Douluo Continent: Becoming the God of Nature Starting from Farming

"Your auction house isn't very big."

"Well, after all, the items that the Glass Merchant Guild wants to auction are all very high-level. Soul bones that are not ten thousand years old will not be auctioned, and they require members with diamond status or above. The number of people who meet this requirement is even smaller."

Ning Rongrong casually touched the seats next to her. These seats were made of the fur of top-grade soul beasts, with a soft touch and the armrests were inlaid with sound transmission soul tools for easy bidding.

After exploring the entire Glass Merchant Guild, the two returned to the first floor.

At this moment, a slightly overweight man walked over and said respectfully, "Young Miss, welcome to the Glazed Glass Merchant Guild of Tiandou City."

"Manager Li," Ning Rongrong nodded slightly, "Xiao Ze, just tell Manager Li what you want."

"Young Master, these are the items our Liuli Merchant Guild is currently selling." Manager Li immediately handed a beautifully crafted book to Xiao Ze.

Xiao Ze accepted it.

"Young Master, our Chamber of Commerce has quite a lot of stuff. Please come to our private room."

Manager Li led Xiao Ze and Ning Rongrong to a special private room, which was prepared specifically for Ning Fengzhi and his group.

Behind them, many waiters poured tea and served Ning Rongrong her favorite snacks.

His eyes kept glancing at Ning Rongrong.

Xiao Ze was speechless. As expected of a manager, his superficial skills were something that some waiters couldn't do.

He deserves to be in that manager's position.

Xiao Ze ignored Manager Li and started reading the contents of the book.

Ning Rongrong, meanwhile, rested her chin on her left hand, staring intently at Xiao Ze.

He started eating the snack in his right hand.

In her eyes, Xiao Ze is becoming more and more handsome, and during his time at the Heaven Dou Royal Academy, his skin has also changed from being dark to slightly darker.

If he gets some more time to recover, Xiao Ze will become even more handsome.

Xiao Ze's features are still very delicate, his model is not bad, and his figure is not bad either. It's just that he farmed when he was young and cultivated in a simulated environment in the wild, which is why he is so dark-skinned.

"They actually have ten-thousand-year-old whale glue. No wonder it's the Glass Merchant Guild."

Chapter 62 Yu Xiaogang's Collapse

Soto, hotel.

Tang San's consciousness slowly rose, his eyelids feeling as heavy as lead.

He frowned slightly, his eyelashes fluttered a few times, and finally opened his eyes.

The snow-white ceiling came into view, and the dazzling light made him subconsciously squint, his thoughts becoming somewhat hazy.

Where is this place?

Shouldn't I be on the Soul Fighting Stage?

The next second, memories flooded back, and he suddenly widened his eyes, realizing something.

"Little dance!"

He suddenly stood up, but in that instant, it felt as if countless steel needles had pierced his muscles and bones. Intense pain swept through his entire body in an instant. He let out a muffled wail, cold sweat beaded on his forehead, and his body trembled involuntarily.

"hiss--"

The scream startled Oscar awake from his nap.

He immediately sat up, his eyes clear: "Tang San, you're awake? Are you alright?"

Tang San gritted his teeth and slowly shook his head.

He was all too familiar with this kind of pain; it was the stinging sensation after a hidden weapon had entered his body.

Xiao Ze, that bastard, deflected his own hidden weapons, causing them to pierce his own body.

Ignoring his own injuries, he looked anxiously at Oscar, his voice hoarse: "Where's Xiaowu?"

"Xiao Wu hasn't woken up yet, but her injuries are less severe than yours, so she should wake up soon."

Upon hearing this, Tang San breathed a sigh of relief, enduring the pain as he circulated his Mysterious Heaven Skill.

The flow of Xuan Tian Gong allowed him to suppress the pain in his body and use the skillful force of Controlling Crane and Capturing Dragon to travel through his meridians.

He pressed his fingertips back and forth on his body, and all the hidden weapons remaining inside his body were drawn out by an invisible force.

A tiny, hair-thin hidden weapon landed on the bed, making a soft clattering sound.

Oscar was stunned and couldn't help but exclaim in amazement, "Your technique... is truly amazing."

Tang San did not respond, but closed his eyes to regulate his breathing and sense whether there were any remnants of hidden weapons in his body.

However, his face remained pale.

Outside the window, sunlight streamed through the sheer curtains.

After a long while, Tang San's complexion improved considerably.

"Phew." Tang San exhaled a breath of stale air and got out of bed.

"Where are Dean Flander and the others?"

Oscar gave a wry smile: "They're all injured."

"What!? What exactly happened?" Tang San asked, frowning.

"You and Xiao Wu are not only injured but also poisoned. The dean and the others want to find Ye Lingling from the Royal Fighting Team to treat you, but Xiao Ze is unwilling."

Tang San clenched his fists, his face contorted with murderous intent: "That bastard!"

The third rule of the Xuan Tian Bao Lu states that once you determine that your opponent is an enemy, if they have a way of seeking death, you should not show mercy, otherwise you will only add trouble to yourself.

Tang San only regretted that he hadn't eliminated Xiao Ze when he was weak, which led to his current predicament.

All of this was caused by Xiao Ze.

"Later, Ning Rongrong's father and Sword Douluo arrived. They thought that Dean Flander and the others had bullied Ning Rongrong."

"So they called them all away and beat them up. Every teacher was seriously injured. Especially your teacher, whose injuries were very serious, but I don't know the specifics."

Oscar slowly shook his head.

Tang San fell silent upon hearing this. If it were Xiao Ze, he was still confident he could win.

This time it was an accident.

But Sword Douluo is a Super Douluo, someone I really can't defeat.

I'm sorry, teacher. I'll get revenge for you later.

"Let's go see Xiao Wu."

Led by Oscar, Tang San arrived at Xiao Wu's room.

Ning Youyou and Zhu Linlin are both here.

"Tang San, are you alright?" the two asked.

"It's nothing." Tang San shook his head and looked at Xiao Wu, whose face was a little pale, on the bed.

……

Another place.

Yu Xiaogang gradually regained consciousness, but before he was fully awake, a heart-wrenching pain swept over his lower body.

He suddenly arched his back, letting out a few shrill screams, his hands instinctively gripping the sheets tightly, his knuckles turning white from the force.

"Ugh!!!"

Yu Xiaogang was sweating profusely. As the pain subsided slightly, his hand instinctively reached out to the side, but froze when it touched a certain spot.

empty.

empty!

It's empty!!!

He froze, unable to believe it, and checked several times with trembling hands. But no matter how he touched it, all that remained was a flat piece of gauze and a still-healing, somewhat painful wound.

“It’s gone…it’s gone…” Yu Xiaogang’s pupils suddenly contracted, his voice hoarse: “It’s really gone…”

Suddenly, a metallic sweetness surged into his throat, and he spat out a mouthful of blood, which splattered onto the snow-white bedding, further agitating Yu Xiaogang's mind.

At this moment, the door was pushed open, and Flander and Zhao Wuji rushed in. When they saw Yu Xiaogang's appearance, they exchanged a glance and knew that Yu Xiaogang knew about his disability.

Flander suppressed his discomfort, took two steps forward, and comforted him, "Xiao Gang, don't be like this... at least... at least you're still alive."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Wuji's lips twitched, and he glanced at Flander with a strange look, thinking that Flander and Yu Xiaogang had a grudge.

Otherwise, who would offer such comfort?

Is this what you call comforting someone?

Isn't it like stabbing someone directly in the chest?

Yu Xiaogang seemed not to hear him. His eyes were bloodshot, veins bulging on his forehead, and his teeth were grinding as he roared, "Chen Xin!!! Ah!!! I want you dead!!!"

Flander was suddenly terrified and rushed forward to cover his mouth, saying urgently, "Are you crazy?! Don't talk nonsense, I don't want to die with you."

Regardless of whether Chen Xin is here or not.

If someone were to tell Sword Douluo, I'd be doomed.

Just then, Zhao Wuji suddenly wrinkled his nose and asked in confusion, "What's that smell?"

His gaze unconsciously shifted downwards, and then his expression changed drastically.

The gauze beneath Yu Xiaogang was soaked with blood and filth due to his extreme excitement, and a mixture of yellow and red liquid was slowly seeping out.

"Ugh!!" Zhao Wuji felt a churning in his stomach and turned to leave without a word, as if fleeing for his life.

Flander also smelled the fishy, ​​foul stench. He suppressed his nausea, took two steps back, and forced a dry laugh, saying, "I...I'll go find a healing soul master to help you."

After saying that, he slipped away without looking back.

The moment the door closed, Yu Xiaogang's eyes dimmed completely.

He lay limp on the bed, as if his soul had been ripped out.