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The two went their separate ways.
Dugu Bo's figure was like lightning and he quickly returned to the city.
Juhuaguan pondered for a while and began to return towards Wuhun City.
This is an urgent task. Once it is completed, you should go back and report the reason why Fang Ling has improved so quickly.
"The strange velvet blossom... alas~"
Chrysanthemum was concerned about the strange velvet-toothing chrysanthemum. When she thought that Dugu Bo had discovered this fairy grass and let his disciples eat it instead of eating it, she felt particularly uncomfortable.
I feel like my heart is broken into pieces.
He couldn't help but sigh, and then his figure disappeared into the distance.
……
In the Prince's Mansion, Qian Renxue and Fang Ling had a happy chat.
She is really not a fake prince. Xue Qinghe's reputation as a wise man is purely due to her being a pretender.
Although we are not familiar with each other, the conversation is natural and not abrupt.
With his extensive knowledge, he gives people a calm and generous feeling when talking, which makes people feel like spring breeze.
"The strange velvet reaching the sky chrysanthemum?" Qian Renxue heard Fang Ling explain the reason, and immediately thought of Yue Guan's martial spirit.
"This is not..."
"Yes, it's the same martial spirit as Ju Mianxia!"
Fang Ling nodded slightly and clenched his fist hard, "Just eating one plant has greatly improved my soul power, and my talent has also improved to a certain extent."
"Immortal grass..." Qian Renxue's eyes showed a bit of longing.
At this time, a particularly regretful look appeared on Fang Ling's face:
"Unfortunately, there is only that one. If there is another one, I will be sure to become the Soul King at the age of twelve!"
What a beautiful thought!
Becoming the Soul King at the age of twelve was something I couldn’t even imagine if I was born at level 20.
You are a first-level innate person with such a good fortune, yet you still dare to be greedy.
Qian Renxue felt slightly sour and her tone was a little teasing:
"It's a lucky chance to find one of these treasures that resonate with the spirit of heaven and earth. What if we can find the second one?"
"What Brother Qinghe said is that this is God's reward for my hard work. I really can't force more." Fang Ling seemed to feel that this fantasy was unrealistic and touched his head in embarrassment.
Then he suddenly thought of something and stood up, "I have been here to trouble His Royal Highness for so long, and it's time to go back."
"I would like to thank His Highness the Crown Prince for your help. I will come to visit you again when I prepare gifts next time."
This is the result of the plan!
People will take the initiative to visit you, and you can slowly build a relationship
Qian Renxue had a soft smile on her face, with a hint of reproach in her tone: "What gift are you talking about? I would be happy if you just came to the door."
"Ever since I learned about your efforts to become the strongest over the years, I really feel like I'm slacking off."
She was busy with government affairs during the day, and she still tried to meditate whenever she had time, but she still felt that her cultivation progress was not very satisfactory.
Isn't that slacking off?
The innate talent of Level 20 is a step-by-step step-by-step process, and he will surely become a god. He is also capable of such idiotic behavior as going undercover in Tiandou, which hinders his own cultivation...
I can't slack off anymore.
Fang Ling cursed in his heart and shook his head slightly:
"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince lacks the talent for cultivation and has no intention of becoming a soul master. He works diligently on political affairs all day long. How can he be said to be slacking off?"
He changed the subject and promised Xue Qinghe:
"Fang Ling will practice diligently and train hard when he returns this time. The competition in three years' time will definitely bring the final victory to the academy!"
"Haha, okay, as long as you have this ambition."
Qian Renxue's eyes were full of surprise.
Trample the fox under your feet and slap Bibi Dong hard on the face!
Is it okay for one person to fight three people if they are both geniuses?
Qian Renxue felt hard to say.
She also said goodbye to Fang Ling: "Brother Ling, don't worry about this incident. I will report to my father and join forces with Uncle Ning and the others to let Wuhun Palace give an explanation!"
"However, the Wuhun Palace is powerful. In the end, there may be heavy thunder but little rain. Brother Ling, don't have any expectations."
"It's okay, but I'm going to trouble Brother Qinghe."
Dugu Bo hurried to the Prince's Mansion and finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Fang Ling was fine.
But his face was still very ugly.
"Thank you for your help, His Royal Highness."
He cupped his hands towards Xue Qinghe, thanked him, and then left decisively with the three of them. In the mansion, after listening to Fang Ling's story and the complete story that Dugu Yan and Ye Lingling added, Dugu Bo's eyes were filled with anger.
"That's it for Juhua Pass. How dare you, a little Contra, like Salas, bully me?"
Dugu Bo suddenly had murderous intent, but Fang Ling hurriedly stopped him: "Teacher, don't kill anyone."
"I know." Dugu Bo sighed and nodded heavily.
After all, it’s still too weak!
Fang Ling made suggestions instead of venting anger:
"In my opinion, why don't you beat them up and let them have diarrhea for a month, making them stink for ten miles in the wind..."
"Let them die socially and see how they can survive in Tiandou City!"
As long as no one dies, the matter is almost over.
Wuhundian made a mistake first, so he could only hold his nose and admit it.
After all, they were involved in targeting a junior of a titled Douluo. If they weren't killed, they had to count on the strength of the Spirit Hall.
"What a vicious suggestion." Ye Lingling felt that Fang Ling had really sinister intentions, but in an instant, laughter sounded like a silver bell.
They are all bad guys, not worthy of pity and should be punished.
Dugu Yan is also an expert in using poison. When he heard this, an evil smile appeared on his face: "Haha, I like it."
"Good idea, let's see if they want to be shameless." Dugu Bo's eyes also lit up.
For a poison-attributed Titled Douluo like him, a family that uses poison, this request shouldn't be too simple.
"Yanyan, Lingling, come here, let us discuss what poison to use."
Countless thoughts flashed through Dugu Bo's mind, preparing to use this thing as practical training for Dugu Yan and Ye Lingling.
……
When the Qibao Glazed Sect saw the crown prince Xue Qinghe coming to visit him in person, Ning Fengzhi certainly did not dare to neglect and greeted him personally.
"Let's put pressure and accountability on Wuhun Palace together?"
Qian Renxue nodded: "Yes, Wuhun Palace is becoming more and more arrogant and dares to take action on the future of the empire. This time, I hope Uncle Ning will help me to suppress their arrogance."
"Okay, the Qibao Glazed Sect will not back down." Ning Fengzhi thought for a moment, briefly discussed with Gu Rong and Chen Xin, and agreed to the matter.
What Wuhun Palace did was wrong. Ever since the Haotian Sect retired, it has become more and more excessive.
The request from the ally Tiandou royal family was just to put pressure.
It can also increase the goodwill of Fang Ling and Poison Douluo. Why not do something that achieves multiple goals with little risk?
……
Yueguan returned to Wuhun City and explained the reason to the Pope in detail.
"Immortal grass, strange velvet, and sky-reaching chrysanthemum?" A look of deep thought flashed across Bibi Dong's fair face.
"Exactly, this thing is a rare treasure created by heaven and earth. It is difficult to see it unless you have deep blessings." Yue Guan still showed envy in his eyes.
"In your opinion, how high will he be in three years?"
After being stopped by the elders, Bibi Dong also planned to take the 50,000-year-old head soul bone left by Qian Xunji and give it to Hu Liena as a reward for the soul master competition.
If they were Soul Emperors, even if those three people practiced to become Soul Kings, they would never be able to defeat them.
I can only find another opportunity.
Yue Guan pondered for a long time: "Although the velvet chrysanthemum is a treasure, it is difficult to cover everything."
"With a great increase in soul power, the physique will also be enhanced. The improvement in talent may be slightly inferior. It may be difficult to reach the realm of Soul Emperor. I estimate it should be around level 57 or 8."
"But based on his past practice speed, I can't tell. Fang Ling may live in seclusion in the future, and I can only let the young master pay attention to him."
Yue Guan resigned, and Bibi Dong sat alone on a chair, thinking about how to hand over the soul bone to Hu Liena.
She thought of Fang Ling's training method reported by Qian Renxue: "Meditate against the powerful soul pressure?"
After thinking for a moment, she said casually: "Go and call Nana and the others."
This should be a very useful method.
Fang Ling, a crippled little beggar crawling out of the mud, could do it. Why couldn't his genius disciple do it?
Hu Liena is studying at Wuhundian Academy, and they still don’t know what kind of hell is waiting for them in the next three years.
However, cultivating strength is the most important thing in the soul master world.
If they knew the whole story, they would definitely thank Fang Ling.
Thanks to his eight generations of ancestors.
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