Chapter 151: Xiaowu?

However, although Ning Fengzhi was curious as to why, he did not want to probe too deeply; after all, Dugu Bo's strength was plain to see.

It was not as if Zhou Heng lacked a background; it was better to build a rapport, as forcing a confrontation would easily lead to problems.

"Many thanks, Uncle Ning. These two treasures are already enough." Zhou Heng greeted Ning Fengzhi with satisfaction, while Ning Fengzhi looked toward Dugu Bo with great interest.

"Consider these two treasures a gift from me to you both, though I wonder what Your Excellency Dugu thinks?"

After all, Zhou Heng had taken the share of both treasures on Dugu Bo's behalf, and Ning Fengzhi was somewhat curious about just how much weight Zhou Heng held in Dugu Bo's eyes.

Why was it that even though Dugu Bo was the Title Douluo, he seemed to be the obedient one in their duo?

"I have never really cared much for these worldly possessions," Dugu Bo said to Ning Fengzhi quite candidly, stroking his beard, which was now faintly turning black.

Watching Dugu Bo act as if he were detached from worldly things, Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo could not help but be stunned, each inwardly marveling at Dugu Bo's state of mind.

In reality, neither of them knew that Dugu Bo had already grown accustomed to letting Zhou Heng call the shots in such matters.

After all, knowing Zhou Heng's capabilities, he believed that Zhou Heng's eye for value was more than a dimension higher than his own.

Once he made a selection, even if he couldn't make a killing, at the very least he wouldn't suffer a blood loss.

And if he were to choose himself, a small loss would be considered a great gain.

Aside from the Refined Gold and Mithril at the entrance, he basically didn't recognize any of the metals present; he couldn't just stand there staring longingly at gold bars, could he?

After confirming that matters were concluded, Ning Fengzhi led them out of the treasury. Before leaving, Dugu Bo looked at the various Soul Saints and Soul Emperors guarding the door, his gaze somewhat different than before.

Before entering, Dugu Bo had thought it was overkill to have so many High-level Soul Masters guarding a warehouse.

But after seeing the items inside, Dugu Bo felt that Ning Fengzhi was truly bold to have only these few Soul Emperors and no Soul Douluo guarding the treasury.

Logically speaking, at this point, Zhou Heng and Dugu Bo could have taken their leave.

But having just accepted the other party's fine goods, even Zhou Heng and Dugu Bo felt embarrassed to just turn around and walk away, so they honestly followed Ning Fengzhi's protocol and had another meal.

After the meal, Ning Fengzhi summoned an attendant, and not long after the attendant went down, they brought back two figures, one large and one small.

Following these two figures, there was also a little tail hiding, thinking they were well-concealed.

The larger figure was the dragon-girl slave that Zhou Heng had seen being auctioned at the Heaven Dou Royal Auction House previously.

At this moment, under the care of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, the dragon-girl, who had previously had terror in her eyes, looked much calmer and was already wearing proper clothing.

Although it was not overly luxurious—one might even say it was a bit plain—for a girl from a commoner background, such clothing was just enough to give her a sense of security.

The smaller figure was a little boy of about six or seven years old, with a head of green hair, looking slightly thin and weak, his eyes filled with a trace of nervousness, his fingers fidgeting in front of him; he looked quite soft and timid.

Seeing the two people brought in, Zhou Heng was somewhat puzzled, and Ning Fengzhi began to introduce them to Zhou Heng.

"This one is the person from a few days ago. I saw that little friend Zhou Heng had some interest in her, so I had her brought over.

As for this one, I recall that some time ago, little friend Zhou Heng mentioned wanting to study the Baoyu Beast Martial Soul, right? As it happens, there is a child in my sect who has reached level ten and has yet to obtain a Soul Ring. I thought it might be of some help to little friend Zhou Heng, so I had someone bring him over."

Ning Fengzhi pointed to the soft, timid little boy, and the boy immediately introduced himself nervously.

"Greetings, respected adults. I am Ning Tie, a disciple of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. My martial soul is the Baoyu Beast, and my soul power is level ten, having not yet absorbed a First Soul Ring. Please, respected adults, give me your guidance."

After speaking, the little boy bowed to Ning Fengzhi and his group, leaving everyone feeling a mix of amusement and helplessness.

Clearly, despite being a disciple of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

This Ning Tie seemed to have rarely, or perhaps it was his very first time, seen the Sect Master and the two Protector Douluo, along with such high-level big shots; he appeared extremely nervous, looking as if he were a sacrificial offering about to be led to the altar.

One could only say that there was a slight discrepancy between his performance and his name.

"Ning Tie, hello. My name is Zhou Heng, twelve years old this year. You can call me Big Brother Zhou Heng or Big Brother Zhou; no need to be so restrained."

Zhou Heng patted Ning Tie on the shoulder, taking the opportunity to sense the martial soul origin within the other party, finding it indeed very special; it was vastly different from the Baoyu Beast martial soul of Ning Zhongze, who had already absorbed two Soul Rings, and possessed immense potential for development.

"Big Brother Zhou, hello Big Brother Zhou!" Ning Tie greeted Zhou Heng tremblingly, the nervousness in his eyes easing slightly during this time.

Next, Zhou Heng shifted his gaze to the silent dragon-girl on the side.

Although she was only nine years old, because her life force had completely fused with her martial soul in a different way, the dragon-girl's growth rate was clearly on a different level than that of an ordinary person.

The girl's height was about one meter seven; for a female Soul Master, it was normal to only reach this height at eighteen.

Although she looked physically delicate and as if she were easy to bully, Zhou Heng could feel the power like a dormant volcano and the pure dragon energy within her body.

Compared to Zhou Heng at nine years old, the dragon-girl's physical strength was currently even greater.

Even though she had never eaten whale glue or undergone medicinal baths, the mutation of her martial soul still granted her physical strength that seemed unreasonable in the eyes of conventional Soul Masters.

Clearly, even if her martial soul was mutated and she could not cultivate.

Just by relying on this half-human, half-dragon state, the dragon-girl could easily handle the vast majority of Great Soul Masters with average martial souls and soul ring configurations.

Zhou Heng had previously told Dugu Bo about his research into the dragon-girl and the Baoyu Beast, so Dugu Bo just watched from the side without interrupting.

Zhou Heng walked up to the dragon-girl, revealing a gentle smile, while simultaneously guiding his mental power and spirit into a gentle fluctuation without anyone noticing.

This was an ability he had developed while researching the Octagonal Mysterious Grass immortal herb.

When applied to the Octagonal Mysterious Grass, this ability could attract Spirit Beasts.

But as he was only a human, he could only imitate a small portion of it, releasing a fluctuation that made people want to draw close.

It was just that this fluctuation was a bit stiff and abrupt; Soul Masters with slightly higher mental power could basically detect it, so Zhou Heng generally did not use this ability in front of others, and today was the first time he had used it.

Under this special fluctuation, the wariness in the dragon-girl's eyes as she looked at Zhou Heng diminished, replaced by a bit more relaxation.

Zhou Heng struck while the iron was hot and introduced himself to the dragon-girl.

"My name is Zhou Heng, twelve years old, a level thirty-five Soul Elder. Hello, may I ask what your name is?"

"I... I don't have a name. I am called Xiaowu."