Chapter 118: Tuffy's Armory

Flender watched Tang Hao's departing figure and said hoarsely, "Bone Douluo, what about us?"

"Leave. I keep my word. After one move, all grievances are settled."

Flender and Liu Erlong, despite their injuries, grabbed the terrified Yu Xiaogang and quickly left the scene, not daring to linger for fear that Gu Rong might change his mind.

Watching the trio disappear, Gu Rong felt a hint of regret. If it weren't for Tang Hao, he would have loved to wipe them all out.

"Thank you, Senior Gu Rong," Shen An expressed his gratitude. If it weren't for Gu Rong, he might have had to unleash Super Tom today.

Super Tom was his ultimate trump card, something he would only use if his life was in danger.

"Haha, no need to be so polite, Shen An. You helped Rongrong evolve her Seven Treasure Glazed Pagoda. This kindness is something I, Gu Rong, will remember for a lifetime. This is nothing in comparison."

"Rongrong, you've obtained your soul ring, and the trouble is over. How about we return to the clan?" Gu Rong's face was now full of smiles, completely devoid of the earlier domineering aura.

"Sure, Grandpa Bone. Grandpa Bone, you were so cool just now. Rongrong really liked it," Ning Rongrong said sweetly.

"Hahaha, with Rongrong's praise, I'll definitely make Chen Xin jealous when we get back."

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In the Heaven Dou City, a gathering of influential figures was taking place.

Crown Prince Xue Qinghe and Clan Master Ning Fengzhi sat at the head of the table, surrounded by prominent nobles of the city, all supporters of Xue Qinghe.

This crown prince was widely recognized as the future ruler of the Heaven Dou Empire. The other sons of the Heaven Dou Emperor were either dead or spoiled brats. Only Xue Qinghe showed promise.

The nobles, well-versed in political maneuvering, naturally chose to support him over the seemingly incompetent Xue Beng.

Xue Qinghe handled the nobles with ease, though beneath his courteous exterior lay a deep disdain for these parasites who relied on their ancestors' achievements.

Today's gathering was just a routine event, as these nobles held significant influence and would be crucial to his future ascension to the throne.

However, Ning Fengzhi's words piqued his interest.

"Teacher, are you saying there's a young man with extraordinary talent who refused to become Sword Douluo's disciple?"

Ning Fengzhi nodded with a smile. This was something he and Chen Xin had discussed.

If Shen An wanted fame, they would give him fame.

In the Douluo Continent, what could be more sensational than refusing to become a disciple of a Titled Douluo, especially one as powerful as Chen Xin?

Xue Qinghe's eyes sparkled with interest. "How fascinating. May I ask the name of this young man, Teacher? Could you introduce him to me?"

Xue Qinghe already had a guess but pretended not to know.

"This young man's name is Shen An. He comes from a clean background, and in my opinion, he will undoubtedly be among the continent's top powerhouses in the future."

"My daughter, Ning Rongrong, is on good terms with him. I hope all of you will take care of him in the future," Ning Fengzhi said.

The nobles below were visibly shocked. They didn't doubt Ning Fengzhi's words, as he was not one to speak carelessly.

The nobles, who made up over 70% of Heaven Dou's aristocracy, secretly resolved to investigate Shen An thoroughly.

They wanted to find opportunities to show goodwill or at least warn their descendants not to provoke him.

"Teacher, it's been a while since I last visited your clan. May I come over in a couple of days to meet this young man?"

Xue Qinghe asked with genuine interest.

"Of course, you may."

With that settled, the nobles began investigating Shen An. For a time, the city's intelligence networks were abuzz with one name: Shen An.

As evening approached, Shen An, who had returned to the Seven Treasure Glazed Clan, glanced at his system panel. His fame points were skyrocketing.

Ten thousand, thirty thousand, seventy thousand, until they slowed down after reaching one hundred thousand.

Shen An was overjoyed. It seemed Clan Master Ning had started promoting him. He couldn't slack off either. Tomorrow, he would head to the Heaven Dou Great Spirit Arena to capitalize on this wave of fame.

Ning Fengzhi's influence was spreading his name among the upper echelons, while the Great Spirit Arena, known to all, would further amplify his reputation.

This was Heaven Dou City, after all. Gaining a million or two fame points wasn't too much to ask, right? Shen An could almost see the Titled Douluo realm within his grasp.

In his room, Tom looked at Shen An with concern. What was wrong with his master? He had been grinning nonstop since returning.

Shen An opened the long-unused lottery page, feeling like trying his luck.

System, give me a hundred draws!

Shen An, now flush with wealth, declared confidently.

[Ding! Since this is the host's first time attempting a 100-draw, would you like to convert all items except small soul power experience packs into a mysterious grand prize?]

Huh? Shen An was stunned by the system's prompt. There was such a thing?

Shen An pondered. Should he exchange ninety low-probability blind boxes for one mysterious grand box?

In the end, Shen An gritted his teeth and said, "Exchange!"

Ordinary blind boxes could be obtained anytime, but a mysterious grand prize was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

Meanwhile, Tang Hao was rushing with Tang San in tow. He had forced a Soul Emperor-level healing soul master to treat Tang San's injuries.

Tang San's severed finger bones were reattached, but they were far from functional. Shen An's sword strike wasn't just physical damage; it carried a sword intent that wreaked havoc on Tang San's arm meridians.

However, healing soul masters above the Soul Sage level were extremely rare. Most were either in the military, the Spirit Hall, or one of the top three clans, rarely found alone.

Thus, Tang Hao had no choice but to take Tang San to that place. He had initially wanted to avoid bringing Tang San there, as the benefits were limited without sufficient spiritual power.

But now, with Tang San severely injured, it was a necessity. Otherwise, Tang San's future progress would be severely hindered.

They arrived at an unnamed forest. Tang San sat down as instructed by Tang Hao, using his spiritual and soul power to sense his surroundings.

A gentle, distant spiritual power seemed to call out to Tang San, but he couldn't quite grasp it.

With only a soul power level in the thirties, Tang San's spiritual power, though superior to his peers, wasn't enough to meet the threshold of this place.

Following an inexplicable guidance, he arrived before a massive vine. After what felt like an eternity, a blue ocean of energy gathered, and a gentle force entered his body, repairing his injuries and pushing his martial soul toward a better evolution.

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Back at the Seven Treasure Glazed Clan, Shen An stared in disbelief at the mysterious grand prize he had drawn.

[Tuffy's Armory: This is a massive armory with an endless supply of weapons. Ten random weapons are generated daily and can be stored for later use.]

PS: Automatically installed in Tuffy's diaper.

Shen An took out the diaper and, sure enough, pulled out seven small firecrackers and three small rockets.

Tom, seeing this, shrank back in fear. Why did Shen An have so many dangerous things?

Jerry, on the other hand, stared at Tuffy's diaper in deep thought. Why was his nephew's diaper in Shen An's hands...