Chapter 45 Pursuit Lang Ya was a little embarrassed and laughed, "Hahaha, Su Mu, you are wrong. How can we waste such delicious food? In other words, they prepare so much for you alone. If you don’t eat it, wouldn’t it be a waste? Moreover, today we two brothers can gather here and appreciate the treasures together. It is a great fate, so we should naturally add delicious food and fine wine to the fun." There was a cunning light in Langya's eyes, and it seemed that even the air was filled with the aroma of the upcoming gourmet feast. "Hahaha, forget it. If I hadn't come, the waiters would have shared all these things. How could it be wasted?" Su Mu chuckled, stopped joking, turned around and led the way. The three of them walked through the magnificent hall and into a spacious corridor. On both sides of the corridor, there are soft luminous pearls inlaid, which gently dispel the night and lead them slowly towards the top VIP room. Wang Teng couldn't help but sigh. He could obviously use a soul guide, but he chose to use the night pearl. This was a manifestation of being rich and willful. "Speaking of which, Su Mu, the ninth-level fixed-type soul guide shells you bid for today made many people jealous. If you weren't so rich, it would be hard for you to get such a powerful weapon." Langya walked and talked, and his tone showed recognition of Sumu's financial strength, as well as a hint of emotion about the complicated situation behind the auction.
"Those big families and sects got the news in advance and wanted to take advantage of this opportunity to buy some good stuff, but they didn't expect you to snatch it away." Wang Teng's expression slightly restrained after hearing this, and he said seriously: "Brother, what you said makes sense. This ninth-level fixed-type soul guide shell is indeed what the sect needs to enhance its defense and ensure the peace of the sect." Su Mu said, "Indeed, it's a pity for their plan. I never notify the auction house in advance. I go whenever I want. What if they hold a grudge against me?" Wang Teng asked in confusion: "Don't they know how strong my sister is? It's a great honor for you to go. After all, there are no more than ten Titled Douluo in the royal family of the Heavenly Soul Empire." Soon, the three of them arrived in front of the top VIP room. As you push open the door, a rich aroma hits your nose. The room is decorated elegantly and luxuriously. On the long table in the center, all kinds of delicacies are arranged in an orderly manner. Each dish seems to be a work of art, making people salivate. "Please come in, you two brothers." Su Mu made an elegant gesture of invitation, and the three of them took their seats one by one. During the banquet, there was good food and wine, and they talked and laughed. Su Mu and Lang Ya shared their experiences in cultivation from time to time, while Wang Teng asked more about the knowledge of martial spirits and cultivation. Especially those bottlenecks and skills at different levels, with a gleam of curiosity in their eyes. This is what it means to be taught in person by a Titled Douluo. If this happened in Shrek Academy, as an ordinary student in the outer courtyard, you wouldn’t even be able to enter the inner courtyard, let alone receive guidance from a Titled Douluo. You see, our Benyuan University is still the best. Since the beginning of the school, we have held more than 20 Title Douluo lectures and public classes, as well as after-class Q&A activities. "Junior Brother Wang Teng, your passion for soul guides reminds me of myself when I was young." Langya chuckled, a hint of nostalgia flashing in his eyes. "What then?" "Later, the clan leader and his friends said there was no future, so I stopped playing." The night was getting darker, but the VIP room was still brightly lit and filled with laughter. As night fell quietly, the open space outside Tianhun City was gently covered by a layer of faint moonlight, making it look particularly quiet and mysterious. Wang Teng, Su Mu and Lang Ya stood still and exchanged glances with each other. Without saying much, they already had a tacit understanding. The trees behind them swayed gently in the night wind, as if they were the guardians of this quiet place, quietly watching everything that was about to happen. Su Mu frowned, her sharp eyes flickering in the night, like the gaze of a cheetah before catching its prey.
She whispered to Wang Teng and Lang Ya, “We have been followed since we came out of the auction house. They had almost no cover and already knew that I knew someone was following me. The other side has a lot of people and is quite strong. It seems they are well prepared." Her voice was soft but it was firm and unquestionable. Lang Ya was a little nervous after hearing this. He was not worried about himself, but was afraid that something might happen to Wang Teng. "So, how many people are there on the other side? Are there any Titled Douluo?" Su Mu shook his head. "It's hard to say. The number is probably less than ten. I don't know if there are any Title Douluo." Hearing this, Lang Ya curled up his lips into a faint smile, with a hint of amusement in his eyes. "As for me, the sect master is currently in Tianhun Realm doing things. If you need him, he can come here within a quarter of an hour. What do you think?" Su Mu frowned and said, "Okay, your safety is the most important thing, but don't call Du Bu Si over unless necessary. I am not that close to your Benti Sect." Wang Teng didn't dare to interrupt, but he was also a soul master who specialized in spiritual power. Although he could not sense the number and strength of the enemies, he could still sense the heaviness and solemnity in the air. Lang Ya patted Wang Teng on the shoulder, signaling him to rest assured, "Junior brother, what I just said is true, the sect master is indeed in the Tianhun Empire. He would tell a few people about every move he made, and if there was anything we couldn't resolve, we could use an emergency signal to have the clan leader come over. So, relax a little and enjoy watching your elf sister fight." Lang Ya then slowly turned around, his eyes sharp as torches, scanning the figures that were gradually appearing around him. These figures were either hiding among the shadows of the trees or lurking in the dark. They were obviously well-trained killers or assassins. "Now that you're here, why hide?" Su Mu's voice was not loud, but it was clearly heard throughout the open space, carrying an irresistible majesty. As soon as he finished speaking, a black shadow suddenly jumped out from behind a tree, holding a long sword with seven soul rings shining on the blade, and rushed straight towards Wang Teng at a speed that was astonishing. Wang Teng’s brain processed the information immediately. He had powerful soul power, three yellow, three purple, and one black soul ring configuration that was a bit poor in proportion. Su Mu and Lang Ya moved almost at the same time, one on the left and one on the right, like two flashes of lightning, instantly trapping the black shadow in the middle. "Humph, you are just an ant, and you dare to challenge us!" Su Mu snorted coldly, and her fist whistled, colliding with the black shadow, stirring up waves of air. Using her agility, she moved around, looking for an opportunity to deliver a fatal blow. Lang Ya's martial soul has been released, and eight soul rings that surpass the optimal ratio are released instantly. The powerful mental force spreads around, and some of the unprepared men in black groan and fall to the ground instantly. Newcomer, new book, please support~ (End of this chapter)