Douluo Continent: My Path to Godhood Through Stat Allocation

Chapter 84 Interrogation (Third update, please subscribe!!!)

A month has passed, and progress in the sickle method has been minimal.

Aside from becoming more proficient in controlling the long-handled war scythe spirit, there was no sign of any upgrade.

However, his soul power remained unchanged.

To everyone's astonishment, Fang Ling leveled up to level twenty-seven once again.

Yu Tianheng was extremely envious.

Although he was still banned from participating in life-or-death battles, his family made a special arrangement with the Great Soul Arena.

However, Fang Ling has also fought very few life-or-death battles in the past few months.

It seems that ordinary strategic warfare can also be effective?

He sincerely sought advice from Fang Ling.

I don't know if it was the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan asking, but to avoid them pressing me for answers, Fang Ling didn't hesitate to teach them.

He even called all the team members together, taking the opportunity to show off his generosity.

The point allocation for killing is naturally beyond explanation.

However, Fang Ling emphasized the role of strict willpower and also let them feel their own soul power.

I sensed the powerful fighting spirit contained within the soul power—a spirit that fought against heaven and earth, charging forward without hesitation, a mindset that showed no regret even in the face of death.

And then there's the soul power, which flows at an extremely rapid speed.

They immediately understood the reason for Fang Ling's extremely rapid cultivation and were completely silenced.

Fang Ling made it very clear—

Fighting will, or rather, a strong and focused will!

We must always maintain unwavering determination, make persistent efforts, and persevere for a long time.

Practice what you preach, and put it into practice.

It's easier said than done.

Physical laziness can be overcome through hard work and self-discipline, but the subconscious lethargy deep within the mind is ever-present and difficult to eradicate.

Otherwise, Ji Juechen wouldn't have appeared only once every ten thousand years.

Finding one's own unique will is too difficult; he can only try to learn from Fang Ling by engaging in more battles to cultivate what is called a fighting will.

Yu Tianheng made a long attempt in the Great Soul Arena.

However, aside from a few more victories and a small amount of insignificant gold soul coins, it was of little use to him.

Instead, it slowed down his cultivation speed considerably.

The group didn't gain much either. After listening to Fang Ling's experience, they discussed it and summarized as follows.

This thing cannot be made without extremely difficult conditions.

If you are born into a prominent family, a powerful sect, or a Soul Master family with slightly better conditions.

Then we can only hope that there is some stubborn person or a tribesman who has suffered all kinds of humiliation.

They don't believe they are.

In the end, they had no choice but to give up.

There are no shortcuts, only an iron will.

Over the past month, Dugu Yan noticed that Fang Ling and Ye Lingling's relationship had become increasingly intimate.

However, the boy still secretly looked at her, and a surge of anger welled up inside her.

After a training session, she skillfully and coldly declined Yu Tianheng's invitation to have lunch together.

Then, amidst the puzzled gazes of the crowd, he quickly followed Fang Ling and Ye Lingling, who were about to leave side by side.

"Lingling, junior Fang Ling, wait for me."

"Yanzi?" Ye Lingling wondered, then smiled and took her hand.

The two appeared to be very close.

"Sister Yan Yan?" Fang Ling's heart stirred slightly, and he felt a little excited.

Dugu Yan usually keeps to herself and occasionally keeps Ye Lingling company. She has never been seen calling out to both of them at the same time.

It looks like they're finally taking the bait!

Their relationship wasn't particularly good, so Fang Ling couldn't take the initiative to bring it up.

But it's different when she actively questions it.

"Shall we have lunch at my place today?" Dugu Yan invited.

"Okay~" Ye Lingling smiled sweetly; of course she agreed.

"Fang Ling is here too," Dugu Yan emphasized deliberately.

Fang Ling nodded in surprise: "Me too?" "Yes."

"it is good."

The two went to their respective rooms to get their food, and then met up again in Dugu Yan's courtyard.

The teams are all located in one place, so they are not far apart.

After placing the food on the table, Dugu Yan closed the door.

At first, she was eating well, listening to Ye Lingling tell some interesting stories about Fang Ling and her, but the more Dugu Yan listened, the more uncomfortable she felt.

Seeing the unprecedented brightness in Lingling's eyes, and noticing that Fang Ling was still secretly watching her, Dugu Yan couldn't help but curse inwardly.

The two clearly have a good relationship, so what does that look mean?

How can you so blatantly disregard a young girl's precious feelings?

Dugu Yan caught Fang Ling staring at her again, and in anger, she slammed her chopsticks on the table and scolded him in a delicate voice:

"Fang Ling, what exactly do you mean?!"

"Yanzi?" Ye Lingling was startled, her beautiful blue eyes filled with confusion.

"Sister Yan Yan? What do you mean?" Fang Ling asked, looking a little aggrieved and confused.

"Yanzi, why can't we communicate properly? What did Fang Ling do wrong to make you so angry? How about I apologize on his behalf?"

Ye Lingling, unaware of what had happened, hurriedly spoke up, trying to mediate.

At the same time, he quickly pulled Fang Ling aside.

Facing the powerful Dugu Yan, Fang Ling was completely powerless to fight back and couldn't afford to let the two of them clash.

Even at this point, you're still protecting him!

Dugu Yan's green eyes blazed with anger, mixed with deep pity for Ye Lingling, as she said indulgently, "Lingling, you silly girl, you don't know anything, don't speak!"

"Fang Ling has been secretly watching you while you're together, you know? At least ten times in four months! He likes me, and he's been deceiving you!"

"Fang Ling said it wasn't love, and we're just friends, Yan..." Ye Lingling hurriedly tried to explain.

Dugu Yan interrupted her sternly: "Don't speak, let him speak."

"What did you say?" Fang Ling asked in a low voice.

"Tell me, why did you deceive Lingling's feelings? Why were you so fickle and secretly watching me?"

"As long as Lingling agrees, it's none of my business how many women you date in the future. But right now, you're dating her while also liking me, and that's not right!"

Dugu Yan stood up for Ye Lingling.

"That's not liking someone." Fang Ling shook his head and gave Dugu Yan, who was burning with anger, a deep look.

His lips parted slightly, as if he wanted to say something but hesitated.

There was still a hint of disbelief in his eyes.

Dugu Yan wanted to retort angrily, but seeing that meaningful look in his eyes, her anger inexplicably subsided considerably.

"If it's not liking... then what is it?"

Ye Lingling finally found a chance to interject and said softly:

"Yes, I told you before, Fang Ling told me that this is not love."

Dugu Yan glanced at the two of them, her gaze settling on Fang Ling.

Did she really misunderstand?

Fang Ling was conflicted and hesitant: "I don't know how to say it?"

"Go ahead and tell me." Dugu Yan wanted to hear what the reason was that he had been secretly paying attention to her for several months.

"It's incredible, and if it's true, it's a very important matter."

Fang Ling began by saying a few words, then lowered his head as if organizing his thoughts.

After a brief silence, the room became exceptionally quiet.

Ye Lingling, who was standing to the side, was also curious about the reason.

Although she believed Fang Ling wouldn't lie to her, she figured it was better to listen.

Seeing that the emotions had been built up and both of their expectations were high, Fang Ling asked hesitantly, "My intuition tells me, Sister Yan Yan, you've been poisoned?"

"Huh?" Dugu Yan's jaw nearly dislocated in astonishment, her eyes filled with disbelief.

A moment later, she let out a cold laugh, her words tinged with a hint of sarcasm:

"I possess the Azure Phosphorous Serpent Martial Soul, and my grandfather is a titled Douluo with a poison attribute. How could he possibly be poisoned?"

"If you're going to make up a reason, at least come up with a plausible one!"

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