The two went their separate ways.
Dugu Bo moved as fast as lightning and quickly returned to the city.
Juhuaguan hesitated for a moment and began to return towards Wuhun City.
This is an urgent mission. Once it is completed, we should go back and report the reason why Fang Ling has improved so quickly.
"Strange chrysanthemum...Alas~"
Juhua was concerned about the strange chrysanthemum. She felt particularly sad when she thought that Dugu Bo discovered this magical herb but did not eat it himself but let his disciples eat it.
I feel like my heart is broken into eight pieces.
He couldn't help but sigh softly, and then his figure disappeared into the distance.
…
In the Prince's Mansion, Qian Renxue and Fang Ling had a pleasant conversation.
She is truly a crown prince, and Xue Qinghe's reputation for wisdom was accumulated bit by bit purely by her as a pretender.
Although we were not familiar with each other, the conversation was natural and not abrupt.
With his broad knowledge and conversation, he gives people a sense of calm and ease, which makes people feel like spring breeze.
"Strange and luxuriant chrysanthemum?" When Qian Renxue heard Fang Ling explain the reason, she immediately thought of Yue Guan's martial soul.
"This is not…"
"Yes, it is the same martial spirit as His Majesty the Chrysanthemum!"
Fang Ling nodded slightly and clenched his fists. "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 some longing.
At this moment, Fang Ling's face showed a particularly regretful look:
"Unfortunately, there is only that one. If I had another one, I would be able to become a Soul King at the age of twelve!"
What a wishful thinking!
Becoming a Soul King at the age of twelve, I dare not even think about it when I am at the innate level of twenty.
You, a person of the first level of innateness, are blessed with such good fortune, yet you still dare to be greedy.
Qian Renxue felt a little sour in her heart, and her tone was slightly teasing:
"It's a great fortune to come across one of these treasures that represent the spirit of heaven and earth. How great would it be if we could find a second one?"
"Brother Qinghe is right. This is God's reward for my hard work. I really can't ask for more." Fang Ling seemed to think that this fantasy was unrealistic and touched his head embarrassedly.
Then he suddenly seemed to remember something and stood up, "I have been bothering His Royal Highness the Crown Prince for so long, it is time to go back."
"Thank you for your help, Your Highness. I will come to visit you next time when I prepare a gift."
This is the result of the plan!
People will take the initiative to visit you, and this will slowly build a relationship.
Qian Renxue put on a gentle smile, with a hint of blame in her tone: "What gift? Even if you come directly to my house, I will be happy too."
"Since I know how hard you have worked to become the strongest over the years, I feel like I have been slacking off."
She was busy with government affairs during the day, and she tried to meditate whenever she had time, but she still felt that her progress was not satisfactory.
Isn't that laziness?
A person who is at level 20 of the innate realm and follows the routine step by step will definitely become a god with his peerless talent. However, he can do such a stupid thing as being an undercover agent in Tiandou, which will hinder his own cultivation...
I have been so lazy that I can't be lazy anymore.
Fang Ling secretly complained in his heart and shook his head slightly:
"Your Highness the Crown Prince is not talented enough in cultivation, and has no intention of becoming a soul master. He works diligently on government affairs all day long, so how can he be said to be lazy?"
He changed the subject and promised Xue Qinghe:
"Fang Ling will practice diligently and train hard when he returns this time. He will definitely bring the final victory to the academy in the competition three years later!"
"Haha, good, it's good to have this ambition."
Qian Renxue's eyes were full of surprise.
He stepped on the fox and slapped Bibi Dong's face!
But they were both geniuses, so how could one person fight three people?
Qian Renxue found it hard to say.
She also said goodbye to Fang Ling: "Brother Ling, don't worry about this incident. I will report it to my father and work with Uncle Ning and others to get the Spirit Hall to give an explanation!"
"However, the Spirit Hall is very powerful, and in the end, it may be a lot of noise but little action. Brother Ling, don't hold out any hope."
"It's okay, but I'll have 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 not seriously injured.
But his face still looked very ugly.
"Thank you for your help, Your Highness."
He bowed to Xue Qinghe, thanked him, and then left with the three of them. In the mansion, after listening to Fang Ling's account and Dugu Yan and Ye Lingling's supplementary account of the entire incident, Dugu Bo's eyes were filled with anger.
"Chrysanthemum Pass is fine, but Sarath, you are just a little Soul Douluo, how dare you bully me?"
Dugu Bo suddenly had murderous intentions, but Fang Ling hurriedly stopped him: "Teacher, you can't kill people."
"I know." Dugu Bo sighed and nodded heavily.
After all, it is still too weak!
Fang Ling proposed a suggestion as an alternative to venting his anger:
"In my opinion, why don't you beat them up and let them have diarrhea for a month, so that the stink will spread for ten miles in the wind..."
"Let them die socially, and see if they still have the nerve to stay in Tiandou City!"
As long as no one dies, the matter is almost over.
The Spirit Hall was in the wrong first, so they can only accept it with a pinch of their nose.
After all, they participated in targeting a junior of Titled Douluo, and the fact that they were not killed was a reflection of the strength of the Spirit Hall.
"What a vicious suggestion." Ye Lingling felt that Fang Ling really had evil intentions, but in the next moment a laugh like a silver bell rang out.
They are all bad guys, not worthy of sympathy, and should be severely punished.
Dugu Yan was an expert in using poison. Upon hearing this, an evil smile appeared on his face: "Haha, I like it."
"Good idea. Let's see if they have the shame." Dugu Bo's eyes also lit up.
For him, a Titled Douluo with the poison attribute and a family that uses poison, this requirement is too simple.
"Yanyan, Lingling, come, let's discuss what poison to use."
Countless thoughts flashed through Dugu Bo's mind, and he prepared to use this thing as practical operation training for Dugu Yan and Ye Lingling.
…
At the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect, Ning Fengzhi certainly did not dare to neglect Prince Xue Qinghe who came to visit him in person, and went to greet him personally.
"Together put pressure on the Spirit Hall to hold it accountable?"
Qian Renxue nodded: "Yes, the Spirit Hall is becoming more and more arrogant, and even dares to take action against the future of the empire. This time, I hope Uncle Ning can help you and suppress their arrogance."
"Okay, the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect will not back down." Ning Fengzhi thought for a moment, discussed it briefly with Gu Rong and Chen Xin, and agreed to this matter.
What Spirit Hall did was wrong, and it has become increasingly excessive since the Haotian Sect retired.
The request from the ally Tiandou Royal Family was just pressure.
It can also increase Fang Ling and Du Douluo's favorability. Why not do something that can achieve multiple goals at one stroke and has very little risk?
...
Yue Guan returned to Wuhun City and explained the reasons in detail to the Pope.
"The magical herb, the rare mushroom, the chrysanthemum?" A thoughtful look flashed across Bibi Dong's fair face.
"That's right. This thing is a rare treasure created by heaven and earth. It is difficult for people without great fortune to see it." Yue Guan's eyes still showed envy.
"In your opinion, what level will he be able to reach in three years?"
After being stopped by the elders, Bibi Dong was still planning 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 he were a Soul Emperor, those three would definitely not be able to defeat him even if they cultivated to become Soul Kings.
I can only find another opportunity.
Yue Guan pondered for a while: "Although the Qirong Tongtian Chrysanthemum is a treasure, it is difficult to cover all aspects."
"The soul power has greatly increased, and the physique has also been strengthened. The improvement in talent may be slightly inferior. It may be difficult to reach the Soul Emperor realm. I estimate it should be around level fifty-seven or fifty-eight."
"But based on his past cultivation speed, I can't say for sure. I'm afraid Fang Ling will stay at home and rarely go out. The young master can only keep an eye on him."
Yue Guan took his leave, and Bibi Dong sat alone on the chair, thinking about how to hand over the soul bone to Hu Liena.
She recalled Qian Renxue's report on Fang Ling's training method: "Meditate to resist the powerful soul pressure?"
After a brief thought, she said casually, "Go and call Nana and the others to me."
This should be a very useful method.
If Fang Ling, a lame little beggar who crawled out of the mud, can do it, why can't his talented disciple do it?
Hu Liena, who is currently studying at the Spirit Hall Academy, has no idea what kind of hell awaits them in the next three years.
However, in the world of soul masters, strength is the most important.
If they knew the whole story, they would definitely thank Fang Ling.
(End of this chapter)