Douluo Dragon King: Panlong Staff? Erlang Shen, the True Lord of Manifestation

The people on the list in the original work are all incredibly difficult to deal with.

Those who make the list will either be trampled underfoot by Tang Wulin.

Either become a background character, or simply die out...

This list is not something to be proud of!

"Can."

Qian Gu Lin Feng nodded calmly.

"But the rankings are not my final destination."

Qian Gu Die Ting was taken aback for a moment, then burst into hearty laughter:

Hahaha! Great!

I love your personality! Just like mine!

After laughing, he waved his hand.

"Go on, get some rest. You're going to see your Grandpa Han tomorrow."

"Yes, Grandpa."

Qian Gu Lin Feng bowed again, then turned and left the cultivation room.

……

Inside the meditation room.

Qian Gu Die Ting stood with his hands behind his back, gazing in the direction his grandson had left, remaining silent for a long time.

Moonlight streamed through the window, illuminating his aged face.

But a hint of worry was hidden on that face.

After a long silence, he murmured to himself:

"Ah, Linfeng..."

"There's not much your grandfather can do to help you on your path to becoming an unparalleled powerhouse."

The rest is up to you.

He paused, his gaze suddenly sharpening.

"That Dongfeng guy... his recent moves are not good."

As the patriarch of an ancient family, he knew his second son all too well.

Those little tricks and secret schemes might fool others, but they couldn't fool him.

"They need to be reprimanded."

Qian Gu Die Ting narrowed his eyes slightly.

"But it's not time... to turn against them yet."

He shook his head, and with a flash, disappeared from the spot.

……

On the other side, in the room where the wind blows through the ages.

Qian Gu Lin Feng pushed open the door and entered, only to be stunned.

A gentle figure sat quietly at the table.

The table was laden with steaming hot dishes.

"Mother?"

Xia Zheng turned her head and looked at her son, her beautiful eyes filled with heartache.

She stood up, walked to Qian Gu Lin Feng, and gently stroked his cheek:

"You've been working hard lately, you've even lost weight."

Qian Gu Lin Feng felt a warmth in his heart and smiled.

"No, Mother is overthinking it."

"Still being stubborn."

Xia Zheng gave him a cold, reproachful look.

I pulled him to sit down at the table.

"Quick, eat it while it's hot. I made it all myself to help you recover."

Qian Gu looked down at the wind and exclaimed, "Good heavens!"

Braised dragon tendon, deep-fried red jade shrimp, clear stewed turtle soup, stir-fried canary tongue, cold jade mushroom salad...

Every dish is made with extremely precious ingredients from the Dou San era.

If you put it outside, just one plate of it would be enough to bankrupt an ordinary Soul Master.

This isn't just a late-night snack, it's a full-course Manchu Han Imperial Feast!

"Mother, this is too lavish..."

As Qian Gu Lin Feng spoke, his hands had already honestly placed the chopsticks on the ground.

Xia Zheng watched her son wolf down his food with a cold smile, then suddenly remembered something.

He took a jade box from the side and gently placed it on the table.

"Oh, right, this is for you."

Looking up at the wind for a thousand years.

The jade box was warm and smooth, with faint fluctuations of soul power flowing around it; it was clearly no ordinary object.

"This is?"

"Open it and take a look."

Qian Gu Lin Feng put down his chopsticks, picked up the jade box, and gently lifted the lid.

In an instant, a silvery-white light burst forth from the box!

Inside the box, a palm-sized, silver-white eye lay quietly.

Those eyes were crystal clear, radiating a strange and mysterious spiritual fluctuation.

"This is... the external soul bone of the Evil Eye Tyrant?!"

Qian Gu Lin Feng's pupils contracted, and he blurted out.

Xia Zheng nodded with a cold smile: "You have a good eye."

Qian Gu Lin Feng took a deep breath, suppressing the shock in his heart, and carefully examined the soul bone.

In Douluo Continent, soul bones are divided into six parts: torso, skull, limbs, and so on.

In addition to these six regular soul bones, there is another extremely rare and special existence.

A spirit bone attached!

These types of soul bones do not occupy a regular space, can be fused separately, and possess two incredible advantages.

First, growth potential.

The external soul bone will continue to grow as the host's cultivation level increases.

If the host breaks through to Super Douluo or even Limit Douluo in the future, the power of this soul bone will be comparable to that of a ferocious beast-level soul bone!

Secondly, uniqueness.

After perfect fusion, the external soul bone will accompany the host forever, becoming a part of the body.

When the host perishes, the soul bone will automatically dissipate and will never fall into the hands of others.

The one before us is not only an external soul bone, but also a top-grade item from the Evil Eye Tyrant lineage!

It's a perfect match for the evil eye spirit within him!

"Mother, this...this is too precious." Qian Gu Lin Feng looked up at his mother.

Xia Zhengleng gently patted his head and said softly, "It's your father. He went to your grandfather and got it from the Spirit Pagoda's treasury."

Qian Gu was stunned by the wind.

"Don't be fooled by the fact that your father doesn't visit you often and rarely says anything... he always thinks about you."

Qian Gu Linfeng looked down at the jade box in his hand, remained silent for a moment, and then said softly, "Thank you, Father."

Xia Zheng smiled with relief and took out a bunch of small porcelain bottles from her soul tool.

"Also, your uncle sent this over through someone—the Mysterious Water Pill."

Qian Gu Lin Feng accepted a porcelain bottle, and a thought struck him.

"Uncle? It's been so long since I've seen him. How is he?"

"Him!"

Xia Zheng's delicate eyebrows furrowed slightly, her tone carrying a hint of resentment.

"I don't know what he's been so busy with all day. His nephew awakened his martial spirit, and he didn't even come to check on it."

They sent someone to deliver a Mystic Water Pill, but the person never showed up.

Qian Gu Lin Feng's lips twitched slightly.

Dear Mother, what you're saying...

Who is my uncle?

Xu Xuandou, a level 98 Title Douluo, whose martial soul is the Golden Armored Black Tortoise, is the current sect master of the Xuanming Sect!

How many affairs does the leader of a sect, who wields a great power, have to handle every day?

In your mouth, it sounds like you're rushing to a bustling market...

However, he only thought these words to himself and would never dare to say them aloud.

"Cough cough,"

Qian Gu coughed lightly in the wind, trying to exonerate his uncle.

"Mother, Uncle must have something important to take care of."

"As the head of a sect, it's normal for him to be busy."

Xia Zhengleng's expression softened slightly, and she sighed softly.

"Never mind. Anyway, the Xuan Shui Pill was delivered to you; it's a token of my appreciation."

"Next time you go to the Xuanming Sect, I'll have him send you something else nice!"

This is what a loving mother is like! Amazing!

Qian Gu Lin Feng nodded in agreement, but secretly made a mental note of it.

Xuanming Sect, Uncle...

It seems this project needs to be put on the agenda.

Xia Zheng gave a few more instructions before getting up and leaving.

Before leaving, he repeatedly told him to get plenty of rest and not to stay up late to practice.

He answered each question in the wind throughout the ages.

After seeing his mother off, he returned to the table.

Qian Gu Lin Feng carefully put away the jade box and porcelain bottle.

But they didn't rest immediately.

He walked to the window and gazed at the bright moon in the night sky.

I was already planning tomorrow's schedule.

"I need to go find Elder Han tomorrow to learn how to use my physical martial soul..."

"And those soul bones, I'll get them myself too—free resources!"

He muttered to himself.

"But more importantly, it's about having a second job."

In this era, a Soul Master without Battle Armor is worlds apart.

I thought about it for a while.

"Never mind, I'll ask Elder Han for his opinion tomorrow."

Qian Gu Lin Feng stretched and yawned.

"Anyway, the resources of the Spirit Pagoda are here, so we can always find the most suitable path."

"I don't want to think about it too much. I'll just roll it up first, and then I'll go to the palace to cultivate some more."

(Gathering opinions: Do you have any favorite female characters? Leave a comment and I'll see how to add them later!!)