Star Luo Empire - Dragon Rising City
"Respectfully seeing off His Highness the Holy Son."
Outside a courtyard, a robust old man led a large group of people to see Wu Ling off.
The old man had a face as red as a jujube, and his short hair, as thin as steel needles, had turned gray, but his complexion was still ruddy, and his large, bright eyes were piercing.
Needless to say, this old man was one of Wu Ling's targets this time, Niu Gao, the patriarch of the Defense Clan.
Niu Gao already harbored deep resentment towards the Clear Sky Sect, but in his heart, the Spirit Hall was no better, so he initially rejected the Wu Ling's offer to recruit him.
However, after Wu Ling "inadvertently" revealed the blood-stained tokens of the Strength Clan and the Speed Clan, he fought with Wu Ling again. At that time, lying on the ground with a bruised and swollen face, he thought it over carefully and finally decided that although the Spirit Hall was not very good, Wu Ling was a good person. Therefore, just like in the original work, he acted only to be loyal to Wu Ling personally, and not to the Spirit Hall.
Wu Ling didn't care about this; if they weren't loyal, he could just kill them, and if they were loyal, one more Soul Douluo wouldn't be a big deal.
Back in the Soul Guidance Vehicle, Wu Ling rubbed his wrist. "Not bad. This level of defense is comparable to Huyan Zhen, who has become Titled Douluo. But it's a pity it's only defense. The Defense Clan, like the Speed Clan, has the same weakness: their attack power is too weak."
Wu Ling picked up Ju Zi from the plate and began peeling it, reflecting on the journey. Now, only the Breaking Clan remained, because Wu Ling had received a message from Xiao Lan the day before she came here.
The information said that Lou Gao, the president of the Craftsman Association, had been obsessed with researching Spirit Tool. When they arrived, they didn't need any extra conversation; they simply took out Handgun and its manufacturing blueprints, claiming that as long as one submitted, one could obtain more blueprints. As a result, the guy agreed without saying a word, and things went incredibly smoothly.
In conclusion, with the Li and Min clans wiped out, and the Defense Clan and the Craftsman Association subjugated, the only remaining target for this mission is the Breaking Clan Breaking Clan, which is also a clan that Wu Ling is focusing on.
After all, even Wu Ling have never seen a martial Martial Soul with a Spirit Ring on its own before. Moreover, compared to the Min and Yu clans, which have major flaws, if the Breaking Clan were to participate in the sect competition, they would surely have a place among the Lower Four Sects.
Because in the established setting, even considering all Titled Douluo, Yang Wudi's attack power would rank among the top three in the Soul Master World.
However, this kind of setting is just for show. After all, as far as Wu Ling knows, there are several people with higher attack power than him. In the original work, Yang Wudi did fight She Long, who was a titled Soul Douluo, to a standstill as Titled Douluo. This is a real record. So, during the journey, Wu Ling gradually recalled the information about the Breaking Clan.
In the original work, the relationship between the Breaking Clan and the Clear Sky Sect was relatively distant, and because they kept their family's medicines extremely secret, the former sect leader of the Clear Sky Sect had once been dissatisfied with them.
After Tang Hao clashed with the Spirit Hall, the Clear Sky Sect expelled Tang Hao from the sect and closed the sect. The Breaking Clan also broke away from the Clear Sky Sect. Subsequently, the Breaking Clan was attacked by the Spirit Hall, and the clan suffered nearly half its losses. It has never been able to recover its strength. Yang Wudi's only son died tragically in this battle, and his younger brother Yang Wushuang was also captured by the Spirit Hall. As a result, the Breaking Clan harbored deep resentment towards both the Clear Sky Sect and the Spirit Hall.
"I remember that Yang Wudi's younger brother, Yang Wushuang, has already joined the Spirit Hall. In that case, this could be a good breakthrough point..."
After another week, Wu Ling arrived in the city where the Breaking Clan lived. However, unlike his previous visit to the Defense Clan, this time he first went to the local Martial Soul Branch Hall and then picked up someone.
"Greetings, Your His Highness the Holy Son." Yang Wushuang knelt on one knee before the Soul Guidance Vehicle.
"Okay, get in. You probably know why I called you here." Wu Ling waved for him to get in the car, and put a segment of Ju Zi in her mouth with her other hand.
Yang Wushuang respectfully boarded the carriage, then cautiously replied, "I know a little about it. It's for the sake of the Breaking Clan, isn't it? If the Holy Son has any questions about the Breaking Clan, please feel free to ask me."
"Problem? No, I'm a bit of averse to trouble. I know your Breaking Clan's focus is on attack and medicine, so when I get there, I'll first have Douluo I verbal Douluo I with Yang Wudi. After that, you'll need to persuade him. If he agrees, I'll give him some good stuff, and we'll all be happy. If he doesn't agree..."
At this point, Wu Ling patted Yang Wushuang on the shoulder reassuringly, "You will need to take charge of the great cause of reviving the family."
Upon hearing Wu Ling's words, Yang Wushuang felt a slight soreness on both sides of her lower back, which she figured was probably from taking the wrong medicine during the drug trial a few days ago.
Just then, the Soul Guidance Vehicle suddenly braked sharply. Wu Ling and Yang Wushuang were unharmed by the swaying Soul Guidance Vehicle, but the shouts coming from outside disturbed Wu Ling's interest.
"Ouch, that hurts so much! I bumped into someone! Come quick, someone's been hit!"
Wu Ling tilted her head and asked, "What happened?"
"Someone suddenly ran in front of the car and fell down, but... but I definitely didn't hit him!" the driver said nervously and nervously.
"Is this some kind of staged accident scam? I can't believe there are people like this in cars that have only been around for a few years." A flash of disgust crossed Wu Ling's eyes.
Then his gaze fell on Yang Wushuang. " Yang Wushuang, go down and check on that guy's injuries. If they're real, pay him some money; if they're fake, just kill him."
"Yes."
As Yang Wushuang got out of the car, the words from the man in front changed. "Do you know who I am? I am a disciple of the Flying Sword Sect! How dare you bump into a disciple of our Flying Sword Sect? Let me tell you, this matter won't end until you pay compensation!"
Through the car window, Wu Ling saw Yang Wushuang bend down, seemingly checking her. A moment later, a scream rang out, followed by a series of screams that reached Wu Ling's ears.
" Your His Highness the Holy Son, it has been confirmed that the person was faking it." Yang Wushuang said, standing outside the carriage, and then respectfully placed a head in front of Wu Ling's carriage.
Wu Ling didn't even glance at them, but instead summoned Ghost Douluo and Chrysanthemum Douluo directly.
" Your His Highness the Holy Son, what do you need us for?"
" The Flying Sword Sect, I remember, is one of the Lower Four Sects, right?"
"Yes, Your His Highness the Holy Son, their sect leader is a Soul Power Level ..." Yue Guan wanted to continue, but was interrupted by Wu Ling.
"It doesn't matter, we're all going to die today anyway, so please, elders, help us kill him."
Yue Guan and Gui Mei exchanged a glance, then Yue Guan spoke up, " Your His Highness the Holy Son, the other Soul Douluo are fine, but he is, after all, one of the Lower Four Sects."
"So?" Wu Ling looked at Yue Guan expressionlessly. Under Wu Ling's silent gaze, a slightly unnatural expression appeared on Yue Guan's face. She opened her mouth, but in the end, she compromised.
"Understood, Your His Highness the Holy Son."