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"Your Highness, let's wait until the young master returns to make a decision on this matter."

"The amount of money you raised this time is not a small amount."

Er Bolin Wuming also stood up suddenly, clenched his fists, his joints turned white due to the force, and shouted sternly.

"Okay, okay, it wasn't like this when you took over the royal industry."

Prince Xuexing's face instantly turned as dark as ink, his eyes burning with anger as he stared at Lin Wuming.

"Now, the royal family needs your help, and you are losing your control again."

As he spoke, he paced back and forth, his robe sleeves swinging violently with his movements, causing a whistling sound in the wind.

"Then I'll wait for Sect Leader Lin and Senior Dugu to return and write me a reply. I'm sure they will agree."

Prince Xuexing laughed in anger, but the smile on his face was icy cold.

After saying that, he shook his sleeves angrily and strode away sideways.

Lin Wuming, who was left behind, stood there with a frown on his face, looking at the direction where the prince was leaving with a complicated expression.

The situation in the royal family is becoming increasingly complicated and unpredictable. I will report this matter to Xiaofeng as soon as he comes back.

Two months passed in a flash, deep in the Star Dou Forest.

Thick fog filled the forest, and tall, sturdy ancient trees blocked out the sun.

The occasional sunlight that shines through the gaps between the branches and leaves creates patches of mottled light and shadow on the ground.

"it is finally over!"

A shout filled with exhaustion and excitement broke the silence of the forest.

Lin Feng was standing in an open space at this moment. His clothes were soaked with sweat and his hair was sticking to his cheeks in a messy manner.

"Martial Soul's true form, Fire Dragon King."

Lin Feng took a deep breath, his eyes sparkling with light, and a loud roar erupted from his chest.

In an instant, a tremendous amount of soul power surged out from his body.

A powerful vortex of soul power formed with him as the center, causing the surrounding air to vibrate.

An ancient fire dragon covered in extreme flames slowly appeared.

This fire dragon is three meters tall and about five meters long.

Its body was huge and majestic, and every scale gleamed with dazzling fire.

The deep eyes exude a chilling aura that makes people shudder at the sight of them.

Lin Feng put away his martial soul, slowly closed his eyes, and thought secretly in his heart.

Now his second martial soul, Flame Sky Dragon, has been fully attached with ten thousand year soul rings.

And his soul power has now reached level 91.

The next step is to change the entry.

"System, change the entry."

Then, Lin Feng called softly in his mind, with a hint of expectation in his voice.

"Ding, the entry has been successfully changed!"

The cold, mechanical voice of the system rang in Lin Feng's mind.

"The golden attribute Mirror Flower Water Moon has been changed to a red soul ring enhancement!"

As the system's voice fell, Lin Feng instantly felt changes starting to happen around him.

All eighteen soul rings on his body appeared at this moment.

The first martial spirit is the Fire Dragon King, yellow, yellow, purple, black, black, black, black, black, black.

The second martial soul is the Sky Dragon of Flame, red, black, black, black, black, black, black, black, black, black.

Under the influence of the system entries, the age of these eighteen soul rings is gradually increasing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The intense red light around him completely enveloped his body.

In the light, Lin Feng's figure was looming.

Lin Feng sat down cross-legged, adjusted his breathing, and entered a state of deep cultivation.

At this moment, the soul power in the body was like a raging flood, rushing madly into the soul core in his body.

Every bit of soul power injected makes his soul core hotter and more powerful.

After a period of time, the red light around Lin Feng gradually weakened until it disappeared.

And at this moment, all eighteen soul rings turned into a bright red.

"It's over!" Lin Feng slowly opened his eyes, and a complicated look flashed in his eyes.

"Although the age of my spirit ring has increased this time and the spirit power in my body has become more abundant, my own spirit power level has not increased."

"It seems that this red entry only increases the age of the soul ring, and cannot improve one's own soul power level." Although Lin Feng felt a little regretful, he was soon relieved. After all, the improvement of strength cannot be achieved overnight.

"It's time to go back."

Slowly standing up, he dusted himself off, calmly retracted the soul ring into his body, and spoke softly.

"Teleport!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a circle of light appeared around his body.

In the blink of an eye, he appeared in front of the Shenlong Sect's mountain gate.

"Little Lord!"

Slowly walking into the mountain gate, the guards in front of the mountain gate saw the young master returning and saluted and shouted respectfully.

"Xiao Feng, Xiao Feng!"

But not long after entering, a familiar and anxious voice came from afar.

Lin Feng looked up and saw his second uncle Lin Wuming running towards him in a hurry.

His steps were a little hurried, his forehead was covered with sweat, and his hair was a little messy.

"You're finally back."

Second uncle ran to Lin Feng, his face full of anxiety.

"Second uncle, what are you so anxious about?"

After Second Uncle recovered a little, Lin Feng asked in confusion, with a bad feeling in his heart.

"Xiaofeng, Xuexing came to us a few days ago to raise military funds."

Er Bolin Wuming frowned, and the wrinkles on his face deepened.
"It is said that we must have made a lot of money running the royal industry."

"Since both you and Senior Dugu are not here, I can't make up my mind for the moment..."

As Lin Wuming spoke, he shook his head helplessly and expressed his grievances.

"Has the money been lent out?"

Lin Feng walked quickly towards the sect's finance office and asked.

"No, no."

"I said I need to wait until you come back before making a decision, so I rejected him."

Second uncle Lin Wuming hurriedly caught up with Lin Feng's pace and spoke hurriedly.

“How much did they borrow?”

Hearing this, Lin Feng froze, turned around abruptly, and looked at his second uncle with cold eyes.

"It's estimated to be one-third of the annual income of our entire sect and the Lin family."

Lin Wuming met Lin Feng's gaze and his heart trembled.

Lin Feng's gaze was extremely fierce at this moment, emitting a chilling aura.

This was the first time he saw Lin Feng so angry.

In my impression, Xiaofeng has always been calm and composed.

"Xiao...Xiaofeng, if it really doesn't work, I, the second uncle, will go there myself to reject them."

Lin Wuming also lowered his voice at this moment and spoke cautiously to Lin Feng.

Soon, Lin Feng calmed down, took a deep breath, and tried to calm himself down.

"No, borrow it!"

"This time we told them clearly that they don't have to pay back the money we lent them."

Lin Feng said in a low but firm voice.

"what?"

Second uncle Lin Wuming looked at Lin Feng in astonishment, his eyes full of confusion.

"The royal family gave us their property to run."

"Now he's using this property to make us, the Shenlong Sect, his long-term meal ticket? That's a pipe dream."

"Second uncle, just take this money and go see Xue Xing. Tell her that you've bought out their property and have nothing to do with them anymore."

Lin Feng looked into the distance with a determined gaze and spoke slowly.

"Yes, Sect Master."

After hearing this, Er Bo Lin Wuming still had many questions in his mind.

But seeing Lin Feng's determination, he didn't ask any more questions and walked towards the sect's finance office alone. (End of this chapter)