even if one were a Soul Saint, they would still be kicked out.

The light penalty was being barred from entering the auction house for five years; the heavy penalty was a lifetime ban.

Of course, rules are set by those with the biggest fists. If Lou Gao were a Title Douluo, the management would naturally pretend they hadn't heard such a rule-breaking shout.

But after all, Lou Gao was only a Soul Saint, wasn't he?

The so-called God Craftsman title, while pleasant to hear, actually carried far less weight on the continent than the status of a Soul Saint.

While saying this, Lou Gao had already prepared himself for the outcome of being kicked out.

Thus, he lowered his head and walked to the doorway.

Before long, he saw the room door open, and the stern-faced manager walked over, accompanied by an elderly Spirit Master whose soul power was faintly fluctuating.

Seeing that Lou Gao was already prepared to be expelled, the expressions of the manager and the elderly Spirit Master softened slightly, and they did not resort to forceful actions.

But just as the three of them were preparing to head downstairs, a gentle voice abruptly appeared in their minds.

"Ahem, I am Zhou Heng from room number six on the top floor. May I ask if this manager could make an exception and allow Master Lou Gao to come to my room for a chat?"

Hearing the voice appear in their minds, the three of them immediately stopped in their tracks, looking at one another.

The three of them simultaneously scanned their surroundings, and upon discovering that the voice did not come from anywhere around them,

their eyes were filled with expressions of disbelief.

"Sp-Spirit Transmission?"

The manager of the auction house was someone who had seen the world, and both Lou Gao and the auction house's Soul Saint had also seen Title Douluos before.

Regarding this feat, the three of them quickly recognized exactly what kind of skill it was, and one by one, they shocked, opened their mouths wide.

Spirit Transmission was a high-end technique that only senior Spirit Douluos and Title Douluo-level Spirit Masters were qualified to use.

There was still a thick, high wall separating the middle-tier and top-tier boxes.

Moreover, the architecture of the Heaven Dou Royal Auction House was mixed with many materials that blocked spiritual detection.

Even high-level Spirit Masters found it difficult to project their spiritual power very far.

How on earth was this accomplished?

The manager of the Heaven Dou Royal Auction House glanced at the Soul Saint-level Honorary Elder beside him who was affiliated with the royal family; the Soul Saint-level Honorary Elder immediately began to play dead, stroking his beard while looking down at the floor tiles beneath his feet.

"These floor tiles, they really are floor tiles."

Just kidding; he was an old Soul Saint nearing death, and he didn't want to get involved in this kind of thing at all.

When he was young, he had once carelessly participated in something he shouldn't have; he originally had the talent to become a Spirit Douluo, but he ended up delaying himself into being a Soul Saint for the rest of his life.

Regardless of whether Dugu Bo was in the room, or if there was some other expert, or some other reason, he didn't want to get involved in the slightest right now; he just wanted to honestly live until he died of old age.

If it weren't for the fact that this manager usually had a good relationship with him, often eating and drinking together, and had even arranged an idle job for his good-for-nothing grandson at the auction house, he would have turned around and left long ago.

Seeing this, the manager felt very conflicted, but he didn't dare to play dead.

He could only cup his hands toward Lou Gao, signaling for Lou Gao to follow.

Lou Gao's own wishes?

Of the three people present, even Lou Gao himself had never cared about his own wishes.

From walking from the middle floor to the high floor, and then dismissing the guarding Spirit Masters from the high floor to reach the top floor.

The manager reached out and knocked on the door of box number six, speaking in a very respectful tone.

"My Lord, Lou Gao has arrived."

"Many thanks."

As soon as the words fell, the tightly closed door of the room opened from the inside, and a smiling youth was sitting on the sofa looking at the three of them.

Aside from the maids who were like decorations, there was no one else in the room.

Lou Gao carefully stepped into the room, and Zhou Heng smiled and stood up, coming over to perform a welcoming gesture.

Although Lou Gao was a high-level Soul Saint, facing Zhou Heng's welcome, he still appeared cautious, his eyes occasionally scanning the corners of the room, as if checking where Dugu Bo was hiding.

"You all may leave first." After bringing Lou Gao to sit in the seat beside him, Zhou Heng said to the silent maids.

The lead maid bowed deeply, then left with the others without any hesitation, firmly closing the room door behind them as she left.

Looking at Lou Gao in front of him, Zhou Heng revealed a kind smile. He lifted the wine pot in front of him and personally poured a cup of wine for Lou Gao.

"Senior Lou Gao, I have long admired your great name. My name is Zhou Heng, and my more famous identity is the grandson-in-law of the Poison Douluo."

"Being able to meet Senior Lou Gao in the auction house today is truly my good fortune."

"I, I dare not accept such praise." Lou Gao awkwardly took the wine cup, answering with some restraint.

Although there was only a youth in front of him, Lou Gao always had a sense of oppression that he usually only felt when facing a Spirit Douluo or even a Title Douluo.

Lou Gao knew clearly that this was not an illusion, but his innate talent warning him.

Lou Gao was born with more inspiration than others; this was not only manifested in his being better at learning and developing than others, but also reflected in some relatively special aspects.

From the moment he awakened his martial soul, Lou Gao was more easily able to perceive opportunities and dangers than others, and could vaguely feel the goodwill and malice others held toward him.

Lou Gao was able to grow from a commoner to his current status as a Soul Saint, President of the Douluo Continent Blacksmith Association, and one of the three God Craftsmen of this age; while one cannot deny the sweat he shed himself, this inspiration that was different from ordinary people also played an indispensable role.

Sensing Lou Gao's emotions, Zhou Heng was somewhat surprised; he hadn't expected Lou Gao to be so different from ordinary people in terms of inspiration.

Inspiration mostly existed in those well-known and special artists, followed by professions like mathematicians and archaeologists.

People with high Spirit would exhibit extraordinary keenness and creative ability.

To put it in a more Lovecraftian way, it was that these people were more easily able to perceive the other side of the world and fall into madness, thereby attracting the gaze of unspeakable existences.

It is just that the cultivation of a Spirit Master on the Douluo Continent relies mainly on bloodline, and there really are no requirements regarding inspiration.

Even for Dugu Bo, even if it were Dugu Bo, Chen Ming did not perceive him to possess that abstract talent in terms of inspiration.

To put it with high emotional intelligence, the people of Douluo are not very suited for these two terms; they are somewhat lacking in talent in this regard. To put it with low emotional intelligence, the people of Douluo are fundamentally the antonyms of these two terms.

It is just that for Zhou Heng's purpose, Lou Gao having talent in terms of inspiration is truly an unexpected joy. This might allow Lou Gao to play an unexpected role.