Douluo Continent: My Path to Godhood Through Stat Allocation

Chapter 61 Questioning

Fang Ling fell asleep and recovered in a makeshift tent.

On the other side, Zhu Zhuqing stood on a tree, gazing into the distance.

Everyone knew about her inner turmoil, and no one found it strange.

Fang Ling's sudden appearance made the otherwise normal Soul Hunting Journey seem a little unusual.

Especially for her.

Although it's unclear why it only lasted for a moment, the tremor of the martial soul was undeniable; it was definitely a prerequisite for the martial soul fusion skill.

She had the same feeling only when she had met Dai Mubai.

"A spirit fusion skill..."

Zhu Zhuqing murmured these words to herself, her lips slightly pursed, her eyes filled with a hint of sadness.

Her slender, jade-like fingers seemed to bear endless sorrow, tightly intertwined.

Her clothes swayed gently in the wind, as if she were silently telling the story of her inner turmoil.

His silhouette was lonely and desolate.

There should be two people who have a spirit fusion skill with her now.

The closest one is this boy named Fang Ling.

Despite having only one leg, he remained steadfast in his will, never complaining of pain from his wounds or the shattering of his martial spirit.

However, even a second-ring Soul Master, facing the pursuit of a thousand-year-old Soul Beast, still fought desperately to escape and seize any possible chance of survival.

There was no despair in their eyes, only an indomitable flame.

Even when facing death, she can still display the most radiant smile.

This resilience and magnanimity truly allowed her to witness the brilliance of humanity.

It's a bit hard to say about the other person.

She was already engaged to the Third Prince, Dai Mubai.

He was physically healthy and exceptionally talented, even better than his older brother, the First Prince Davis.

If he really worked hard to cultivate and joined forces with her, it wasn't impossible for him to eventually win and become the new Crown Prince of Xingluo. Why did he run away?

Why did you leave her alone?

Thinking of this, Zhu Zhuqing felt a deep, indescribable sorrow.

Why can't Dai Mubai be as determined as this kid?

She had to be left alone to face this immense pressure with her small frame.

This happened not long ago.

Zhu Zhuqing found it hard to accept, and her body trembled.

Similar to Fang Ling's situation when she was being hunted, she has managed to hold on until now without breaking down, purely through perseverance and a strong will to not surrender.

When she met someone with a Martial Soul Fusion Skill, her sorrowful heart was indeed filled with a bit more joy, and the corners of her cold lips curled up slightly.

After a brief moment of joy, his expression quickly turned cold again.

She sighed slightly.

This won't work!

Even the Martial Soul Fusion Skill couldn't change the final outcome. As the princess consort who was already engaged, she represented the face of the Star Luo Royal Family and the Grand Duke of Lingmao.

The fact that a strange man might possess a Martial Soul Fusion Skill is utterly humiliating.

If even the slightest detail is revealed, Fang Ling will suffer a terrible fate.

Perhaps they can form an even stronger trinity martial soul fusion skill.

But putting aside the question of how much affinity this fleeting moment of excitement possesses, how much of a connection does it actually have?

How compatible is his martial spirit with the White Tiger?

Another key factor is that the rules do not protect outsiders!

The ancient rules of struggle within the Star Luo royal family could protect her and Dai Mubai.

Fang Ling, being an outsider, had absolutely no protection.

Zhu Zhuqing didn't think the eldest prince and her sister would tolerate the existence of a three-in-one martial soul fusion skill that could threaten their positions.

And among the people who brought her to the Soul Hunting event, there were definitely some of their people.

If anything is discovered, Fang Ling may not be able to reach Xingluo City alive.

Thinking of this, Zhu Zhuqing couldn't help but shake her head slightly.

Unlike me, he is not trapped by the rules of the Star Luo Empire or by royal disputes. It's best not to get involved in the vortex of royal succession.

I hope he can be smarter and not talk nonsense.

Otherwise, the budding spirit fusion skill would turn into his tombstone in the next moment.

In the Star Dou Great Forest, killing a helpless little Soul Master is incredibly easy.

Even as the second young lady of the Duke's mansion, the Third Prince's wife couldn't stop her. "Miss, dinner is ready."

A person behind her quickly darted from the ground to Zhu Zhuqing's side.

"Um."

Zhu Zhuqing sighed inwardly, but her face remained indifferent.

As she slid down the tree trunk to the ground, everyone began to eat, which consisted of simple, heated dry rations.

Even if the team has a Soul Saint, they don't dare to be arrogant.

To avoid attracting any invincible spirit beasts with the blazing firelight and aroma of food.

Fang Ling originally just wanted to eat her dried meat in peace, but she was also invited over.

He couldn't refuse such a kind offer, especially since the person had saved his life.

Someone asked while eating.

"Young man, where are you from? Why are you hunting souls alone in the Star Dou Great Forest?"

Fang Ling hesitated at first, then became somewhat wary. After considering it for a moment, she decided to tell the truth:

"My name is Fang Ling. I come from the Kingdom of Silves in the Heaven Dou Empire, and the War King Intermediate Soul Master Academy."

"I originally came to hunt souls with the academy team, but later, because of that roar that sounded like a giant ape, a small beast tide was triggered, so I got separated from the team."

How old are you?

"Ten years old."

"For a ten-year-old to have such willpower and endurance... what kind of martial spirit is that?"

"Long-handled war scythe".

They asked very detailed questions, almost like checking someone's household registration.

The purpose was probably quite clear: they recognized his talent and wanted to recruit him.

Fang Ling's brain raced as she considered how to refuse.

His future plans all revolve around Tian Dou, which requires the support of Dugu Bo, a key figure. He has no desire to go to Xing Luo, a completely unfamiliar place.

The man in black who had rescued him earlier, clearly the leader, asked:

"A ten-year-old Soul Master, quite talented. Are you at Innate Level 7, Innate Level 8, or perhaps Innate Level 6?"

"Uh..." Fang Ling was silent for a moment, then felt relieved.

He recalled his previous conversation with the three-man squad from the Angel Legion.

To politely refuse, one must indeed return to the topic of innate soul power.

"Innate Level One".

"Level 1?!"

"Pfft! Cough cough."

Some people choke on food, while others choke on water.

No one could believe it.

How could someone at the first level of the Innate Realm reach the Great Soul Master level at the age of ten?

The level of innate soul power is related to the speed of cultivation; this is an unchanging truth of the world.

Zhu Zhuqing hoped that he wouldn't be implicated in her death, and for now she just treated him as a stranger, silently chewing her food.

Hearing this, he looked up in surprise, his eyes revealing a hint of scrutiny.

If someone has poor talent but can still level up quickly, there's no other way but a Fallen Soul Master.

The black cat soul master's expression changed:

"Young man, are you trying to trick us? Everyone knows that it takes at least ten years old for someone to break through to level ten of the first level of the Innate Realm."

"I did not lie."

As Fang Ling spoke, she took out the certificate issued by Su Yuntao.

He certainly preserved these precious keepsakes from his growth very well.

I never imagined it would have this use.

First-class innate...

He took it from Fang Ling and glanced at it, then stopped himself from saying what he was going to say as a joke.

The Spirit Hall's unique certificate, complete with name, location, age, date, and more, is not fake.

This kind of thing is useless, and no one would bother to fake it.

But that's precisely what's strange!

(End of this chapter)