Douluo Dalu: Immortal Dragon Clan

Inside the Royal Academy of Sun and Moon.

Jing Hongchen, who was organizing documents, suddenly saw Mo Xie appear from the corner of the room and couldn't help but frown and complain, "You always appear like a ghost."

Jing Hongchen couldn't understand why Mo Xie's martial soul ability was so strange.

This person can move freely among all kinds of shadows, whether it is the shadow of a person or the shadow of an object. As long as there is a shadow, he can instantly blend into it. This is simply a perfect assassination skill.

He couldn't help but grumble to himself, "With such a capable person under Jin Tianming's command, how come the assassination operation has been slow to progress?"

Faced with Jing Hongchen's complaints, Mo Xie did not say much. He simply took out an envelope from his spatial soul tool and threw it at Jing Hongchen like a flying knife: "This is a letter that my master asked me to give you. Read it yourself."

Before Jing Hongchen could react, he quietly merged into the shadows and disappeared.

Jing Hongchen stared at the empty corner, speechless for a moment.

"Does he really think I, the head of Mingde Hall, am a free laborer?" Jing Hongchen felt helpless, but still couldn't help opening the envelope, curious about what Jin Tianming had written.

However, the moment he opened the letter, he froze on the spot.

He hurriedly slammed the envelope shut and shouted in the direction Mo Xie had disappeared, "Come out here! Is Jin Tianming really dead?"

"come out faster!"

"Otherwise, watch me."

A few minutes later, after confirming that Mo Xie had really left, Jing Hongchen could only open the letter again, still clinging to a sliver of hope that he had just misread it.

But when he saw the very first line of text, he almost fainted.

Suppressing his shock, he read the letter word by word. His previous agitation and worry vanished instantly, replaced by utter astonishment.

"Holy Lord? Resurrection? Let's go obtain the fifth soul ring!"

Compared to the following words, the phrase "Holy Lord resurrects Jin Tianming" attracted his attention like a magnet.

Jin Tianming was killed by a titled Douluo of the Holy Spirit Cult, and then resurrected by the Holy Master of his family. How can anyone believe such a bizarre thing?
"Only a god could possess such abilities!" Jing Hongchen's expression changed drastically as he muttered to himself.

Before he finished speaking, he had already rushed to the bookshelf that housed ancient books, his fingertips darting quickly across the yellowed spines, eagerly searching for records of the past of Douluo Continent.

Finally, an old copy of the original Douluo Continent edition of "The Legendary Life of Tang San" came into view.

He eagerly pulled out the book and quickly flipped to the last few pages.

He clearly remembered that the book recorded that when the Sea God Tang San fell, it was two deities who resurrected him.

As the pages turn, that long-forgotten history gradually comes to life.

The moment Jing Hongchen finished reading the record, her breathing suddenly became rapid, and her chest heaved violently.

An inexplicable premonition welled up in his heart; he vaguely felt that he had somehow uncovered some unknown secrets of his family.

"The Holy Lord possesses the power of resurrection. If the Holy Lord were to suddenly pass away, wouldn't that mean that the struggle among the family's geniuses is actually for the purpose of selecting the next Holy Lord?"

This bold and terrifying conjecture exploded in his mind like a thunderclap, and Jing Hongchen felt his hair stand on end and a chill run through his body.

He hurriedly closed the book, trying to convince himself that it was just unfounded speculation, but once the thought arose, it was like a persistent ailment, making him unable to shake it off and prompting him to think more deeply about it.

"I hope I'm overthinking things, otherwise I really don't know where the Hongchen family will go in the future!" Jing Hongchen sighed, his eyes filled with worry and fear. At this moment, he even worried that he would become the sinner of the entire Hongchen family.

A pang of regret crept into my heart. I wished I had never opened that book, never had those terrible thoughts—
Deep within the Starry Sky Forest.
"No way, why are you buying more goods again? Do you really think my Star Dou Great Forest is your personal warehouse?"

Gu Yuena watched as Tian Mucheng arrived with a person who claimed to want to obtain the fifth soul ring, specifically a 100,000-year soul ring, and also wanted to extract the Life Gold from the body of a certain tortoise.

This is practically eating and taking!

Tian Mucheng looked at the furious Gu Yuena in front of him and said with a smile, "Miss Gu Yuena, you said you would try your best to meet my needs. You can't go back on your word, can you?"

"I did promise you, but I didn't say I could bring anyone else!" Gu Yuena pointed at Jin Tianming. "Please tell me, who is he? What is your relationship with him? Give me a reason!"

Do you really think she, the Silver Dragon King Gu Yuena, is an easy target?

Today she had to teach Tian Mucheng a lesson: not just any Tom, Dick, or Harry could be brought into the Star Dou Great Forest!
Just as she was waiting for Tian Mucheng to explain, Di Tian suddenly appeared, carrying a large golden tortoise in his hand and walking over: "Mr. Tian Mucheng, the golden tortoiseshell you requested has arrived."

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Gu Yuena stared at Di Tian in astonishment. At this moment, she felt like a clown. Before she could even speak, her most loyal subordinate had already delivered the soul beast that the other party needed.

"Di Tian, ​​you...you...you..."

Gu Yuena felt like she was about to die of anger, and turned to Tian Mucheng, roaring, "I'll strangle you!"

Unable to bear it any longer, she lunged at Tian Mucheng, straddling him and grabbing his neck, screaming, "I'm going to strangle you! Aaaaaaah!"

She certainly couldn't really kill Tianmucheng, but she had to get some revenge!

Otherwise, as the Silver Dragon King, she would be nothing more than a clown being made a fool of!

Jin Tianming walked up to Di Tian and greeted him, "Long time no see, Senior Di Tian."

"So it was you who needed this spirit ring."

Di Tian glanced at the unconscious golden tortoiseshell in his hand, then looked at Jin Tianming and said, "Your bloodline seems to be purer, even higher than mine. As expected of a dragon from another dimension, you are indeed powerful!"

Di Tian thought to himself: If the Soul Beast Clan could join forces with these powerful figures in the future, it would be an immense blessing.

Upon hearing this, Jin Tianming couldn't help but glance at Tian Mucheng, who was being pinned down by the Silver Dragon King. Sometimes he truly admired this "original body," whose ability to spout nonsense was unparalleled, yet he could still fool people completely.

I wonder if Jing Hongchen will overthink things or even regret it when he sees the letter written to him by the original body?

"Senior Di Tian, ​​can I absorb a spirit ring now?"

"Now? Are you sure there's no problem?" Di Tian was still somewhat worried. He could sense Jin Tianming's cultivation level. Absorbing a 100,000-year soul ring on his fifth soul ring was quite risky.

Jin Tianming's eyes were firm: "Senior, I have the confidence and I am prepared."

Seeing the pride and determination in his eyes, Di Tian stopped trying to persuade him and gently placed the golden tortoiseshell on the ground: "I wish you success."

The knocked-out golden hawksbill turtle: "."

(End of this chapter)