Chapter 13 The Little Witch of the Qibao Glazed Sect

There was silence for a moment in the main hall of the Qibao Glazed Sect. The two titled Douluo were both admired by Ning Fengzhi for his wisdom and also surprised by Tang San's message.

In the end, it was Gu Rong who broke the calm, "Fengzhi, then why did you say that Tang San is Tang Hao's son, just because his surname is Tang?"

"Of course it's not that simple." Ning Fengzhi shook his head and fell into memories, "This involves a very famous thing in the soul master world."

"Six years ago, the news that the former Pope of Wuhun Palace took two major title Douluo to hunt the soul beast failed, and he was seriously injured and died by Haotian Douluo has spread to almost everyone."

"I was thinking at the time, what kind of soul beast requires such a large team to be dispatched? The most important thing is that it failed. Everyone was spreading the news that it was Tang Hao who defeated them and grabbed the soul beast, and then Become a Titled Douluo."

"But I think the order should be wrong. At that time, Tang Hao only had eight soul rings. No matter how powerful the Soul Douluo was, it was impossible to defeat three Titled Douluo. Therefore, the order should be that he became a Titled Douluo. Then, defeat them.”

"However, there is only one possibility for one Contra to defeat three titled Douluo!" Ning Fengzhi speculated.

"Sacrifice!" Chen Xin Gu Rong blurted out.

"That's right, only the soul beast takes the initiative to sacrifice can explain all this. I once conducted an investigation on Tang Hao and found that he once married a woman from the Martial Spirit Blue Silver Grass, and that was just before he was about to achieve the Title Fight. During Luo's critical period, I, who was ignorant at the time, laughed at him for being seduced by beauty, but now that I think about it, I'm afraid that woman was not a Blue Silver Grass soul master, but a soul beast that took the form of a hundred thousand-year-old Blue Silver Emperor!"

"Tang San, surnamed Tang, is exactly six years old, has a martial soul, Blue Silver Grass, and is gifted with full soul power. If there are too many coincidences, it is not a coincidence!" Ning Fengzhi said firmly.

Having said this, both Bone Douluo and Sword Douluo no longer had any doubts. Bone Douluo even said directly, "In this case, should we strangle that child in the cradle? Twin martial souls are born with full soul power. Once they grow up, Get up, I’m afraid neither the old swordsman nor I will be his opponent in the future!”

"No, although there are occasional fights between the three upper sects, in general, they are still on the same page. Haotian Douluo is so powerful that we have no reason to turn against him." Ning Fengzhi stopped him, "Besides, Gu Uncle, have you forgotten, Tang Hao has Tang San, and we also have Xiaotian."

Hearing this, Gu Rong calmed down and said, "That's right. Xiaotian's two terrifying martial arts spirits, not to mention the beads, are even the swords. They are not weaker than the Clear Sky Hammer."

"It's more than that!" Although Chen Xin cherished words like gold, his words were filled with confidence in Tianlin.

At this time, the child whom the three bosses trusted was hiding in his room, concentrating on practicing a new meditation method.

After the soul power circulated in the body for a long time, Tianlin opened his mouth and let out a breath of turbid air.

"What a powerful Wahuang meditation method. It not only speeds up soul power cultivation by almost half, but also has a purification effect. This saves me a lot of time in sorting out those miscellaneous soul powers." Tianlin opened his eyes and was extremely excited.

With the Wahuang Meditation Method plus the cultivation bonus of the Holy Spirit Bead, at his current cultivation speed, fourteen years can be equivalent to more than twenty-seven years of cultivation for an ordinary soul master with full innate soul power.

This immediately boosted his confidence. After all, what he lacked most now was time.

"I'm hungry, it's almost time for dinner!" Tianlin opened the door to the room and realized that it was already dark. He had been meditating all afternoon without knowing it.

It was already past dinner time, and the canteen might have been closed. Tianlin had no choice but to go to the orchard to pick fruits to eat.

Just as he left the room, several small figures sneaked behind him.

Tianlin came to the orchard, found ripe fruits and picked them, ready to wash them and cushion them to survive the night. At this moment, a long object flew over, and Tianlin, who sensed the danger, ducked sideways.

But the fruit in his hand fell down. At this time, another unknown object shot out, hitting the fruit and nailing it to the treetop.

Only then did Tianlin see clearly that this was actually a bone.

"Who is attacking me? Come out here?"

After Tianlin finished speaking, several figures walked out of the woods. The leader was Ning Rongrong, "Humph, come out as soon as you come out. I am still afraid of you."

"Little witch, what are you going to do, bully your fellow disciples for no reason?" Tianlin said teasingly.

"You dare to call me little witch, damn it. I will teach you a lesson today." Ning Rongrong winked at the people behind him, and they all stepped forward to surround Tianlin.

"Do you want to bully the minority?"

"Hmph, be afraid. I have been waiting for this opportunity for a long time. Because of you, Grandpa Jian is the first to attack me. Now I will give you another chance. As long as you agree to be my little follower, you will listen to me in the future. I will let you go today!" Ning Rongrong said proudly, this little kid really holds a grudge, and he still remembers the little things from the beginning.

Tianlin shook his head, "Sorry, it's the same sentence. I'm not in the habit of being a follower, so I still refuse."

"Damn it, you guys, teach him a lesson!" This was the second time in her life that she was rejected by someone, and it was the same person. She couldn't bear it anymore.

"Boy, don't blame us, who told you to offend Miss Rongrong!" said the leading boy. He was about eleven or twelve years old and had the highest soul power among them.

Tianlin looked at the person who was speaking and asked, "Did you shoot the bone just now?"

"That's right, my name is Gu Ran, a martial soul skeleton war horse, a level 22 assault type battle soul master!" Gu Ran introduced himself, and the two yellow soul rings on his body flashed.

"Gu Ran, I remember that Bone Douluo has no children?" Tianlin guessed whether this man and Bone Douluo were related by blood, and he might have to be gentler later.

"My Lord Mian and I are not related. I am just an orphan adopted by the Qibao Glazed Sect. Because I awakened the skeleton martial spirit, I was accepted as a registered disciple by Bone Douluo and joined the Imperial Hall." Gu Ran explained, "Boy , you are too young to be my opponent, I don’t want to do anything to you, as long as you agree to the conditions of the eldest lady, everyone will be in peace."

Gu Ran was still trying to persuade her, but Ning Rongrong couldn't wait any longer, "Gu Ran, why are you talking to that guy so much? Hurry up and beat him up."

"You have good intentions, but unfortunately, my martial soul is a sword, and my sword heart does not allow me to bow my head, so I can only live up to your kindness." As he said that, the soul ring on Tianlin's body lit up, and the magic sword had come to him hands.

"Tianlin, Wuhun Demon Suppressing Sword, level 15 attack type battle soul master, please give me some advice!"