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

As for Dugu Yan, she returned to Tiandou City yesterday. There was no other reason; her body probably couldn't take it anymore and she needed some time to recuperate.

There's nothing we can do about it. Below the title Douluo level, apart from the exceptional case of Blue Silver Emperor Ah Yin, very few people can absorb a large amount of the life essence within Dong Qing's body.

how to say.

This is just like eating.

One bowl is enough to make you feel a little full.

I ate two bowls and felt half full.

I ate three bowls and I was full.

One bowl is not enough, two bowls are too little, three bowls are just right.

The problem is that Dugu Yan is a greedy woman; she will force herself to eat five or six bowls of rice, no matter how hard she tries.

Sure enough, within just a few days, his body couldn't take it anymore.

"Your Highness Dongqing, don't joke around, I don't sell myself."

Niu Xiaomei glanced at Ye Lingling and Ye Ruyin beside Dong Qing, as if she could see countless gold soul coins on the mother and daughter.

However, she also knew that with her own abilities, she had no way to force the mother and daughter to do anything they didn't want to do.

But she still couldn't resist; these were golden soul coins!

Just like now.

Information about Ye Lingling and Ye Ruyin inadvertently surfaced in Niu Xiaomei's mind.

The Nine-Heart Begonia Martial Soul is the number one healing Martial Soul in the world. It is passed down from generation to generation to a single female, not male. At most, there are two Soul Masters who possess the Nine-Heart Begonia Martial Soul in the present era.

By the time it came to Ye Lingling's generation, she was already the nineteenth generation successor.

Ye Ruyin, Ye Lingling's biological mother, is the eighteenth generation owner of the Nine Heart Begonia Martial Soul. Now she is a distinguished guest of the Silves Kingdom under the Heaven Dou Empire.

Generally speaking, she doesn't make a move easily, unless it's the three upper sects, the royal families of the two great empires, or the high-ranking members of the Spirit Hall. She basically ignores everyone else.

Moreover, even if someone were to pay a high price to hire her, the fee would be as high as one million gold soul coins per transaction, which is more than an ordinary person could earn in a lifetime.

Simply unleashing a healing-type soul skill to replenish someone's life force can earn you a million gold soul coins.

Thinking about this...

Niu Xiaomei felt a stirring within her, an urge to kidnap the mother and daughter.

of course.

This impulse could only remain deep within one's heart. The reason is simple: not everyone is Tang San, who risked his life to steal the Xuan Tian Treasure Record in his past life and is now risking his life to intercept and kill Xiao Wu.

You only have one life; once it's gone, it's gone forever.

Tang San has set an example for many brave individuals who attempt to steal and ambush. He proved with his own life that anyone who dares to harm Dong Qing's people will pay the price with their life.

“I’m not kidding, Niu Xiaomei. I know and I understand your real purpose in harassing me these past few days, even going so far as to mobilize the local forces of Hanhai City to harass me.”

Dong Qing waved to Ye Lingling, who sensibly pulled her mother, Ye Ruyin, away. She knew that what followed was something that was not convenient to hear.

"What harassment? This is not harassment. I just had them deliver a gift to Your Highness Dongqing."

Niu Xiaomei looked aggrieved and acted coquettishly, appearing delicate and charming, completely unlike her usual shrewish temper. She looked just like a gentle and kind younger sister.

"Gifts... Little Sister Niu, do you think I lack those mundane things?" Dong Qing said disdainfully.

"A woman?" Niu Xiaomei asked tentatively.

"You're sending yourself off?" Dong Qing retorted.

"A rare ancient soul tool, a precious ten-thousand-year-old soul bone? Your Highness Dongqing, which do you prefer? Or perhaps, you want them all?"

Niu Xiaomei didn't respond to Dong Qing's question; instead, she raised another one.

"Stop beating around the bush. Do you remember what I said before, about making money from money without doing anything and just lying down?" Dong Qing said impatiently.

“Your Highness Dongqing, if you truly don’t sell yourself, just say so if you can guarantee to take responsibility for me. I do like money, but I will never bow down for it.”

Niu Xiaomei's eyes were a little red, and she was a bit emotional.

She admitted that she really likes money and enjoys the feeling of making it.

But I absolutely dislike being insulted with money!!!

Making money while lying down without doing anything—isn't that just a sex trade?

She loves money, but she's not cheap.

At this moment, they noticed that Niu Xiaomei's mood was off.

Dong Qing stroked his slightly stubbled chin. He felt that this woman seemed to have misunderstood the meaning of his words.

“Little Sister Niu, I feel… you might be overthinking it,” Dong Qing said hesitantly.

"Hmph, you're overthinking it. You think you can insult me ​​with money? Dream on. I'll never agree to that."

Niu Xiaomei shouted loudly, her true nature almost out of control.

How did I insult you with money?

Dong Qing was a little confused. Did he mean that in what he just said?

"Dongqing, dare you say you didn't!"

Niu Xiaomei stood up and put her hands on her hips.

“That wasn’t true just now, but since you keep saying it like that, I feel like I’d be doing myself a disservice if I didn’t insult you a little.”

Dong Qing glared at Niu Xiaomei, and then the gravity field unfolded. The range was neither too big nor too small, and the sudden arrival of thirty times the invisible gravity enveloped Niu Xiaomei's entire body.

The gravity field was lifted approximately ten minutes later.

Dong Qing lay smugly on the sofa, with Niu Xiaomei sitting beside him, covering her face while looking at herself in the mirror from left to right, her expression growing increasingly serious.

"Dongqing... if I weren't outmatched by you, I really want to..."

Niu Xiaomei felt immense pressure on her chest, which kept heaving, and she kept wiping her face with her delicate hands.

"Thinking about it won't help." Dong Qing shrugged.

"Dongqing, you bastard, why don't you just die!"

Furious, Niu Xiaomei lowered her hands and pounced, landing directly on Dongqing's waist.

"Haha, Little Sister Niu, the little turtle on your face is quite cute."

Dong Qing lay on the sofa, laughing heartily. He found this woman quite interesting.

"Laugh at me... I'm going to kill you!"

Niu Xiaomei grabbed Dong Qing by the neck, but the rationality that kept coming from the depths of her mind prevented her from using any force from beginning to end.

in fact.

Even if she really exerted force, it wouldn't matter. Dong Qing's physical body was constantly getting stronger, and it was simply impossible for her to break through his defenses.

Moreover.

She doesn't have much strength; one slap from Dongqing and she'd be powerless.

Do it when you think of it.

Dong Qing slapped the round, fat mound below Niu Xiaomei's lower back. Niu Xiaomei stiffened, but ultimately did not release Dong Qing's hands from her neck.

Well, he miscalculated; this cow is really stubborn.

at the same time.

Enraged and humiliated, Niu Xiaomei had clearly lost her temper and leaned down to bite Dong Qing's shoulder.

pity.....

It's not broken, the defense is intact, not a single bit of defense is breached.

Even though she used all her strength, she only left two rows of teeth marks, and there wasn't even a red mark on her shoulder.

Even the two rows of teeth marks only prove that the eagle's skin is at a normal level of flexibility, not steel.

no way.

Although Dong Qing now spends no more than four hours a day cultivating the Undying Scripture, this does not affect his own strength and the gradual growth of his pure bloodline.

And as Dugu Yan herself said.

People are more mad than people.

Dong Qing can cultivate for a few hours and still be stronger than others who cultivate for several months. And this is only because he cultivates his soul power through meditation, not including the power and bloodline growth from cultivating the Undying Scripture.

If we include Dongqing's growth in cultivating the Undying Scripture...

He can withstand a nuclear bomb with his bare body, but it's uncertain whether he can, since there are no nuclear bombs on the Douluo Continent.

Furthermore, as cautious as Dongqing is, he certainly wouldn't risk his life for such a dangerous test.

But he was certain that if it was just a matter of using his body to withstand the missile, there shouldn't be any major problems.

.......

"Let go, loosen your grip, and get up."

Done.

Dongqing then slapped Niu Xiaomei hard on the round, fat mound below her lower back.

"Dongqing, you bastard, hurry up and wipe the ink off my face."

Niu Xiaomei clenched her teeth and wouldn't let go, her voice sounding muffled.

"So that's what you were worried about. The ink on your face has a time limit; the little turtle on it will disappear naturally in a while." Dong Qing sighed and rubbed his forehead.

After painstakingly pulling Niu Xiaomei down, Dong Qing said seriously, "Stop fooling around, Niu Xiaomei, become my follower. You've been looking for me these past few days, trying to get closer to me. I understand you, and I believe you. You must know something to keep searching for me so persistently."

"That's right. You corrupt and powerful people who started out with dirty money have an illegitimate foundation. In the upcoming campaign against organized crime, you will all be the criminal forces that are cleansed and eradicated."

“I can help you, and I can help your brother, but you must promise me that from now on you will do business honestly and never touch the auction of slaves again.”

In Dongqing's eyes, black and white are not absolutely defined.

Black can be white, and white can be black. Black and white can also be mixed together to become gray. This world is inherently a gray that is neither black nor white, and at the same time, it is where the true balance of humankind lies.