The Ultimate Reason for Destruction, Consuming the Seven Orifices

The sun was setting, and the city of Jincheng was shrouded in dusk.

Young Master Ling was about to go upstairs, and Ling Feng sent him off.

Everyone was worried, especially Young Master Ling, who saw his son about to leave his side, and felt a sense of reluctance.

"Young Master Ling, you've been working hard these past few days, haven't you?"

Young Master Ling patted Ling Feng's shoulder and smiled.

"The capital isn't what it used to be. What happened? Father hasn't lost yet!"

Ling Feng had a playful smile on his face, and his eyes were full of mischief.

"I know, Father. You've always been good to me. I'm not going to be complacent anymore. I'm going to work harder."

Young Master Ling coughed, took a small jade bottle from his hand, and handed it to Ling Feng.

"This is a spirit-raising pill. It's worth five thousand gold coins. You can take it with you."

"Thank you, Father."

"Little Feng, from now on, you'll have to take more care of yourself. Your brothers and sisters will all be in your eyes. Your father is very pleased."

He glanced at the somewhat desolate Ling Feng again.

"Little Feng, don't worry. Your uncle and aunt are doing well. Take care of them."

Ling Feng took out a golden elixir from his hand and handed it to Young Master Ling.

"Take this. This is your uncle and aunt's heartfelt wish. The Ling family is rich and powerful, and you can show off outside."

"If one day I'm tired, I'll come back to Jincheng and you'll be my home forever."

"Uncle Ling, this..."

Young Master Ling wanted to refuse.

"Take it!"

Young Master Ling insisted on stuffing the elixir into his hand.

"This is for your brothers and sisters, not for you."

He said with a smile, it was a gift and also a warning.

Young Master Ling no longer refused and took it with both hands.

"Thank you, Uncle Ling."

The setting sun cast a long shadow, and the tall back of Young Master Ling was filled with the anticipation of his father's return.

He felt relieved that his son could send off his friends, and his achievements might even surpass his own in the future.

Ling Feng walked to the front of the mansion and couldn't wait to play with the spirit-raising pill in his hand, opening his big mouth.

"Old man, I told you that you were too simple! I don't know when I'll be able to take the spirit-raising pill!"

Young Master Ling glanced at him and chuckled.

"Don't worry, keep it safe. Don't reveal it."

"The spiritual power in our bodies is still very weak. If a person with a heart finds out, it will be a disaster."

Ling Feng listened and immediately put away his smile.

He was not an idiot. He knew that he had to protect his cultivation and leave. The case of the demon invasion in Jincheng had already happened.

The southern part of the mansion was a mess.

A month later.

When the desolate wasteland appeared in front of him, the fatigue of the journey disappeared.

Ling Tuo arrived.

The scale of the city of Jincheng was four or five times larger than that of Jincheng. The tall city walls and the bustling city streets did not reflect its prosperity.

Even Ling Feng, the son of the city lord, couldn't help but be amazed by the scene that caught his eye.

The Dean of the Academy of Literature sent someone to the Academy of Literature to pick up Ling Tuo and fulfill his promise.

"Oh, isn't this the old dean! What are you doing here?"

At the entrance of the Academy of Literature, a slightly fat old man greeted the dean with a smile.

"You're here to pick up the guests, aren't you? You're looking for the right person."

Dean Ou laughed and patted the other party's shoulder.

"Old man Wang, I've brought you something good this year!"

He turned around and pushed Ling Feng behind him.

"Go, little one, go and see the King."

"King is good."

The King's Mansion was not small.

The King's Mansion looked up and down the imperial concubine, and the first impression was that she was a bit too young to be the King's long-term companion, and her temperament was too bland, not like the child of the Eight Banners.

"Old Eunuch, can you pick me a King's companion..."

The Imperial Physician smiled and patted him:

"Young Master, the Eight Banners, the Heavenly Spirit Power is not weak, the cultivation is a rare ice-attribute spirit beast, not long ago you just absorbed a spirit seed, now you are the twelfth rank of the Spirit Vein realm."

The King's Mansion's initial disdain disappeared, replaced by shock!

Eight Banners! Twelfth rank of the Spirit Vein realm! First Heavenly Sixth Rank!

These three items combined, the amount of pressure was not small, he was clearer than anyone!

Then look at Concubine Ling, only eighty percent of the Great Perfection, and now it is completely extinguished.

"Good! Good seedling! Truly a good seedling!"

He looked at Ling Yu next to Concubine Ling, and asked at the door:

"Who is this?"

"Concubine Yu, Eleventh Rank of the Spirit Vein realm, cultivation base is Spirit Power Rank Thirteen."

The Imperial Physician explained.

The King's Mansion was silent, and he was even more surprised.

Eleventh Rank of the Spirit Vein realm, becoming a Spirit Concubine, Heavenly Palace can only be considered average.

However, he still noticed Ling Yu's expression.

Spirit Seed of the year? That can be considered passing.

"Old King, then I will entrust my companion to you, and you must take good care of her."

"Relax! Relax!"

The King's Mansion patted his chest and assured, all his attention was on Concubine Ling.

"With me, the Old King, I guarantee her safety!"

The Imperial Physician bowed and retreated, and the King's Mansion eagerly began to explain the admission procedures to the two of them.

"Old Big Brother, you are so kind."

Ling Yu said gratefully.

"Heaven's will is unpredictable, and no one can predict it."

Concubine Ling smiled, and was tidying up her bedding.

"What is Heaven's Will? The cultivation of the Jingwei King is the fusion of the Jingwei King's heart, and all the courtyard suits are Heavenly Palace. The young master also has dozens of ranks. You, Old Big Brother, are not worth mentioning at all."

The two of them settled down, and after eating and drinking, they began to wander the streets of Jinghua City.

The streets of Jinghua were very wide, and the two of them bought a lot of daily necessities, and also went to find some medicinal herbs, especially those that helped to heal spiritual power.

In the merchant stalls opened in the Seven Dynasties, Concubine Ling took out the precious medicinal pills she had prepared, and received the highest courtesy, and all the goods were discounted by 70%, and she packed a large pile.

The second day, they arrived at the Imperial City.

On the Imperial City's viewing platform, the new disciples gathered together, looking at each other curiously.

"Big Brother, these people... aren't they all very weak?"

Ling Yu stood beside Concubine Ling, and said somewhat enviously.

"Relax."

Concubine Ling gently patted Ling Yu's hand.

"Even if you enter the Imperial Academy, at most it will be the Eleventh Rank, and it is unlikely to exceed the Twenty Rank of the Great Spirit Vein realm."

"Nineteen Rank, huh?"

Ling Yu's chest tightened.

"Then I'll go up, won't I be the same as those who are being rejected? Huh?"

Just then, a burst of laughter came from behind.

"You're scared, huh?"

A young man, several inches taller than Concubine Ling, walked up to her and looked down at her.

"Relax, little sister, I'll wait until I'm older than you, and I'll leave you behind."