"Hello, my name is Ning Fengzhi, young sect master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. May I ask who you are?"
Hmm?
So it was Ning Fengzhi, the famous old fox.
Looks like he had been trying to recruit Sword Douluo just now.
But Ning Fengzhi's father only had a couple of years left to live.
Because of poor health, he had only managed to have one son—Ning Fengzhi.
Fortunately, Ning Fengzhi himself was outstanding.
Right now, Ning Fengzhi was roughly the same age as Fu Ye—only about three years older.
Yet he was already a high-rank Soul King.
Fu Ye believed that if it weren't for the limitation preventing the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda from cultivating beyond Soul Douluo—
Then Ning Fengzhi would have been the most dazzling genius of this era.
"Hello, my name is Fu Ye, owner of this Juxiang Pavilion."
Fu Ye had a high opinion of Ning Fengzhi's talent.
But as for his character…
He preferred not to comment.
Anyone involved in business warfare had dirty hands.
Still, Fu Ye was just running a simple restaurant.
He hadn't crossed paths with this fox in terms of making money.
After shaking hands politely with Ning Fengzhi, Fu Ye turned to Chen Xin.
"Brother Chen Xin, how about we make a deal?"
In the end, Fu Ye still decided to poach the future pillar of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.
Of course, he had no intention of restricting the man's freedom.
"Your Excellency Fu Ye, please speak."
"If you dare call me 'Your Excellency' again, don't blame me for beating you. Say it properly."
"Ahem… Brother Fu Ye, please speak."
"See? Wasn't that better? I'm young—why call me Your Excellency?"
After a friendly exchange, Fu Ye finally solved the title issue.
"I'll help you obtain the most suitable ninth soul ring for you."
"But in return, you'll help me watch the shop for the next fifty years. How about it?"
Work here for fifty years—
In exchange for the perfect ninth soul ring?
If someone else had said that, Chen Xin would never believe it.
But since Fu Ye said it…
He believed him.
Ning Fengzhi, sitting nearby, was also intrigued.
Finding the perfect ninth soul ring for a Titled Douluo was extremely difficult.
Yet Fu Ye spoke as if it were nothing.
Before coming here, Ning Fengzhi had already investigated.
There was a ninety-thousand-year Earth Demon Dragon in a mountain range in the northwest.
That had been his bargaining chip to recruit Chen Xin.
"There is no need for a ninth soul ring. As long as Brother Fu Ye asks, I, Chen Xin, will guard this place."
Hmm.
Smart.
He barely avoided getting beaten.
"Come on. With your physique, you'll struggle to find the perfect soul ring whether in the forest or the ocean."
"You're probably thinking about absorbing the strongest and highest-year soul beast possible."
"But blindly absorbing a ring like that would only waste your talent."
For Sword Douluo, Fu Ye always felt his ending in the original story had been unfortunate.
A legendary Super Douluo—
Who died right before victory in war.
"But soul masters have always obtained soul rings this way. Finding one that truly suits you is already difficult—let alone a ninth ring with such a high year limit."
Ning Fengzhi finally couldn't hold back.
If Fu Ye could help Sword Douluo obtain a perfect ninth ring—
Then his strength might actually surpass Sword Douluo's.
And earlier, Chen Xin had called him "Your Excellency."
That meant he was definitely at least Titled Douluo level.
But Fu Ye claimed to be only eighteen years old.
Was an eighteen-year-old Titled Douluo even possible?
Fu Ye didn't bother explaining further.
After all, he had plenty of God-bestowed soul rings.
Giving one or two away wasn't a big deal.
Besides—
Having someone watch his shop was convenient.
After all, the Limit Douluo puppet he owned could only follow commands.
It couldn't talk.
It was great for fighting.
But terrible for customer service.
Fu Ye glanced at Ning Fengzhi and smiled.
"Call out that bone guy hiding in your house and let him come eat something. It must be tiring hiding all the time."
Hearing this—
Ning Fengzhi's pupils shrank instantly.
Before he could react—
Fu Ye casually tore open a rift in space.
He reached inside and dragged out a young man wearing gray-black robes.
The man was clearly startled by the move.
"Xiao Li, do we still have private rooms? There are quite a few people now."
After hearing this, Xiao Li led them to the third floor.
The second-floor rooms were already full of guests drinking and chatting.
Luckily, one private room remained on the third floor.
As they walked upstairs—
Fu Ye spotted Liu Erlong, who had just started working there.
She had already changed into the Juxiang Pavilion uniform.
When she saw Fu Ye—
Her eyes widened.
She never expected to meet him again under these circumstances.
"We meet again, little adult."
Fu Ye smiled slightly.
Even he hadn't expected Liu Erlong to apply for a job at his restaurant.
Before Liu Erlong could say anything—
Fu Ye entered the private room together with Ning Fengzhi and Chen Xin.
Gu Rong was casually tossed onto a chair.
Ning Fengzhi's expression was now somewhat stiff.
The calm confidence he had earlier had disappeared.
Chen Xin looked surprised when he saw Gu Rong.
Then curious.
After all, he knew him.
Gu Rong sat trembling in the chair.
Fu Ye possessed the Dragon God bloodline.
The suppression he exerted over dragon-type martial spirits was terrifying.
"Brother Fu Ye… may I ask what kind of soul beast you plan to use to help Chen Xin obtain his ninth soul ring?"
Ning Fengzhi finally calmed down.
Even Gu Rong, an 89-level Soul Douluo, had been subdued easily by Fu Ye.
Worrying was pointless.
It was better to ask directly.
After hearing this question, Fu Ye turned his golden eyes toward Ning Fengzhi.
"For me, there's no need to hunt soul beasts."
"There are two ways to obtain soul rings in this world."
"Hunting soul beasts is only one of them."
Fu Ye knew that those who had never encountered divine inheritance had never heard of God-bestowed soul rings.
"Hm? Don't soul masters advance and gain abilities by absorbing rings from soul beasts?"
Ning Fengzhi was puzzled.
He had studied countless books for over ten years.
Yet he had never heard of another method.
Fu Ye then began explaining.
"There is something called a God-bestowed soul ring."
"Only those who have come into contact with divine inheritance have a chance to obtain it."
"Generally speaking, these rings are the most suitable for humans."
"They shape soul skills according to what the soul master currently lacks."
"And the ring's year limit will form according to the maximum limit the body can endure."
"As long as your physique and willpower are strong enough…"
"Even forming a hundred-thousand-year soul ring is possible."