"... use two and one Five Thousand Year Soul Ring Age Upgrade Card respectively."
As soon as the voice fell, a warm current instantly passed through Zhao Linchuan's body, spreading along the meridians to the limbs and bones.
His Soul Power slowly grew under the nourishment of this warm current. Although it was not large, it was solid and stable, like a trickle flowing into the sea.
He opened his eyes and glanced at his current status panel.
[Zhao Linchuan: Soul Power Level Level 89]
[Soul Ring Configuration(First Martial Soul): black, black, black, black, black, red, red, red]
[Soul Ring Configuration(Second Martial Soul): None]
'Hmm... not bad.'
Zhao Linchuan nodded with satisfaction. The configuration of five blacks and three reds was already unique in the mainland, at least no worse than his two wives.
'There are two more five-thousand-year Soul Ring Upgrade Card...'
Zhao Linchuan thought about it, Soul Ring Upgrade Card, it is best to use it at the critical point between one thousand years to ten thousand years, or between ten thousand years and one hundred thousand years.
You know, even if there is only one year difference between the two, the difference in skill effects brought by Soul Ring is worlds apart.
A Soul Ring that is 9,999 years old and a Soul Ring that is 10,000 years old. Although there is only one year difference, one is still purple and the other has turned black.
There is at least a fifty percent gap between the two.
'One is for the fourth Soul Ring of Dong'er, and the other one is for Second Soul Ring of Nong Yu.'
He allocated it silently in his mind, then paused and thought of Ling Yuan.
'As for Ling Yuan... I have given her a lot of good things in the past few days. I will give them to her when I get them again.'
Needless to say, Ling Yuan is really angry. She accepted all the things that Bibi Dong was unwilling to try before.
As for Zi Nu and Nong Yu, they are even more conservative. A threesome is the maximum they can accept.
Yan Lingji is a little better than the two of them because it is a fire attribute Soul Master, but it is not much better, not even as good as Bibi Dong.
'I'll go check on them in a few days. I don't know if Ling Ji is back...'
The next day.
morning.
"Eh--!"
A crisp phoenix call suddenly came from the cave, like a sharp knife cutting through the sky, echoing in the valley, startling a group of birds that were perched in the pine forest on the cliff.
Ling Yuan is sitting cross-legged on the ground, and Soul Ring, yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black and red, is surrounding her body up and down, rotating slowly.
"Yeah--!"
She opened her eyes in great surprise, and there was still a red aftertaste in her pupils, like two burning flames.
She couldn't wait to look at Zhao Linchuan in front of her. She looked like a bird that had just learned to fly and wanted to soar into the sky immediately.
"My Martial Soul Evolution is gone!"
"And my Soul Power Level has also reached level 89!"
She clenched her fists, feeling the surging power in her body, and the light in her eyes became a little brighter.
"One year! One year at most!"
"As long as I practice hard for another year, I can reach the state of Titled Douluo!"
As he spoke, Ling Yuan stood up happily, looking up and down at the man in front of him, his eyes full of complicated emotions.
Although I have suffered a lot in the past few days, compared with the benefits I have obtained, everything is worth it.
A Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone, a peerless Immortal Herb, and a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring. If it were in the past, she wouldn't even dare to think about these things.
Not to mention suffering for a few days, she would be willing to suffer for several years.
Of course, she knows her position very well. To put it bluntly, she is a lover, a shady lover.
After all, there are two young and beautiful women in his family, so it is impossible for him to take him back.
Those two, one is Holy Maiden from the Spirit Hall, and the future Pope.
One is the inheritor of the ancient gods, the future Limit Douluo.
They were standing in the clouds, and she was just a grass on the ground.
However, she is not disgusted with this identity, after all, she is so much older than him.
Although Soul Master's appearance cannot be judged by common sense, his true age is there.
If this was known to others, it might cause some rumors, and others would come to criticize her.
Instead of making yourself unhappy, it is better to be his lover quietly, appearing when he needs you and disappearing when he doesn't.
"Practice well." Zhao Linchuan casually drew another piece of pie, "I'll get you a hundred thousand year ninth Soul Ring later."
"By then, with the improvement of the ninth Soul Ring, you should be able to awaken domain-type skills."
"Really!"
Ling Yuan was so excited when he heard this, his eyes were so bright that they seemed to be glowing.
She licked her lips subconsciously, her action was a bit charming without knowing it, and she said teasingly:
"Sir... do you want to eat seafood?"
"You are so courageous." Zhao Linchuan stretched out his hand and pressed it on Ling Yuan's head. Ling Yuan took advantage of the situation and knelt down in front of him very sensibly, "You dare to let me eat seafood."
"Sir, please calm down..."
Ling Yuan raised his head and looked at Zhao Linchuan from bottom to top. His eyes were watery.
She rubbed it at first, and then with a thought, a physical clone dressed exactly like her appeared behind Zhao Linchuan.
"Ling Yuan... is just a prostitute... don't be like Ling Yuan."
Zhao Linchuan stroked Ling Yuan's hair. He took a deep breath and his voice was a little suppressed.
"Don't expose your strength for the time being... When you go back, I will teach you a... method to hide Soul Ring when you release Soul Skill."
"When will you become Titled Douluo... when will you show your strength again... so as not to be targeted by interested people."
"Ling Yuan... understand." Ling Yuan said in a vague tone, "Ling Yuan... will hide... himself from now on."
After saying that, with a thought in her mind, the 'Ling Yuan' standing behind Zhao Linchuan also slowly knelt down.
Under attack from two sides, Zhao Linchuan's hand supporting Ling Yuan's head trembled slightly, his fingertips tightened, and he grabbed a handful of her long, silky hair.
He suppressed his voice and said with a trembling body:
"Ling Yuan... You are usually at home alone, and you read those story books a lot, right...?"
At the same time.
Dengfeng small county.
This is a small county town located in a mountain basin, surrounded by mountains on all sides, with a not-so-wide river winding through the city.
The city wall is not high, the blue bricks are mottled, and it looks a bit old.
The streets in the city are not very wide, but they are quite neat. There are many shops on both sides, and wine flags and tea streamers are fluttering in the wind.
It was in the afternoon, and the sun was gradually turning westward. Zhao Yuanzhou drove a carriage and came here with his godmother and future daughter-in-law.
He sat on the shaft of the carriage, holding the reins with one hand and resting on his knees with the other. He curled his lips and glanced at the shops and pedestrians on both sides of the street.