Chapter Forty-Five: Stay Calm, Stay Composed—A Minor Incident Easily Handled (Recommendations and Bookmarks Appreciated)
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Xu Sheng’s eyes flickered with a hint of astonishment, his mouth twitching slightly. “This hair crystal actually costs five hundred gold soul coins?”
What a joke! This Frand is nothing but a swindler, asking for an exorbitant price!
In the original story, Tang San bought it initially for a hundred, but why has the price increased fivefold here?
No matter how wealthy he is, Xu Sheng would never be such a fool to overpay!
Hidden beneath his hat, Xu Sheng’s eyes grew cold as he calmly asked, “Boss, can’t you lower the price a bit?”
Frand, reclining on his rocking chair, stretched out his legs and rolled his eyes disdainfully. Without mercy, he snapped back, “Buy it or not, that’s the price—no negotiation!”
If you want to buy from Frand, you’d better be prepared to pay a premium!
Besides, this was a perfect opportunity to see if this guy truly needed these two items, so he could glean some insight...
Gritting his teeth, Xu Sheng forced down his irritation and took out two bags of gold soul coins from his soul device, coldly tossing them onto the table.
“Fine, I’ll buy them! That’s eight hundred gold soul coins.”
As Xu Sheng picked up the ring, about to store the hair crystal into his soul device, Frand glanced at him and said again, “Wait, the hair crystal and ring together cost a thousand gold soul coins! You don’t have enough money!”
“Are you deliberately provoking me?” Xu Sheng’s usually icy face darkened instantly, his entire being radiating a terrifying chill.
He had endured the five hundred gold soul coins price, after all, he wasn’t short of money...
But suddenly raising the price again was a blatant provocation against his bottom line.
Feeling Xu Sheng’s dreadful aura, Frand put down his magazine, adjusted his glasses, slowly stood up, and said coldly, “I say it’s eight hundred, so it’s eight hundred!”
Xu Sheng’s cold gaze, hidden beneath the hat, seemed to pierce right through Frand. After a few seconds, expressionless, he turned around to leave...
Frand raised an eyebrow, watching Xu Sheng’s actions, realizing he clearly intended not to buy...
Still, his purpose was achieved; it seemed this kid knew nothing about these two items and perhaps only valued them by chance.
“These two trinkets can be sold to you for five hundred gold soul coins, but only if you take off your hat and cloak...”
Xu Sheng turned back slowly, removing his hat to reveal an exquisitely handsome face chilled to the extreme. With a cold voice, he said, “Get lost!”
Just two items, he didn’t care to buy them...
Upon seeing Xu Sheng’s face clearly, Frand’s eyes flickered with astonishment. He silently mused, “So young, probably about the same age as Mu Bai, but what is up with that ever-strengthening terrifying soul power fluctuation?”
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He propped up his chin and began to ponder, “Should I test this kid? If his talent is good, I might recruit him early into Shrek Academy.”
After deciding, Frand fixed his gaze on Xu Sheng and, with a very displeased tone, slowly spat out, “Kid, you don’t have to buy anything, but if you dare to speak rudely, don’t blame me for teaching you a lesson!”
Angrily, a few red glimmers flashed in Xu Sheng’s cold pupils as he sneered, “Teach me a lesson? How amusing, Frand. You’re really asking for it.”
Frand was startled inside. “He actually knows my name!”
But so what? He didn’t believe that a grand Soul Saint of level seventy-eight would lose to a teenager!
That would be an insult to his dignity!
With a disdainful glance at Xu Sheng, Frand elegantly stretched out one hand toward him and said arrogantly, “Kid, since I’m older than you, you go first...”
He planned to hold back his strength when he struck; it would be a sin to accidentally cripple this child...
Xu Sheng said nothing and took a slow step forward...
Seeing Xu Sheng’s reckless movement, Frand frowned. “What’s wrong with this kid? Not even summoning his martial soul? Could he be trying to con me?”
Tsk, no one in this world could ever scam Frand!
“Bang!” Xu Sheng lowered his head and took another step forward. A pitch-black, millennia-old soul ring rose slowly from beneath his feet...
Frand was shocked when he saw that profound black soul ring. “The first soul ring is a millennia-old one! This kid’s talent is terrifying! We must recruit him to Shrek Academy! Although his soul power is a bit low, he is genuinely a monster!”
This boy was a monster among monsters! Compared to him, Mu Bai and the others were mere novices!
Xiao Gang, it seems your so-called top ten core competitive strengths aren’t quite right!
Today, a kid just shattered the authority of your soul master academic domain!
Xu Sheng sneered and took two more steps forward... two more pitch-black soul rings rose from beneath his feet...
Frand’s face lit up with excitement, his heart pounding. He thought, “Three millennia-old soul rings already—a Soul Lord! A true genius among geniuses. I, Frand, swear to use every means to recruit him into Shrek Academy!”
If he could recruit this kid, Frand would have no worries about excellent students; Shrek’s future would be radiant!
A level thirty Soul Lord could easily crush all other prodigies of the continent his age.
As he indulged in such daydreams, Xu Sheng took another step forward. Three more terrifying millennia-old soul rings floated from beneath his feet...
Frand involuntarily took a step back, staring at the six soul rings under Xu Sheng’s feet in disbelief. “Six... millennia-old soul rings... a... soul emperor?”
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Even Frand was only a level seventy-six Soul Saint!
“Could this guy actually be serious?”
Yet in his heart, he comforted himself, “It’s okay, I’m a Soul Saint. His talent is indeed terrifying, but he’s just a Soul Emperor, still ten levels below me!”
No big deal, just a small skirmish. He, Frand, could handle it!
Xu Sheng slowly raised his head, his eyes filled with murderous intent locking onto Frand. Coldly, he said, “Frand, are you ready?”
Frand, baffled, was momentarily stunned by the question. “What do you mean by that?”
But the next second, he understood what Xu Sheng meant!
Beneath Xu Sheng’s feet, three more millennia-old soul rings appeared, and the last two were so deep they nearly reached a hundred thousand years!
“Title... Title Douluo... Are you... playing with me? Your Excellency? Can you listen to my explanation... I didn’t mean it,” Frand hurriedly waved his hands, trying to explain. At this moment, he no longer had any intention of recruiting Xu Sheng into Shrek; if Xu Sheng didn’t kill him, it would be a miracle!
This was a Title Douluo! No nonsense about Soul Emperors! They were not even on the same level!
Heavens, are you trying to kill me, Frand?
Xu Sheng’s cold eyes glanced at him without stopping his slow pace. “Frand, weren’t you arrogant just now? Scared now?”
As Xu Sheng drew closer, a wave of terror spread through Frand’s heart, and under the pressure of the Title Douluo...
Frand was forced to release his martial soul: the Four-Eyed Cat Eagle!
A massive eagle with four eyes appeared behind him, its enormous form gazing down at Xu Sheng, its sharp eyes fixed intently on every move...
Beneath Frand’s feet, seven soul rings appeared: yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black—a standard soul ring configuration.
Seeing that Xu Sheng still refused to stop, Frand retreated another step, pointing a trembling finger at him. “Your Excellency, if you come any closer, I will have to fight back...”
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