Douluo: I have a lucky magic dice

Chapter 16 News from Xuanwu Sect!

The next day.

Ji Xinghe slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air and opened his eyes. He practiced the double breathing method and the mines intersected. In one word, awesome!

This kind of pleasure of progress that can be clearly felt every minute and every second, this is cultivation!
This is the kind of practice that makes one feel like time has no age.

Ji Xinghe felt a little emotional and then got up to wash.

"What do I want?"

Ji Xinghe inexplicably had such a problem. In his previous life, as a failed author, he undoubtedly longed for fame and money. Now that he was reborn, as an ordinary person, his vision was not that big. He just wanted to live, live well, and then become stronger, become richer, and become more powerful...

and then?
Tsk, and at the same time, I can fill the feeling of dissatisfaction in my heart.

It seems like life is just like this.

Ji Xinghe spit out the mouthwash in his mouth, stretched his body vigorously, touched his hungry stomach, and took out some bronze soul coins from the bronze magic dice. "I still have to prepare a storage soul guide in the future. Otherwise, I have to use the magic dice to withdraw money, which is really a bit eye-catching."

But unfortunately, storage soul guides are not cheap, and Ji Xinghe can’t afford it now.

Ji Xinghe vaguely remembered that he had glanced at it on the display stand when he went to the Tiandou Chamber of Commerce last time. Even a first-level storage soul guide would cost one hundred gold soul coins. This kind of space storage equipment was a symbol of power no matter in which world it was. Ordinary people couldn't even think about using it, let alone using it.

"Oh, I'm poor."

Ji Xinghe, who had just shaken out sixty-six gold soul coins from the magic dice, felt that he had become rich overnight. However, when he really embarked on the path of cultivation, his own food alone had become a huge expense.

"Uncle, give me ten buns."

Ji Xinghe sat on a small stool in a breakfast shop, looking around, and secretly made up his mind to find time to visit the soul guide workshop in the town.

Today, there are three kingdoms on the continent. The Tiandou Empire and the Xingluo Empire are both strongly supporting the development of soul guides. The two empires today are not as completely contemptuous and rejecting the existence of soul guides as Ji Xinghe had imagined. After all, the three kingdoms have been fighting for more than four thousand years, and their cultures have been integrated. No fool would leave convenient and practical soul guides unused. Even in the small Beishui town where Ji Xinghe is located, most of the shops have installed lighting soul guides.

In this world context, various soul guide workshops and studios came into being. As far as Ji Xinghe knows, where there are soul engineers, there must be blacksmiths. Although soul engineers also know how to forge, making soul guides is a time-consuming, labor-intensive and brain-intensive task. If soul engineers are asked to work part-time in forging metal, it will undoubtedly greatly reduce the efficiency of soul engineers in making soul guides. At this time, the traditional profession of blacksmith in Douluo Continent has perfectly merged with the profession of soul engineer, and has blossomed into a different kind of fireworks in this new era.

When Ji Xinghe was thinking about how he could make a name for himself in the forging industry, the voices of several middle-aged men nearby successfully caught his attention.

Two of the men were wearing ordinary short T-shirts, and one was wearing a sleeveless gray wool vest. It was the words of the man in the gray vest that caught Ji Xinghe's attention.

"Have you heard? That Zhao Da, yes, the Zhao Da from Qingshui Hutong, died this morning." Zhao Da? Ji Xinghe frowned slightly. His neighbor, dead?
At this time, someone asked Ji Xinghe the question in his mind, "Dead? How did he die?"

The man in the grey vest first sipped the steaming soy milk, then whispered, "He owed money and left the fighting arena. This time he wasn't bitten to death by a soul beast, but was beaten to death by another person. I took a look and saw that all his limbs were broken and he was in a terrible state."

Ji Xinghe was chewing his buns quietly. Zhao Da died just like that? Wasn't he a soul master? Also, didn't he never go to Qinghefang? What was going on?
"But that's normal. How could you take advantage of a place like that?"

Ji Xinghe shook his head slightly. Such places are controlled by someone. If ordinary people want to make a fortune by going in, they'd better keep their heads on the belt.

"Hey, have you heard that the people of Xuanwu Sect have started to accept girls again, those who are eight or nine years old. They don't want girls over ten years old."

The person who spoke was still the man in the gray vest, and this sentence made Ji Xinghe successfully stop feeding the bun into his mouth. He pricked up his ears and listened carefully to the gossip of several people. This news was very important!

"Old Wu, you are well-informed. How did you know this?"

The man in the grey vest, or Old Wu as people call him, grinned, revealing his yellow teeth. "It was the news released by Qinghefang. The notices should have been posted all over the streets by now. Xuanwu Sect recruits girls for a period of time every year. I don't know what they do, but they are released after one night. Those girls come back with a lot of money. I heard that it's all gold soul coins."

At this moment, someone snorted in disdain.

"What else can you do, girl? At night, exchanging money. Even a fool knows what the Xuanwu Sect is doing, but no one is saying anything."

Old Wu hurriedly said, "Shh, don't discuss this, you are asking for your life. Our Beishui Town is under the jurisdiction of Xuanwu Sect. If someone can give money, he is already a good person. If someone from Xuanwu Sect forcibly robs it, what can you do? Are you going to sue the authorities? Someone from Xuanwu Sect has taken the position of elder of Soul Hunting Hall."

Old Wu's words successfully made the other two people fall into silence. This is the world of soul masters. Even though what they do is extremely fucked up, you can only endure it with gratitude, just like being raped and still shouting that it is exciting, which makes people feel painful.

Seeing that the atmosphere was somewhat silent, Old Wu took the initiative to change the subject and said, "Hey, guess how many girls' oral skills I saw at Qinghefang last night?"

As soon as this topic was mentioned, the two men's eyes suddenly lit up.

"Old Wu, are you crazy? Going to Qinghefang to play there will probably cost one Gintama coin for one night, right?"

"Hey, buddy, I made a lot of money last night." Old Wu smiled and took out a silver soul coin and flicked it with his thumb. With a ding, the silver soul coin flew in the air. The coin emitted a charming glow under the sunlight. Suddenly, the two short-sleeved men looked at the silver soul coin with envy and obsession...

This look was obviously not the look a normal person would have when seeing a Gintama coin. These people felt like there was something wrong. Ji Xinghe thought to himself, something is wrong. There were too many things wrong with Qinghefang.

(End of this chapter)