Chapter 571: Testing the Charged Soul-Guided Gun, Bai He’s Excitement

In the next moment, a beam of green energy shot toward Niu Gao. He crossed his arms to shield his head and chest, successfully blocking the blast.

"Old Crane," Niu Gao exclaimed, thrilled. "This charged soul-guided cannon actually packs the power of a Soul King's attack! I think this thing is perfect for your Speed Clan!"

Even without Niu Gao's confirmation, Bai He had already sensed the energy fluctuations and was clearly intrigued. But a concern gnawed at him: how much would a soul-guided weapon like this cost? The Speed Clan wasn't exactly wealthy, unlike the other three single-attribute clans, which could generate income through forging, construction, or selling poisons. For the Speed Clan, their skillset was limited to scouting, which had little financial benefit now that they were independent of the Clear Sky Clan.

As Bai He pondered the matter, casting thoughtful glances at Niu Gao and Yang Wudi, Su Ming increased the weapon's power setting and fired again.

This time, Niu Gao stumbled back, his armor bearing a visible hole. Bai He was stunned—he realized they had to get their hands on this charged soul-guided gun, whatever the cost! With it, their Speed Clan could make the most of hit-and-run tactics in combat.

Niu Gao examined his arms, frowning slightly. "This thing is really something."

Seeing Su Ming prepare to increase the power level again, Niu Gao knew he had to be serious. The third setting, Su Ming claimed, had the force of a standard Soul Sage's attack.

"Fourth Soul Skill, Armor Reflection!"

This soul skill quadrupled his defensive capabilities and reflected a portion of incoming damage.

Now fortified, Niu Gao's defenses had reached astonishing levels—he could withstand most Soul Sage-level attacks with ease. When Su Ming fired a concentrated green beam at him, it merely left a faint plume of smoke on his armor.

"Not bad at all!" Niu Gao bellowed, "Forget the small stuff, Su Ming! Let's test this at full power—I want to see if I can block it without my Martial Soul True Body!"

Su Ming smirked as he adjusted the weapon to its highest setting, estimating that it held enough power for two more shots.

Bang! Bang!

Two beams, thicker than the previous ones, shot toward Niu Gao.

Oh, come on! Niu Gao internally cursed. Su Ming didn't have to fire two full-power blasts just because he felt confident in his defenses! The intense impact of the energy beams forced Niu Gao back several steps, shattering his armor completely.

Niu Gao coughed, muttering, "This soul-guided gun really is something!"

Su Ming walked over, performing a quick healing spell on Niu Gao. "How was it, Niu Gao? Impressive firepower, right?"

If this gun were classified, Su Ming thought, it would rank as a Grade Seven offensive soul-guided weapon. The power wasn't just for show.

"It's definitely impressive," Niu Gao admitted, about to ask Su Ming how many of these guns he had and if the Defense Clan could get their hands on one or two. But Bai He quickly approached.

"Kid, this charged soul-guided cannon is incredible!" Bai He said eagerly. "Will you sell it? I'll buy it!"

Bai He sounded as though he had endless wealth at his disposal, and Su Ming smiled. Excellent—his plan had worked. There was no way Bai He could resist now.

"Since you're a friend of Niu Gao and Yang Wudi," Su Ming replied after a moment of thought, "how about five thousand gold soul coins per unit?"

"What?! That's daylight robbery!" Bai Chenxiang, Bai He's granddaughter, couldn't hold back. She had thought the price might be high, but never expected five thousand gold coins each, even with the supposed "discount."

Su Ming shook his head. "You're Bai Chenxiang, right? This weapon can harm a Soul Douluo, so naturally, it's priced accordingly. And most importantly, these are difficult to mass-produce. Get it now?"

"Honestly, even at five thousand, if I offered it to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan for ten thousand per unit, they'd buy it in bulk."

Beside him, Xiao Wu tugged at Su Ming's sleeve, whispering, "Are you really going to sell this to Ning Rongrong's clan for ten thousand?"

Su Ming chuckled, "Of course not. I was exaggerating, just giving an example. In any case, I only have a few of these on hand, so we'll need to visit Gengxin City soon and check in on Senior Lou Gao's progress."

As Bai He digested the hefty price, he frowned. All his savings amounted to only a few hundred coins, and one gun would cost five thousand! And just one wasn't enough. He'd need at least twenty to make a significant impact for the Speed Clan, meaning a hundred thousand gold soul coins.

Realizing he still didn't know Su Ming's identity, Bai He turned to Niu Gao and Yang Wudi, then fixed his gaze on Su Ming. "Kid, what's your name? With a weapon like this, you're not just anybody."

Seeing he'd sufficiently impressed Bai He, Su Ming decided it was time to reveal himself. "My name is Su Ming, and I am now the Holy Son of Spirit Hall."