Douluo: I am the outer demon

Chapter 24: Forced Condensation of Luck

Bibi Dong and Golden Crocodile then raised their right hands as well. Seeing that the bosses had voted, the other priests naturally had to follow suit.

So the vote ended happily, and Shang An, the new Holy Son, also left a very deep impression on the elders.

All this was within Shang An's expectations. Before the meeting started, he had communicated with Qian Daoliu. This was beneficial to the Spirit Hall, so Qian Daoliu did not object, but he made a request.

That was to ask him to personally deliver a secret letter to Qian Renxue. Shang An thought there was no problem and agreed.

Therefore, the outcome of this meeting was already determined. The meeting was just a notice to the elders and a formality.

Afterwards, the priests had a detailed discussion on this reform, with Shang An mainly speaking. They were responsible for listening and raising questions to prevent any omissions in the details.

Although they may not have a forward-looking vision, they also have considerable wisdom and life experience.

However, Shang An was clearly well prepared, at least no loopholes in the plan were discovered during the meeting.

Finally, Bibi Dong was appointed as the person in charge of the Spirit Hall reform plan, and Shang An participated in the decision-making as a consultant.

Although Qian Daoliu intended to make Shang An the general manager, Shang An refused. Although he was the proposer of the Spirit Hall's reform plan, all the steps were written there, as well as methods to deal with possible accidents. As long as the Spirit Hall did not make any stupid moves, it could do it step by step.

He couldn't possibly spend his time on this. Power and the like were all illusory. In this fantasy world, only when great power belonged to oneself was it real.

Moreover, with the loyal team selected by Shang An and the support from the top, even if Shang An does not participate in the entire plan, he can still ensure that the general direction of the plan's implementation will not unexpected at any time.

Teacher Bibi Dong can also improve her own prestige by presiding over this reform and lay the foundation for the establishment of the Wuhun Empire.

In front of the Pope's Palace,

Shang An hugged the petite Hu Liena.

"Okay, Nana, just send it here."

"Brother, can't I go with you?"

Hu Liena did not let go. She did not expect that she would meet her junior brother whom she had missed for a long time not long after coming out of the devil training camp. Before she had time to spend some time with him, she had to part with him again.

"Nana, there are still many days ahead. Next time, next time I will take you out with me."

Hu Liena bit her lip and reluctantly let go of Shang An.

"Okay, then you have to keep your word, otherwise I will ignore you for a week or a month."

Hu Liena still didn't dare to say anything too harsh, otherwise if she really ignored Shang An, then her junior brother would be taken advantage of by some other seductress.

"Okay, okay, I will keep my word."

Shang An didn't do anything like the protagonist swearing to the sky, after all, it would definitely be the next time.

He looked at Bibi Dong behind Hu Liena, walked up to her, and hugged her gently.
"Teacher, you must take good care of yourself when I'm gone."

"Don't stay up late. You can assign things to Elder Ju and Elder Gui to handle. If I see that the teacher has lost weight when I come back, I will be distressed."

"Ah."

Bibi Dong nodded and said nothing more. She had said everything she needed to say last night.

However, Hu Liena looked at the master and disciple with some suspicion. One was a teacher who was like a mother to her, and the other was her beloved junior fellow apprentice.

It's just that the teacher and the junior brother are too close, ah! You can't think like that, the junior brother was brought up by the teacher, it's normal for them to be close, that's right, Hu Liena quickly suppressed her rebellious thoughts.

But she didn't know that the truth was often what she thought.

"Then I'll be leaving first, teacher. Take care!"

Bibi Dong watched Shang An's departing back until he gradually disappeared from her sight, then she turned her gaze back to the Pope's Palace with Hu Liena, who also looked reluctant.

Outside Wuhun City, Shang An was sitting in an ordinary carriage. This time he was going to travel and it was not appropriate to be too ostentatious.

Of course, this "ordinary" is relative. It just doesn't have soul beasts pulling the carriage, no travel ceremonies, and no various treasures to embellish it. However, the body material is extraordinary, and the interior is classic and comfortable, which is not much inferior to the carriages of some great nobles.

In the car, besides Shang An, there was also a hot and beautiful woman. The woman had an outstanding figure and appearance, and was wearing a black dress. Her eyebrows and eyes were beautiful. Even compared with the current Pope, her temperament was only slightly inferior.

This woman is Shang An’s protector, the newly promoted elder of the Spirit Hall, Lingyuan Douluo Nihuang, whose spirit is the Red Flame Lingyuan and who is a Titled Douluo at level 94.

"Sister Nihuang, how is your practice of the Nine-Layered Fire Phoenix Art going?"

"I would also like to thank His Highness the Saint Son. After practicing this wonderful meditation method of His Highness the Saint Son, not only has my training speed increased by more than one level, but the quality of my soul power has also greatly improved, and even my martial soul has shown a trend of secondary evolution."

At this point, Nihuang looked at Shang An with gratitude. If it weren't for him, she might still be hovering at level 91. For Titled Douluo, each level has its own set of limits. It is common to be stuck at level 91 for several years if you're unlucky.

"Sister Nihuang, you don't have to be polite. We are all family. I told you to just call me Xiao An." "Okay, Xiao An, thank you anyway."

Nihuang showed a gentle smile. If other people in the Spirit Hall saw this, they would probably say it was impossible. You know, this Lingyuan Douluo's temper is just like her figure, she is famous for her hot temper.

"By the way, Xiao An, what are we going to do in Notting City?"

Nihuang was a little curious. Notting City was just an inconspicuous little city in Douluo Continent. It had no strength and no characteristics. If it wasn't close to Wuhun City, she might not even know there was such a city.

"Go catch rabbits."

A mysterious smile appeared on Shang An's lips.

"Catching rabbits?"

"You'll know then."

You know what, being a riddle man is quite interesting.

On the streets of Nottingham, luxurious carriages were driving on the streets, and pedestrians on the road took the initiative to avoid them for fear of getting into trouble.

"what!"

Shang An in the car felt a huge luck gathering in front of him. The grandeur of this luck exceeded that of anyone he had ever seen, even his most powerful Pope teacher in Douluo Continent was far inferior to it.

His golden eyes that could see through illusions opened involuntarily, and through the curtain of the carriage, he saw an ordinary-looking, dark-skinned boy, the kind that you couldn't even find in a crowd. Only his pair of sparkling eyes were worthy of praise.

There was nothing magical about the young man himself, but in Shang An's golden eyes, there was a thousand-foot-long blue light, and his luck was so strong that it even exceeded the sum of all the energy in the Spirit Hall.

Shang An's face looked solemn.

"No, this luck is so huge, why is it still blue?"

The level of luck is roughly divided into eight levels, namely gray, white, green, blue, purple, orange, red, and gold. I don’t know if there are any levels above them.

Most people, even soul masters, have gray luck. Those who possess white luck are basically cardinal-level figures in the Spirit Hall. People like Xie Yue, Yan and several elders of the Spirit Hall have green luck. As for blue luck, Shang An has only seen it on Bibi Dong and Qian Daoliu.

Luck is not static. If your strength or power is strong enough, then your luck will naturally not be low. For example, after Bibi Dong passed the seventh test of Rakshasa God, her luck turned into blue with purple. According to Shang An's speculation, if Bibi Dong became a god, her luck would completely turn purple.

But this young man's luck is so great that it is more than enough to turn into purple luck, but it is still only blue luck. Moreover, this luck has no spirituality, it gathers but does not melt, and it is lifeless, as if it was forcibly condensed. This method is too crude.

"Forced condensation? Could it be that this person is Tang San, the artificial protagonist of the Shura God?"

"I never expected that Tang San would be blessed with such great luck by the Asura God."

People with strong luck seek good fortune and avoid misfortune, and turn disaster into blessing. They are the children of luck. Unless someone with stronger luck than him attacks him, or a strong person with the power to crush everything is likely to kill such a person directly.

Shang An certainly does not possess this kind of ability or luck. After he rebuilt his golden pupil and was able to observe luck, the first thing he looked at was his own luck.

He found that his luck was completely empty, not even gray luck, and he didn't know whether it was good or bad, but so far he didn't find any effect on him.

But this does not mean that Shang An has no way to deal with Tang San. He can inflict an inner demon on Tang San to slowly erode his luck. At the same time, he can reduce his luck by robbing him of opportunities. When his luck reaches its lowest point, he can start killing him.

"Xiao An, what's wrong?"

Nihuang said that she had not practiced the Golden Eye to Break Illusions, so she could not sense where her luck was. At this time, she saw Shang An staring at the curtains of the carriage with a serious look in his eyes. She was a little confused for a moment. Was there something wrong with the carriage?
"It's okay, I just saw an interesting person."

Afterwards, he would slowly torture and play with Tang San to wear down his luck. Wouldn't that be interesting? However, Shang An did not mention the issue of luck. It would be meaningless to tell others about it except to add to their troubles.

"Interesting person?"

Nihuang was a little surprised. It was the first time he saw someone being called interesting by Shang An.

"Tang Hao's son has twin martial spirits. Isn't that interesting?"

"Tang Hao?"

Nihuang didn't react for a moment. After all, Tang Hao had disappeared without a trace since he appeared briefly and beat the Pope to death. Suddenly, a flash of inspiration came to her mind.

"Could it be that Haotian Douluo!"

Nihuang looked at Shang An in surprise, wanting to get his solid evidence.

"Yes, that coward."

Shang An sneered as he spoke, his words revealing deep disdain for the so-called Haotian Douluo.

(End of this chapter)