Chapter 181 The Prince Invites (First Update, Please Subscribe!)
Today, when Yin was stolen by a thief, the only thing he had left was the thought of revenge in the future.
Tang Hao was looking forward to it eagerly, eagerly expecting Tang San to evolve the Blue Silver Grass spirit into the Blue Silver Emperor in the future, add full ten thousand year spirit rings to his twin spirits, the Clear Sky Hammer, practice successfully, and become a powerful spirit master.
Then, he could take revenge on the Spirit Hall.
But when he arrives at the Blue Silver Forest, he will find a surprise.
Fang Ling prayed for Tang Hao, hoping that he would be okay by then.
As Xiao Wu was walking and playing with her scorpion braid, she suddenly recalled a piece of news she had heard from someone: "I heard from Brother Tianheng that Fang Ling has not returned from going to obtain the fifth spirit ring?"
Tang San tightened his grip on her hand, was silent for a moment, and sighed, "Today was supposed to be a happy day, why did you mention him?"
Xiao Wu shook her head: "No, I just feel a little emotional. When I think about how he is only one year older than us, and how his cultivation was not as good as ours before, but now he is so far ahead, it's a little hard to imagine..."
"Yeah, it's hard to imagine." Tang San also felt the same way.
After half a year, after arduous training and constant meditation, he was mentally exhausted and is now only at level 35.
This was achieved after he reduced the frequency of theoretical learning and tried to shorten the time spent on blacksmithing.
It is really hard to imagine how strong a willpower is needed to consistently persist in such extremely tiring training.
"I don't want to play anymore, let's go back and practice." Xiao Wu shook her head slightly, losing interest.
Tang San also felt it was bland and boring, and lost interest in continuing the game.
If he wants to catch up with Fang Ling, he needs to work even harder!
There is still about a year left, and if he doesn't want to be just a foil in this Soul Master Competition, he has to break through to the Soul Sect level.
When Tang San thought of this, his eyes became a little dim.
It would be so difficult to break through level five in a year if you just rely on practice.
…
And the Fang Ling they were talking about was on his way back to Tiandou City at a high speed.
Five days later, after a quick journey, the city wall, which was over a hundred meters high, majestic and exuding an ancient atmosphere, was already in sight.
A sincere smile appeared on Fang Ling's face.
After two months of hard work, I am finally back.
Even though he was excited to obtain powerful spirit rings and strong spirit bones, he still couldn't help but have concerns.
He misses Lingling and the other three so much now.
There is no other meaning, it's just pure longing.
The two went straight back to the mansion.
Qian Renxue, who was in the Prince's Mansion, soon got the news.
She waved her hand to let the person who brought the information go down, her eyes were a little dark.
"It took you two months to finally get the fifth spirit ring and come back?"
"Thirteen-year-old Soul King..."
It should be said that he is fourteen years old, but she knows that Fang Ling can only rest until now because of the weakness of the meridians in his left calf and left foot.
Otherwise, he should have become a Soul King within a year.
Even at the age of fourteen, he is the youngest Soul King in the world!
She can't even compare to him at level 20.
You know, she has a super martial soul like the six-winged holy angel and possesses extraordinary talent, but she is only a Soul Emperor now.
In the study room where she was alone, Qian Renxue's eyes were extremely fiery, and she was even more determined to win over Fang Ling.
He practices diligently, has a firm mind, and is extremely talented. Apart from being unfaithful, he has no other shortcomings.
She was really jealous of such a talented person. She remembered the Pope's instructions and said to the outsiders, "Go and invite Brother Fang Ling over to have a chat."
"Yes." One of the guards outside accepted the order respectfully.
"Wait, come back!" Qian Renxue changed her mind and called the guard back loudly, but gave up the idea of inviting him immediately.
"I just got home, so I need to rest for a while. It won't be too late to go again in three days."
If I go now, it would seem too inhumane.
She has always done things flawlessly and is a perfect prince. If she had not been shocked by Fang Ling's cultivation, she would never have made such a small mistake.
…
Three days later, Fang Ling carefully moved the delicate head nestled in his arms, gently placed it on the pillow, and then gently placed it on the pillow.
This time when I came back, some things were inevitable and happened naturally.
"Gone?"
Fang Ling said, "Let's go to the Crown Prince's Mansion. After all, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has sent an invitation. He thinks highly of me, so I have to go and see him."
Recently, there has been a rumor among the top soul master circles that the reward for this year's soul master competition is soul bones.
However, just like rootless duckweed, it should not be taken seriously without definite news.
Qian Renxue invited him after he returned from obtaining his fifth soul ring, perhaps to help the Spirit Hall team spy on their strength, or perhaps after knowing his cultivation level, she had more intentions of winning him over.
The invitation came very quickly, so Fang Ling took advantage of the situation and went to find out more.
In order to ensure safety and make sure that no accidents occur during the planned trip to the City of Slaughter, it would be wise to establish a good relationship with Qian Renxue.
She leaned slightly against the pillow, the thin blanket covering her shoulders slipped off, revealing her beautiful body. Fang Ling's eyes stayed on that whiteness for a moment, and then he smiled slightly: "Yanyan, you can go and have fun with Zhuqing and Lingling."
"Yeah." Dugu Yan responded softly.
"I'm leaving." After giving her a light kiss on the lips, Fang Ling immediately went to take a shower and change clothes.
In the middle of the night, the two had actually taken a shower, but after sleeping in each other's arms for so long, it was inevitable that their scents were somewhat contaminated.
Fang Ling couldn't go to see Qian Renxue with a scent all over his body.
Qian Renxue's best years of youth were wasted as an undercover agent, and she was forced to appear in public as a man.
If so, it might irritate her.
Fang Ling decided not to provoke her possibly sensitive nerves.
After bathing and changing his clothes, he put on formal clothes and walked quickly to the Prince's Mansion.
In order to show that Ling was valued by the other party, Qian Renxue was waiting at the door in person.
He is dressed in a blue shirt, has gentle eyes, a gentle temperament, has a very good reputation, is diligent and loves the people all day long. At first glance, anyone would admire that the Tiandou Empire has a good heir.
Unfortunately, it's just an act.
There is a joke that goes, only undercover agents really work hard to do things.
Qian Renxue is just like that.
When she saw Fang Ling, her eyes lit up slightly, and she quickly reached out to greet him: "Brother Fang Ling!"
"Brother Qinghe, long time no see, I hope you are well." Fang Ling held her hand, and then with her slightly stiff eyes and spontaneous body reactions, he gave her a tight hug.
Aren't you pretending to be a man? Hehe, just bear with it.
Fang Ling also asked very considerately:
"Brother Qinghe, you seem to be a little stiff. Is it because you have overworked your body and caused some muscle strain? You are still so young, you should pay attention to your health."
"There is no Crown Princess yet. Brother Qinghe must consider the future of the empire."
"Thank you Brother Fang Ling for your concern. I'm fine. I'm inevitably exhausted from dealing with state affairs for a long time. I have a soul master who can treat me." Qian Renxue came back to her senses.
She extended her hand towards the Prince's Mansion, "Brother Fang Ling, please come in and talk."
Fang Ling returned the greeting: "Brother Qinghe, please go first."
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