. But Ning Chuan doesn't care; he's eager to owe him more. "Thank you, Brother Dao, thank you, Brother Dao. But Brother Dao, it's not that I don't trust you. Look at this gold card. I'm just a kid holding a gold card, and I'm sure that master wouldn't believe it. Now that I have a spirit guide, how about exchanging it for cash?"
"You sly fellow! Fine, Brother Dao will satisfy you."
Brother Dao had someone bring a large box of gold soul coins.
With both parties feeling they had made a killing, Ning Chuan signed a 100,000 gold soul indenture, agreeing to repay the money within seven days. Finally, he left the underground casino with a spirit guide ring containing 10,000 gold soul coins.
With the money, Ning Chuan immediately bought some necessities and had a big meal before returning to the academy.
When he returned to the dormitory, it was already empty. Ning Chuan assumed they had all gone to dinner.
He didn't mind.
He didn't want to expose his spirit guide.
So, she quickly pulled a new quilt from her soul guide and laid it on the ground. Then, finding a rope, she hung the soul guide ring around her neck, tucked into the collar of her shirt.
Finally, she left Dormitory 7 and arrived at the Dean's office.
The Dean's office was located in the center of the teaching building. It wasn't large, only about thirty square meters, and the furnishings were simple. A single display case, covering two walls and filled with various swords, caught Ning Chuan's attention.
Louise was about to review the new student information Dean Su had delivered when she saw Ning Chuan enter. She asked with some surprise, "You're the little brother from lunch today, aren't you? What's up?"
"Yes, sister. I want you to teach me swordsmanship,"
Ning Chuan stated.
Swordsmanship? Louise was a bit surprised. She neither agreed nor refused outright. Instead, she said, "Summon your spirit and show it to me."
Raising her right hand, Ning Chuan summoned the Green Bamboo Bee Cloud Sword, a spirit he had mastered without further ado. He then grasped it with both hands. He could now barely hold the 100-80 jin sword with both hands, though wielding it was still difficult.
"What a magnificent sword!"
Louise's expression was even more astonished than Su Yuntao's.
"What's your name?"
"Ning Chuan!"
Upon hearing that, Louise quickly searched and found Ning Chuan's information.
However, the information on it made her frown.
After all, any spirit master who reached level 30 or above could sense fluctuations in spirit power.
Judging from Ning Chuan's spirit power fluctuations, it was definitely far more than half a level.
She couldn't believe that a child with only half a level of innate spirit power could increase his spirit power from half a level to this level in just three months.
Moreover, his spirit didn't look like a bamboo sword, but rather some extremely powerful artifact spirit.
In the presence of this artifact spirit, the Dark Fragrance Sword within her body actually felt a slight pressure.
This was a phenomenon only seen when a lower-level spirit faced a higher-level spirit.
"Why does your spirit certificate say it says bamboo sword, and your innate spirit power is only half a level?"
Ning Chuan had expected this. After all, nothing good comes without reason in this world. Without demonstrated talent, no one would value you.
"I don't know why, but after Master Su Yuntao of the Spirit Hall awakened my spirit, when I summoned it for the second time, I felt that my spirit was much heavier."
Louise nodded. It seemed that it was a mutated spirit, and it was an acquired mutation. Although such cases are rare, they do exist.
"Then let's test your soul power again,"
she said, pulling out a crystal ball from a drawer.
Ning Chuan raised his hand and gently touched the crystal ball, which instantly lit up halfway.
"Innate soul power level five," Louise said, her expression as if she had expected it. She looked at Ning Chuan again with a hint of admiration. "It seems your martial spirit has undergone a benign mutation."
"Can I practice swordsmanship with you later?" Ning Chuan asked with feigned excitement.
"Of course. I can spare some time in the afternoons to guide you in your training. But before that, I have a question for you: Would you be willing to become my disciple?"
Louise smiled gently. While not as talented as those of the highest caliber, in Notting Academy, level five innate soul power was considered a minor prodigy. It was even better than her original talent.
"Disciple greets you, Master."
Ning Chuan bowed his hands.
He wasn't bothered by the question of whether to become a disciple, nor did he care about the ridiculous rule in Douluo Continent that 'one can only have one teacher in their lifetime.'
He was destined to have many teachers in the future.
If he were truly scorned, the worst that could happen was that he could pass the side effects on to the little jerk.
Or perhaps, once he became powerful, no one would dare to gossip.
"Very well, from now on, you are my disciple, Louise. Now I will officially teach you how to meditate to increase your spirit power. This is the spirit power meditation method my Anxiang Sword family has developed over hundreds of years of research. It's perfectly suited to the cultivation of sword spirit masters. And this storage spirit guide belt is yours
as a gift. It's inlaid with three space gems, each with three cubic meters of storage space." Louise presented her welcome gift.
This actually made Ning Chuan, who had touched her butt earlier, feel a little embarrassed.
After leaving the Dean's office, Ning Chuan went straight back to the dormitory.
Everyone else had already returned, including Xiao Wu and Tang San.
What surprised Ning Chuan was that, perhaps because Tang Fozu had become Tang Heitan, his form gradually shifting towards Wu Dalang due to Ning Chuan's meticulous training, although Tang San and Xiao Wu had become familiar with each other, they didn't share their beds, let alone a blanket.
Instead, Xiao Wu had requisitioned Ning Chuan's own quilt.
"What do you mean?" Ning Chuan raised an eyebrow.
"Is this quilt yours?" Xiao Wu cradled the quilt in her arms, a hint of embarrassment in her eyes.
Ning Chuan: "What do you think?"
Xiao Wu looked Ning Chuan up and down. Although this guy had an annoying temper and had injured her face, in terms of appearance, figure, and temperament, he was the most attractive person she had ever seen in Dormitory 7, and even in the entire Notting Academy.
Tang San, who was on the bed across from her, was stunned for a moment. He realized that Xiao Wu might have taken a fancy to Ning Chuan's bedding. He couldn't embarrass a girl like Xiao Wu, so he quickly said, "Xiao Wu, why don't you use mine? I'll go find my teacher and figure something out."
The other clever students, wanting to please Xiao Wu, also quickly said, "Sister Xiao Wu, take mine. We can make do sleeping together."
Xiao Wu took a look at the bedding used by the part-time students. While not particularly dirty, most of it was tattered. As for Tang San, while his quilt was new, looking at his face and his slightly uncoordinated figure, Xiao Wu felt uncomfortable sleeping on a mattress that had been used by such an ugly person, even though he gave her an extremely strong sense of affinity.
But in terms of appearance, it was still a bit too much for the eyes, so he was deducted a lot of points.