Douluo Continent: The Twin Holy Dragons of Light and Darkness, the Dragon Emperor Breaks Through the

Ling Feng and Zhu Zhuqing followed behind her.

The woman's home was a courtyard house with blue bricks and gray tiles. The courtyard wall was not high, and you could see the vegetable garden inside.

The vegetable garden is planted with green vegetables, radishes, and peppers, all lush and green, growing vigorously.

Chapter 252 Changes on the Continent

There was also a big yellow dog in the yard, lying on the ground sunbathing. When it saw the stranger come in, it just raised its eyelids and then closed them again.

The woman led them to the main room and poured them a bowl of water.

"Sir, please have some water."

This is well water; it's very sweet.

Ling Feng picked up the bowl and took a sip.

Zhu Zhuqing also took a sip, and it was indeed very sweet.

The woman looked at them and asked with a smile, "Are you two gentlemen from the Martial Soul Realm?"

Judging from your clothes, you're not ordinary people.

Ling Feng put down the bowl.

"That's it."

The woman asked again, "What brings you to our village?"

Our village is small, there's nothing much to see.

Ling Feng looked at her.

"Just wander around."

Let's see how the people are doing.

The woman's eyes lit up.

"it is good!

very good!

It's at least ten times better than before!

Her voice rose a few decibels, "In the past, our village was extremely poor. We didn't have enough to eat or wear, the children couldn't afford to go to school, and the adults couldn't afford to see a doctor."

Now things are much better. The Martial Soul Empire has built roads, provided water, constructed schools, and opened clinics for us.

Children can go to school, adults can see a doctor, and life is getting better every day.

As Zhu Zhuqing listened, a complex and indescribable emotion welled up within her.

Back in the Star Luo Empire, she had also heard about the policies of the Spirit Empire, including the Spirit Hall's kindergartens, low-priced salt, and cheap books.

She thought it was just propaganda, a tactic to win people over.

But today, she saw with her own eyes and heard with her own ears that those policies have truly changed people's lives.

Where is your husband?

Zhu Zhuqing asked.

The woman smiled.

"He went to work in the city."

The Martial Soul Sect has a huge construction site, building something like... Angel Square.

He went to work as a bricklayer and could earn a lot of money in a day.

They send money back every month, enough for my daughter and me to live on.

She paused for a moment, then said, "In the past, he toiled in the fields all year round, but he couldn't earn much money."

Now things are much better. There's work to do, money to earn, and hope for the future.

Zhu Zhuqing didn't know what to say, so she just nodded.

Ling Feng stood up.

"Let's go."

Zhu Zhuqing followed behind him and walked out of the village.

Behind them, the young woman stood in the doorway, waving at them.

"Please take care, sir!"

Come again next time!

They continued walking.

I passed by a field of wheat, the waves of wheat rippling, a golden expanse.

Several farmers were harvesting in the field, their faces covered in sweat, but their smiles were radiant.

An old farmer straightened up, wiped his sweat, and looked at Ling Feng and Zhu Zhuqing.

"Where do you two gentlemen come from?"

Ling Feng reined in his horse.

"Martial Soul Capital".

The old farmer's eyes lit up.

"Martial Soul Capital?"

Great place!

My son also works in Wuhun City, in a factory making soul-guiding devices.

Ling Feng looked at him.

"Soul-creating guide device?"

Will he?

The old farmer smiled.

"Won't.

I went there to study.

Martial spirits all have vocational schools that teach for free.

You'll learn it after three months of study.

"I earn a lot of money now, more than I could earn in a year farming."

He paused for a moment, then said, "In the past, the young men in our village would all go out to work, to Tiandou City, to Xingluo City, to those big places."

But those places don't want us country folk; they think we're uneducated and have no skills.

Now things are much better. Martial Soul has built many factories, hired many people, and even teaches skills for free.

My son went there for six months and learned how to create soul-guided devices; he's now a level three technician.

Ling Feng nodded.

"good."

The old farmer looked at him.

"You must be a big shot in the Martial Soul Capital."

Ling Feng did not answer, turned his horse around, and continued forward.

Zhu Zhuqing followed behind and glanced back at the old farmer.

The old farmer was still standing there, waving at them.

A warm feeling welled up in her heart.

They had walked a long way when Zhu Zhuqing finally couldn't help but ask, "Holy Son, where are we going?"

Ling Feng did not turn around.

"Just taking a walk."

Zhu Zhuqing did not ask any further questions.

As evening fell, they arrived at a small town.

The town is small, with only a few hundred households, but it's very lively.

The streets are lined with shops selling everything from cloth and grain to daily necessities.

Pedestrians thronged the area, and vendors' cries rose and fell in waves.

Zhu Zhuqing never expected that such a small town would be so prosperous, even more prosperous than many cities in the Star Luo Empire that she had seen.

Ling Feng found an inn and booked two rooms.

Zhu Zhuqing followed him upstairs and into her room.

The room wasn't big, but it was very clean, and the window faced the street, where you could see pedestrians coming and going.

She stood by the window, looking at the pedestrians, the shops, and the children, her heart filled with emotion.

The Martial Soul Empire has really changed a lot over the years.

She thought of the Star Luo Empire, and that corner forgotten by the Martial Soul Empire.

Are the people of the Star Luo Empire also getting better?

she does not know.

All she knew was that her father was still in Xingluo City, her mother was still in Xingluo City, and her younger brother was still in Xingluo City.

She misses them.

The next morning, Zhu Zhuqing served Ling Feng as usual, helping him wash up.

Ling Feng finished washing his face and looked at her.