Golden sunlight streamed down, yet Xiao Wu felt a chill run through her entire body.
‘Has Russell figured out my identity?’ Xiao Wu pondered in her heart, and within three seconds, her suspicion turned into certainty, her pink eyes trembling slightly.
“How did he discover it?
Could it be the blood, or even earlier?
He didn’t say anything before, but now he’s telling me…
is he afraid I’ll be captured by someone?
But will he harm me later?” Xiao Wu’s mind was filled with questions.
Her rational brain couldn’t process everything at once, and her expression took on a look of someone whose mind had momentarily frozen.
Seeing that Xiao Wu understood the hint, Russell knew she would definitely overthink it.
He comforted her, saying, “Don’t worry, I won’t harm you.
We’ve been acquainted for over a year now.
As long as you don’t target me, I won’t hurt you.” He took out a bottle of Mind-Clearing Potion and asked, “Do you still need this?” “Yes.” Xiao Wu instantly calmed down, remembering the need to conceal her identity.
She accepted the Mind-Clearing Potion and carefully stored it away.
Having gotten his answer, Russell left, satisfied.
Xiao Wu watched Russell’s hurried departing figure, lost in thought, her mind wandering to unknown places.
Ten days later.
At the entrance of Nuoding Academy, three people arrived—one old, one middle-aged, and one young.
The middle-aged man from the Seven Treasure Commerce Guild respectfully led the way.
“Esteemed Sect Leader, this is Nuoding Academy.
I will go and call Russell out.” Ning Fengzhi gave a slight nod.
His gaze didn’t linger on the plaque of Nuoding Academy.
He had personally come to Nuoding City to discuss cooperation, demonstrating the sincerity of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.
It showed that he valued the potential of the Mind-Clearing Potion and Russell’s future.
However, he wouldn’t rush into the transaction.
Analyzing the two proposals Russell had mentioned, it was clear that despite his young age, Russell was extremely confident in his abilities—a true genius.
Geniuses were good.
Ning Fengzhi liked geniuses without backgrounds the most.
“Daddy, this place is so shabby.” Ning Rongrong, still a little girl, wore a white princess dress.
She wrinkled her cute nose, her adorable face full of disdain.
Ning Fengzhi looked down and patted Ning Rongrong’s little head.
“Rongrong, have you forgotten what you promised Daddy before we left?” “Oh.” Ning Rongrong reluctantly closed her mouth, her lips pouting as if they could hang an oil pot.
She cast a pitiful glance toward her Sword Grandpa.
Sword Douluo Chen Xin didn’t notice Ning Rongrong’s look.
He surveyed the surroundings, feeling as though he had just been observed by someone, yet he couldn’t detect anyone hiding in the shadows.
He trusted his intuition; it wouldn’t be a mistake.
This meant the person hiding in the shadows had a cultivation level of at least a Titled Douluo.
He used Secret Voice Transmission to communicate with Ning Fengzhi: “Fengzhi, this place isn’t simple.
There might be a Titled Douluo hiding here.
Could Russell have contacted other sects as well?” Ning Fengzhi remained composed and replied, “Uncle Sword, let’s pretend we don’t know for now.
We’ll act according to the situation later.” Russell soon came out and bowed with a hand over his chest.
“Greetings, Sect Leader Ning, and Sword Douluo, Your Excellency.” A flicker of surprise passed through Ning Fengzhi’s eyes.
Russell’s appearance was too youthful, completely unlike that of a master potioneer, making it hard not to suspect that someone was guiding him from behind.
He had his doubts and asked directly, “No need for formalities, Russell.
Did you truly develop the formula for the Mind-Clearing Potion independently?” “Of course.” Russell anticipated being questioned and was well-prepared.
“If Sect Leader Ning does not believe me, after we agree on the cooperation, I can demonstrate the potion-making process for you.” Seeing Russell’s composure, Ning Fengzhi nodded inwardly.
As long as the formula was genuine, whether Russell had someone backing him was irrelevant.
“Gentlemen, please follow me to the academy classroom.
We can discuss the details there.” Russell led the way, with Ning Fengzhi and the other two following behind.
At the academy, Russell had already informed the dean, who arrived with a group of teachers.
After a polite greeting, they tactfully withdrew.
After Russell was called away, Xiao Wu drank the Mind-Clearing Potion to suppress her aura and was now hiding in the dormitory.
Tang San had been summoned by Yu Xiaogang, deliberately avoiding any encounter with Ning Fengzhi to prevent the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect from discovering that Tang San had a father named Tang Hao.
It was not yet time for Tang San to be drawn into these matters.
Upon arriving at the empty classroom, Russell glanced at the simple desks and chairs without any embarrassment.
“My apologies for the humble conditions.
This is all we have.” “It’s fine.
Soul Masters are accustomed to roughing it.
This is nothing.” Ning Fengzhi sat down, somewhat uncomfortable with the chair’s size, but having spoken, he had to maintain his dignity and sit firmly.
Sword Douluo glanced at the chair and chose not to sit, instead standing by the window to admire the view outside.
Ning Rongrong obediently took a seat next to Ning Fengzhi, swinging her legs briefly out of novelty before curiously observing Russell.
She thought to herself, ‘What’s the big deal?
Dad came all this way just for him, but he looks quite ordinary.’ Russell got straight to the point.
“I assume your sect has tested the Mind-Clearing Potion.
May I ask which cooperation method Sect Leader Ning intends to adopt?” Ning Fengzhi found this rather novel.
He had experienced many negotiations, but this was the first time he was discussing cooperation with a child.
“The Mind-Clearing Potion lives up to its name, helping one eliminate emotional interference and thereby accelerate cultivation.
However, there is one issue.” Ning Fengzhi paused and spoke seriously.
“Is the so-called probability of enlightenment real or false?
And how did you calculate it?” Without the probability of enlightenment, the Mind-Clearing Potion would merely be an ordinary potion.
But if the probability of enlightenment were genuine, allowing even high-level Soul Masters to experience enlightenment—even with a low probability—the value of the Mind-Clearing Potion would be immeasurable.
“Of course it’s real.
I am an example.” Russell stated firmly, displaying fluctuations in his Soul Power.
“Ten days ago, I was still at level 15 Soul Power.
It was after taking the Mind-Clearing Potion that I experienced enlightenment and broke through two levels consecutively.” Ning Fengzhi’s gaze sharpened.
Although Russell’s Soul Power was solid and stable, Ning Fengzhi’s extensive experience allowed him to discern from its lively state that Russell had made significant recent progress in Soul Power.
He nodded slightly, waiting for Russell to continue.
“As for the method of calculating the probability of enlightenment, it is related to my Martial Soul’s unique characteristics and cannot be proven.” Ning Rongrong understood and spoke up crisply.
“Then what about my dad?” Ning Fengzhi glanced down at his daughter, knowing she was bored, and gently stroked her hair to soothe her before turning his gaze back to Russell.
Russell remained unflustered and glanced at Ning Rongrong.
“If Sect Leader Ning does not believe me, why come to me for cooperation?
Alternatively, Sect Leader Ning could pre-order ten thousand potions and wait a few years for me to conduct an experiment?” “That won’t be necessary.” Ning Fengzhi decisively refused.
The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect was not short on money.
If they were deceived, so be it.
The price is only a few dozen gold coins, and making it yourself with the formula would be even cheaper.
Moreover, even without the chance of sudden enlightenment, the Mind-Clearing Potion is still a great aid for cultivation.
He felt it could at least help curb his daughter’s playful nature.
Of course, to ensure the potion had no side effects, he didn’t plan to let his family use it within a year.
“I’m willing to trust you.
Let’s talk about the price.
How many Gold Soul Coins do you want?
The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect is willing to buy out the formula for the Mind-Clearing Potion.” His expression practically screamed, “Money is no object—come and take advantage of me.” Russell offered a faint smile and didn’t hold back: “One hundred thousand Gold Soul Coins.”