Chapter 1313 Idea

On the morning of Emma and Lyra's departure to the institute, 6 humans and 3 beasts gathered outside Heeran's Love.

Ning, Hadden, Laila, and Rova were there to see Emma away. Juna, who was on her way to her job, had agreed to take the young girl to the institute.

Ning had wanted to do so himself, but Emma had protested. This was her journey, so she wanted to take the first step by herself.

Lyra had been okay with leaving all until the point they had to. She was still ready to go, but she cried next to her mother after it only set on her how long she would be away.

lightsnοvεl "Listen to sister Emma and all will be well," Umbra told her daughter. "If you miss me, just let her know and I will come."

Lory stood by the site, not particularly emotional about his twin sister leaving for long. He was more excited about what he was promised after she would be gone.This chapter was first shared on the Ñøv€lß1n platform.

Battles in the Arena

"I'll see you guys later."

Emma waved goodbye and walked away with Lyra and Juna.

With them gone, everyone returned to their task. Lady Laila went to prepare the lunch for the day, Hadden returned to rest after all the beatings he had gotten this morning, and Ning returned to the open space behind the house where he had been making more weapons to sell.

He had reached the Essence Manifestation realm with 3 of his cores in the past half a month, so his overall improvement in the quality of the weapons he could make had been massive as well.

As such, Ning was making more and more weapons and armor, and sometimes even trinkets to replace what he made while he was weaker just a month ago.

He hadn't yet replaced everything he made as some of them didn't need replacing. Others he never put on a shelf as there was not enough space.

He wished the space was larger. He even wanted to make it so, but he would need a bit more Essence than just this for that.

He was halfway through making a silver bow when Rova walked to the back.

Ning nodded.

She touched those two fingers. "So if we want to advertise our items, we need to do it to these people specifically."

That made sense to Ning. The last time Ning had sold something, it had been in a world with Qi where everyone who was anyone wanted to buy artifacts from him.

Even when he made hundreds of thousands of them, he would be missing out on thrice that number of customers. As a result, he never had to worry about what to sell or who to sell it to.

If he made it, they bought it. Some even requested something to be made. As a result, he hadn't managed to figure out how to sell his artifacts in the few days he had opened his shop.

"What do you suggest?" he asked her.

"I suggest we go to a place where we can fight all three things," she said. "A place with fighters, a place with artifacts, and a place with people to advertise to."

Ning had an idea of what she was talking about, and before she could even say it, he responded.

"The Arena?" he asked her.

The girl nodded fervently, her hair bobbing up and down.

"We advertise to the people in the arena?" he asked as much as he talked to himself. "Do you use fliers again? But you said that wouldn't work."

"No, not fliers," the girl said. "We need to be subtle, remember. So, instead of giving out the advertisement, we just have to keep it there for them to see. We... we should hire some fighters to take our weapons and have them fight in the arena."

"When they win they can—"

Ning stopped her before she could finish. "Brilliant idea," he said with a wide grin. "But we don't need to hire fighters. I alone am enough."

The silver bow flew back out into his hand.

"It's been a while since I properly fought in a battle."