aircannonsinc Chapter 373 The Chirping Purple Sparrows; Black Gloves That Don't Need to Care About Their Repu
Chapter 373 The Chirping Purple Sparrows; Black Gloves That Don't Need to Care About Their Repu
Gu Yue glanced at Zi Ji again and reminded her, "And from now on, you'd better rein in all your little schemes."
Remember not to use overly obvious bloodline fluctuations, lest the laws here reveal our true identities.
Upon hearing this, Zi Ji's heart tightened, and she quickly lowered her head, respectfully replying, "Yes, my lord. I understand."
Following the receptionist girl, Huo Yuhao made several turns and soon arrived at a rather secluded room.
In the center of the room stands a circular stone platform engraved with various intricate patterns.
As the receptionist skillfully performed her operation, the patterns on the round platform lit up one by one.
With a soft flash of light, the two figures vanished from their spot.
After a brief moment of slight weightlessness, Huo Yuhao felt the scene before him suddenly change.
Instead, a place shrouded in mist, with several pavilions and waterside terraces standing on the vast lake.
The lake water displays a peculiar golden and silver hue, flowing slowly as if alive; even a brief glance is enough to evoke a sense of the extraordinary.
Huo Yuhao's expression shifted slightly. Earlier, when he was outside, he had noticed the patterns engraved on the round platform, which was an extremely rare and complex soul-guided teleportation array.
This change in space clearly means that one has entered a separate little world.
However, the surrounding scenery was completely different from the Qiankun Wenqing Valley he had visited ten thousand years ago.
"What are you thinking about? You seem so engrossed."
A slightly languid yet clear female voice sounded from behind.
Leng Yulai, who had been standing to the side, dressed in a purple and white priest's robe, whispered a few words to the girl at the front desk and asked her to leave first. Then her gaze fell on Huo Yuhao.
Seemingly noticing the fleeting question in Huo Yuhao's eyes, she pursed her lips and smiled lightly:
"Come to think of it, this should be the first time you've officially met me, right? But a long time ago, I saw you from afar with Sister Yali."
"I just didn't expect you to suddenly have blonde hair like this, and why didn't Sister Yali come with you?"
As she spoke, Leng Yulai's narrow phoenix eyes held a hint of inquiry.
After all, Ya-li had come to Qiankun Wenqing Valley with them, which was something that had been arranged in advance. The three sisters hadn't seen each other for so long, so this was a good opportunity for them to get together.
Huo Yuhao subtly withdrew his gaze from his surroundings.
He was now fairly certain that this was the central node of the massive core array outside.
The true Valley of Love and Destiny is probably hidden even deeper within these layers of space.
Then, she replied neither humbly nor arrogantly, "Before coming here, Sister Yali and I encountered some trivial matters."
Due to special circumstances, she and I are still in a state of Martial Soul Fusion and cannot be separated for the time being. It will likely take a few more days until our state stabilizes before we can break free.
"Soul fusion..."
Leng Yulai subconsciously murmured a phrase, her eyes becoming somewhat subtle.
Without pressing further, she stepped forward to lead the way, the bells hanging from her waist tinkling melodiously in the quiet space as she moved gracefully.
"No wonder Sister Yali was so certain back then, insisting that you were her soulmate. So that's why you two are so compatible."
At this point, Leng Yulai seemed to suddenly realize something, her tone carrying a hint of understanding:
"Now I understand why Sister Yali took the initiative to step forward this time, even going so far as to use her personal connections to facilitate this deal for you."
After all, you'll likely go to Devil's Island to inherit the legacy of the God of Destruction in the future. If that happens, getting familiar with and coming into contact with high-level immortal energy beforehand is indeed an essential step for you.
As she spoke, she covered her mouth and chuckled, her phoenix eyes sparkling with mischievousness. Half-jokingly and half-seriously, she said, "So, your next move to trade that fragment of the God Realm with my sister must also be for this reason, right?"
Brother Lingbing, let's be frank. If you truly succeed in obtaining the position of God of Destruction in the future, and really establish a new divine realm with Sister Yali...
"Then you mustn't forget, my sister and I have been Ya-li's best friends for many years. For that reason alone, shouldn't you take us to the divine realm to enjoy some peace and quiet?"
As the current Holy Maiden of Qiankun Wenqing Valley, Leng Yulai naturally knows more about the inner workings of the God Realm than ordinary Limit Douluo.
Although the god of love she served was powerful, he was ultimately only a first-level deity and far from having the ability to establish a new divine realm.
Although as a saintess, she is also protected by the blessing of the goddess of love, and her lifespan is much longer than that of an ordinary Limit Douluo.
But this will eventually come to an end.
In the true realm of gods, even the lowest-ranking priests possess nearly infinite lifespans.
Leng Yulai's words seemed to be a joke, but in reality, they were a half-truth.
Faced with the temptation of immortality, very few people in this world can remain truly calm.
Huo Yuhao was slightly taken aback, looking at the graceful figure in front of him, and then chuckled.
"There are too many variables in the future, who can say for sure? Perhaps Her Highness, with her talent and cultivation, will one day naturally achieve godhood."
Instead of answering her directly, Leng Yulai raised an eyebrow, turned around, and gave him a serious look before saying:
"Although what you said is a bit perfunctory, I like to hear it. It's a pity that my sister was so stubborn back then, insisting on forcing me to participate in this election of the saintess."
She didn't even consider that although I was chosen and could indeed extend my lifespan significantly with the power of the God of Love, under the constraints of this law, breaking through to the god level on my own became extremely difficult.
At this point, Leng Yulai's tone took on a somewhat enigmatic quality:
"On the contrary, the Ruthless Douluo, who usually seems taciturn and unapproachable, is clearer about this matter than anyone else."
At the last minute, he gave up on competing with me, saying he'd rather grow old and die slowly with the people he cares about than spend countless years in a temple. But hearing those words now sends chills down my spine.
Leng Yulai made a speechless expression at just the right moment, and then suddenly leaned close to Huo Yuhao's ear.
Warm breath, accompanied by a delicate orchid fragrance, wafted over her. She gently blew out a breath and whispered mysteriously:
"You may not yet understand the intricacies of this situation. The person that the Ruthless Douluo speaks of as someone he cares about is actually the famous Amorous Douluo."
But you can actually figure these things out by just thinking about their titles a little. Two grown men hanging out together all the time, it's kind of... well, you know...
Looking at the chattering girl beside him, who had no trace of saintly dignity and resembled a purple-feathered sparrow rather than a cold black phoenix, Huo Yuhao's lips twitched slightly involuntarily.
What was originally not a long journey took a full cup of tea's time to finally see the end, thanks to Leng Yulai's barrage of whimsical topics.
Stopping at the entrance of a side hall on the edge of an island in the lake, Leng Yulai's expression changed instantly. Her playful demeanor vanished, replaced by her usual aloof priestly air, and she spoke:
"Alright, Brother Lingbing, the person from the Federation who is in charge of your formal transaction is waiting inside now."
To avoid suspicion and to prevent people from saying that our Qiankun Wenqing Valley is preparing to interfere in federal affairs, I will not accompany you inside.
As for my dear sister, she still has some trivial matters to take care of, so I'm afraid you'll have to wait a little while before she can come.
"When she arrives, I will naturally inform you, young man."
Seeing Huo Yuhao nod in agreement, he reached out and pushed the door open to enter.
Leng Yulai did not leave immediately; instead, a thoughtful look flashed in her captivating phoenix eyes.
Before falling into slumber, the Goddess of Love had specifically instructed that if any being of equal standing came to the Valley of Love and Destiny, they should be awakened immediately.
Do Lingbing and Yali meet this standard?
Upon entering the side hall, Huo Yuhao immediately noticed a middle-aged man in a plain white robe, exuding a refined and approachable air, standing in front of the main hall.
To his lower left sat a woman wearing a loose lab coat and rimless glasses.
At first glance, the woman seemed unremarkable; her soul power and mental fluctuations were no different from those of an ordinary person.
However, upon closer inspection, one can perceive that within her seemingly delicate body, there is a strange and highly regular fluctuation constantly circulating.
It contained an extremely large and unstable terrifying energy, which made her life force so vigorous that it far exceeded the comprehension of ordinary people.
After just one glance, Huo Yuhao subtly withdrew his gaze, already having a clear understanding of the situation.
Before coming, Yali had naturally introduced him to the specific information about this director of the Federal Central Research Institute, and knew that the other party had forcibly connected to the core of the single positive cycle source with his own life charge.
The core technology of those god-killing fixed-position soul-guided projectiles hidden in the Federation's top secret vault is based on a single positive-cycle source core.
It's no exaggeration to say that Ling Zichen is a walking, humanoid, fixed-position soul-guided missile.
Seeing that Huo Yuhao only glanced at him briefly before looking away, Ling Zichen subconsciously raised an eyebrow and pushed up his glasses.
She was quite self-aware; although she wasn't exactly stunningly beautiful, her figure under her lab coat was absolutely outrageous.
Few men can behave so calmly on a first meeting, which made her look at them with newfound respect and interest.
Meanwhile, Zang Xin, with a gentle smile on his face, strode forward and said:
"You must be the new master craftsman that Master Craftsman Zhenhua mentioned, right? Meeting you today, I can see that you are indeed young and promising. It is a pleasure to meet you."
Regarding the details of this deal between you and the Federation, we can now sit down and discuss it at length. I believe we will reach a mutually satisfactory outcome.
……
Meanwhile, in a secret room in the Sea God Pavilion of Shrek Academy.
Ah Yin looked at Long Yeyue, who had just returned from the Haotian Sect, covered in dust but clearly showing a significant improvement in her spirits, and nodded slightly, asking with concern:
"It seems your trip to the Clear Sky Sect went quite smoothly. How do you feel?"
Long Yeyue's eyes were filled with respect as she respectfully replied:
"Reporting to our ancestors, everything is fine over there. After I arrived at the Haotian Sect and explained my purpose, everyone in the sect treated me with the utmost courtesy."
The sect leader not only personally contacted me and led me into the legendary Yin-Yang Well of Ice and Fire, but also specially commissioned someone to refine a special healing pill for me.
Now that Ye Yue's old injuries have healed, she is finally able to serve her ancestors and Shrek Academy once again.
As she spoke, she lowered her head slightly, solemnly took out a sealed letter from her bosom, and handed it to Ah Yin.
"Ancestor, before I left, the sect leader of Haotian Sect solemnly handed this secret letter to me, and repeatedly instructed me to personally bring it to you for your perusal, as it seems to contain extremely important information."
Upon seeing this, Ah Yin's heart skipped a beat, and she quickly reached out to take the envelope.
After being read, the secret letter turned into specks of light in the air and vanished without a trace.
After reading the contents of the letter, Ah Yin also fell into deep thought, which was unusual for her.
According to Tang Hao's words in the letter, even if Huo Yuhao really did return to the Douluo plane alive and used some unknown means to liberate the power of the Sea God, attempting to plan a new Sea God position on the sea, there was no need to panic too much.
Without sufficient immortal spiritual energy as support, how can a so-called divine position be so easily formed?
Furthermore, the other party is hiding their true intentions and only dares to act in secret.
It is obvious that even if Huo Yuhao really returned to the Douluo Continent, he would most likely be severely injured, just as Ahao predicted, and would not have retained his full god-level strength.
Right now, the most important thing for them is to seize the core of life in the Douluo plane at all costs.
Only by controlling the life source of the entire plane can one truly have the foundation to resurrect the mistress.
As long as the mistress can be resurrected and return, Huo Yuhao, even if he has some tricks up his sleeve, will be no threat at all without the right timing, location, and people.
However, Ah Yin never expected this.
After parasitizing the Golden Ancient Tree and falling into a long slumber, Ahao surprisingly chose to become the so-called Holy Emperor and incorporated the Holy Spirit Cult into his ranks.
However, upon closer examination, this move, though risky, was also extremely ingenious.
The things that need to be done next cannot be accomplished in the name of the Tang Sect or the Haotian Sect.
The Holy Spirit Cult, composed of evil spirit masters and infamous throughout the continent, was undoubtedly the perfect choice as the sharpest black glove in their hands, one that they didn't need to worry about their reputation.