Carry the system with you

Chapter 3 Soul Fragments
"Hey, isn't this His Royal Highness the Crown Prince of the Zhenwu Empire?"

Suddenly, an extremely refined voice came into Yunfeng's ears, and when he looked back, a handsome young man was walking slowly towards him, wearing a golden robe with four lifelike dragons embroidered on the sleeves. Come.

As soon as he saw this person, his identity quickly emerged in Yunfeng's mind - the seventh prince of the Heaven Dou Empire!

Yun Feng smiled, cupped his hands and replied: "So it's His Royal Highness the Seventh Prince, it's a pleasure to meet you."

At the same time, a question arose in Yunfeng's heart, why did the prince of the Heaven Dou Empire come here?Is it true that Tiandou Gambling Stone Workshop has a royal background, as the folk rumors say?

"You're being polite, Brother Yun, but I don't know why Brother Yun came to such a place of three religions and nine streams?"

As soon as the Seventh Prince approached, he asked Yunfeng out loud, acting very close, as if he had known Yunfeng for many years.

This action of the Seventh Prince made Yunfeng even more puzzled, as far as he knew, it was only less than a year before Yunfeng came to the Tiandou Empire, so he must not be familiar with the Seventh Prince.However, why did the Seventh Prince get so close to Yunfeng?
As the saying goes, when things go wrong, there must be demons. Although Yunfeng didn't show it directly on his face, in his heart, the alarm bells were ringing.

"Then His Highness the Seventh Prince, why did you also come to this place of three religions and nine streams?" Yun Feng asked with a smile on his face.

The Seventh Prince was stunned, because Yunfeng's answer was not what he expected.

However, the Seventh Prince was still calm, restrained his mind, pointed at the turbulent crowd and said with a smile: "Brother Yun was joking, what I mean is, why didn't Brother Yun go directly to the second floor? Instead, on the first floor, With these lowly commoners?"

"Humble?" Yunfeng's eyes narrowed, and he said angrily: "The princes and generals are kind! If it is true what His Highness the Seventh Prince said, His Highness's ancestors were also these lowly commoners. Humble status?"

When the Seventh Prince heard this, his pupils shrank suddenly, but he still said calmly on the surface: "Brother Yun, these words...you can't talk nonsense."

Yunfeng didn't answer, and looked at the Seventh Prince with an inexplicable meaning in his eyes.

"Brother Yun, why don't we go up to the second floor together." The Seventh Prince asked with a gleam in his eyes.

"No need, I'm going to watch the duel between Master Nalan and Xu San." Yunfeng found a reason and directly refused.

The Seventh Prince narrowed his eyes slightly, his face was uncertain, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"Okay then, Brother Yun, I'll go ahead." The Seventh Prince cupped his hands and said, as a return of the gift, he turned and walked towards the second floor.

Yunfeng watched the Seventh Prince gradually disappear from his sight, his body relaxed, and suddenly he began to breathe heavily, his back was already wet.

There was a soft cloud wind all over his body, and he began to feel a little dizzy in his brain, as if something had been stuffed into his brain.

In fact, the conversation with the seventh prince just now was not under Yunfeng's subjective control.

The moment he saw the Seventh Prince, Yunfeng felt as if he had completely changed, and the words he uttered were not like what he could say at all.

"Ding... The host's soul has been shaken, and it has been suppressed. Please pay attention to controlling your emotions at all times, and don't experience excessive fluctuations."

"Shock?" Yunfeng knew it was the system prompt, so he asked, "What's going on?"

"Ding, the current condition of the host is minor soul damage. There are other people's soul fragments hidden in the host's soul, and the host can only rely on the host to adjust it. After removing the soul fragments, the host will no longer be out of control. "

"Wait, the amount of information is too much, let me think about it again." Yunfeng said silently in his heart.

If according to the meaning of the system, the soul fragments existed in Yunfeng's body, but were left behind by other people, then there would be a problem.

Even though Yunfeng doesn't understand the theory of the soul, he is aware of the importance of the soul to a person.

If it is said that there are soul fragments in Yunfeng's body, then there is only one possibility.

The former owner of Yunfeng's body, the soul has not completely dissipated, and is now hidden in his soul.

Thinking of this, Yunfeng suddenly felt a headache, and thought depressingly: the problem of only one year of life left has not been solved, and now this kind of thing is happening again, isn't it intentional to add trouble.

Fortunately, the system gave Yunfeng a chance to use the system's functions. If he used it properly and successfully embarked on the road of cultivating immortals, then all these problems would be solved.

Thus, Yunfeng's gaze returned to the auction stage again. At this time, the stone gamblers on both sides had already started calling for prices.

There are two types of stone betting duels, martial betting and literary betting.

The so-called cultural bet is that both parties jointly identify a rough stone and ask each other for prices. If the purchaser sells the rough stone and the price of the spirit stone he gets is less than the purchase price, the other party will win, and vice versa.

As for martial arts gambling, it is much more dangerous than literary gambling, because martial arts gambling involves one's own safety. If the opponent loses, at least his hand will be broken, and at worst he will die.

If the two parties didn't have a deep hatred, they would generally not ask for a martial arts bet.

The two masters on the auction stage are playing a relatively safe cultural bet, and if they lose, they will only lose some money and fame.

"[-]!" Xu San called out the price.

At this time, Master Nalan seemed to be at a disadvantage, because his asking price had dropped significantly, and he had more time to hesitate.

On the contrary, Xu San, the golden hand, still looks calm and unhurried, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, showing full confidence.

Finally, Master Nalan gave up the bidding and gave the rough stone to Xu San.

After Xu San got the rough stone, he snorted coldly, and before the staff came to the stage to cut the rough stone, he slapped his palm suddenly, and pale golden spiritual power surged out. A dazzling green light emanated from it, the brilliance was brilliant.

The people in the audience, including Yunfeng, were shocked by the brilliance of the spirit stone emanating from it.

People began to whisper, discussing the price of the spirit stone that Xu San offered.

"It's such a big piece of spirit stone. It is estimated that at least ten medium-grade spirit stones of standard specifications can be divided."

"Stupid, why divide it up? Such a huge spirit stone can be used as the energy center of the spirit crystal cannon."

"Tch, you know what, the energy center of the spirit crystal cannon must be at least a top-grade spirit stone. Like this rare middle-grade spirit stone, it can only exist as a shell at most."

"Then who should win?"

"Of course it's Xu San who touches the golden hand. A standard middle-grade spirit stone is worth tens of thousands of spirit coins, not to mention that after cutting this spirit stone, there will be at least ten standard middle-grade spirit stones. There is no doubt that Master Nalan has lost this match."

As they spoke, people turned their attention to the gray-haired Master Nalan, with less respect and more disdain in their eyes.

(End of this chapter)