Douluo: I have too many clones

Chapter 752 Trading
"The Eternal East Wind? What's he doing here?"

Yu Guanzhi and Guan Yue exchanged a glance, their brows furrowing slightly.

After a brief pause, Yu Guanzhi quickly slid his fingertips across the bracelet. "Let him in."

The brief command was sent out, and almost instantly, the bracelet responded with a confirmation: "Yes."

The Temple of War is located on the western mountain, which resembles an ancient bronze sword piercing the sky, standing proudly at an altitude of over 4,000 meters on the outskirts of Mingdu City.

This fortress, which houses the Federation's highest combat power, embodies the wisdom of top soul tool experts from the very beginning of its construction.

Outside the mountain range, hundreds of sophisticated soul-guided devices act like tireless sentinels. Equipped with state-of-the-art detection systems, they form an invisible surveillance network covering a radius of hundreds of miles, ensuring that no abnormal fluctuations in soul power or signs of life can escape their monitoring.

At the foot of the mountain, the elite troops of the Central Army Corps stood ready, their camps stretching as far as the eye could see. The cold glint of their standard soul-guided weapons shone faintly in the sunlight, demonstrating the inviolable military deterrent here.

Inside the mountain, layers of five-meter-thick high-density alloy walls are stacked one on top of another. These walls, forged from rare metals and special soul-guiding materials, not only possess amazing physical resistance but also effectively prevent the penetration of soul power.

Even with the most powerful siege soul-guided cannons bombarding it continuously, only shallow burn marks can be left on the surface.

Under such airtight defenses, the elevator at the top of the mountain, which leads directly to the central hub of the Temple of War, became the only "safety door."

"Squeak-"

The silence was broken by the mechanical sound of gears turning, and the soul-guided elevator on the mountaintop slowly descended.

As the heavy metal doors slid open to the sides, a guard in a senior colonel's uniform stepped out first, followed by a distinguished middle-aged man and a young man.

As soon as Qian Gu Dongfeng stepped into the hall, his gaze locked onto the four people present like that of a hawk.

When his gaze swept over Yu Guanzhi and Guan Yue, a barely perceptible ripple flashed in his eyes. These two powerful figures in the Temple of War had always been important adversaries of the Spirit Pagoda in Federation affairs.

When his gaze fell on Ao Rui, his pupils suddenly contracted—a vast and unfathomable surge of soul power flowed freely around Ao Rui, a pressure that only a Limit Douluo could possess, which caused the air to tremble without being deliberately released.

"This aura... the First War God has indeed reached the Limit Douluo level." Qian Gu Dongfeng thought to himself, the information transmitted by Fors was now confirmed.

Just then, his gaze inadvertently swept over Fu Xuan.

The girl standing beside Yu Guanzhi appeared to be underage, her stunning face still bearing a hint of childishness. Yet, the composed aura she exuded contrasted sharply with the ranks of the war gods standing behind her.

This made Qian Gu Dongfeng wonder: "Who is she? She looks very young, how can she stand with Yu Guanzhi and the others?"
"Haha, Commander Yu, Brother Guan Yue, it's been a long time, how have you been?"

Despite a flurry of thoughts, Qian Gu Dongfeng strode forward with a hearty laugh, his face beaming with enthusiasm, as if he and the two were old friends. However, his enthusiasm went unanswered.

Yu Guanzhi and Guan Yue had cold expressions, exuding an aura that kept people at a distance.

Yu Guanzhi nodded slightly, his tone calm yet distant: "I wonder what brings the Lord of the Ancient Tower to my War God Temple?"

This blunt question instantly brought the atmosphere to a freezing point.

Qian Gu Dongfeng wasn't angry at the two's cold attitude. After all, he understood their personalities. It would be a problem if they were overly enthusiastic towards him.

He calmly turned his gaze to Ao Rui, a genuine admiration flashing in his eyes: "It's been a long time! Brother Ao Rui has actually broken through that barrier. Congratulations!"

"Hmm." Ao Rui responded with a faint "hmm."

Then, Qian Gu Dong Feng turned his gaze to Fu Xuan, a perfectly timed smile on his face: "May I ask who this gentleman is?"

"Federal Lieutenant General, Fu Xuan." Fu Xuan's answer was concise and to the point, without any unnecessary embellishment.

Lieutenant General?

Qian Gu Dongfeng raised an eyebrow slightly, a strange glint flashing in his eyes. In the Federation's military rank system, the position of lieutenant general is extremely special.

Among the eighteen War Gods of the War God Hall, most are only major generals, and only a few with both strength and merit can be promoted to lieutenant general.

Even Limit Douluo like Guan Yue and Ao Rui, who stand at the pinnacle of the Douluo Continent, only barely hold the rank of lieutenant general. What achievements and strength has this seemingly young girl possessed to attain such a high position?

"General Fu Xuan is truly a promising young man." Qian Gu Dongfeng looked at Fu Xuan meaningfully, his smile concealing his curiosity about this mysterious girl.

"Alright." Yu Guanzhi raised his hand to interrupt the subtle maneuvering in the room. The metal badge under his military uniform sleeve gleamed coldly in the cold light. "Qian Gu Dong Feng, just say what you want to say. Fu Xuan is my granddaughter, so you don't need to test me here."

Yu Guanzhi's granddaughter?

Qian Gu Dongfeng's smiling face froze instantly, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.

As the master of the Spirit Pagoda, he had dominated the world of Soul Masters for many years, and very few pieces of information could escape his control. The secret kinship between Fu Xuan and Yu Guanzhi was obviously a key piece of information that he had not grasped before his visit.

A moment later, he turned and waved to the young man accompanying him, his smile deepening: "Actually, this presumptuous visit is not for anything else, but for the sake of my grandson's lifelong happiness. Zhang Ting, why don't you come up and greet these seniors?"

Qian Gu Zhangting took half a step forward, the hem of his black martial arts outfit sweeping across the ground. His clasped fist salute carried the elegance unique to scions of noble families: "Senior Yu, Senior Guan, Senior Ao, this junior, Qian Gu Zhangting, pays his respects to you seniors."

When he turned to Fu Xuan, a hint of curiosity and appreciation flashed in his eyes. "And Miss Fu Xuan, it's a pleasure to meet you. Please take care of me."

"Hmm." Fu Xuan nodded slightly, his cold gaze revealing no emotional fluctuation.

Yu Guanzhi ran his fingers over the medals on his military uniform, his cold, hard voice ringing out again: "You still haven't said why you've come here."

Qian Gu Zhangting straightened his back respectfully and took out a gold-embossed invitation from his sleeve: "Senior Yu, our Spirit Transmission Tower will soon be holding a martial arts contest to find a husband in Mingdu. I am here to invite you seniors to attend the ceremony."

Qian Gu Dongfeng chimed in at the opportune moment, his voice carrying just the right amount of generosity: "As an apology for our unwarranted visit, our Spirit Pagoda is willing to donate another hundred Black Soul Spirits and a thousand Thousand-Year Soul Spirits to the Federation."

These words caused a stir within the Temple of War. The War Gods standing behind Yu Guanzhi and the others trembled slightly involuntarily.

It's important to know that the reason why the Spirit Pagoda's martial arts tournament for marriage caused such a stir in the entire Soul Master world was precisely because of the hundred black Soul Spirits that were offered as prizes.

Now, the Spirit Pagoda is willing to offer such a huge amount of extra resources in order to improve relations with the Temple of War. This is quite a generous gesture. Even the usually composed Guan Yue's expression changed slightly. He stepped forward and said with a hint of solemnity, "Brother Dongfeng, there's no need to be so polite. We appreciate your kindness, but we can't accept gifts without merit. We don't need the spirit."

However, Qian Gu Dongfeng waved his hand, his smile carrying an undeniable air of refusal: "No, there's no reason to take back what's given away. These hundred black soul spirits are my personal support for the Federation soldiers. I hope the two vice hall masters will not refuse."

After a brief silence, Qian Gu Dongfeng changed the subject: "Besides that, I actually have some small personal reasons for coming here this time."

"The martial arts contest to find a husband is about to begin. I hope to invite a War God from the Temple of War to serve as a referee, so as to demonstrate the fairness and impartiality of our Spirit Pagoda."

"Of course, we at the Spirit Pagoda will certainly not disappoint you in terms of compensation. In addition, the Spirit Pagoda will also launch new services at this martial arts tournament, which may become the opportunity for us to take that step."

His words, seemingly casual, actually contained a hidden meaning. Mingdu served as the political and military core of the Federation, while the Temple of War was the most powerful symbol of the Federation's military might.

For the Spirit Pagoda to successfully host such a grand event in Mingdu, it must obtain the support of the War God Temple.

His personal visit with his grandson was not only to strengthen ties between the two sides, but also to create an opportunity for Qian Gu Zhangting to connect with the higher-ups of the War God Temple and enhance the presence of the younger generation of the Spirit Pagoda within the Federation's power structure.

Inviting the God of War from the Temple of War to serve as referee was an even more brilliant move—from the outside perspective, the Temple of War, as the Federation's largest violent institution, was beyond reproach in terms of impartiality.

With the endorsement of the Temple of War, not only can the doubts about the Spirit Pagoda's underhanded operations be silenced, but the authority and influence of the martial arts tournament for marriage will also be greatly enhanced.

This martial arts contest to find a husband has already caused quite a stir. If the Temple of War really agrees to send someone to act as a referee, then in order not to lose face, they will definitely send an extremely powerful War God to oversee the event.

What was the opportunity that led to taking that step?

Guan Yue's gaze sharpened, and he asked, "What do you mean by that, Brother Dongfeng?"

Qian Gu Dongfeng smiled mysteriously, his eyes gleaming with confidence: "I'll keep you in suspense for now, but I can assure you all that the new event launched by our Spirit Pagoda will absolutely change the landscape of the entire Soul Master world."

"Many people who can't find a way to break through might be able to do so through our solution. At the same time, I can also personally grant ten spots in the Temple of War God so that you can experience it firsthand."

Yu Guanzhi pondered for a moment before saying, "Okay, I agree."

"Commander Yu is indeed a man of great principle." Qian Gu Dongfeng was overjoyed, his eyes gleaming with excitement. As long as Yu Guanzhi agreed, the matter would be settled today.

After all, the other party was the commander of the Central Army Corps, and his influence in Mingdu was unmatched even by Chen Xinjie.

"As for the selection of referees? I do have someone in mind..." Yu Guanzhi said slowly, a faint smile curving his lips.

When that name came out of his mouth, Qian Gu Dong Feng's eyes lit up instantly, and he couldn't help but clap his hands and cheer: "Brother Yu actually managed to invite that person to be the referee. Good, if it is that person, then I have no objection at all."

……

On the ninety-fifth floor of the Mingdu Spirit Tower, which soars into the clouds, the clouds outside the floor-to-ceiling windows seem almost within reach, isolating the hustle and bustle of the entire city.

Nanali's slender fingers gently traced the cool glass curtain wall, and the morning light shone through the gaps between her fingers, casting dappled shadows on the ground.

At this moment, she stretched lazily, her black lace skirt swaying gently, outlining her curvaceous figure, her words carrying the joy that had been suppressed for many years: "This feeling, it's the feeling of freedom!"

Lady Nunnally is finally free!

Yes, she was certain that Fors's methods had completely failed.

This morning, when she deliberately began to devour Nan Fusheng's life force in front of Fors, the ruthless woman simply grabbed her by the collar without expression and threw her out of the room like a useless object.

Given Fors's personality, the fact that she didn't torture her but simply threw her out of the room is proof that the woman can no longer control her.

"If her methods have failed, then can I..."

Nanali's eyes began to wander. She was a genuine evil spirit master, after all. She had been bullied by Fors for so many years. How could she be satisfied if she didn't get revenge?
"No, this matter needs to be considered more carefully."

Nanali sat back down on the sofa, her legs elegantly crossed, her black stockings gleaming coldly in the sunlight. What had allowed her, a demonic spirit master, to survive for so many years? Caution!

Although she secretly wished she could hang Fors up and beat her, she wasn't stupid and knew exactly where she was.

"This is a branch of the Spirit Pagoda in Mingdu, and there are too many powerful people here. Moreover, Fors is accompanied by powerful people such as Naxida and Sirin. Although I don't know why, they seem to have a good relationship with Fors. If I make a move rashly, I will definitely be suppressed instantly."

Nanali was thinking. Don't assume that just because she's an evil spirit master, she's a brute. In fact, she's incredibly clever.

"Looks like we'll have to wait again."

We've made it through so many years, so holding on a little longer doesn't seem so unacceptable.

……

Meanwhile, deep within the tranquil corridor of the Spirit Pagoda, Xu Xiaoyan gently placed her fingertips on the gilded doorknob and softly pushed open the door to Fors's room.

Xu Xiaoyan's gaze swept over the empty bed covered with a silk satin bedspread, finally settling on the dressing table.

The girl reflected in the mirror is holding an ivory comb, her long, dark hair cascading down her shoulders like a waterfall over her moon-white nightgown.

"It's Xiaoyan. Is there something you need?" Fors's voice came from the mirror, with a lazy, rising tone at the end.

Xu Xiaoyan walked up behind Fors with a smile, put her hands on Fors's shoulders and massaged them, and said with a light laugh, "It's nothing, I just came to chat with you."

"chat?"

Xu Xiaoyan asked somewhat cautiously, "Fors, I want to ask, what would you do if Fusheng cheated on you?"

"Ok?"

(End of this chapter)