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Chapter 164.
"Wang Feng, I'll have my father come and treat you later. His Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda has healing powers. Get some good rest." Ning Rongrong stood by the door, casting a quiet glance at Wang Feng before leaving with a hint of reluctance.
After Ning Rongrong departed, Wang Feng had already mostly recovered. He sat cross-legged, assessing the state inside his body. His physical injuries had almost healed and although his soul power was a bit depleted, he was quickly absorbing it at that moment.
"Level 40. It seems I should take the time to visit the Star Dou Great Forest." Wang Feng mused, a glint of determination flashing in his eyes.
He had only signed-in three times, in the Douluo world since arriving, with each interval being quite long. Nevertheless, he acknowledged the significant improvements he had made after each sign-in. Even the least favorable additional rewards could extend the age of the soul ring. The last time he checked in was still a year ago.
"I also have a 30,000-year soul ring," Wang Feng thought after reflecting for a moment. Shortly after, the door opened, and Zhu Zhuqing entered.
"I heard you were injured?" Zhu Zhuqing stood at the door, assessing Wang Feng.
"Not seriously injured." Wang Feng responded with a smile. Before Zhu Zhuqing could say more, Ma Hongjun and Oscar also arrived, causing her to remain silent.
"We heard about what happened just now... Captain, both you and Tang San are too abnormal. Were you a hundred-thousand-year soul beast in your previous life." Oscar exclaimed with a stunned expression.
Ma Hongjun nodded in agreement, "That's a Soul Douluo! And I even heard this senior Tai Tan follows the path of pure power, and is extremely strong... How did you resist it?"
Wang Feng grinned, "He held back and with Ning Rongrong and her father intervening in time, they managed to stop him."
"Ning Rongrong's father is here?" Ma Hongjun exclaimed. "His father is Ning Fengzhi, the Sectmaster of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda Sect... and the Title Douluo is here too? No wonder the academy was surrounded by so many people just now."
"Alright, let's leave and let Wang Feng rest." Zhu Zhuqing glanced at Wang Feng and directed the two to exit the room.
The three of them approached the college students who were discussing and glanced at the situation. They felt reassured seeing that everything was fine.
"It feels good when someone cares for you," Wang Feng smiled, his thoughts inadvertently drifting back to Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong.
'What's going on with these girl?' Wang Feng tried to shake off the thought. 'Also Rongrong is too young, it's best to keep her away.'
Taking advantage of the moment, he focused on slowly recovering.
Meanwhile, in a meeting room, Tang San and the Tai Tan were concluding their discussion about Tang San's life experiences.
"My father belonged to the Clear Sky Sect... and was the top Title Douluo in the mainland?" Tang San expressed shock at this revelation. However, despite the surprise, thoughts of his father filled him with longing.
"Young Master, I will keep your life experience a secret... Also, be cautious of Ning Fengzhi from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda Sect. Master once said that he is a talented person and should not be underestimated," Old Tai Tan advised Tang San with a tearful gaze.
Tang San, on the other hand, remained relatively calm. While deeply shocked, he didn't show it, keeping in mind that his soul was that of an adult.
"I understand, Grandpa Tai." Tang San replied softly.
"By the way... that kid named Wang Feng, is he your friend?" Tai Tan suddenly inquired.
Tang San was caught off guard but nodded.
"Even if f he's a friend, be careful," Tai Tan whispered. "Do you know his background?"
In the recent gambling confrontation, the most astonishing element was the Tai Tan releasing his full pressure. He knew firsthand the power of 100 percent pressure of him, even at the same level, resisting without using own's martial soul and soul ring was challenging.
Reflecting on the incident, Tai Tan felt a cold sweat. It seemed the kid had used him to train himself, and judging by the results, he had succeeded. The subtle changes in Wang Feng's body were evident to Tai Tan's observation.
It was clear that Wang Feng's soul power had improved and become stronger. Realizing he had been manipulated, Tai Tan couldn't help but feel shocked. How could a dignified Soul Douluo be used like this? Now, this boy was also a friend of the young master?
If Tang San weren't Tang Hao's son but just a talented boy, Tai Tan wouldn't have entertained suspicions about the other party's origin. However, facing the young master in front of him, Tai Tan couldn't help but doubt whether this boy named Wang Feng could be a spy from...
"The details? Of course, I know," Tang San frowned. "Brother Feng grew up in a village with me. His parents died very early in his life... Brother Feng's background is too straightforward."
Tang San was aware that Tai Tan harbored suspicions about Brother Feng. Yet, he genuinely believed that Brother Feng had nothing to hide.
"Feng'ge and I met even before I met Xiao Wu. It's not an exaggeration to say we grew up together like brothers. However, many of Feng'ge's actions are really not childlike even when we were child and he's more mature than me."
Tang San had long considered this matter. Either Feng'ge was a natural prodigy, born with inherent knowledge, or, like himself, Feng'ge was a person with a soul transmigration.
However, Tang San questioned the relevance of pondering this. They had grown up together without any grudges or animosity. Brother Feng had assisted him on numerous occasions, and Tang San was aware of that.
Furthermore, Tang San believed that brother Feng could also discern his own peculiarities. The hidden weapons, the suspicious martial arts like Purple Demon Eyes and various Tang Sect martial arts—all these aspects could raise questions. However, brother Feng had never brought it up and showed no interest in Tang San's hidden weapons, martial arts or poison related techniques. Tang San had even attempted to teach brother Feng about poison during their time at Ice and Fire Lake but he wasn't interested.
It seemed that Brother Feng harbored no ill intentions toward him.
The most pressing issue for Tang San was the realization that Feng'ge was much stronger than him. What could he do in the face of such strength? Tang San pondered these thoughts silently.
"It's that simple?" The Tai Tan was dumbfounded after hearing Tang San's explanation. "How is that possible? With that kid's strength, how could he come from such an ordinary background?"
Tai Tan found it difficult to believe that someone with such strength and talent, capable of outshining even the top forces of today, could hail from an ordinary village and grow up alongside Tang San.
For a moment, Tai Tan was at a loss for words. He couldn't reconcile the idea that this kid named Wang Feng might be a peerless genius, surpassing even the young master in terms of strength and talent alone.
However, the young master was the son of a top powerhouse in the mainland, inheriting natural talent from such a lineage. It seemed more reasonable to attribute exceptional abilities to his bloodline.
But for a child of ordinary origin like Wang Feng to possess such extraordinary strength left the Tai Tan feeling bewildered. This sense of incomprehension was quite normal in the world of Douluo, where martial soul was often related to bloodlines and stronger parents typically led to stronger children—except in cases of some mutation, where the rules could diverge.
Unfortunately, Wang Feng's parents have passed away. At this time, after Tang San finished discussing matters with Tai Tan, he proceeded to the room next door where Ning Fengzhi was.
In the room, there were three people. Once Tang San entered, he and Ning Fengzhi delved into the subject, focusing on the discussion of hidden weapons.
"Uncle Ning, I can assist you in crafting these hidden weapons," Tang San explained. "However, I cannot sell you the production methods. There are several reasons for this. Firstly, the production methods are intricate and would take several years to fully master. Secondly, there are regulations governing these methods and I cannot divulge them lightly at this time. Nevertheless, I can outline the production process, but the actual synthesis needs to be done by me."
Simply put, Tang San took on the crucial task of assembly, which encompassed the closely guarded secret of Tang Sect's hidden weapons. With a legacy spanning thousands of years, Tang Sect's hidden weapons carried the accumulated wisdom of countless predecessors, harboring numerous secrets and skills related to assembly.
After careful consideration, Ning Fengzhi did not reject Tang San's proposal. They further delved into discussions about the types of hidden weapons and their corresponding devices, addressing the most critical aspect—the pricing.
Eventually, the price was settled at five million gold soul coins for the production of 500 sets of hidden weapons. If Wang Feng were present, he might have marveled at the substantial profit margin.
Tang San's role was solely in the realm of technology, with no involvement in procuring parts, materials, or the overall production process, his responsibility was confined only to assembly. The remuneration for this role amounted to five million gold soul coins.
Considering that Tang Sect's hidden weapon craftsmanship was a unique and exclusive skill in the entire mainland, the agreed-upon price was deemed reasonable, albeit not inexpensive.
"By the way, there's one more matter." Ning Fengzhi said after a moment of contemplation, adjusting his attire.
Bone Douluo also approached slightly.
"Rongrong's Weaving Cloud and Stars herb... I heard that you and the kid named Wang Feng brought it to Rongrong?" Ning Fengzhi scrutinized Tang San with a gaze akin to a scanner.
Tang San was slightly taken aback. After a moment of contemplation, he replied, "Yes, I discovered it and brother Feng picked it and gave it to Ning Rongrong."
"Is that so?" A peculiar glint flashed in Ning Fengzhi's eyes. "But why did I hear Rongrong say that this miraculous medicine was carefully cultivated by Wang Feng?"
Hearing this, Tang San was slightly surprised and turned to look at Ning Rongrong.
Ning Rongrong stuck out her tongue embarrassedly, clearly remembering the promised secrecy. However, when talking to her father, the desire to share Wang Feng's greatness overwhelmed her.
Seeing Tang San's hesitation, Ning Fengzhi burst into laughter. "Don't be nervous, your father and I are old acquaintances. What I meant to ask is, do you have access to this magical medicine anymore?"
Tang San shook his head and furrowed his brow. "This type of precious medicine is rare and Weving Clouds and Stars is even more elusive. Even if there are similar varieties, they are exceedingly scarce."
He thought about the Qiluo Tulip, which had a similar effect but was not as potent as Weaving Clouds and Stars. Unfortunately, it was consumed by Wang Feng early on.
"In that case, can I inquire with your friend Wang Feng for more information?" Ning Fengzhi glanced at Ning Rongrong, smiling. "I am quite curious about your friend, but he is currently injured, and it might not be convenient for him to answer."
Tang San pondered for a moment and then said, "Uncle Ning, I understand what you want to ask. I'll tell you directly—Wang Feng comes from a humble background. I grew up with him, and my father was well-acquainted with him. His parents passed away when he was very young. He's just an ordinary child from a small village."
Ning Fengzhi and Bone Douluo displayed expressions of disbelief, much like Tai Tan before.
"A young man who can cultivate such a magical medicine, withstand full soul pressure from Tai Tan, and without even releasing his martial soul—is he really just an ordinary child from a small village?" Bone Douluo murmured.
"His physique doesn't seem like something an ordinary person would possess. I can't see through him, and I've never encountered anything like him. Moreover, he didn't even release his martial soul just now."
"According to Rongrong, he's also just an auxiliary soul master." Ning Fengzhi added in a hushed tone.
Both of them found it hard to believe that Wang Feng's background might not be on par with Tang San's.
Upon considering the Title Douluo who had been the strongest in recent years, they realized that they were asking Tang San these questions precisely to understand Wang Feng's extraordinary abilities.
Now, they received an unexpected answer, and it seemed that it might be true.
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