"No, I don't have time."
"A ten-thousand-year Soul Bone."
"Am I that kind of person?"
"Two."
"I told you, it's not about the Soul Bones."
"Three, if you don't like it, get out!"
"Alright, deal, take me to pick them."
Ning Bei, seeing that he couldn't get any more benefits, immediately agreed.
This money-grubbing appearance made Bibi Dong even more exasperated, and she gritted her teeth and said:
"I'll give them to you after it's done, and there's no picking, I'll decide which three."
"My mom is calling me home for dinner, goodbye!"
"Bastard, you don't trust me that much?"
Ning Bei nodded, thinking how could this woman, who changes her face faster than flipping a book, have the nerve to say the word trust.
"Fine, very well, come with me, I'll let you pick as many as you want."
Bibi Dong's eyes flashed with the fire of her soul, and she gritted her teeth and walked out of the hall. Ning Bei chuckled and slowly followed.
Arriving at the Treasures Vault, which only the Spirit Hall Pope had the authority to enter, Bibi Dong unceremoniously stepped aside, forcing a smile that didn't reach her eyes.
"Go ahead, Young Master Ning."
Ning Bei was not polite, anyway, Spirit Hall was a big spender, and being fleeced wouldn't hurt them.
Walking into the vault, he looked around and found countless rare treasures displayed on the dazzling shelves. Among the treasures were herbs and Soul Tools.
And on the most conspicuous shelf at the innermost part were dozens of gorgeous wooden boxes, with the same appearance as the boxes that contained Soul Bones during the Soul Master Competition, presumably these were the Soul Bones.
Passing by the wooden shelves displaying herbs, Ning Bei was attracted by a peculiar-looking herb, and after quickly using the Pill Tower to collect it, a piece of information appeared in his mind.
"Hey, didn't we agree to only take Soul Bones? What are you doing?"
Ning Bei turned his head and gave Pope Big Sister a strange look, then quickly took the herb out and put it back in its place.
"It's nothing, I just haven't seen this kind of herb before, I'm just using my Spirit to identify it."
"Hmm, what is the use of this herb?"
Hearing this, a hint of curiosity flashed in Bibi Dong's eyes. This herb was discovered by a Spirit Hall Team while Soul Hunting in the Star Dou Great Forest. At that time, a Shadow Two-Headed Wolf of over fifty thousand years was guarding the herb as it matured, and the Team had to put in a lot of effort to obtain it.
However, no one in Spirit Hall recognized this herb, which was obviously of extraordinary medicinal effect, and even Chrysanthemum Douluo Yue Guan, who had been deeply involved in flowers and plants for decades, did not know its effect, so after bringing it back, it was placed in this vault to gather dust for decades.
"This herb is called Soul Shaping Flower, and its function is to reshape the Spirit's appearance, and it can maintain the Spirit's effect without causing changes."
"What?"
Hearing this, Bibi Dong's red lips let out a cry of surprise, and she rushed forward and hugged the wooden box containing the Soul Shaping Flower into her arms.
Pope Big Sister was trembling all over. If she had any dissatisfaction with her Spirit, it would be its ugly appearance. It was so ugly that she was unwilling to use Spirit Avatar unless absolutely necessary.
"You, you... are you telling the truth?"
Ning Bei nodded affirmatively, a hint of displeasure rising in his heart.
"Are you doubting my, Medicine God Douluo's, knowledge of herbs?"
"No, no, this herb is of great use to me."
"What great use? Isn't it just plastic surgery for your Spirit? You make it sound so grand, but it's of no use to your abilities."
Ning Bei curled his lips in disdain. Only you women care about whether your Spirits are good-looking or not. After thinking about it, he reached out to Bibi Dong again.
"Give it here."
"Hmm? Don't even think about taking this Soul Shaping Flower. At worst, I'll find a way to get the 100,000-year Spirit Ring myself."
"Oh? You mean this broken flower is worth a 100,000-year Spirit Ring and a Soul Bone?"
A guilty look flashed across Bibi Dong's face, but Ning Bei knew that was exactly what she was thinking. Heh, women!
"Give it here, no one's snatching your herb. I'll extract the seeds and cultivate them in the Pill Tower, maybe I can cultivate it to a higher level."
"The Soul Shaping Flower can evolve?"
Bibi Dong's beautiful eyes were full of surprise as she handed over the Soul Shaping Flower with some skepticism.
Ning Bei separated the seeds from the pistil and placed them in the Pill Tower for cultivation, then returned the herb.
"Even if it can't evolve into a Soul Fusion Flower, I can still cultivate another Soul Shaping Flower."
"I see!"
Bibi Dong nodded, then began to examine the herb in the box.
"How do I use this herb again?"
"Release your Spirit and use Soul Power to activate it, allowing the Spirit to absorb the medicinal power. By the way, you don't think you only need one Soul Shaping Flower, do you?"
Ning Bei told Pope Big Sister how to use the herb, then a mischievous smile crept onto his lips.
A hint of doubt flashed in Bibi Dong's eyes as she looked at him in confusion.
"Hmm? What do you mean?"
"What I mean is, someone should have two Spirits that are ugly beyond compare, right?"
"Are you saying that this Soul Shaping Flower can only change the form of one Spirit?"
Bibi Dong's expression changed, and a bitter feeling flashed in her heart. However, being able to change the form of one Spirit was good enough. At worst, she would only use one Spirit in battle in the future.
Ning Bei saw through her thoughts and said quietly:
"Has Pope Big Sister forgotten that I've cultivated the seeds of the Soul Shaping Flower?"
"Really? How long will it take you to cultivate another Soul Shaping Flower?"
Bibi Dong's eyes lit up. It seemed that both of her Spirits had a chance to change their original ugly forms.
But who knew that this dog of a man in front of her would suddenly change his tone.
"How long it takes is none of your business. I'm cultivating this herb to evolve it to a higher level, not to give you plastic surgery."
"Ning Bei! You're going too far!"
Bibi Dong's eyes blazed with fire, and she gathered a surge of Soul Power in her palm, intending to strike him.
"Hold on, hold on, what's with you? Why do you always like to resort to violence? How old are you? Can't you learn to be a little more composed like me?"
Bang
A display rack behind Ning Bei, filled with various storage Soul Tools, was shattered into pieces by Bibi Dong's angry palm.
Dodging the slap, Ning Bei looked at the Soul Tools scattered on the ground with heartache, and said unhappily, "Can't you let people finish speaking? It's not like this Soul Shaping Flower can't grow more seeds. Can't I just cultivate another one?"
"Would you die if you finished speaking in one go?"
"Just tell me what you'll exchange for the second Soul Shaping Flower."
"Uh, are those Soul Tools on the ground okay?"
"Heh, how shameless. It's hard to say if these Soul Tools are even usable."
Looking at the somewhat damaged Soul Tools on the ground, a hint of pain flashed across Bibi Dong's face. She cursed herself for being impulsive, glared fiercely at Ning Bei, and said through gritted teeth, "Then what else do you want?"
"No rush. Anyway, it will take some time to complete the cultivation. I'll pick my Soul Bones first, lest someone destroy them with another slap."
"And whose fault is that, you bastard?"
Ning Bei ignored the Pope Big Sister's impotent rage, walked to the Soul Bone display rack, and opened all the wooden boxes.
For a moment, he was dazzled by the crystal-clear Soul Bones. After examining them for a moment, Ning Bei selected three Soul Bones with obviously good quality, two of which were leg bones, and one was a head bone.
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