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"That area is already on the outskirts; it shouldn't cost this much, right? Besides, I'll still need your living services in the future, and those will surely be more expensive in the suburbs," Su Yu argued.

Qian Tong pondered for a moment, clearly troubled.

"Considering your young age, I might be willing to make an exception; otherwise, I wouldn't budge for anyone else.

How about this: seven gold soul coins?

As for the living services—if you want meals and water delivered for the year, I can give you a discount, bringing it to ten gold soul coins."

Su Yu's face turned pale.

He felt that Qian Tong had merely added the rent reduction to the service fee.

Ten gold soul coins! Just for delivering meals and water each day? Aside from labor costs, the maximum expenses should only amount to three gold soul coins!

This is extortion!

"I'll check the house first. As for the service fee, I'll think it over," he replied.

Qian Tong didn't press the issue.

"Alright."

Under Qian Tong's guidance, Su Yu viewed the house and found it quite satisfactory, deciding immediately to rent it.

"I'll think about the service fee later."

"No problem. You can finalize it whenever you've made up your mind, but I must warn you—those guys probably won't wait much longer."

Su Yu smiled, appreciating the heads-up.

This six-year-old child spoke to Qian Tong like a miniature adult.

However, if one could feel the waves of soul power emanating from Su Yu, no one would dare underestimate him.

After all, in Douluo Continent, most people are ordinary; many awaken their martial souls without possessing any soul power.

Constantly radiating his soul power served two purposes: it deterred trouble and acted as a means to mislead outsiders.

Ordinary people would keep their distance, while soul masters could discern that Su Yu possessed merely level four soul power.

Once Qian Tong left, Su Yu ventured outside to look for potential shops.

"Hey, kid! No matter how cautious you are, you still have to come out!"

On his way, Su Yu was intercepted by a man with an ugly scar on his right cheek.

"Wang Meng!"

The fluctuations of Wang Meng's power were significantly stronger than Su Yu's, but not to the extent of the terrifying soul master he had encountered before.

Su Yu had seen this guy's image at Qian Tong's place.

Wang Meng—a level eleven soul master with an iron staff as his martial soul.

In Wang Meng's eyes, Su Yu looked like a deer caught in headlights, stunned by his overwhelming soul power.

Hmph, a mere Blue Silver Grass soul master with only level four soul power—how could he not be scared?

With a surge of soul power, a black iron staff appeared in Wang Meng's hand, adorned with sparse white patterns.

Around Wang Meng's body, a circle of white soul rings floated.

"Hmph, kid! Hand over your money if you know what's good for you; otherwise, don't blame me for being rude!" Wang Meng threatened with a fierce glare.

"I don't have any money. Do you believe me?"

Su Yu shrugged, genuinely lacking funds.

He glanced around to see if Wang Meng had any accomplices nearby.

Three gaunt men in shabby clothes emerged from different directions, surrounding Su Yu. He recognized them as the vendors who had been outside his door before.

"Looks like you all gathered here."

Wang Meng and the others were unsure of what Su Yu meant, but four of them surrounding a mere six-year-old child left little room for escape.

"Hmph, hand over your gold soul coins; no one would know if a few less people wandered out here in this desolate place."

Wang Meng's murderous intent was apparent; he had indeed killed before.

Su Yu narrowed his eyes.

You're the one who said you'd kill me first.

Quickly, he feigned shock, his eyes darting around as he shouted,

"Stay back!"

Su Yu summoned his Blue Silver Grass martial soul, letting the waves of level four soul power radiate outward, hoping to intimidate Wang Meng.

During this process, a large amount of soul power dissipated.

Wang Meng merely laughed at the display.

"Kid, you can't even control your soul power? Are you here just to embarrass yourself?"

"Hahahaha!"

Wang Meng and his lackeys burst into derisive laughter.

As they mocked him, Su Yu focused on manipulating the dissipating soul power, merging it with the ground and the surrounding Blue Silver Grass.

In this suburban area, the roads were remote, and the Blue Silver Grass thrived abundantly.

Su Yu's soul power blended seamlessly into it.

In an instant, the Blue Silver Grass surrounding Wang Meng and his lackeys began to grow wildly, ensnaring them.

Although Blue Silver Grass was weak and could easily break with a casual snap, the sheer volume was enough to bind a level eleven soul master for a second or two.

Wang Meng struggled, shouting furiously.

He interpreted this as a provocation from Su Yu.

What else could it be for a level four soul master to challenge a level eleven soul master?

Su Yu was employing the same trick again.

While the four of them laughed, the Blue Silver Grass continued to wrap around them, and tendrils surged into their mouths.

"Cutting Technique!"

With a surge of soul power, the Blue Silver Grass grew rapidly, and due to Su Yu's control, the new growth was sharp and slender.

The quick growth, coupled with the pointed tips, pierced through the mouths of the three lackeys.

The Cutting Technique was unleashed.

In an instant, the three lackeys widened their eyes in shock, unable to close them even in death.

As for Wang Meng, he wasn't pierced by the sharp Blue Silver Grass.

To simultaneously deal with four opponents diminished the piercing strength; even with extra care given to Wang Meng, the result was as it was.

Wang Meng let out a thunderous roar.

The white soul rings surrounding him glowed with radiant light.

"First Soul Skill: Sweep the Four Directions!"

Wang Meng unleashed his soul power from the iron staff, transforming it into shadowy strikes that sliced through the Blue Silver Grass.

Then, the shadows merged with the iron staff. With a fierce glare, Wang Meng leaped into the air, lifting his iron staff to smash down at Su Yu.

Seeing this, Su Yu remained unfazed and charged forward.

Everything was going according to plan!

A handle appeared in his hand.

He infused his soul power into it, causing a slightly solidified light to form above the handle.

"A soul guide!"

Wang Meng was taken aback.

This kid actually had a soul guide.

Soul guides were precious items, and combat-worthy soul guides were at least level two.

Even a level two soul guide that could be used in battle was worth dozens of gold soul coins!

What kind of money could this six-year-old kid be carrying out here alone?

Wang Meng was clearly not a genius; his combat experience was limited. He probably just relied on his soul skills to bully ordinary people or soul masters below level ten.

In this critical situation, he was thinking about this instead of focusing on the fight.

Although Su Yu's dagger hadn't fully formed, it already had lethal potential.

Whoosh!

He hurled the dagger.

Who said daggers had to be used in close combat?

Wang Meng, mid-air, had no chance to dodge.

Even if the dagger hadn't fully materialized, it was still extremely sharp, piercing directly through his chest.

Bang!

Wang Meng crashed to the ground, his iron staff dissipating. He struggled a few times before flipping over, looking at Su Yu with a glimmer of desperation in his eyes.

(End of Chapter)