Chapter 14: Pear Blossom Needle

It seemed as if she had dreamt of delicious food. Vivian opened her tiger teeth in her sleep and bit Naya's ears heavily. The next moment, a shrill cry echoed throughout the room, which also made the awake little loli wake up slowly. But when she opened her eyes in a daze, she found that An Ruoran was still sitting at the table, casting a new work with the fire of her soul...

"You, who are you?" After a moment of shock, Vivian suddenly shook Naya desperately, and shouted pale: "Naya! Naya! That man actually peeked at us to sleep, kill him quickly!"

"If I kill him, you will be sad!" Touching the teeth marks on your ears, Naya fell helplessly on the bed. Vivian raised his pillow and was about to attack the "strange" man, but she suddenly burped, then showed a sweet smile, and shouted coquettishly: "Good morning Anan!"

"Good morning... Although your amnesia almost killed me!" An Ruoran breathed a sigh of relief and secretly decided not to put any sharp weapon beside Vivian in the future. At the same time, the ring floating in the air had gradually solidified and slowly landed on the table - this was a silver-white slender ring, which looked like a female decoration. However, at the interface in front of the ring, there was a blue magic pattern, and there were many fine holes hidden nearby, which seemed to have special effects.

"An An, what is this?" Vivian walked up curiously, bit her fingers, and looked full of confusion. An Ruoran pinched her little face and tied the belt around her slender waist. "That's right, of course it's a gift for you. Be careful not to press the blue magic pattern casually, otherwise..."

An Ruoran's explanation was obviously half a beat slower, and while Vivian was curiously pressing the magic pattern, he was facing Naya who was yawning. In an instant, hundreds of silver needles flashed by and shot out in a whirring sound... Naya screamed, and instinctively fell to the ground. The silver needles were just passing by the top of its head and all penetrated into the stone wall behind.

With his round eyes open, Naya was petrified like a statue of the Lord at this moment. Two seconds later, it suddenly shivered three times in a row and suddenly burst out: "Bastard! Idiot! Idiot! What do you want to do? Do you want to kill a kind and innocent demon dragon? I tell you, this is a shameless act that violates the basic morality of the mainland!"

Obviously, the overly frightened magic dragon was already a little incoherent, so An Ruoran simply ignored its jumping and turned to observe the attack power of the silver needles. After a moment of looking, he nodded with satisfaction and said, "Very good. If magic attributes are attached, the effect will be stronger. In addition, if toxins are added, hehe..."

"I, what do you want to do? But then again, this thing is good to use for sneak attacks." Naya was creepy when she heard it, but suddenly she was slightly stunned and showed an extremely strange smile. An Ruoran smiled, and at the same time she did not forget to give Naya a thumbs up. As this sinister pig said, if you don't have enough strength, if you don't have enough martial arts, you will be able to fight against a perverted strong man like Nicholas, something like hidden weapons is really indispensable.

Speaking of which, An Ruoran was still in fear of his miserable experience a few days ago. In addition to fear, he has been thinking about these days. When the soul fire can only gradually improve, what else can he do to increase his strength quickly? After thinking about it, he still said that if you want to do something good, you must first sharpen your weapons. Since your level is not as good as Nicholas, then use the soul casting technique to create some weapons and equipment, and at least ensure that you can apply oil to your feet quickly when encountering a perverted strong man.

Thinking of this, he found a lot of inspiration from martial arts novels. It seemed that those masters were often knocked down by hidden weapons and died miserably... This thought flashed by, and An Ruoran immediately patted his thighs and designed the "Rain Rain Pear Blossom Needle" overnight. Back then, he had seen a design drawing of a certain expert on the martial arts forum. At this moment, he slowly groped and recalled it. It was not very difficult, but he had to spend some effort on the materials.

"So I thought about it for a long time, but decided to use the Night Shadow Worm's tendons and soft metal to make a powerful spring. You have seen the launch speed just now, so I don't need to say anything more." An Ruoran gently stroked the ring belt with satisfaction, and said with a smile, "As for those silver needles, I used the Red Tail Peak tail needle - this needle is light and sharp, and is a good enchanting material, which is convenient for adding various magic attributes."

After he said this, Vivian was already stunned by the sound of hearing it, and his eyes were constantly flashing with admiration. Naya looked at the ring belt enviously, but suddenly raised his front hooves and asked angrily: "Wait a minute, why is this ring belt only for Vivian? An An, you are too partial. Do you want to abandon me at all?"

"Because you already have magic attack ability, and..." An Ruoran glanced at Vivian, suddenly squatted down, and whispered in Naya's ear: "The so-called hidden weapon is an attack that is unexpected. Think about it, who would be wary of a cute little girl?"

One man and one pig looked at each other and all showed sinister smiles. After a moment, An Ruoran patted Naya's head again and pondered slightly: "As for you, I think the magic volley is already very powerful, the key is that it is not very long-lasting - so I have to think of a way to improve your magic power."

"It's not a problem of magic, it's a problem of physical power." Naya pointed at herself in annoyance, but said helplessly, "I'm very confident in this regard with the link between magic and the spiritual power of the soul. But this body is too weak and can't bear too much magic output. It's so fucking unlucky. Even if I had a rhino body!"

Speaking of which, it is like machine gun shooting. It is useless to have bullets alone, and the barrel must not melt due to overheating. Naya's problem is that its body is too fragile, so it dares not retain too much magic power in its body. In fact, for decades, it has been carefully controlling its soul so as not to suddenly surge in its mental power and its entire body will immediately collapse.

"But I can't do it with my current ability." An Ruoran of course understood this truth, but could only sigh helplessly. He lowered his head and thought for a long time. He pondered slightly, "Let's do this, after I reach the middle level, we will find a way to find a dragon's remains and use its flesh and bones to strengthen your pig's body."

Forging a new body is the highest level of soul casting. Judging from Victor's memory, he absorbed some immortal techniques from the time traveler of the weapon refining sect, and then combined with the theory of demon casting, he created a unique "body casting technique". An Ruoran's current level is too low, so of course he cannot cast a new body, but after he reaches the middle level, he can rely on appropriate materials to repair and strengthen, which is considered to be a barely stepping into the threshold of "body casting technique".

"Well, it seems like that bastard Victor has done this, so my piglet's body has brute force!" Naya was naturally excited when he heard An Ruoran's promise, "Damn it! If it succeeds, then I will not be low-level magic, but mid-level..."

The sudden knock on the door interrupted Naya's imagination. A servant carefully reported outside the door, Duke Yan Daostein was already waiting respectfully in the mansion. An Ruoran looked up at the window in shock and realized that he had discussed hidden weapons and strengthened his body with Naya. It took several hours to be aware of it. No wonder the Duke couldn't bear it anymore.

After a hurry to eat breakfast, the two men and pigs immediately set off for the Duke's Mansion. An Ruoran refined a batch of silver needles on the way and melted a few ice crystals into it. In this way, the reinstalled rain pear blossom needle brought the ice attribute, which was obviously even more sinister and terrifying. This practice made Naya praise him repeatedly, and sighed that a generation of masters slowly rose up.

While speaking, the chariot had slowly stopped in front of the courtyard of the Duke's Mansion. Before the chariot could stop completely, Duke Stan hurriedly came forward and saluted with a smile: "Master Victor, I have prepared a sumptuous lunch for you, if you don't mind..."

"No need, take me to the quiet room directly. Complete the repair as soon as possible, which is a good thing for us!" An Ruoran walked out slowly with Vivian's support and interrupted coldly. Stan was slightly stunned, but immediately said to himself: "Yes, then please come with me, I have already prepared the quiet room."

After a while, An Ruoran and Vivian were already in the study, and twenty guards formed an encirclement outside the door, half protecting and half surveillance. After waiting for more than ten minutes, Duke Stan personally walked in with a few gems in person. An Ruoran glanced at him and said with a slight hint: "Yes, all you collect are genuine. Then buy these materials for me, the faster the better."

As he said this, he immediately wrote dozens of materials on white paper. Stan naturally had no objection and immediately ordered his servants to buy them. The poor Duke, but he didn't know that An Ruoran was taking the opportunity to exploit him. In fact, there were only five or six materials needed to repair these gems. The unscrupulous man wrote dozens of materials in one breath, and he specially selected expensive ones, which was obviously going to kill people.

"Master's teachings, don't take advantage of the bastard!" An Ruoran kept his expression as if nothing had happened, but he muttered with a smile. Two hours later, several servants presented all the materials needed. An Ruoran carefully checked it, and then said slightly: "Very good, then you go back and I'm going to start casting. Listen, during my casting process, no one is allowed to step into this room, do you understand?"

"Yes, I will restrain the attendants and guards." Duke Stan naturally did not dare to have any objection and retreated honestly. He did not notice that the piglet that had been following Master Victor seemed to have disappeared from this morning...

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