Douluo Dragon King: Doumu's Blessing, I Am the Star Lord

However, the hero ultimately met a lonely end, peacefully facing death. Do you know what possession is?

Although Cao Dezhi didn't know why the topic had suddenly veered to this point, he casually added about that legendary ancestor from the Tang Clan!

"A parasite that manipulates the host's mind." Qian Gu Xing Ci provides an accurate assessment.

Cao Dezhi nodded, a hint of sadness in his voice, and said, "Your description is very apt. She was the first human to fall victim to her..."

Under the intense gazes of Zhang Huanyun and Cao Dezhi, Qian Gu Xingci understood that they were urging him to make a choice, and took a deep breath.

"I choose... to become the Blood God."

This isn't venture capital; putting all your eggs in two baskets to hedge against risk isn't very meaningful.

The Imperial Guard instructor was about to lead troops, and his extraordinary military talent, comparable to unparalleled wisdom, was itching to be put to use. However, cultivation requires learning to control desires to prevent the future Blood God Legion from becoming a laughing stock and suffering a terrible incident of suffocation.

The plan is to prepare for the Blood God's rise to power. The Blood God Camp is undoubtedly at the forefront of the Abyss Tide, which aligns perfectly with Qian Gu Xing Ci's desire for a feast.

Cao Dezhi patted Zhang Huanyun on the shoulder and stood up; the beneficiary sincerely comforted the defeated...

It's a bit difficult to hold back.

Long Yuxue stared in disbelief at this scene. The prospective Blood God was also known as the Grand Colonel at the peak of the Great Perfection, a pseudo-Major General, by the ambitious people in the legion!

The conferment of ranks in the Blood God Camp does not require the summoning of Blood Masters or Divine Masters; only the nine Blood Gods of the Blood God Camp need to attend. Cao Dezhi plans to assemble them the next day to complete the conferment ceremony for the uncle and nephew of the ages.

"Uncle, I'm going to find Blood Four and Blood Seven." After the impromptu meeting ended, Qian Gu Zhang Ting took his leave to complete Qian Gu Dong Feng's arrangements and coordinate his statements with his own people.

The frigid temperature did not awaken the bewildered Long Yuxue. For her, whose martial soul was of the ice and snow element, the icy world was like a mother's embrace, so much so that she did not notice the waving hands in front of her.

"Sister Yuxue, what are you standing there for?"

"It's nothing, I'm just a little dazed. The little pink dumpling I used to be is now going to become a prospective... official Blood God."

Long Yuxue gestured with her jade-like hand to indicate the size, then realized she had made a slip of the tongue and quickly corrected herself. She said that a contestant with a level of 91 or 92, like Blood Eight or Blood Nine, would probably lose miserably against Qian Gu Xing Ci, who had suppressed the Super Douluo throughout the match.

She stepped forward, reached out and hugged Qian Gu Xing Ci's arm, gently tightening her grip. She looked up at him, her handsome eyes filled with curiosity, and asked, "Have you decided who to challenge?"

“Emmm…” Qian Gu Xing Ci stroked his chin with his right hand, “We came a bit hastily. The three-word battle armor hasn’t even started yet, but the level 95 ones should be fine.”

We'll draw lots to decide when we get back. It's lunchtime, let's eat first!

The rules established by the Body Sect dictate that the stomach and mouth are born to enjoy life and should never be neglected.

"The new recruits are eating in the mess hall..." Long Yuxue slowly explained the rules.

The ancient star's farewell accelerates forward, and the introduction should be synchronized with the scene; audio and visual desynchronization affects the user experience.

The two walked into the cafeteria side by side, attracting a lot of attention along the way. Long Yuxue was also a prominent figure, and Qian Gu Xingci was even more famous. It was only natural that their intimate behavior would become the focus of attention.

They walked along the corridor, and Long Yuxue turned her head and pointed to the row of food windows in front of her: "There are eighteen windows in total. The smaller the number, the more precious the ingredients. Window number one will have precious spiritual materials, and windows number eight and above will have ordinary military rations."

“I almost forgot, our young master, who is also a high-ranking official, is now penniless. The interest rate for veterans is as high as 100%, and it even has compound interest. My usual lending interest rate is 30%, which is already considered a conscientious business.” Long Yuxue’s eyes were filled with autumn water, and her tone was sly. “But who told you to call me sister? I’ll support you for free until you get your merit.”

It is unreasonable that soldiers guarding the border have to pay for their meals. They are doing a job that puts their lives on the line. The first few windows are the best places to eat, so it's understandable that they charge them. But it's unfair that all windows charge the same amount.

“But how are you going to repay me…” Long Yuxue patted her shoulder.

Qian Gu Xing Ci said, "The metal of the complete two-word battle armor."

She just wanted to trick the kid into becoming a masseuse, massaging his shoulders and legs. How could he actually believe it when his family taught him to do that?

She opened her mouth, about to say "no need," but then caught sight of two people walking over out of the corner of her eye, and swallowed the words that were on the tip of her tongue.

Chapter 171 Call me Uncle, call me Grandpa!

Walking in front was a little girl with a high ponytail, big, bright eyes, and a mischievous smile on her face. Behind her followed a burly man with clearly defined muscles.

Qian Gu Xing Ci looked at the newcomers, who were the Jiang siblings, whom he had met a few times during the Federation Grand Competition.

"You actually joined the army?!" Jiang Wuyue looked at Qian Guxingci in disbelief. Top geniuses rarely choose to join the army, especially not the Blood God Legion.

"Nothing is impossible, right?" Qian Gu Xing Ci leaned back in his chair, tapping the table with his hand, marveling that the cafeteria actually possessed these two rare treasures.

"I'll go get the food," Long Yuxue said to the others as she stood up.

Compared to her rigid brother, Jiang Qiyue was much more outgoing and asked, "Great genius, what level were you after your recruit assessment?"

"You understand me best, little sister." Jiang Wuyue listened intently to the question that had him scratching his head. His defeat back then had not broken his confidence. After returning, he devoted himself to fighting and cultivating, ignoring everything else, waiting to meet at the top in the future!

"Senior Colonel," Qian Gu Xing Ci replied calmly.

"A colonel-level rank is indeed reasonable." Jiang Wuyue's strength increased dramatically after breaking through to Soul Emperor in the competition, and he was promoted to lieutenant colonel in just one year after returning. Military rank basically represents strength, and the merit required for each promotion will increase exponentially. If the rank is not high enough, it is difficult to improve by simply grinding time.

Jiang Wuyue has slender nostrils, a senior colonel...! Even outstanding recruits only reach the rank of second lieutenant; what special assessment did he take? The commander of his Iron Blood Regiment is only a senior colonel, while the regimental commander, Ma Shan, has a cultivation level as high as a Soul Douluo.

"Here it is." Long Yuxue walked over with two plates and gently placed them on the table. The plates were brightly colored and smelled delicious.

Jiang Qiyue stared in shock at her best friend, the thorny rose of the Blood God Legion, the ice beauty, the heroic and cold-faced female boss, who was actually playing the role of a mother hen here, piecing together her shattered stereotypes bit by bit.

The strategy of using battle to sustain battle perfectly suits the development of the Tyrannosaurus Rex Martial Soul. Jiang Wuyue fights for ten hours every day, and his growth rate far surpasses that of the past. He is still filled with the idea that the advantage lies with him!

Qian Gu Xing Ci watched with amusement as Jiang Wuyue's spirits lifted and his expression brightened. Listening to the weather forecast while enjoying a delicious dinner was a wonderful thing.

"You'll officially join the team after tomorrow's new recruit awarding ceremony," Long Yuxue gently kicked Qian Guxingci under the table, reminding him in a low voice.

Long Yuxue's words gave Jiang Wuyue a shot of adrenaline; was she trying to break up the fight?

After Jiang Wuyue returned, she did something outrageous: she confronted Long Tianwu about his relationship with the Qian Gu family, and ended up being confined for three days.

It wasn't all for naught; he at least confirmed that what Long Yuxue's two families, who were old friends, had said was true. He understood all too well Long Yuxue's concern for her younger siblings' safety.

If someone with real strength were to challenge Jiang Qiyue, he would definitely beat them up and bury them in the ground behind closed doors, making it impossible for them to participate. Therefore, Long Yuxue believes he has a very high chance of winning!

Long Yuxue sensed something was off, but couldn't quite put her finger on it. Stomping weaker opponents wasn't illegal, so she decided to ignore it!

The people sitting at the same table with Qian Gu Xing Ci are among the most outstanding of the younger generation in the legion, and their conversation about life has attracted a lot of attention.

"You'll regret it for life if you don't join the army; it's hard to go from extravagance to frugality. The Spirit Pagoda truly has great courage." Although it was a compliment, it also contained Jiang Wuyue's heartfelt sentiments.

Jiang Wuyue would sneak peeks at her younger sister's favorite romance stories and summarize them into the Thirty-Six Strategies of Love. The sixth point was to start with the people around you, especially to analyze their identities. The protagonists in famous stories actually set their sights on their bed partners, which should serve as a warning.

With their own hidden agendas, the group finished their meal, and Long Yuxue acted as their guide, escorting Qian Gu Xingci back home.

"Sister Yuxue, reach out your hand." Qian Gu Xingci suddenly turned to look at Long Yuxue.

Long Yuxue was stunned for a moment by this sudden request. She extended her hand and smiled, "This can't be the kind of trick you use to fool those young girls outside, can it?"

With a gentle flick of his hand, Qian Gu Xing Ci caused a storage device to magically fall into Long Yu Xue's palm.

No Soul Master could resist probing the items in the storage container. Long Yuxue closed her eyes and scanned it with her spiritual power, her beautiful eyes widening in surprise.

"Spirit Forging Alloy?!"

Its radiant light speaks volumes about its quality; it's an extremely rare and valuable product, and even with the help of her family, she would have a hard time obtaining it.

"Let me make this clear first, I don't know any other ice-attribute soul masters. Even if you don't pity Little Metal, it'll be homeless. Spirit-forged metal is also a life! Can you bear to hand over a life that exists because of you to some unknown person?"

By following someone else's path, she found herself with nowhere to go. Now the tables have turned, and all the deliberations of the ancient star have finally paid off.

During the All-Federation Grand Competition, Qian Gu Xing Ci noticed Long Yu Xue's battle armor. Its quality was hard to describe, and all that could be said was that there was a frightening amount of room for improvement.

The Blood God Legion naturally has blacksmiths, but the supply is far less than the demand. Upgrading a one-word battle armor to a two-word battle armor requires starting from scratch, so Long Yuxue simply didn't care too much about the quality.

The blacksmith couldn't bear to see his own people wearing those scrap metal pieces, so he used ice-attribute metals to forge a few hundred pieces during his training.

It's about constructing a few purple-level mechs!

"Zhangting is looking for me. Talk to you later!"

The ancient star departed and slipped away; why is it still so difficult to give gifts these days?

"A poor excuse." Long Yuxue murmured, clutching the storage device that Qian Gu Xingci had put down, then turned and left, her steps light but her heart filled with worry.

Born into such a top-tier family, she had heard a little about the struggle for succession, a fierce battle comparable to the struggle for the throne in an empire. How come she doesn't seem to have any cunning?

Subconsciously scrutinizing every word Qian Gu Zhangting uttered, he didn't seem like a good person at all... His deliberate use of the respectful term "little uncle" showed he was a scheming guy. He thought Qian Gu Xingci's lower position was a ploy to intimidate him and brand him as disrespectful of the rules. If Qian Gu Xingci hadn't followed the rules and his strength hadn't far exceeded expectations, he would have fallen into the trap carefully laid by the "big villain" in the story's correct development.

I still need to work harder at my training...

Qian Gu Zhangting and Qian Gu Xingci's rooms were next to each other, so the two prospective Blood Gods were still able to have a private dormitory. Qian Gu Xingci's reason was not fabricated; Qian Gu Zhangting did indeed have something to discuss with him.

Upon entering, he saw a young, unfamiliar figure, roughly the same age as Qian Gu Zhangting. The two were chatting animatedly, their arms around each other's shoulders.

“Brother Zhangting, I do have something I want to ask of you, but don’t worry, it’s absolutely nothing that crosses any lines, it’s something I can do with just a little effort.”

The sound of the door opening caught his attention, and the other person introduced himself enthusiastically: "I am Xue Jiu, it's a pleasure to meet you, brother. You are indeed a handsome man."

Qian Gu Xing Ci looked at the eager Xue Jiu and absentmindedly shook hands with him. When he came to his senses, he had already been pulled to the sofa.

"Please note that we are of the same generation, so we call him 'Little Uncle'," Qian Gu Zhangting corrected the mistake.

Xue Jiu scratched his head, feeling embarrassed. He had no qualms about calling Qian Gu Zhang Ting his brother. Although he was much older, they were both titled Douluo, so it was reasonable for him to humbly address him as "brother" when he needed something. However, he really couldn't bring himself to call Qian Gu Xing Ci a minor.

He originally intended to laugh it off and get away with it. He was the son of Xue Er, the nephew of Han Hai Douluo Chen Xinjie, who was a contemporary of Zhan Tian Douluo.

"Come on, call me uncle, call me grandpa!" Xue Jiu arrogantly pointed out.

Chapter 172 Blood Nine Requests Two-Player Battle, Hungry, Food

A smile is a form of politeness, but it can also be a warning.

Xue Jiu, who was pointing out the flaws in the situation, noticed the sudden awkward silence, silently suppressed his smile, and embarrassedly changed the subject.

"Let's not beat around the bush. Your awarding ceremony will take place tomorrow. If you intend to challenge me then, I hope you can grant me a trivial request."

The ritual for preparing the Blood God has a unique feature: regardless of whether one is confident or not, challenging the Blood God afterward is a long-standing tradition.

Aside from that little incident, Xue Jiu was gentle and warm-hearted, and Qian Gu Xing Ci didn't mind granting her a small request.

"How can we agree if Lord Xue Jiu doesn't tell us?" Qian Gu Xing Ci asked.

"I am the lowest-ranking Blood God. Each Blood God Ninth faces more challenges than all the other Blood Gods combined. Blood God Eight and Blood God Nine should be your choices. My request is... could you apply for a two-person battle?"

"Also, the duel regarding the succession of the Blood God won't be open to the public. After all, it wouldn't be good for the original Blood God to lose. But if both sides agree, the venue can be changed. If you're willing, I'll give each of you five thousand merit points as a reward afterward."

Qian Gu Xing Ci was quite shocked by this passage and tried hard to find information in the corners of his memory.

It seems that Xue Jiu likes Xue Ba, but Xue Ba believes that he will only get that opportunity after Xue Jiu's strength surpasses hers. Is this... creating an opportunity? He strongly suspects that Xue Jiu might be thinking of stopping the two of them by herself.

Upon receiving a signal from Qian Gu Xing Ci, Qian Gu Zhang Ting stood up and offered to see the guest out. After Xue Jiu repeatedly told him to think it over, Qian Gu Zhang Ting slammed the door shut.

"So, Uncle, should we grant... Xue Jiu's request?" Qian Gu Zhangting asked.

"If we really make that choice, helping out is no problem." Qian Gu Xing Ci looked up at the ceiling. "Zhang Ting, what did Xue Si and Xue Qi say?"