Douluo: Starting from the Nine-Curved Vine Dragon

Chapter 167 Chance Encounter
A month passed.

The martial law in Tiandou City was gradually lifted over time.

People who had been stuck at home for a long time went out to relax, and the wide streets regained their former bustle and prosperity.

On a street in the outer city of Tiandou City.

Oscar walked forward with his hands in his pockets. His handsome face and charming peach eyes attracted the admiring gazes of countless young girls on the street.

"Alas." Oscar pretended to sigh, and this slightly melancholy expression made the admiration in the eyes of those girls even more intense.

Seeing this, he was secretly proud:

"My face attracts so many girls. It seems that being too handsome is a sin!"

"I shaved my beard off before going out today. It turned out to be the right decision. Although it is a bit troublesome, it is worth it just for the 100% turning heads of these girls."

Oscar went out today to buy one thing: a cooking spoon.

As a genius with innate full soul power and a food-type martial spirit, Oscar has a luxurious private kitchen in Shrek Academy (after Yu Xiaogang left, Liu Erlong gave Blue Tyrant Academy to Flanders, and the academy has since been renamed Shrek). It serves as his exclusive mimicry training ground.

Not long ago, the wooden handle of the rice spoon in the kitchen broke and needed to be replaced with a new one.

After Oscar reported the matter to Flanders, the stingy Flanders told him that he was already an independent student and should learn to solve these problems by himself and should not let the students worry about him.

To put it bluntly, what Flanders meant was that the academy would not help him get a new rice spoon, and Oscar had to buy a new one with his own money.

A rice spoon is not worth much money, which made Oscar have a deeper understanding of Flanders's good qualities such as stinginess, penny-pinching, and penny-pinching.

At the same time, Oscar also missed the days when Liu Erlong was the dean of the academy.

Thinking of this, Oscar couldn't help but complain in his heart:
"If Aunt Erlong was still the dean, there would be no need for this genius to go out and buy a spoon for such a small matter."

"Since Dean Flanders took office, he has been holding on to all the money and is reluctant to spend it. As a result, the college's operating funds are becoming increasingly scarce."

When the rice spoon broke, Tiandou City was under martial law.

Oscar had to wait until the ban was lifted today before he could go out and buy the things.

Oscar walked briskly and soon entered a street full of stalls, intending to buy what he wanted there.

Although a rice spoon is not valuable, this is Tiandou City, the capital of the Tiandou Empire, and the prices here are much higher than other places.

He has always been very thrifty with money. If there are cheap things sold at street stalls, he certainly won't buy expensive ones at kitchenware stores, even if the quality of those sold at street stalls is a little worse.

Street stalls, street goods.

The stall owners here are of complex composition, and the things they sell are also varied, including all kinds of strange and weird things.

Kitchen utensils such as rice spoons are sold here, but it is not easy to find one among so many stalls.

Oscar looked around among the crowd, trying to find a stall selling rice spoons.

"Damn! There are too many people!"

The bustling crowds on the street blocked Oscar's vision and seriously affected his work efficiency.

Oscar also expressed his understanding of this situation.

After all, during the martial law in Tiandou City, not many people were qualified to go out on the streets, and most people could only stay at home.

People have been stuck at home for a month and finally waited for the ban to be lifted, so naturally there are too many people on the streets.

At the entrance on the other side of the street, Ning Rongrong walked out of a luxurious carriage wearing a white hood and a white cloak.

"So many people? It's hard to find them!"

Looking at the density of the crowd on the street ahead, Ning Rongrong glanced slightly from under her hood, a hint of disgust flashed across her calm eyes without leaving a trace.

She lowered her head and took out a piece of nine-colored silk from her sleeve.

This was a nine-colored shawl that looked as light as a fairy, but she only had half of it in her hand.

Half a month ago, Ning Rongrong was taking a walk in the sect castle. She walked into the woods where she often took walks and found this nine-colored shawl on the branch of a small tree.

Ning Rongrong curiously took the nine-colored shawl from the tree branch and examined it carefully.

Soon, she discovered that as a highly educated heir to a sect, she could not recognize the material of this nine-colored shawl.

Suddenly, she subconsciously injected soul power into the nine-colored shawl, but it was unexpectedly absorbed by it, and the shawl also emitted a faint nine-colored light.

Ning Rongrong soon figured out the magical properties of this object.

The nine-colored shawl is like a special soul guide with both offensive and defensive capabilities. It can transform into various weapons to attack, and can also emit a nine-colored light shield to resist attacks.

The way to use it is to inject soul power into it, and then you can control it to attack or defend at will.

After learning that this item had such magical properties, Ning Rongrong immediately told his father about the nine-colored shawl.

When Ning Fengzhi learned about this, he immediately associated the origin of the nine-colored shawl with the twenty-six meteors that night.

The speculation in his mind prompted Ning Fengzhi to tell Ning Rongrong the legend of becoming a god at level 100, and told his daughter that the nine-colored shawl might be the legendary artifact.

As for why the nine-colored shawl was only half, Ning Fengzhi looked at the crack on one end of the shawl and thought that it was because the meteor collided with other meteors during the fall, which caused the shawl to be torn.

Ning Fengzhi did not take possession of this nine-colored shawl that seemed to be a divine artifact, but returned it to Ning Rongrong for use.

Early this morning, the nine-colored shawl suddenly moved, guiding Ning Rongrong to a certain place.

Regarding the unusual movement of the nine-colored shawl, Ning Rongrong had already guessed that the shawl was guiding her to find the other half of the shawl.

"Dad said that this nine-colored shawl is a divine artifact. If I can complete it, maybe I can get the inheritance of the legendary god."

"Ning Rongrong, you have to believe in yourself. For the sake of the sect, you can overcome it!"

At the entrance of the street, Ning Rongrong cheered herself up.

It's just walking through a crowded crowd, there's nothing to be afraid of.

If your clothes are dirty, just change into new ones. Just ignore the sweat smell.

After taking a deep breath, Ning Rongrong mustered up the courage to walk into the street in front of her.

Guided by the nine-colored shawl in her hand, Ning Rongrong did not lose her way in the crowded crowd, but walked towards the street with a purpose.

As Ning Rongrong continued to go deeper into the streets, the guidance given to her by the nine-colored shawl in her hand became stronger and stronger.

Soon, Ning Rongrong stopped in front of a stall.

"Hello, how much is this half piece of silk (this rice spoon)?"

The voice in her ear made Ning Rongrong turn her head and she met Oscar's gaze.

(End of this chapter)