In Douluo Continent, I saved Zhu Zhuqing at the beginning.

However, the rule of his White Tiger clan was now secure.

Chapter 131 Diligence and Frugality Flow in a Thousand Streams

"Hiss... I'm not drinking anymore, I've had too much again... I definitely won't drink this much next time."

When the sun was high in the sky, Lin Yan finally got up, rubbing his forehead as he silently reminded himself.

He frowned in thought, still not quite remembering what he had said last night.

In my mind, there are only fragmented images.

It seems like he made a huge boast?

It seems to be related to God?

Piecing together the fragmented images in his mind, Lin Yan thought to himself, "Wow, that's amazing!"

There is a divine realm on the Douluo Continent, where gods truly exist, and isn't the Spirit Hall worshipping the Angel God?

I hope I won't offend Sendoryu by pointing fingers at the gods.

This is a big shot...

With a mix of trepidation and excitement, he arrived at the courtyard.

"Mr. Lin, you're awake?"

When Qian Daoliu saw Lin Yan push open the door and come out, he greeted him with a joyful expression.

Although I didn't sleep all night, I felt better than ever before.

What Lin Yan said yesterday truly shocked him. Mentally, he vaguely felt that he had been reborn.

Once he truly understood the profound meaning in Lin Yan's words, he believed he would reach an unimaginable level.

The pent-up frustration of the past few days has been completely swept away.

Angel God?

Haha, gods who use humans as tools, let them fall if they want. They are not worth worshipping.

Hmm? Everything seems normal… Lin Yan wondered. Could it be that he remembered wrong? Yesterday he didn't criticize the gods, but praised them?

Otherwise, why does Qian Daoliu look so happy?

Lin Yan thought for a moment, then tentatively asked, "Um... Grand Elder, I drank too much yesterday, did I say anything I shouldn't have? Haha, I tend to brag when I'm drunk..."

If I've offended you in any way, please don't take it to heart.

Things that shouldn't have been said?

You're joking, sir. Someone like you is entitled to say whatever you want.

Qian Daoliu was deeply moved, but he was also secretly pondering the hidden meaning in Lin's words.

That's right.

You must think carefully. You can't just interpret it literally.

For example, if the expert says they raise chickens, are those chickens? If the expert says they have a vegetable garden, is that really a vegetable garden?

soon.

Qiandaoliu understood.

The boss is implying to himself that he shouldn't bring up yesterday's events again.

Yes, yes.

The more Qian Daoliu thought about it, the clearer it became.

It involves the gods, which is an absolute secret, and it is indeed not appropriate to publicize it now.

Otherwise, why would a big shot pretend to be drunk to tell himself this?

Having grasped the key point, Qian Daoliu subtly expressed her gratitude. "No offense intended. Mr. Lin's words yesterday were very appropriate and I appreciated them immensely."

"Hehe, that's good." Lin Yan breathed a sigh of relief. But he was also puzzled.

Why is Tang San, the protagonist of this world, able to attract hatred everywhere? Yet, all the Soul Masters he encounters are so easy to get along with.

I came to the table.

Lin Yan noticed some leftover food on the table and felt a little regretful.

After all, I was so busy drinking yesterday that there's still a lot left.

Fortunately, I still have a way to deal with it, so it's not a complete waste.

"Big Black, come and eat."

His shout startled Qian Daoliu.

Are they calling me to eat? But my name isn't Dahei.

He froze as soon as he was about to take action.

Because the Red King wagged its tail and came running over.

He had a bowl in his mouth.

Wait a minute, this is such a rare treasure, is the big shot going to feed it to the dogs?

Qian Daoliu was dumbfounded.

But Lin Yan's demeanor convinced him.

This...this is utterly terrible.

No, I must stop it.

In his panic, Qian Daoliu cried out, "Stop!"

Lin Yan: "?"

He asked in confusion, "Is something the High Priest has come up?"

"I...I'm suddenly a little hungry," Qian Daoliu said weakly.

"Hehe, is that so? Wait a moment, I'll cook a pot of porridge."

Lin Yan smiled.

“No, no need to bother. I think these leftovers are perfectly fine,” Qian Daoliu insisted.

"But it's been overnight."

“It’s alright, I have a quirk, I love eating leftovers,” Qian Daoliu said.

Lin Yan stopped what she was doing. Frugality is a good habit.

Beside him, the Great Darkness grinned menacingly. "…Damn it. Flander, Swordsman, are gone. Now another Sendou-ryu has arrived! Young man, no martial ethics whatsoever. He can't even feed this king…"

"How dare you steal! I'll remember this. When the master isn't home, I'll kill all of you troublemakers!"

A few days later.

Tian Dou City.

At the end of a bustling street, a gate tower stands tall.

This gate tower looks almost identical to the city gate of Tiandou City.

Although it was much thinner, the entrance gate was indeed ten meters high.

The white marble gate tower, though not particularly ornate, is quite imposing, with eight large gilded characters on it: Blue Tyrant Advanced Soul Master Academy.

Yet, hidden within this magnificent academy lies a simple thatched hut.

It was built along the water.

The thatched cottage was surrounded by a fence, inside which various flowers were planted, blooming in a riot of colors, creating a beautiful sight.

Among the flowers, a woman stood, watering them with a jug, humming a lullaby.

The singing was melodious and beautiful, melancholic and lingering, like a lament, moving the listener to tears. The tune was intricate and repetitive, incredibly gentle and beautiful.

"Haha, Erlong, I'm here."

Hmm? Is that Boss Fu's voice?

Liu Erlong was startled and turned around to see Flander's face. She exclaimed excitedly, "Boss!"

“It’s me.” A glint of light appeared in the corner of Flander’s eye.

It was both touching and sad.

Because Liu Erlong's gaze only swept over him briefly. Her focus was entirely on the figure beside him.

Indeed, he came with Yu Xiaogang.

"Is this... Xiao Gang?" Liu Erlong was excited and took a step forward.

His gaze was fixed on the figure under the tent.

“You’ve finally come…you’ve finally come to see me…”

Overwhelmed with emotion, her eyes brimming with tears, she reached out to lift the man's cloak.

But the next moment, her face changed to one of surprise.

"Damn..."

Beneath the cloak was a gaunt face devoid of any hair.

That's terrifying.

Bang.

Liu Erlong was frightened, and the instinctive reaction of people to something they fear is to make it go away.

Without thinking, Liu Erlong kicked out, and Yu Xiaogang felt a terrifying force coming from his chest.

Then it took flight.

It flew backwards for more than ten meters before crashing into a large tree and falling to the ground with a thud.