Even the stern-faced Old Ma raised his cup high and laughed as he celebrated the grand occasion.
After rounds of wine and course after course of food.
Xiao Hongchen asked the question he cared about most. "Meng, your Martial Soul? How did it complete its evolution? I can feel it. Such an oppressive, powerful Divine Beast aura."
Meng Hongchen looked at Qin Fang, as if asking whether she could tell them. Qin Fang smiled and recounted this fortuitous encounter to them, drawing bursts of exclamations from the crowd.
"Ah, there's actually such a miraculous place?"
"If I'd known, I would've gone with Qin Fang to add my Soul Ring too."
"This is what you call fortune. You can only encounter it, not seek it."
After Old Ma finished listening, he sighed and said, "Even a Limit Douluo like Lord Long Xiaoyao couldn't find the entrance. Us? We definitely have even less of a chance."
Ma Rulong and the others asked with shining eyes, "Qin Fang? What benefits did you get?"
Qin Fang smiled mysteriously. "Don't be impatient. Tomorrow, if we draw the individual Elimination Tournament, I'll go up and try to sweep all seven."
Ma Rulong frowned slightly. "Qin Fang, isn't that too risky? Today, Meng Hongchen already exposed quite a few trump cards. If you go up too, what if you reveal too much? It won't be good for our later arrangements."
Old Ma went bang, rapping Ma Rulong on the head as he said, "Everything will follow Qin Fang's arrangements. This kid knows what he's doing."
Ma Rulong: Why am I always the one who gets hurt?
Xiao Hongchen felt very lonely. The former number one genius of the Sun Moon Royal Soul Engineer Academy? Now he had fallen to third place.
That night.
Meng Hongchen quietly knocked