Douluo: A Century-old Legend I Am the Second Uncle Chenxin

Chapter 1262 Sunset Red, Rise!
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Chenlin Village, Lanxin Mountain, and Ancestral Hall.

Behind the side hall, there is a spacious and grand hall, which is already crowded with people.

All the people gathered in the hall are extraordinary people, and each of them is at least a Soul Douluo.

They were either in groups of two or three, or alone in deep thought, all with a solemn look on their faces. Occasionally, a few whispers would quietly echo in the silence.

Among this group of strong men, Ji Chenglie is considered a junior.

He turned his gaze to the panda beside him and asked, "Panda, I heard that your father wants to be the first one to go?"

Xiongmaoer, Shen Lang's younger brother, is a great hero and is very popular in Chang'an.

Xiongmaoer drank a mouthful of strong liquor and said in a muffled voice: "Yes, such a big event, how can we not be nervous? After all, my father is over 120 years old."

Ji Chenglie also sighed: "It is true. After the age of 80, the success rate of breaking through the realm is much lower than before."

"However, I heard from Yan Feng that his father was also nearly 120 years old before he was able to achieve the breakthrough."

At this time, Ding Bingyuan on the side suddenly sighed and interrupted: "Cheng Lie, you can't be so absolute."

Xiongmaoer immediately turned to look at Ding Bingyuan and asked, "Old Ding, do you know anything about this?"

Ding Bingyuan's expression darkened, and he said slowly: "Three years ago, when my father tried to break through for the first time, he actually did not succeed, and his life was even on the verge of death."

Xiongmaoer grabbed his sleeve and said, "Don't scare me. My little heart can't stand it. Didn't your father succeed in breaking through?"

Ding Bingyuan glanced at him and said unhappily, "Why would I lie to you?"

"At that time, we were fortunate to have the help of the old man who was in charge of the situation, as well as Uncle Jiazhen, Uncle Hongzhen, and Uncle Nange, to stabilize the situation."

"After that, my father took care of himself for another half a year before he recovered. This was the result of decades of meticulous care for his body."

He paused, and continued, "After reviewing the situation, I think the stimulating effect of the Yin-Yang Spring Water on weapon spirits may not be as significant as that on beast spirits."

"So Uncle Nan Ge succeeded that time, but my father failed."

"Even though my martial spirit has the attributes of water and fire, and is relatively more receptive to this kind of stimulation, it still failed."

"And the elders who are trying to break through this time all have sword-type martial spirits."

Seeing that the atmosphere was a bit heavy, Zhu Hanshu quickly tried to smooth things over, "Okay, okay, stop saying these scary things."

"It's normal that I didn't succeed because I didn't have enough experience and preparation for my first breakthrough."

"After more careful preparation, I succeeded in breaking through the second time and even advanced to the eighth-grade martial spirit."

Panda quickly spat and agreed, "Yes, yes, ah ...

Ding Bingyuan curled his lips and muttered, "Eighth-grade martial spirit? Humph, that's all based on luck."

"Look at Uncle Hong Zhen, he successfully got promoted to the eighth rank, the second rank, my father got promoted to the first rank, but Uncle Nan Ge didn't, it's all uncertain."

Cheng Nanxing crossed his arms, shook his head slightly, and said with emotion: "My father had already been promoted to the eighth-grade martial spirit a few years ago. It is much more difficult to be promoted to the ninth grade than to the eighth grade, so it is normal that there is no breakthrough."

Zhu Hanshu's eyes sparkled: "Everyone, don't worry, my father has also rushed back this time, and the old master and the old mistress are also here, so I'm sure everything will be fine." Cheng Nanxing's eyes lit up and he agreed: "That's right, even Uncle Fan and Aunt Qi are back."

"With three level 98 masters and a level 97 master, I can at least keep my life safe with them."

Ji Chenglie smiled slightly, and said in a low voice: "Yes, yes, this is the first time I have met Senior Lu and Senior Zhang. They are really outstanding!"

"This Senior Zhang is one of the top ten masters on the continent, on par with the old mistress!"

Ding Bingyuan sneered and said, "Top ten masters?"

"Hey, when he was young, people in the martial arts world called him 'Blood Prince', and later he called him 'Ghostly Douluo'. He just used the alias as a title."

"If Uncle Fan hadn't killed that 400,000-year-old beast, who knows what everyone would call him."

"Anyway, it definitely won't be the current 'Blood Emperor'. Maybe it will be called 'Blood Demon'."

Cheng Nanxing raised his chin slightly, and snorted coldly, "How could Uncle Fan care about these false reputations? Otherwise, he wouldn't have caused such a bloody storm in the soul master world back then."

Everyone was silent.

This senior's past experiences were truly extraordinary, and they knew some of them, so they were full of admiration for him.

Even though they are in their seventies or eighties, just like Liu Yirong admires Lu Xueqi, Zhang Xiaofan's deeds of rushing thousands of miles to help and kill the ferocious beast, let alone other deeds, made the young generation like them idols.

Ji Chenglie quickly came out to smooth things over, and said with a smile: "Now that the old man has successfully broken through to level 98, isn't it time for him to take on a resounding Supreme title?"

Xiongmao'er's eyes lit up and he nodded repeatedly: "This is a good suggestion. Uncle Zixiu is the leader of our Chen clan's sword cultivation lineage. His title is 'Sword Emperor'? 'Sword King'?"

Cheng Nanxing curled his lips and said, "It's already up. Xiaojun gave him the name 'Sword Saint'!"

"However, as soon as this suggestion came out, it was slapped on the back of the head by the Third Master (Chen Xun)."

"I was right beside him at the time, and I saw that the old man didn't object. It seemed that he was quite satisfied with the title."

Ding Bingyuan seemed to suddenly remember something, looked at Cheng Nanxing and asked, "By the way, Nanxing, why did you come back so suddenly this time? Didn't you say you were too busy before?"

Cheng Nanxing sighed helplessly and said, "It's true that I'm extremely busy, but someone has to come back to check on the situation and report to the Duke of Chang'an's Mansion. Besides, it was the old man who asked me to come back."

Ding Bingyuan narrowed his eyes, thinking: "The old man asked you to come back? It's not just as simple as asking you, a flying spirit master, to report the news. There must be some other deeper meaning."

Cheng Nanxing touched his chin, nodded and said, "I think so too."

Xiongmaoer touched the wine stain, came over and asked, "What do you think the old man has other intentions? Is he planning to take any big action?"

Cheng Nanxing frowned slightly and guessed, "I think it's very likely."

Ding Bingyuan patted Cheng Nanxing on the shoulder and said, "For these matters, we just need to follow instructions and don't have to think about it."

Cheng Nanxing seemed to suddenly think of something and asked, "Speaking of which, where did Qingrui go?"

Ding Bingyuan replied: "He went to the Tenghai Secret Realm to train Contras. He went there to help."

"He is a water ghost fish, and it is just right for him to stay in the river of life."

(End of this chapter)