Douluo Continent: My Martial Soul is the Ten Ferocious Heavenly Horned Ant

The farmer smiled again and said, "Of course it's important. Abstaining from taxes means that as long as we rural people at the bottom of society don't slack off when we work and there are no uncontrollable natural or man-made disasters, we will definitely have surplus grain every year, and our lives will get better and better."

"By the way, in the newspaper founded by His Highness Dongqing, your father once saw this sentence: 'Under the whole heaven, all land belongs to the king; on the shores of the earth, all people are subjects of the king.'"

"In the vast Heaven Dou Empire, only our Holy Soul Village has the privilege of being exempt from taxes. Of course, if it weren't for Prince Dongqing fighting for this right for us ordinary people, our Holy Soul Village would never have had the opportunity to be exempt from taxes."

"Exempting a remote and sparsely populated village from taxes may be just a matter of a word for His Highness Dongqing, but for us it is a matter of life and death."

In the end, the farmer was quite emotional, as he never expected the Soul Masters who left to give back to their hometown.

His decades of life experience told him that most ordinary people, after becoming Soul Masters, categorize themselves as belonging to the aristocratic class and never remember that they were once born into humble circumstances.

"Dad, according to you, Prince Dongqing is really a good person!" the little boy said, his eyes wide.

Hearing his son praise Dongqing.

I don't know why.

The farmer suddenly thought of his wife, who would often stare blankly at the portrait of Dongqing. He suddenly felt that the sun hat on his head was turning green.

"Dongqing isn't as good as you think. He was mischievous when he was little, and Dad didn't really like him. But we never expected that he would be a man who never forgets his original aspirations. After successfully leaving this remote village, he never forgot us uncles and aunts."

The farmer had originally intended to complain a bit, but in the end, he changed his tune and offered a word of praise.

Without him.

The mere exemption of the entire village from taxes was enough for him to erect a monument to Dongqing's longevity. He simply couldn't bring himself to speak ill of Dongqing against his conscience.

no way.

The lower one is in society, the more one likes to talk about conscience. They never want to owe anyone anything, and even if the world has wronged them, they will not blame the world.

As for those who abandon their conscience and only want to climb the social ladder, they will not be at the bottom of society unless they are extremely unlucky.

Of course, most people in this world are those who have some conscience, but there aren't many of them, like Dong Qing, who is one of those people.

simply put.

Dong Qing is similar to an ordinary person, but he is also extraordinary and can be described as very special.

"Dad, I heard that two people have left our village."

"That person! His name is Tang San, a strange little kid, not very likable."

"Dad, why is that?"

"It's hard to put into words. Unlike Dongqing, who is mischievous but not particularly annoying, Tang San, despite his mature personality and ability to take care of his alcoholic father at a young age, is truly unlikable. To be honest, Tang San is the kind of person who makes people feel disgusted from the bottom of their hearts."

"Dad, I don't understand..."

"If you don't understand, that's fine. When the Tang family father and son suddenly moved away from Holy Soul Village, I thought that drunkard Tang Hao had gone crazy. But when your father was making farm tools, he bumped into him at a blacksmith shop in Notting City and discovered that his son, Tang San, possessed innate soul power and was studying at the Notting City Junior Soul Master Academy."

While the farmer and the little boy were talking, on the other side, there was a very young mother and daughter.

"Girl, do you know where the current Holy Son of the Spirit Hall comes from?"

“Mom, I know, I know, he comes from our Holy Soul Village.”

"Yes, he's a promising young man." The young mother nodded in satisfaction.

However, the little girl's next words almost made a little boy who had just walked by jump up in fright.

"Mom, I also know that his name is Dong Qing. He is the person you often talk about in your dreams. I often hear you whispering to yourself, saying that you should have won over Dong Qing earlier, because now he is the Holy Son's wife!"

After saying this, the little girl, oblivious to the danger, tilted her head back, waiting for her mother to praise her for being clever and quick-witted.

Logically speaking...

This little girl spoke recklessly; she's definitely going to get a beating.

But the young mother had no time to pay attention to such a trivial matter; she stared blankly at the little boy who had just walked in.

"Dongqing... Is what the newspapers said true? You really turned back into the way you looked when you were six years old?"

"Sister Huiru, I have something to do. See you again sometime."

Dongqing lifted her small foot that had just taken a step, and then quickly left this place of trouble.

Ten minutes later.

Holy Soul Village, south of the village, beneath a towering tree.

Dong Qing looked at the Martial Soul Branch Hall in the center of the village and shook his head slightly. He had originally wanted to observe the Martial Soul Awakening Ceremony, but he had to give up the idea.

As for that so-called Sister Huiru, Dongqing actually knew a lot of her. Back then, in Holy Soul Village, he knew not only girls his age, but also girls several years older than him.

Which of these women didn't have feelings for Dong Qing? It's just that Dong Qing didn't give them the chance. After awakening his martial soul at the age of six, he quickly followed Ju Huaguan and became a yo-yo.

Dongqing had no choice but to play with these infatuated girls.

Not to mention the old friends from Holy Soul Village.

these years.

As Dong Qing's fame spread throughout the mainland, more and more women fell in love with him, numbering in the tens of thousands. It was impossible for him to reciprocate their feelings.

Does he really fall in love with every single woman he sees?

Dong Qing isn't that bad!

Now, the only thing Dongqing can do is to appease the women around him. As for those who like him one-sidedly, all he can do in the end is apologize.

......

While pondering.

Another ten minutes or so passed.

Unbeknownst to him, Dongqing fell asleep under the big tree, bathed in the warm and comfortable sunlight.

"Xiaoqing, wake up, come home and eat!" a familiar voice rang out.

“I’m back, Grandpa Jack,” Dongqing said instinctively, rubbing his eyes.

But the next moment.

After Dongqing stood up and his consciousness slowly returned, he looked at the old man in front of him with kind eyes.

Originally feeling apprehensive about returning home, he no longer felt embarrassed and immediately rushed towards the old man in front of him, his small body embracing the aged one.

“Grandpa Jack, I’m back,” Dongqing said softly.

"It's good that you're back, it's good that you're back. I'm relieved to see that Xiaoqing is alright. Come back with me for dinner. I made your favorite braised pork ribs."

Village Chief Jack stretched out his slightly aged hands and gently ruffled Dongqing's fluffy hair, a hint of vicissitude in his cloudy eyes.

It benefits from the invisible blessing of the thousand-year-old willow wood scepter.

At this moment, Village Chief Jack was in good spirits. Although he was over eighty years old, he looked no different from a man in his fifties or sixties.

Even with the invisible blessing of a divine plant like the heartwood of a thousand-year-old willow tree.

Dong Qing could still sense that the kind old man in front of him was nearing the end of his life; the thousand-year-old willow heartwood could at most allow him to die peacefully without illness or pain.

It's not that the thousand-year-old willow heart is merely a hollow name; it's just that mortal bodies have limits, and as long as the level of life doesn't evolve, dying peacefully in one's sleep is the best end for mortals.

It's not that Dongqing is unwilling to part with its own blood, but rather that mortals simply lack the ability to absorb the blood of pure-blooded Skyhorn Ants.

When Blue Silver Emperor Ah Yin absorbed Dong Qing's blood, the pure-blooded Heavenly Horned Ant blood, whose bloodline awakening level was only about 20%, almost burned her to ashes.

Dongqing's bloodline awakening has now reached 50%, and its bloodline strength has been greatly enhanced, even surpassing the bloodline strength of the first pure-blooded Skyhorn Ant that existed since the beginning of time.

Nowadays, let alone absorbing it, if any mortal dares to touch Dongqing's blood, they might just turn into ashes.

Many things are not that we are unwilling, but that we are unable to do them.

the most important is.

Dongqing understood that Village Chief Jack had wanted to leave this world for a long time, to find his former wife. His only concern in this world was himself.

Seeing that he was living a good life and that his time was coming to an end, he may soon die peacefully in his old age.

This is also why Dong Qing didn't dare to go back directly after returning to Holy Soul Village. After wandering around for a long time, he didn't expect that he would still be found by Village Chief Jack under the big tree.

To tell the truth.

The last time Dongqing obtained the thousand-year-old willow heart, he dared not return, also because he was afraid that Village Chief Jack would die prematurely.

But... he will eventually come back to see it again; it's impossible for him to never come back in this lifetime.

【A Celestial Plant - Thousand-Year-Old Willow Heartwood】

Owner: Village Chief Jack.

[Originally a gift from the Silver Dragon King Gu Yuena, it has now been forged into a scepter.]

It is said to be the heartwood of a thousand-year-old willow tree, but in reality, the heartwood of a thousand-year-old willow tree can only be found in the core area of ​​the Star Dou Great Forest. It is an extremely rare and precious natural treasure.

Putting aside its rarity, in terms of value alone, it is in no way inferior to the divine herbs of the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well.

It can cure all diseases by smelling it, and it can prolong life by eating a small bite.

.......

Holy Soul Village, the village chief's house.

At a simple table sat an old man and a young boy. The old man looked ruddy-faced, while the young boy kept picking at the braised pork ribs on his plate with his chopsticks.

"Grandpa, how did you know I was under that big tree?" Dongqing asked curiously.

"Because Xiaoqing used to love sunbathing under that big tree. Knowing you were back, Grandpa knew right away that you were secretly hiding there sunbathing," said Village Chief Jack kindly.

"Didn't I sneak back? I didn't bring anyone with me, and I didn't notify anyone," Dong Qing asked, puzzled.

“Other places might not recognize you now, as their knowledge of you mainly comes from the news and newspapers. But this is the village where you grew up. From the moment you stepped into the village, you were recognized,” Village Chief Jack explained.

"Everyone still remembers me?" Dong Qing couldn't help but scratch the back of his head.

“Xiao Qing, you helped all the villagers of Holy Soul Village to be exempt from heavy taxes. Who in the village can forget you?” Village Chief Jack asked in return.

"Grandpa, I grew up in the village, this is what I should do," Dongqing said, scratching his head sheepishly.

Chapter 560, Yu Niang will never leave Xiao Qing!

Dongqing enjoyed the meal very much, but his feelings were also quite complicated.

It is abnormal for an elderly person to have such a ruddy complexion, because it represents a kind of final burst of energy before death.