Tales of Demons and Gods: Gaining one pound of strength every minute

Chapter 171 Call Grandpa Chang!

Ye Ziyun held the blue ball in her hands, her big dark eyes full of doubts.

"How could there be such a thing in Changping's space ring? What is it used for?" She tried to pinch it. The sphere was soft and extremely elastic. No matter what shape it was pinched into, it would immediately return to its original shape.

The blue ball exudes a pleasant aroma, which makes one feel relaxed and happy, and the sea of ​​​​the soul surges.

"This item seems to be a treasure that can help demon spirit masters cultivate their soul power!" Ye Ziyun secretly guessed, "Perhaps Chang Ping relied on this item to cultivate to the Gold Five Star level so quickly."

Except for registering at the Demon Spirit Master Guild and receiving the title plaque and land deed at the City Lord's Mansion, Chang Ping had not revealed his cultivation level. Therefore, Ye Ziyun did not know that Chang Ping was now a legendary one-star demon spirit master, and thought that he was at most at the peak of gold.

"The space ring and the things inside are my mental damage compensation," Ye Ziyun said to herself, "Now it belongs to me!"

Ye Ziyun still felt a little embarrassed for forcibly taking Chang Ping's things.

On second thought, Chang Ping actually bullied her in public, making her too embarrassed to face anyone in the future, so Ye Ziyun felt at ease taking Chang Ping's things for herself.

"I rob the bad guys, and that's also a way of getting rid of harm to the people!"

After convincing herself, Ye Ziyun narrowed her blackberry eyes, held the goose egg-sized ball, and drove the soul power within her soul sea, slowly gathering it into the palm of her hand, wrapping the blue ball like a layer of plastic wrap.

Nine-transformation Ice Phoenix Art!

Wrapping the sphere, Ye Ziyun began to practice the god-level skills that Chang Ping had given her. To be exact, Chang Ping had tricked Nie Li into giving it to her as a gift.

"Ok?"

Not sure if it was an illusion, but Ye Ziyun felt the ball in her palm begin to heat up and gradually soften, like a sticky cake, sticking to the skin of her palm.

Ye Ziyun was a little flustered. She let go of the soft ball and tried to pull it off her palm.

Unexpectedly, the ball seemed to have merged with her skin, and she tried her best to separate the ball from her palm but failed.

"Help! Help! Father!" Ye Ziyun cried in fear.

As expected, things of unknown origin should not be touched!

She stood up hurriedly and ran out of the yard.

……

The city lord's palace, the meeting hall.

On the north side of the main hall, facing south, there is a large rosewood carved chair with a huge jade inlaid on the back of the chair. The jade is emerald green and exudes a faint warm breath. It is a top-grade soul jade that can nourish soul power.

Ye Zong sat upright on a big chair with his hands on his knees, his face looking as ugly as if he had swallowed a dead fly.

In the center of the hall, on the seats on the west side, Chang Ping, Yu Yan, Ye Yan and Ye Shuo sat in order.

"My Lord Ancestor, are you really willing to accept Chang Ping as your grandson?" Ye Zong couldn't help but speak, "If you are being coerced, don't be afraid, tell me and I will take care of it for you!" After saying that, he glared at Chang Ping fiercely.

This brat just called him Zong'er, just like calling him grandson, it's totally unreasonable.

What’s even more hateful is that Chang Ping actually wanted him to agree to let Yun’er marry him as a concubine!

"What are you talking about? I am the ancestor of the City of Glory. Who can threaten me?" Ye Yan took off his sunglasses, revealing his cold eyes. "Chang Ping is a super genius that is rare in a thousand years, and the hope for the future of the human race!"

"I have taken him in as my adopted grandson. I don't know how much of an advantage I have gotten!" Ye Yan clenched his fist as big as a sandbag and pounded his chest. "See? Chang Ping also made a spirit puppet for me to ensure that my soul will be immortal and allow me to move freely like a normal person."

Spirit puppet?

Ye Zong's face turned cold.

In the early period of the Holy Empire, a group of dark demon masters were active on the Holy Spirit Continent, often doing some horrific, evil and terrifying human experiments. Only dark demon masters knew how to make spirit puppets. They killed innocent people, sealed the souls of the dead into spirit puppets, and used inscriptions to force them to do bad things, so that the souls of the dead could never rest in peace.

Could it be that Chang Ping is a dark demon spirit master?

No wonder he is so bad!
"Zong'er, don't look at me like that! I'm not a dark demon spirit master. The manufacturing drawings of the spirit puppets were given to me by the ancient great power who granted me the inheritance. I dare to swear to the heaven that I have never used the spirit puppets to do bad things, and I have never controlled or coerced my grandfather."

Chang Ping saw Ye Zong clenching his fists and looking like he was going to hit him, so he quickly explained.

“Swear!” Ye Zong stared with his eyes wide open, emitting the powerful aura of a legendary demon spirit master.

"Lord City Lord," Ye Shuo stood up in surprise and asked in a trembling voice, "You have broken through to the legendary one star?"

Ye Zong glanced at Chang Ping and nodded with a somewhat unnatural look.

This was all thanks to the deep gem necklace Chang Ping gave him, which increased his training speed by three times.

After taking a large amount of Soul Tempering Pills newly refined by the Alchemist Association, he finally broke through to Legendary One Star last night.

“I swear,” Chang Ping also exuded the aura of a legendary demon spirit master and confronted Ye Zong, “I absolutely did not…”

Ye Zong's pupils suddenly shrank and a drop of cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

"Chang Ping has also broken through to the legendary level?" He was shocked and said inwardly: "He is not even twenty years old!"

When he was Changping's age, he was only at the silver level.

evildoer!

Chang Ping finished his oath to heaven.

After an incense stick of time, Ye Zong came back to his senses.

Ye Zong coughed dryly and forced a smile from his face: "Okay, Uncle Zong, I believe you!"

boom!
The ancestor of Ye Yan suddenly slapped the armrest of the chair and scolded sternly: "Who are you trying to be an elder to? Call me Grandpa Chang!"

"My Lord Ancestor, Ye Zong is the lord of the City of Glory after all, and he rules over hundreds of thousands of people in the city. If you ask him to call Chang Ping Grandpa, it will damage his prestige and make him a laughing stock! Who will obey his orders and follow his arrangements in the future?" Ye Shuo advised.

"What are you afraid of? There are no outsiders here." Ancestor Ye Yan didn't care.

Ye Zong and Ye Shuo's eyes fell on the goddess Yu Yan in red at the same time.

How come there are no outsiders? Isn't she?
"I am Chang Ping's wife!" Goddess Yu Yan glared at Ye Shuo and Ye Zong with cold eyes.

The temperature inside the hall suddenly increased.

The powerful force of the law overwhelms people like a tsunami.

Ye Shuo, who had the worst cultivation, felt a black screen before his eyes and fainted, sliding off the chair to the ground like a puddle of mud.

Ye Zong felt as if he was being pressed down on his seat by a dozen big men. Even if he tried his best, he couldn't move an inch.

"What level of demon spirit master is she? She's so strong!"

If his soul power was a drop of water, then this lady's soul power was an ocean.

Unfathomable.

(End of this chapter)