Thanks to Young Master Xiao Chen

"Qing Lin, how are you feeling now?" Xiao Ding asked.

"Ever since Young Master helped me improve my strength, I have been feeling excellent."

"That is good." Xiao Ding nodded.

Qing Lin turned her head, her eyes filled with gratitude as she looked at Xiao Chen.

"Young Master, thank you."

"No need." Xiao Chen said.

Qing Lin lowered her head, the corners of her mouth curling slightly upward.

The entire hall suddenly fell silent, though it was still evident that the brothers Xiao Ding and Xiao Li were in shock.

Xiao Chen did not say anything, and just as he was about to sit down, a system notification suddenly popped up before his eyes.

[Daily copy opportunity has refreshed. Would you like to perform a copy?]

Noticing the prompt on the system panel, the corners of Xiao Chen's mouth curled up, and he immediately laughed with excitement.

Copy immediately, he said in his heart.

[Copy target is being randomly selected----]

[Copy successful.]

[Congratulations to the Host for obtaining the movement Dou Technique, Three Thousand Lightning Movement.]

The moment the system notification faded, a massive surge of information flooded into his mind.

Three Thousand Lightning Movement, Earth-tier movement Dou Technique.

Its speed is as fast as lightning; once unleashed, it is almost impossible for the naked eye to track.

Xiao Chen closed his eyes, sensing the information within his mind.

The cultivation method for Three Thousand Lightning Movement and the circulation path for Dou Qi all appeared with perfect clarity.

It felt as if he had already been practicing it for decades.

Xiao Ding looked at Xiao Chen's expression, feeling somewhat puzzled.

"Xiao Chen, what is wrong?"

Opening his eyes, he shook his head, "Nothing."

Xiao Ding did not think much of it, sat back down in his chair, picked up his teacup, and took a sip.

Xiao Li sat to the side, looking at Qing Lin, his eyes filled with emotion.

"Qing Lin, your current strength is already greater than many mercenaries."

Qing Lin looked up at Xiao Li, "Really?"

"Of course it is true." Xiao Li said, "A five-star Dou Practitioner is no longer considered weak in Shimo City."

A smile appeared on Qing Lin's face.

From childhood to the present, she had always been the target of bullying.

No one had ever said such things to her before.

"Keep working hard." Xiao Ding said, "You will surely become even stronger in the future."

Qing Lin nodded vigorously.

Xiao Chen sat to the side, watching the changes in Qing Lin, and felt very satisfied in his heart.

This girl's talent was indeed excellent.

With the blessing of the Triple Jade-Green Snake Flower Pupils, her cultivation speed far exceeded that of ordinary people.

Coupled with the help of the Foundation Building Spirit Liquid, it would not be long before she could break through to become a Dou Grandmaster.

Perhaps even a Dou Ling.

Thinking of this, the corners of his mouth curled slightly upward.

On the system panel, the copy progress for Three Thousand Lightning Movement was complete.

Now he just needed to find a time to test the power of this Dou Technique.

An Earth-tier movement Dou Technique should not disappoint him.

Xiao Li stood up and walked over to Xiao Chen.

"Xiao Chen, what level has your strength reached exactly?"

Looking at him, he thought for a moment and decided to tell the truth.

"Seven-star Dou Emperor."

Xiao Li's hand trembled, and he nearly lost his footing.

"Seven-star Dou Emperor----" he muttered to himself, his voice shaking.

Xiao Ding sat in his chair with his teacup in hand, not taking a single sip for a long time.

Seven-star Dou Emperor.

In the entire Jia Ma Empire, aside from Queen Medusa, only a handful of people possessed the strength to reach this realm.

Furthermore, Xiao Chen was only fifteen or sixteen years old.

His future achievements would be limitless.

"Xiao Chen, what are your plans for the future?" Xiao Ding asked.

Xiao Chen looked at him. "I will stay here for a while first."

"And then?"

"We shall see," Xiao Chen said.

Xiao Ding nodded and did not ask further.

Xiao Li walked back to his chair and sat down, looking at Xiao Chen with eyes full of complex emotions.

This cousin was no longer an existence he could comprehend.

Outside the main hall, Qing Lin stood at the doorway, gazing at the distant sky.

Sunlight spilled onto her face, making those tiny scales shimmer.

In the past, she had hated these scales the most, feeling they were a mark of shame.

Now, she did not hate them so much.

Young Master was right; she was not a person of ill omen.

One day, she would become very strong.

Strong enough to help Young Master, instead of always being protected by him.