I've already been given the title of Douluo, and you want me to be reasonable?

The original patriarch of the Po Clan established the Po Clan with the support of the Haotian Sect, making it subordinate to the Haotian Sect.

The Po clan compensated for the Haotian Sect's shortcomings by leveraging their expertise in alchemy.

However, the relationship between the Po clan and the Haotian sect is relatively distant, and they keep their clan's medicines extremely secret. The former sect leader of the Haotian sect once expressed dissatisfaction 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 Po clan was attacked by the Spirit Hall, suffering nearly half of its losses and never being 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 Po clan harbored deep resentment towards the Haotian Sect.

After that, Yang Wudi led the Po clan to migrate to a city in the Star Luo Empire and settle down. Over the years, the Po clan has accumulated some wealth by doing business with people from the two empires using the medicines they have refined.

From then on, Yang Wudi began to resent the Haotian Sect, believing them to be hypocrites with righteous indignation.

They would attack any disciple of the Haotian Sect without hesitation, showing no mercy whatsoever.

However, Yang Wudi was eccentric, stubborn, and direct in his actions. He spent his entire life researching how to improve his attack power and was obsessed with refining various medicines.

Bai He asked, "Are you planning to go to the Po Yi Clan now?"

Lin Yuan nodded and said, "I still have many things to deal with and don't have time to stay here, so you should come with me."

Bai He did not refuse. He knew the old goat's personality. Perhaps with him around, the old goat could restrain his personality. Otherwise, once a battle broke out, the Po clan would surely die.

Although he knew that the old goat was powerful, facing a titled Douluo was undoubtedly like throwing an egg against a rock.

Even if all the patriarchs of the four single-attribute clans were combined, they probably wouldn't be a match for His Majesty Lin Yuan.

After explaining the situation here, Bai He led Lin Yuan towards the territory of the Star Luo Empire.

.........

On the way to the Broken Clan, Bai He looked at His Majesty Lin Yuan before her and asked softly, "Senior Lin Yuan, last night..."

Lin Yuan put one hand behind his back, glanced at the white crane beside him, and slowly said, "That's right, it did happen, but Bai Chenxiang's talent is too low... If she cultivated normally, it would be very difficult for her to break through to the Soul Saint realm."

Bai Chenxiang is now at the Soul Master level, and her age is similar to Zhu Zhuqing's. Zhu Zhuqing is now a Soul Saint and will be chosen by a god-level expert.

This is the biggest difference between it and white agarwood.

Bai He's expression darkened, his fingers curled slightly in his sleeve, and he gazed at the distant mountains that were faintly visible in the morning mist, his voice tinged with bitterness.

"From a young age, she harbored a strong desire to prove that the Min clan was no less capable than other clans. However..."

Before he could finish speaking, Lin Yuan raised his hand to interrupt him.

"Talent determines the starting point, and hard work determines the height, but some gaps cannot be crossed by perseverance alone."

Lin Yuan's gaze was deep, as if he could see through time and space and gaze upon the stubborn Bai Chenxiang of yesteryear.

He then slowly opened his mouth and said, "However, last night I used special energy to open up her meridians, so it shouldn't be difficult for her to break through to the Title Douluo realm in the future."

Bai He suddenly turned his head, hope igniting in his eyes: "You mean, Bai Chenxiang still has a chance?" Lin Yuan nodded slightly, his fingertips tracing through the air, and a faint golden pattern appeared: "Whether she can grow up depends on Bai Chenxiang's own luck."

Bai He looked at Lin Yuan beside her, sighed slightly, and continued, "Then... Senior Lin Yuan, do you like her?"

Lin Yuan did not speak.

He wasn't an ungrateful person. Now that they had a relationship, he would naturally protect her for life. However, whether she could grow up and mature was something Lin Yuan couldn't say.

After all, Zhu Zhuqing and Ye Lingling achieved their current success through their own efforts, so it would not be easy for Bai Chenxiang to break through.

Lin Yuan gazed at the distant green hills and clear waters, and murmured to himself, "Perhaps... the God of Speed ​​is a suitable title for her."

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After two days of travel, the two successfully arrived at a vassal kingdom of the Star Luo Empire, where the Po Clan lived.

When Yang Wudi learned that his old friend had arrived, he ran out with a smile, ready to greet the old fellow Baihe.

Yang Wudi was a tall, thin old man whose physique was somewhat similar to that of Bai He, but he was a head taller than Bai He. His hair was not as white as Bai He's, but rather black.

His complexion was ruddy, but his expression was somewhat gloomy. His sinister eyes gave people a chilling feeling, and he often maintained a cold demeanor, but his eyes would light up when he heard of the existence of rare medicinal herbs.

Lin Yuan quietly watched the two people in front of him, without disturbing their reminiscing.

Yang Wudi spent his entire life researching how to make his attack power stronger, focusing entirely on his martial spirit and having nothing else but his spear.

For him, no matter who the opponent is, it will not affect his mentality; the only thing he can do is to always maintain the belief that he will win.

Only by not letting the opponent's appearance affect his emotions can he reach the peak of his momentum and unleash his strongest "break".

Besides cultivation, Yang Wudi had only one hobby: the medicine-making technique passed down by the Po clan.

He had an almost fanatical interest in refining various medicines, and would often stay up for days and nights without sleep because of it. Medicine could be said to be his only weakness.

Yang Wudi, who is usually taciturn, will tremble with excitement and joy when he obtains rare medicinal herbs.

Yang Wudi laughed heartily and said, "Hahaha, old man, you've finally come! I've missed you so much!"

He then looked at Lin Yuan and said with a smile, "Oh ho, old man, is this your grandson? He's grown so much, truly a promising young man."

Bai He was so frightened that he immediately covered Yang Wudi's mouth and glared at him, saying, "Are you crazy? This is not my grandson, this is... the master of my Min clan."

Yang Wudi was clearly stunned upon hearing this, somewhat disbelieving his ears. He looked up at Bai He, not understanding why he would say such a thing.

The white crane is proud and would never allow a young man to become its master. What happened that made the white crane so respectful?
Moreover, even though they cultivate in this way, the four clans with their single-attribute nature have never thought of finding a master, let alone submitting to any power.

Otherwise, they would have joined the Spirit Hall long ago.

(End of this chapter)