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

Chapter 1629 Advancement to First-Class Force

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Half an hour later, although the smoke and dust had not yet dissipated, the deafening sounds of battle had gradually subsided.

Zheng Youde dragged his blood-soaked armor, stepping over charred rubble and solidified dark red as he walked deeper into the medicine market.

It's a bit of a shame that we couldn't capture that Wraith Tiger Soul Douluo, but that beast at least took a few hits from his Crimson Bull Fist; it's impossible that he didn't break three or five of his ribs!
You won't recover without lying in bed for several months.

He was quite satisfied with this.

In the central area, the powerful figures from various factions who had been pursuing them have gradually returned.

Zheng Youde's gaze swept over Wang Jiamu and You Jingqiao, the tower master of the Water Serpent Tower, who were not far away. The two shook their heads slightly at almost the same time, their eyes filled with a hint of helplessness.

It seems that they have all missed their targets.

He looked up and saw that half of the charred medicinal herb management office building had collapsed. In front of the ruins, Leng Qingqiu, dressed in white, stood with his hands behind his back, calmly gazing at this scene of utter devastation.

What was the old man thinking? Zheng Youde couldn't figure it out.

Behind Leng Qingqiu stood Leng Buqun with a cold expression, Mao Jiyun with a slight leg injury, and Xue Chufan, the city lord with a solemn expression. The three seemed to be discussing the aftermath in hushed tones.

Leng Bufan was nowhere to be seen; he was probably outside directing the cleanup of the mess.

Not far from them were Li Ming, Yue Jixin from the Plant Guild, and Ji Liao from the Xuan Ye Pavilion. The latter two were both high-level Soul Saints, unlike the Spirit Hall which had so many Soul Douluos.

Zheng Youde, Wang Jiamu, and You Jingqiao exchanged a glance, then the three of them stepped forward and clasped their hands in unison, saying, "Greetings, Old Master Leng."

Leng Qingqiu slowly turned around, her gaze sweeping over the three wounded but powerful leaders, and said gently, "You're all back."

"My three nephews and nieces, have you made any progress in the pursuit?"

His address as "my dear nephew" subtly shortened the distance between them.

Seeing that Leng Qingqiu referred to them as people from aristocratic families, they certainly wouldn't be foolish.

Wang Jiamu bowed slightly, his tone calm: "Uncle Lao, please inquire."

"Our strength is weak, only at the initial stage of Soul Douluo. If we catch up, our strength will be about the same."

"They were determined to escape, and although they were all injured, they ultimately failed to kill him, which disappointed my uncle."

The implication was that while several were injured, they couldn't stop the Soul Douluos of the same level who were desperately trying to escape.

However, they managed to intercept several Crimson Soul Saints who were frantically covering the rear along the way, preventing them from escaping.

Leng Qingqiu nodded slightly: "It's alright."

"The Dragon Legion planned a surprise attack. The fact that we were able to remain calm under their fangs and repel them is already a remarkable victory."

"Preserving the foundation of this place is the top priority."

You Jingqiao also clasped his hands in greeting and said, "This crisis was resolved thanks to my uncle's intervention in defeating Yan Wushuang."

"I congratulate you, Uncle, on reaching the title realm. You have been secretly cultivating for many years and kept it a secret from us."

These words were half congratulations, and half a revelation of something that everyone knew but had not yet announced.

Leng Qingqiu smiled faintly, waved her hand, and remained calm: "It was just luck. Breaking through realms is of no use in terms of fame. There's no need to make a fuss about it."

Zheng Youde's voice was loud and clear, filled with genuine excitement: "Then congratulations, Uncle!"

"With this honor, the Leng family has joined the ranks of the first-class, which is truly an unprecedented blessing for Moonshine City in a hundred years."

"From now on, not only will Moonbeam have a mountain to rely on in the Tosk Province, but even when traveling across the continent, mentioning that this place is where His Highness the White-Robed has landed will be enough to make people look at him with more respect."

This is the key point. Upon hearing this, the expressions of everyone around became slightly serious.

First-rate power!
In the world of Soul Masters, second-rate Soul Masters need one Soul Douluo and three Soul Saints, while first-rate Soul Masters need three Soul Douluos or titled combat power, and also need a top-tier inheritance of rank seven or above.

However, it is generally acknowledged in this world that any force with a Title Douluo in charge can be called a "first-class force"!
Ignore all other conditions!

This is standard practice!

Tomorrow, the Leng brothers will be dual Soul Douluo, with considerable foundation. However, because their White-Clad Sword Martial Soul is only at the sixth rank, they can only barely reach the high-level of the second tier before they are granted a title.

But times have changed!
What does it mean to be a first-class power?
That's a clear distance from second-rate forces.

This signifies a powerful attraction for talent, wealth, and inheritance.

It means that having a board seat is a stepping stone to organizations at the level of the Sherlock Holmes Security Council.

This means that Moonshine City, once a "backwater," has officially stepped onto a stage where it has a central voice.

In the past, the Leng family could be called a prestigious and renowned family. Now, with Leng Qingqiu's title of "Your Majesty in White Robes," they are truly a pillar of strength.

This is a majestic presence that can illuminate the landscape of a prefecture.

The gazes of Xue Chufan, Li Ming, Yue Jixin, Ji Liao, and the others involuntarily converged once again on the white-clad figure.

The dust and smoke of battle still linger, but beneath the ruins, the future of Moonshine City has quietly turned a new and somber page with the emergence of this newly promoted Title Douluo.

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Xue Chufan straightened his tattered official robes and stepped forward: "We were fortunate enough to repel the powerful enemy this time, and it is also thanks to Your Majesty's skill in concealing your strength."

"If your title and identity had been revealed earlier, then this time... there would probably be more than just Yan Wushuang."

Leng Qingqiu nodded slightly, her gaze sweeping over the scorched earth, and said gently, "The Demon Dragon Legion is the top main force of the Crimson Church. Its title is not outwardly displayed, but its strength is profound."

"This time they suffered a crushing defeat and their morale was broken, but this feud... is now completely settled."

"We must be extra cautious and not assume that we can rest easy after just one battle."

His words were certainly true; the Seven Demon Legions had at least three titles, and the Demon Dragon Legion was no exception.

In the past, Yan Wufeng had Xiong Ba's assistance, so Yan Wushuang should naturally have a title to assist her.

Moreover, the Demon Dragon Legion has unleashed several bloody calamities in the east; the ancient spiral magic array was no joke.

Upon hearing this, Li Ming turned to look to his left and right—the Rose of the Plant Guild looked worried, while the Lonely of the Xuan Ye Pavilion had a cold and solemn expression.

He turned to Leng Qingqiu, clasped his hands in greeting, and asked, "Your Majesty's observations are quite accurate. Now, regarding the cleanup of this ruined and scorched earth, what instructions do you have for the Medicine Market?"

“First,” Leng Qingqiu turned to the ashes of the core of the medicine market, “the foundation of the medicine market has been destroyed, and reconstruction is imperative. Second,”

His gaze slowly swept over each of the leaders present. "Gentlemen, your subordinates fought to the death today to protect the Chen family's medicine market. The casualties were not small."

"The Chen family is not an unrighteous family. In this war relief effort, the Chen family... should contribute its share."

His words were not hurried, but they carried a decisive meaning.

Mao Jiyun immediately bowed: "That's only right!"

As the general manager of the pharmaceutical market, his attitude was clear.

However, a subtle, indescribable change flashed across the expressions of everyone present.

It is indeed customary for the major powers to offer compensation when the pharmaceutical market is attacked.

But... did Leng Qingqiu speak up for the Chen family?

That matter-of-fact "command" attitude... what does it mean?
A look of inquiry flashed in Zheng Youde's, Wang Jiamu's, and You Jingqiao's eyes; Xue Chufan's gaze narrowed slightly.

(End of this chapter)