656: Second server, the pressure of monster soldiers is halved

“Actually, the holy weapon shard has already been dealt with by the Seventh Princess.” Beneath the black clothes, Ning Buxiu adjusted his hoarse tone and spoke.

After speaking, without waiting for the other party to sneer and retort, he directly took out the recording stone from his body.

A recording stone can play both images and sound.

Ning Buxiu had a plan; he didn't directly display the image, only playing a segment of the voice.

“Yuwen Mingxuan is bloodthirsty! If this holy weapon shard falls into that guy's hands, it will surely bring hardship to countless commoners!”

The clear voice echoed through the street.

Hearing this voice, which was clearly that woman's, Yuwen Mingxuan's mocking grin suddenly froze!

His eyes stared intently at the stone in the other guy's hand.

The sound came from this stone!

Yuwen Mingxuan had seen this kind of thing before.

It was a rare item that had spread from overseas to their Qingpan Country. He had come into contact with it before, but he didn't find it interesting, so he didn't care much about it.

It was precisely because he had come into contact with it that he understood that the voice of the Seventh Princess coming from within was real!

“Give me the stone!” Yuwen Mingxuan said to Ning Buxiu in front of him without question.

In response, Ning Buxiu casually handed the item to a guard who had come closer.

In fact, only this one sentence was recorded within.

The subsequent image content was temporarily stored in his server, requiring his approval before appearing in the recording stone.

And that content was Ning Buxiu's bargaining chip.

Indeed.

After Yuwen Mingxuan got the recording stone, he found that it only contained the sentence he had heard before.

Aside from being even more convinced that it was the Seventh Princess's voice, Yuwen Mingxuan got no other information.

“What else? What about the content after that?!” Yuwen Mingxuan's expression subtly showed a hint of ferocity.

He hadn't expected that this stinking bitch had no intention of giving him the holy weapon shard, saying he was bloodthirsty. Could this be an excuse?!

“There are naturally images that follow.” Ning Buxiu said soothingly, then finally put forward a condition: “If Young Master Yuwen wants to see the content after that, you need to agree to an old man's condition.”

Speaking of this, Ning Buxiu began to fabricate: “This old man is an ordinary person. When I was young, I encountered Ghosts and monsters, and my parents died because of it. From then on, I stepped into Martial Arts. In this old man's opinion, Martial Arts is the only way we ordinary people can deal with Ghosts, monsters, and demons.”

“Now, after Cultivating for a lifetime, this old man feels that Martial Arts has reached its Peak, but I have never been able to find Ghosts and monsters to test my strength. I heard that the power of Soldier Envoys can resist true Weird, so, this old man dares to hope that Young Master Yuwen can allow this old man to exchange pointers with a few Soldier Envoys!”

“This old man wants to see how big the gap is between an ordinary person like me who Cultivates Martial Arts and a Soldier Envoy who can resist Weird.”

Ning Buxiu's brief words clearly recounted 'his life'.

And upon hearing this.

Yuwen Mingxuan, who was originally furious because of the Seventh Princess, couldn't help but hold his stomach and laugh out loud at this moment.

The Red Feather Envoy and Iron Rhino Envoy next to him, including General Tu, all chuckled and shook their heads, finding it somewhat amusing.

“A Mortal dares to challenge a God. I can only say you are too ignorant.” Yuwen Mingxuan shook his head speechlessly.

“Please grant this old man's request, Young Master.” Ning Buxiu's hoarse voice carried intense determination, as if it were a lifelong obsession, undoubtedly a Martial Arts fanatic.

In fact, this was his plan.

Directly exchanging the information in the recording stone for the chance to touch two weapons would definitely attract the attention and vigilance of the two Soldier Envoys, with a very high probability of failure.

You should know that whether it's a Demon Blade or a Ghost weapon, these things are like the pillars of their own strength for Soldier Envoys.

If he were to directly propose the condition of needing these two weapons, even if it was just to touch them, if something went wrong later, they would instantly associate it with him!

The subsequent trouble would be unpredictable.

But if he used sparring and competition as a cover, touching those two weapons during the fight to convert them into servers, then it would undoubtedly be much safer!

Furthermore, since Yuwen Mingxuan needed the subsequent information, he would definitely not allow the Soldier Envoys to kill him. This was also the reason why Ning Buxiu dared to use this plan.

“Red Feather Envoy, you go.” Yuwen Mingxuan waved to the woman in red beside him.

He also wanted to see what level this guy who had practiced Martial Arts for a lifetime was at.

“Don't kill him. I still need him to give me the information after that.” Yuwen Mingxuan reminded.

“Understood, Young Master.” The Red Feather Envoy's response carried a hint of sweetness. As she gracefully walked towards Ning Buxiu, the blood-red feather fan at her waist was held in her hand.

Chiyu Nine Ghost Fan, this was the pillar of this woman's strength, a one-pattern Ghost weapon, on the same level as General Tu's Demon Blade!

“Make your move, little guy.” The woman spoke slowly.

Her real age had long surpassed a hundred, so calling the 'Old Man' in front of her a little guy didn't feel out of place.

“I seek guidance.” Ning Buxiu slightly lowered his body, then, like a tiger or leopard, he instantly closed in on the woman in front of him with a large trail of afterimages!

He didn't bring a knife, nor did he plan to use one.

His goal was not to win at all, but to touch that Ghost weapon with his hand!

Seeing this speed, the people on Yuwen Mingxuan's side, including the Red Feather Envoy, were slightly surprised.

This speed was truly rare for an ordinary person.

However, considering that this old guy had studied Martial Arts for a lifetime, having such speed was not unexpected.

“Boom!” With a slight flick of the feather fan in her hand, the next moment, the street, rendered gloomy by the late autumn, directly plunged into darkness!

An ugly skull about two meters in size, like a living creature, charged out from the feather fan!

This was a Ghost, the Ghost within the Chiyu Nine Ghost Fan!

In Ning Buxiu's perception, the strength of this Ghost was only slightly weaker than the Ghost Infant he had encountered last night!

And there were still eight similar Ghost heads in the Red Feather Fan!

The Light Spirit Azure Hawk Leg under his feet was fully activated, and Ning Buxiu didn't hide this Martial Arts technique.

He needed extreme speed.

His body flickered, narrowly avoiding the skull that was attacking him!

Seeing this scene, the Red Feather Envoy felt a little interested.

“Howl!” The Ghost head suddenly turned around and pounced towards Ning Buxiu again!

His methods needed to be hidden, and Ning Buxiu's only way to deal with it was to dodge.

However, during the process of dodging, the distance between him and the Red Feather Envoy was also constantly decreasing!

The Red Feather Envoy noticed this, but she didn't care at all.

Finally, Ning Buxiu moved in front of the woman. He didn't overtly reach for the Chiyu Nine Ghost Fan with obvious intent.

He clenched his hand into a fist and directly punched towards the woman's face in front of him!

Originally.

The Red Feather Envoy didn't care about any of Ning Buxiu's attacks.

But seeing that he was actually going to hit her face, and thinking that her makeup might smudge, the woman immediately blocked her face with the Red Feather Fan.

“Bang bang bang~”

Dense punches fell on the feather fan without any interval.

The seemingly terrifying force, in the Red Feather Envoy's opinion, was completely like scratching an itch, or rather, it didn't even count as scratching an itch.

Behind the feather fan, the woman looked at the guy in front of her with amusement. If it weren't for the Young Master saying not to kill the other party, she really wanted to tease him to death and then cut off his flesh to have a good taste.

Meanwhile, Ning Buxiu was staring intently at the progress bar jumping on the System panel.

“1%... 2%... 3%...”

Ning Buxiu was very fortunate at this moment that the System's process of modifying the server didn't require much time at all!

Of course, the System had always been fast. He had experienced it deeply when it bound him before.

Finally, after a period of time, the System's voice appeared in his mind.

“Ding~ The System has created the second server for the Host. This server can carry 90001 devices.”

When Ye Tian's voice came out, Ning Buxiu let out a sigh of relief.

From a God's perspective, he knew how much this woman valued her makeup, which was why he attacked her face.

Calculating that the woman would use the Chiyu Nine Ghost Fan to block, he achieved subsequent success.

At the same time, on Yuwen Mingxuan's side, the temperature within the Demon Blade in General Tu's scabbard began to slowly decrease.

The blade body slightly vibrated and hummed, as if the heavy pressure on its shoulder had been reduced by half.