Chapter 314 Shy Miguel
Lan Yin seemed to notice the green glares from the surrounding clansmen. She coldly glanced at them and then spoke:
"Don't think about using the Gold of Life to improve your own cultivation. You must know that only the strength you cultivate yourself is truly yours, and only then will your foundation be more solid, giving you the opportunity to reach higher realms in the future."
Moreover, I baptized you before, and you haven't even fully digested the benefits of my baptism yet, but you're already thinking about other benefits. You're really clueless.
Those of you who covet the Gold of Life, go and face your punishment at Lan Feng's hands. As for the life rules contained within the Gold of Life, after I have analyzed them, I will bury it in the Blue Silver Plains for those of my race who have not yet developed sentience, thus increasing the number of those who have. You must know that the Blue Silver Clan is too weak; there are few experts, and even fewer who have developed sentience.
"Yes." All the Blue Silver Grass clan members lowered their heads, feeling remorse for their greed.
Indeed, the Blue Silver Grass clan was far too weak. Everything had to be considered for the sake of the clan. The birth of more intelligent members was of utmost importance. Moreover, consuming the Life Gold was not as reassuring as cultivating on one's own. With such a good environment for cultivation now, why be greedy for a moment's pleasure and destroy one's foundation? Wouldn't it be better to have a solid foundation? Therefore, after everyone reflected on their actions, those clansmen who had harbored greedy thoughts went to Lan Feng to receive their punishment.
After leaving Sky City, Daglas asked, "Brother, was it really worth it to give the Gold of Life directly to the Blue Silver Grass Clan?"
“It’s worth it, of course it’s worth it. Lan Yin is my clone. His strength means my strength. And I know that at most he can analyze the life rules and the energy in the Gold of Life. He should use it to nurture the next generation.”
You know Lan Yin's ambitions. He not only needs the faith of the Blue Silver Grass clan, but he also wants to establish a racial divine order, which requires a certain number of believers. And the benefits of a racial divine order, I probably don't need to explain to you.”
Daglas, naturally aware of the implications, did not press the matter further. After a brief exchange, Miguel and Daglas began their training.
The next day, Miguel woke up very early. When he did, Daglas was still asleep, but he found himself clinging to Daglas like a sloth. Miguel silently admired Daglas's sleeping face; Daglas looked particularly harmless while asleep.
What was most striking about Daglas was his head of jet-black, lustrous hair, incredibly silky smooth. Daglas's skin was exceptionally fair; Miguel searched for a long time but couldn't find a single blemish, not even a pore. And his eyelashes were very thick and of a perfect length.
Then Miguel looked down and saw abs that made him extremely jealous. There were eight abs in total, with clear lines. Miguel couldn't resist and went up to touch them repeatedly, while thinking to himself how he wished those abs were his own.
Miguel suddenly stopped, slapped himself a few times, and couldn't help but despise himself in his heart. How could he treat Daglas like a perverted man? Because he was shy and a little embarrassed, Miguel ran towards the bathroom as if he were running away.
The moment Miguel left the bedroom, Daglas opened his eyes, looked at the spot Miguel had touched, and a happy smile spread across his face. If Daglas's female fans saw this smile, they would all faint with happiness.
Miguel ran into the bathroom as if fleeing, intending to take a cold shower to calm himself down. After showering, Miguel began to admire his handsome appearance in the mirror.
Miguel had long, slightly curly, golden hair. His appearance was absolutely stunning; Hu Liena once praised Miguel's looks, saying he was even more perfect than her teacher, Bibi Dong, and that if he wore women's clothing, he would be more womanly than any woman.
Although Miguel is good-looking, his appearance is really too young. Many people in Wuhun City thought he was only seven or eight years old when they saw him. Of course, this seven or eight years old refers to the seven or eight years old in the Douluo Continent.
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