Douluo's Lotus Fan Douluo

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It has to be said that Blue Star Pavilion's business is really good, and the number of artificial soul rings sold every day is at least two hundred. Many people from other places traveled thousands of miles to come to Shrek City just to buy artificial soul rings.

The busiest time in Blue Star Pavilion every day is the lottery for the common people, which is really overwhelming. There are even nobles who pay large sums of money to buy the quota of common people who win the lottery.

Seeing this, Mu Ran frowned slightly. What the nobles did was against his original intention, but he didn't need to worry about them for the time being.

Branches built in other major empires had troubles several times due to limited supply, but they were suppressed by Blue Star Pavilion, and business is now very good.

After closing the ledger, Mu Ran felt a sense of satisfaction that she had never experienced before. He regards Lanxing Pavilion as his home. Now everything in this family is prosperous. How can he not be satisfied?

Thousands of miles away from Shrek City, there are some people living on the outskirts of Tiandou City: they are all low-level people serving Tiandou City, struggling to survive in the imperial capital, and living the lowest life for their families.

The house on the outskirts of the city is dilapidated. There is a family living here. There are only three people in the family, but they still live in poverty.

The male head of the family is a blacksmith who works hard every day in a blacksmith shop in the city, earning a meager salary from hard work every day. The hostess of the family works as a temporary helper for wealthy families in the city, and her job is unstable.

The family's son is eight years old this year, and he awakened his martial spirit two years ago. In order for his child to awaken his martial spirit, his father spent two months' salary before asking a second-level supervisor in the blacksmith shop for help. The child's awakened martial soul is a diamond hammer, with an innate soul power of level seven. Such a good talent, but the family has no money to cultivate it.

Two years have passed in the blink of an eye. The child's soul power has already reached the tenth level, but the family cannot even obtain a ten-year soul ring.

On this day, the father came back in a hurry, grabbed his son and said excitedly: "Son, dad has a way to help you get the soul ring."

After hearing this, the mother hurried over and said, "Dad, you can't do anything stupid."

Because of the child's talent, more than one wave of people have come to persuade them to sell their son.

"No, there is really a way."

The father explained to his family the benefits of Blue Star Pavilion's artificial soul rings to civilians, and then took his son and hurried to Blue Star Pavilion's branch in Tiandou City.

There was a long queue outside the store, and those in the queue were all here to win the lottery.

In order to maintain order, the Blue Star Pavilion Tiandou City branch has specially arranged a place to queue up, so that buyers will not be affected.

An employee wearing a cheongsam directly in front took the microphone and said: "Today's quota is only the last three people with century-old soul rings left. Those ranked after one hundred and those who do not meet the requirements please come back tomorrow."

"Dad, where are we?"

"The eightieth."

The prestige of Blue Star Pavilion is sufficient, and one hundred people will leave automatically after that.

Soon, a waiter walked up to the father and son holding a small transparent box.

"Sir, please draw lots."

"Son, come on"

"Ok."

The son reached out and took out a small ball from the box, opened the ball, and pulled out a note from the inside with the word "中" written on it.

"Son, you are great, great." The father was so excited that he was a little incoherent. His son's soul ring was finally found.

"Congratulations on winning the prize, please come with me."

The waiter led the two people to a large display cabinet in the lobby on the first floor. There were many small yellow light balls in the display cabinet. There are even small white light balls at the bottom.

"Sir, how many years of soul rings do you need?"

"I want a century-old one, but I don't understand." My father said, a little embarrassed.

When my father was a child, his family was even more miserable, and he couldn't find anyone to help him awaken his martial spirit. He didn't awaken his martial spirit until he was fifteen years old and worked in a blacksmith shop. He also had a diamond hammer, but unfortunately he had no soul power, and he never had the chance to be a soul master for the rest of his life.

The waiter smiled and said: "It doesn't matter. If it's convenient, can you tell us the child's martial spirit and innate soul power? I can help you recommend it."

"Zhuzi's martial soul is a diamond hammer like mine, and his innate soul power is level seven." When he said this, his father's tone was full of pride.

The waiter continued: "I think the child's physical fitness is average, and he may not be able to withstand the impact of a soul ring that is too strong due to his age. I recommend this to you."

With that said, the waiter pulled out a soul ring introduction.

Price: Two hundred gold soul coins.

Years: two hundred years.

Soul Beast: Wolverine.

Soul Skill: The power of King Kong. After using soul skill, the strength and speed are increased by %.

Applicable soul masters: Soul masters with ordinary attack-type martial souls.

When he saw the price of two hundred gold soul coins, his father's heart twitched. He could indeed get the two hundred gold soul coins, but his family's savings would be gone. This is only the first soul ring.

"This soul skill is quite good. The cheapest one with a hundred-year soul ring only costs one hundred gold soul coins, and the cheapest one with a ten-year soul ring only costs ten gold soul coins."

My father was a little confused. There were huge differences between a hundred-year soul ring and a ten-year soul ring. How should I choose?

"Sir, actually we also provide a free soul ring."

"Free Soul Ring"

"Yes, our Blue Star Pavilion recruits soul masters with innate soul power of no less than level six for training. Your son is fully qualified. If you are willing to let him join Blue Star Pavilion, we will train your son. In the future, his You don’t have to worry about the soul ring.”

"Is it really possible"

The waiter nodded: "The child's talent is excellent. If he is in Blue Star Pavilion, he will definitely not be buried."

The father lowered his head and thought. Blue Star Pavilion has an excellent reputation among civilians, and Soul Electric was developed with civilians in mind. Those who are lucky will also receive soul appliances presented by Blue Star Pavilion. The artificial soul ring also provided benefits to civilians, so he had no reason not to agree.

The father touched his son's head: "I promise."

"You won't be disappointed, please come with me."

The waiter led the two people to an office and knocked on the door: "Manager Iron."

"Please come in."

Open the door and enter a luxuriously decorated office.

My father hesitated to enter.

"It's okay, come in"

"Manager Tie, this boy's martial soul is the Diamond Hammer, and his innate soul power is level seven. His father has agreed to let him join the Blue Star Pavilion."

"Not bad, come on, sit down quickly."

Iron Fist invited the father and son to sit on the sofa, but the father declined repeatedly. That sofa looked expensive and he couldn't afford to sit on it.

Iron Fist smiled and said, "It depends on you."

When it comes to his own job, my father is finally not so reserved.

"Yes, I have been working in the iron industry for twenty years. I am afraid I will never be able to do without it in this life."

"To tell you the truth, my family has been blacksmithing for generations, and I have been blacksmithing for many years. Let me meet you, my name is Iron Fist."

As he said that, Iron Fist stretched out his right hand.

Seeing the calluses on Tie Fist's hands that were the same as his own, and Tie Fist's down-to-earth name, his father said repeatedly: "Hello, hello, my name is Zhao Dazhu."