Chapter 255: Soul Sculpting Flower
"No, I don't have time."
"A 10,000-year soul bone."
"Am I that kind of person?"
"Two pieces."
"I've already said, it's not about the soul bones."
"Three pieces. If not, then get lost!"
"Fine, deal. Take me to pick them out."
Seeing he couldn't get more benefits, Ning Bei immediately agreed.
Bibi Dong, frustrated with his money-driven attitude, gritted her teeth and said, "You'll get them after the deal is done, and you won't have a choice. I'll decide which three."
"My mother is calling me home for dinner. Goodbye!"
"Bastard, you really don't trust me?"
Ning Bei nodded and thought to himself, how could a woman who changes her mind so easily have the audacity to say the word "trust"?
"Fine, you're good. Come with me, I'll let you pick as much as you want."
Bibi Dong's eyes sparkled with the fire of the soul, her teeth grinding as she walked toward the hall. Ning Bei chuckled and followed her slowly.
They arrived at the Rare Treasure Vault, a place only accessible to the Pope of the Spirit Hall. Bibi Dong stepped aside, giving a forced, sarcastic smile.
"Go ahead, Young Master Ning."
Ning Bei wasn't polite; after all, Spirit Hall was a huge organization, and getting robbed here wouldn't be a loss for them.
He entered the vault and looked around. The shelves were filled with countless rare treasures, including herbs and soul tools.
At the farthest end, there was a row of flashy wooden boxes, similar in appearance to the boxes used to store the soul bones for the Soul Master Competition. These, he assumed, were the soul bones.
While walking past a shelf containing herbs, Ning Bei's attention was drawn to a particularly strange-looking herb. He quickly used his Pill Tower to store it, and information appeared in his mind.
"Hey, wasn't it agreed that we'd only take soul bones? What are you doing?"
Ning Bei glanced back at the Pope with an odd look, then took out the herb and placed it back where it belonged.
"It's nothing. I've just never seen this herb before, so I used my martial soul to identify it."
"Hmm, what does this herb do?"
Upon hearing this, Bibi Dong's eyes flickered with curiosity. This herb had been discovered by a soul master team from Spirit Hall during a soul beast hunt in the Star Dou Forest. At that time, a Shadow Two-Headed Wolf, over 50,000 years old, was guarding the herb's maturity. The team had worked hard to obtain it.
However, despite its obvious potent effects, no one in Spirit Hall recognized the herb. Even the well-versed Chrysanthemum Douluo, Yue Guan, who had been studying plants for decades, didn't know its properties. So, they had just left it in this vault for decades gathering dust.
"This herb is called the Soul Sculpting Flower. It reshapes the appearance of a martial soul and preserves its effectiveness without altering its function."
"What?"
Bibi Dong's red lips parted in surprise as she quickly rushed forward to embrace the wooden box containing the Soul Sculpting Flower.
The Pope was now trembling all over. If she had any dissatisfaction with her martial soul, it was its ugly appearance. It was so hideous that, unless absolutely necessary, she didn't want to manifest her martial soul.
"Is... is what you said true?"
Ning Bei nodded affirmatively, feeling a bit displeased.
"Are you doubting my knowledge of herbs, Divine Pill Douluo?"
"No, no! This herb is incredibly useful to me."
"What use? Isn't it just for cosmetic surgery on your martial soul? You make it sound so high-class, but it won't help with abilities at all."
Ning Bei scoffed, thinking, only women would care about whether their martial soul looks good. After thinking for a moment, he extended his hand toward Bibi Dong.
"Give it to me."
"Hmm? You can't take this Soul Sculpting Flower. If you want it, I'll just find a way to get a 100,000-year soul ring myself."
"Hah~~ What, are you saying this flower can compare to a 100,000-year soul ring and soul bone?"
Bibi Dong's face flashed with guilt, but Ning Bei knew exactly what she was thinking. Ha, women!
"Give it to me. No one's taking your herb. I'll remove the seeds and cultivate them in the Pill Tower. Maybe I can even evolve it to a higher level."
"This Soul Sculpting Flower can evolve?"
Bibi Dong's beautiful eyes were filled with surprise. With a look of skepticism, she handed over the herb.
After removing the seeds from the flower and placing them into the Pill Tower for cultivation, Ning Bei returned the herb to its original place.
"Even if it can't evolve into a Soul Fusion Flower, I can still cultivate another Soul Sculpting Flower."
"Is that so?"
Bibi Dong nodded, then began to examine the herb in the box.
"How is this herb used?"
"Release your martial soul and use soul power to activate it, letting your martial soul absorb the herb's power. By the way, you don't think you only need one Soul Sculpting Flower, right?"
Ning Bei explained the herb's use, then a wicked smile curled up on his lips.
Bibi Dong's eyes flickered with confusion, and she looked at him with a questioning expression.
"Hmm? What do you mean?"
"I mean, shouldn't someone have two extremely ugly martial souls?"
"Are you saying this Soul Sculpting Flower can only change one martial soul's form?"
Bibi Dong's face shifted, a touch of bitterness flashing in her eyes. But even if it only changed one martial soul's form, it was still good. At worst, she could only use one martial soul when fighting.
Ning Bei noticed her thoughts and spoke slowly.
"Didn't the Pope forget that I'm cultivating the seeds of the Soul Sculpting Flower?"
"Really? How long will it take to cultivate another Soul Sculpting Flower?"
Bibi Dong's eyes lit up, realizing that both of her martial souls might have a chance to change their ugly forms.
But unexpectedly, Ning Bei suddenly changed his tone.
"How long will it take has nothing to do with you. I'm cultivating this herb to evolve it to a higher level, not to perform plastic surgery on you."
"Ning Bei! You've gone too far!"
Bibi Dong's eyes blazed with anger, and she gathered soul power in her palm, preparing to strike at him.
"Wait, wait, hold on. Why are you always so quick to hit people? How old are you? Can't you be a little more composed like me?"
"Bang!"
Bibi Dong slammed her palm, and the shelf full of soul tools shattered into pieces.
Ning Bei, dodging the strike, looked at the broken soul tools on the floor with a pained expression, and irritably said:
"Can you let someone finish speaking? The Soul Sculpting Flower can still grow more seeds. I can cultivate another one, alright?"
"Can you just say everything in one go?"
"Just tell me what you'll offer for the second Soul Sculpting Flower."
"Uh, what about those broken soul tools on the floor?"
"Heh, really shameless. These soul tools may not even be usable."
Bibi Dong glanced at the broken soul tools on the ground, and a trace of pain flashed across her face. She cursed herself for acting impulsively, then gave Ning Bei a vicious glare and gritted her teeth.
"What do you want?"
"Don't rush. It'll take time to finish cultivating it. I'll pick my soul bones first, so someone doesn't destroy them with one slap."
"Whose fault was it that they got destroyed?"
Ning Bei ignored the enraged Pope, walked over to the soul bone shelf, and opened the wooden boxes.
For a moment, the translucent soul bones dazzled his eyes. After some inspection, Ning Bei selected three well-conditioned soul bones, two of which were leg bones, and one was a head bone.
(END CHAPTER)
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