Douluo Continent's childhood sweetheart, Qian Renxue, starts with soul rings transforming into

Even though they had already tacitly accepted their relationship, she was still afraid that her little cabbage would be taken by Lin Feng, unaware that this little cabbage was actively leaning on him.

It's unlikely that the two of them would do anything too outrageous. After all, I don't think my body reacted much when I was that age.

The problem is that he's caught between two sides. He can't afford to offend the young master, and he certainly can't go against the will of the Grand Elder. He also can't seem to offend Xiao Feng, since he still needs his immortal herbs.

So, does that mean the three parties aren't people? No, those two should already be considered one family, right? ...

Chrysanthemum Douluo's mind was in turmoil, filled with random thoughts, as he accompanied Qian Renxue to the training location.

Watching the two leave, Lin Feng sat cross-legged, pondering to himself.

Do I prefer being passive? It seems like Qian Renxue always makes the first move, and then I respond.

Then I thought about holding hands with Lingyuan and using my lap as a pillow.

It seems so?

Do I really like this feeling?

He shook his head quickly.

Impossible, absolutely impossible!

A real man is born between heaven and earth, how can he be depressed and inferior to others for long?

Next time, I must take the lead. I'm not Huo Yuhao, who has a submissive tendency.

"Yes, I definitely don't like that feeling."

Lin Feng pursed his lips, nodded seriously, and strolled outside.

Upon arriving at his room, Lin Feng picked up his pen and began writing down matters concerning the second path.

During the process of condensing the second soul vein, Lin Feng once again sensed a deeper level of the soul ring's inner meaning.

With a large amount of soul power combined with the laws, a unique martial soul can extract the most suitable part from the laws to create a soul skill.

This is Lin Feng's current understanding. Although the soul ring has become a soul vein, the fundamental law that is most suitable for him still exists.

Therefore, he can still unleash his soul skills. At the same time, because the restriction of the soul ring is removed, his soul meridians can be further enhanced.

In this respect, a spirit ring is both a container and a limiter.

"Having reintegrated the fundamental laws into myself, I am fundamentally different from the existing Soul Master cultivation system."

From the moment a Martial Soul is born, it is a projection of the original body. Even when one reaches the Soul Saint level and can release the true form of the Martial Soul, it is still a brief aggregation of the two, with the Martial Soul as the main body.

I have already absorbed the spirit rings into myself, and this martial spirit should be the same, an innate treasure.

Using this as a starting point, we can return to our origins and reshape our innate nature!

Lin Feng was writing his research at his desk, his eyes growing brighter and brighter.

The soft chirping of baby birds drifted in from outside the window, and a gentle breeze stirred the boy's hair.

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"Lingling, call her Aunt Lingyuan."

"Sister Lingyuan~" The gentle voice carried a childlike playfulness.

Ye Lingling looked at Ling Yuan with curiosity; she didn't seem to have seen this older sister before...

Ling Yuan smiled broadly, bent down, and patted Ye Lingling's little head.

"Lingling~ What's wrong with you? You call me 'aunt' but she calls you 'sister'?"

Ye Lingling blinked and tilted her head: "But you are my aunt."

He looked up and whispered:

"And Mom said that if an older sister's side is particularly big, then you have to call her Auntie."

Ye Wanqing was speechless. What had her sister taught Lingling? This was her talent, not something she had relied on...

Oh dear, what are you talking about? My sister is just spouting nonsense.

Ye Wanqing squatted down as well and patiently explained:

"Lingling, this has nothing to do with titles."

Remember this from now on: when you see a pretty older sister like us, never call her "Auntie," always call her "Sister," okay?

"Lingling knows."

Ling Yuan rolled her eyes at Ye Wanqing and transmitted her voice, "Then what did you mean just now?"

Ye Wanqing took Ye Lingling's hand without thinking and said, "Come on, let's go find your mother."

In the reception hall, Ye's mother and father exchanged a glance.

They exchanged a smile, and excitedly pulled Lingyuan's soft hand over, sitting down on two chairs close to each other.

Ye Mu rubbed Ling Yuan's bare hands and said with a smile:

"Xiao Yuan, this is a good thing. Look at Wan Qing, she's still like a child. How can this be allowed?"

The other day I even tried to steal candy from Lingling; it was so embarrassing.

Ye Wanqing's face darkened, and her eyes darted around.

Listen to me, go for it boldly.

Your brother-in-law is six years younger than me. He was just like that back then, as reserved as a girl.

With your charm, you don't need so many tricks. Just be more proactive and spend more time with him.

Once he shows even a little response, strike while the iron is hot and seduce him relentlessly.

Ling Yuan's face flushed red, feeling somewhat embarrassed by what Ye's mother said.

"I'll explain the details of how to control this later."

Ling Yuan lowered her head and softly hummed in agreement.

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Chapter 25 Little Wind, Don't Look Back, I'm Ling Yuan

Ye Wanqing looked at Ling Yuan's posture and clicked her tongue in amazement.

I've never seen my sister like this before. Is love really that magical?

Should I talk to Zixin and ask her to lend me the storybook? I'm actually quite curious.

No, anyway, she has so many stories that they could fill a mountain, I can't possibly read them all. I might as well just "buy" them directly from her when I have time.

Ling Yuan listened to Ye's mother's patient explanation with bright eyes, nodding in agreement from time to time.

After drinking a cup of tea, Ye's mother cleared her throat:

"Well, that's about it. We'll see later..."

Ye's mother glanced back and whispered in Ling Yuan's ear, "I'll have Wan Qing give you my old notes."

Ling Yuan's lips parted slightly. So, this kind of thing actually requires taking notes...

The women in the Ye family that I know all seem a bit strange.

Wanqing goes without saying; Ye's mother pursued Ye's father and even took notes, while Zixin seems to be a person who is obsessed with storybooks.

Ling Yuan nodded slightly: "Thank you."

Looking at the three smiling faces, Ling Yuan ultimately decided not to bring up the issue of the Nine-Heart Begonia's martial soul.

After thinking about it for a moment, I decided it would be best to go and greet Xiaofeng first and discuss it with him.

If I tell Wanqing and the others first, and then don't handle things properly afterwards, it would be disrespectful to Xiaofeng and would also make Wanqing and the others feel disappointed, which wouldn't be good.

Ling Yuan thanked Ye's mother and then walked out of the reception hall with Ye Wanqing.

"Wanqing, I'll be going now. I'll come find you later. I can't stay in Tiandou City for long; I have things to take care of."

Ye Wanqing's eyes darkened, and she kicked away a piece of gravel at her feet:

"So fast? I was just looking forward to catching up with you. The Spirit Hall is such a hassle. I told you not to join back then. All you do is do missions and cultivate all day long."

Ling Yuan chuckled and pinched Ye Wanqing's delicate nose:

"Alright, I'll play with you again later. You need to focus on your training too. It's been so long, how come you're still only level 47?"

Ye Wanqing frowned: "Do you think everyone is as talented as me? My innate soul power is only level 6, and my martial soul is just an ordinary begonia flower."

Reaching level 47 now is already quite impressive, okay? Becoming a Soul Saint in the future is practically guaranteed.

Ling Yuan gave an awkward smile:

"Speaking of which, is the crabapple blossom a degenerate form of the nine-heart crabapple? Or is the nine-heart crabapple a mutated and evolved one?"

Ye Wanqing tilted her head, clearly indicating that she hadn't really thought about this question either:

"Should it be considered the former? After all, the Nine-Heart Begonia will eventually awaken..."

No, that doesn't feel right. It feels so strange. I don't want to think about it...