In Douluo Continent, the Pope used me as a substitute for my first love.

Chapter 88 "Reserved" Xiaoxue

"Can't you all be a little more reserved like me?"

Qian Renxue then brought the two little girls in front of her and said with a wry smile, mainly referring to Hu Liena, this real "little vixen".

"It's one thing for Xiaobai to be young and ignorant, but you're already so old, how come you still don't know the difference between boys and girls?"

"Um……"

Upon hearing this, Hu Liena looked aggrieved.

"Sister Xue, you're older than me, but there's no difference between you and Senior Brother Wang, even though you're male."

Qian Renxue's almond-shaped eyes widened instantly.

"I'm not like you guys!"

"What's different?"

With genuine innocence and curiosity in her eyes, Bai Chenxiang said in a clear, crisp voice.

"I……"

Qian Renxue was speechless for a moment, then suddenly turned to look at Wang Zhao, who hadn't spoken, and her expression instantly became more "majestic".

"Wang Xiaozhao, tell me, how am I different from them?"

"..."

Faced with this potentially disastrous question, Wang Zhao opened her mouth, paused for a moment, and then answered:

"They are my junior sisters, and you..."

"Um?"

Qian Renxue raised an eyebrow slightly.

"What am I to you?"

"You are mine..."

Qian Renxue's delicate body trembled slightly, and she couldn't help but feel a sense of anticipation.

At this time.

Wang Zhao glanced discreetly at Bibi Dong, who was watching with great interest not far away, and grinned.

"Dong'er's goddaughter, I am your uncle, and you are my niece."

"My dear niece, quickly call me 'good uncle' so I can hear it!"

After saying that, Wang Zhao ignored Qian Renxue, whose face suddenly turned blank, laughed, and then took the opportunity to run away.

"...Wang! Xiao! Zhao!"

The next moment, it seemed as if countless black wisps emerged from Qian Renxue's body. She had directly possessed her martial spirit, transforming into a "dark angel," and fiercely chased after Wang Zhao.

"Stop right there!"

"Damn it, you're possessed by a martial spirit, you can't take a joke, what happened to your composure?"

"You filthy bastard, shut up, it's time for the angel's judgment!"

"Pfft, do you even have that kind of soul skill? Judgment, huh..."

"Aaaaaaah!"

"Wang Xiaozhao, you're dead!"

"Ouch, what are you doing? Be gentle..."

"..."

Not far away, Hu Liena and Bai Chenxiang exchanged a glance upon seeing this, and couldn't help but say:

"The relationship between Sister Xue and Senior Brother Wang seems to be quite different from ours."

"Uh-huh."

Bai Chenxiang nodded blankly.

At such a young age, she naturally wouldn't notice Hu Liena's slightly strange gaze at that moment.

Bibi Dong, sitting by the stone table, watched this scene with a smile, but her slightly unfocused gaze suggested she was somewhat absent-minded.

……

That night.

Wang Zhao had just finished his cultivation.

This time, absorbing the inner core of the Yanghua Dragon Sparrow caused his energy to complement the original Yin energy in his body. After sweeping away the torment and defects of the past, his level jumped to level 46.

In Wang Zhao's view, this situation was reasonable, since he had not been able to fully absorb the energy of the Yin Hua Long Que inner core last time, otherwise he would not have had to endure two years of suffering from the Yin cold body tempering.

This time, not only did he successfully absorb all the energy of the two inner cores, but the heat and cold also achieved a high-level balance, which allowed Jin Lin to gain an additional 5 levels even with his extreme attributes.

If future generations of top-tier Soul Masters knew about Wang Zhao's rapid improvement, they would surely be astonished.

However, the energy of the two inner cores was balanced this time, and did not repel Wang Zhao's original light attribute at all. The key is that the Yin Hua Dragon Sparrow and the Yang Hua Dragon Sparrow are themselves symbols of two special lights.

In other words, although he currently seems to have a lot of fancy attributes, which are miscellaneous and not refined, in essence, whether it is the bright light of the Cloud White Python, the eerie light of the Azure Scale Golden Eye Flood Dragon, or the blazing and icy light of the two types of dragon sparrows, they are all extensions of light.

The reason Wang Zhao was determined not to pursue the path of light to the point of death was because the light in Douluo Continent was at most related to holiness and fire, which was undoubtedly a lower-level attribute compared to the "light" in his ideal.

Moreover, the resources of Douluo Continent and even the entire Douluo Universe are limited. After the creation of an Angel God, and possibly a God of Light, how many resources are left for Jinlin to prove his Dao as the Holy Dragon of Light, or even to go further in the realm of pure light?

Therefore, when Wang Zhao broadened his perspective, his pursuit of a broader "light" was not merely a matter of seeking, but also a result of his helplessness.

This is similar to social hierarchies. The top tier is always vacant, unclaimed for various reasons, while the middle tier is the target of countless competitions. Then, someone will inevitably emerge, stumbling and struggling along the way, and eventually, inexplicably, find themselves seated in one of the top tiers…

Back to the point.

If Wang Zhao were to truly integrate energy from other attributes, there might be hidden dangers, no matter how powerful his light is.

Therefore, what he has always pursued is high-quality energy with unique light attributes. However, as his strength increases, his range of choices is constantly narrowing.

For example, his first spirit ring was a carefully selected target, his second spirit ring was a pleasant surprise discovered by following the clues, and his third and fourth spirit rings were purely due to luck.

As for the next selection of spirit rings, apart from the fifth spirit ring which Wang Zhao already had a plan for, he had no clue about the remaining four spirit rings.

Therefore, during those four years, he had a bold idea.

That is, make it yourself!

This experiment is still ongoing, and besides him, the main people in charge include...

Thinking of this, Wang Zhao got up slightly and walked out of the courtyard, but not to the library.

After all, the library has its limits, and the real core knowledge is still in the hands of the major families. As for Qian Renxue, since she had already come clean with Wang Zhao, she would go directly to the mansion to see him if she wanted to, and she no longer met Wang Zhao only in the library as before.

Wang Zhao's destination was Chrysanthemum Douluo's residence within the core area of ​​Spirit City. Incidentally, the clan land of the Breaking Clan within Spirit City had also been moved from the outer circle to the inner circle, near Chrysanthemum Douluo's residence, in the past few years.

The reason for this is naturally inseparable from Wang Xiaozhao.

Not long after.

Outside the Chrysanthemum Douluo Mansion, the guards skillfully led Wang Zhao, who was dressed in a black cloak and wearing a mask, to a secret room, and then Wang Zhao went in by himself.

The space inside the secret chamber was not cramped at all; on the contrary, it was a hidden paradise with exceptionally bright light. Various rare and exotic plants, stoves, and iron tools were scattered around.

At the far end, there is a small relaxation area with a simple table and a few chairs. There are simple foods on the table, but those who know their stuff will recognize that these are actually rare delicacies that are hard for ordinary people to afford, yet they are casually placed here.

Overall, it's a fairly typical laboratory, except that the person who built it was quite wealthy and held a high position.

(End of this chapter)