People in Doupo: Unparalleled Talents Actually Bring a System

Xiao Ling sat quietly in the yard. In front of him was an ancient medicine cauldron with flames dancing inside. He was obviously refining medicine. Beside him sat three women, some mature and some young. They talked quietly, but their eyes fell on Xiao Ling from time to time.

Time passed quietly in silence, Xiao Ling's gesture suddenly changed, and a subtle energy fluctuation came from the medicine cauldron. The moment these fluctuations touched the medicine cauldron, they were completely absorbed by the medicine cauldron, without leaking out a single bit.

Then, Xiao Ling waved his hand gently, and a shiny, round purple pill seemed to be pulled by an invisible hand and landed lightly in his palm. He carefully took out a jade box and stored the pill away properly.

This pill was the Soul-Melting Pill that he had promised to Queen Medusa. Xiao Ling planned to personally hand this pill to Medusa after she woke up to help her merge her soul.

In the yard, the breeze blew gently, bringing a faint medicinal fragrance as well as a hint of tranquility and peace.

"Brother Xiao Ling, you've been refining the elixir for so long, do you feel tired?" Han Xue asked softly as she saw Xiao Ling finished refining the elixir. Han Yue carefully wiped the sweat off his forehead with a handkerchief.

Zi Yan rolled her eyes and found that she seemed to have no skills in taking care of people, so she could only cross her legs and chew pills, looking quite playful.

"It's just refining a sixth-grade pill. It's a piece of cake for me. It's no big deal." As he spoke, Xiao Ling took the tea handed to him by Han Xue and drank it all. He enjoyed Han Yue's careful care, squinted his eyes, and his tone was full of satisfaction and relaxation.

"Brother Xiao Ling, you are so awesome..." Han Xue's eyes were shining with admiration, as if she had been completely conquered by Xiao Ling's charm.

"Come on, stop praising me like that. I'm going to blush if you continue praising me." Xiao Ling said with a smile, while reaching out to gently rub Han Xue's two pigtails, making her cheeks flush, but she still behaved well and didn't avoid it.

Han Yue watched this scene from the sidelines and could only shake her head helplessly. She knew her sister was already in deep trouble, beyond redemption. In recent evenings, during her in-depth conversations with Xiao Ling, she had dropped hints, intentionally or not, and it became clear that Xiao Ling was also harboring similar thoughts.

Thinking of this, Han Yue looked at Xiao Ling with a hint of resentment in her eyes unconsciously.

As if he had noticed Han Yue's somewhat resentful look, Xiao Ling turned his head and pecked Han Yue lightly on the face, then said confidently, "Yue'er, don't worry, I only treat Xue'er as my sister, don't think too much."

As he spoke, Xiao Ling's hand unconsciously wanted to feel the softness.

Han Yue was quick to slap Xiao Ling's mischievous hand away and said helplessly, "Haha, I think you think Xue'er is your lover."

Seeing her sister flirting with Xiao Ling, Han Xue couldn't help but feel a little envious. She only learned about her sister and Xiao Ling's relationship not long ago, and she felt a little disappointed at the time.

The person she liked turned out to be her brother-in-law, which made her feel a little at a loss. However, when she heard her sister say that Xiao Ling was not the only woman in her heart, the haze in her heart suddenly dissipated. If this is true, then does she have a chance too?

She also heard from her aunt that men like sisters the most. Thinking of this, Han Xue unconsciously leaned towards Xiao Ling.

Xiao Ling noticed Han Xue's little move. He turned his head and looked at Han Xue's slightly shy face. He suddenly hugged Han Xue into his arms and said, "Xue'er, are you interested in your sister's proposal?"

"Sister, you... Brother Xiao Ling, you are so bad..." Han Xue was stunned by Xiao Ling's hug. When Xiao Ling asked, she almost agreed in a daze. But then she suddenly came to her senses, her face was as red as a ripe apple, she covered her face, and ran away after saying half a sentence.

Looking at Han Xue's running back, Xiao Ling shook his head helplessly, "This girl, she talks big, but she doesn't have the courage to take action."

Han Yue watched this scene from the side and couldn't help laughing, "Xiao Ling, stop teasing her. Look, you scared Xue'er away."

Xiao Ling smiled, released the empty space in his arms, looked at Han Yue and said, "Okay, I won't tease her anymore. But seriously, Yue'er, do you really not mind?"

Han Yue leaned gently on Xiao Ling's shoulder and said softly, "Silly boy, why would I mind? As long as you don't abandon me, nothing else matters."

The two of them leaned close together, and the air around them seemed to become sweet, which made Zi Yan beside them frown slightly.

Suddenly, Xiao Ling's brows slightly frowned. In his perception, from outside Tianbei City, there suddenly came the aura of an eight-star Dou Zong. Such a strong man is not a common figure in Tianbei City.

Noticing Xiao Ling's abnormality, Han Yue raised her head with a hint of confusion in her eyes, "Xiao Ling, what's wrong? Did something happen?"

Xiao Ling gently patted the back of Han Yue's hand and comforted her, "It's nothing serious, it's just that a powerful person came to Tianbei City. I'll go see what's going on."

"Who is it? I hope you won't be in any danger." Han Yue's tone revealed a hint of worry.

"Don't worry, I have a Dou Zun-level Heavenly Demon Puppet as my bodyguard. No one can hurt me easily. That person doesn't have the strength to do that." Xiao Ling smiled and continued, "I'll be back soon."

After saying that, Xiao Ling's figure flashed, and in a few flashes, he left the Han family mansion.

Han Yue looked at the direction where Xiao Ling left, and her worries gradually subsided. She knew that Xiao Ling was not a reckless person, and he would definitely act carefully. Moreover, as he said, with the protection of the Heavenly Demon Puppet, his safety should not be a problem.

……

Hong family, in the reception room.

The atmosphere in the gorgeous reception room was solemn and peaceful. There were three people sitting in the room, two old men and a young man.

Two of the old men were talking in low voices. One was the helmsman of the Hong family, Hong Tianxiao, and the other was the leader of Fenglei North Pavilion, Fei Tian.

"Hong Xiaotian, have you found out the news about the eighth-grade alchemist who appeared in Tianbei City recently?" Fei Tian tapped the armrest of the chair with his fingers. With his other hand, he held up a cup of tea and sipped it slowly. His eyes were not directly directed at Hong Tianxiao, revealing the composure of a superior.

Hong Tianxiao was a little unhappy when he saw this, but considering that the other party was a veteran Dou Zong master and an important figure in Fenglei Pavilion, he had to suppress his dissatisfaction and said slowly, "Pavilion Master Fei, I have already found out the news about the eighth-grade alchemist. As far as I know, this person is named Xiao Ling, from Canaan College, he is very young, about twenty years old, and is a classmate of Han Yue, the eldest daughter of the Han family. This time when he came to Zhongzhou, he visited the Han family. As for the reason for refining the eighth-grade elixir that day, it is said that there was some friction with the chief alchemist of the Han family."

Since Xiao Ling wanted to make a name for himself in Zhongzhou, he did not ask the Han family to block any news about him. For those who came to inquire about his background, Xiao Ling instructed the Han family to be honest and answer their questions truthfully.

Hearing this, Fei Tian, ​​who was originally sipping tea leisurely, trembled and the hot tea splashed on his hands, but he was completely unaware. "A twenty-year-old eighth-grade alchemist? And from the Northwest Continent? How is this possible?" He originally thought that it was an old alchemist who had been reclusive, but the facts were beyond his expectations.

"Hong Tianxiao, are you sure the information is correct?" There was a hint of urgency in Fei Tian's voice.

"Master Fei, all of this was stated by that person himself. If it's not false, it should be true." Hong Tianxiao answered neither humbly nor arrogantly.

Fei Tian pondered for a moment, thinking to himself, if this young man really came from the Northwest Continent and had just arrived in Zhongzhou, then he should not have been involved with other forces. If he could be brought to Fenglei Pavilion at this time, or at least establish a good relationship with him, it would undoubtedly be a hundred harms and no benefits for Fenglei Pavilion.

Thinking of this, Fei Tian turned to Hong Chen and said, "Hong Chen, you did a good job on this matter. When I return to Fenglei North Pavilion, I will promote you to a core disciple and give you the qualification to practice my Fenglei Pavilion's unique skills."

Hong Chen was sitting quietly at the side. When he heard Fei Tian's promise, he immediately showed joy on his face. He quickly stood up and saluted respectfully, "Thank you, Pavilion Master!"

……

While these people were chatting leisurely, they were unaware that a figure was lurking silently on the roof of the living room and had heard their conversation clearly.

The figure standing on the roof was none other than Xiao Ling, who had followed the scent before.

At that time, he sensed the aura of this eight-star Dou Zong lingering in the Hong family, and he began to guess about the identity of this person.

Now that Hong Tianxiao called that person "Pavilion Master Fei", that person's identity was self-evident. He was the Pavilion Master of Fenglei North Pavilion, Fei Tian.

"Originally, I was still thinking about how to get the upper level of Three Thousand Thunder Movements and the cultivation method of Three Thousand Thunder Illusion Body," Xiao Ling thought to himself, "Now Fei Tian has come all the way to Tianbei City in order to get information about me. It's really like looking for something without any effort."

Thinking of this, Xiao Ling couldn't help but curl up the corners of his mouth into a meaningful smile.

Chapter 310: Soul Palace Takes Action

Once Xiao Ling had the idea of ​​seizing the method to practice the Three Thousand Thunder Illusionary Bodies in his mind, his brain began to work rapidly, thinking about the best plan of action.

With his current strength, dealing with an eight-star Dou Zong expert like Fei Tian should be a piece of cake.

If Fei Tian died unexpectedly in Tianbei City, there is no doubt that everyone's attention would be focused on Xiao Ling first. As an eighth-grade alchemist, and having a puppet that can resist eighth-grade pill thunder, such a combination is indeed too eye-catching, and it is hard not to arouse suspicion.

However, Xiao Ling did not intend to make enemies for no reason. At present, it was the most ideal situation to avoid conflict with Fenglei Pavilion.

Although he was not afraid of forces like the Fenglei Pavilion, it was hard to say whether the Thunder Venerable, a mere three-star Dou Zun, could defeat the Skyfire Venerable, but Xiao Ling did not want to make trouble out of nothing and bring himself unnecessary trouble.

Therefore, Xiao Ling had already started to conceive a plan in his mind, a plan that would allow him to obtain the method of practicing the Three Thousand Thunder Illusionary Body without arousing suspicion.

As he was thinking in his mind, a brilliant plan quickly flashed through Xiao Ling's mind. The corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise slightly, revealing a smug smile.

In Xiao Ling's opinion, if he could command the soul body in the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, disguise it as the guardian of the Soul Palace, and assassinate Fei Tian, ​​then the plan would be perfect.

Once he succeeds, he will be able to take the cultivation method of the Three Thousand Thunder Illusion Bodies from Fei Tian.

"Leave a few people alive during the operation, so that they can witness the Soul Palace's actions with their own eyes." He continued to think, "In this way, the greatest suspicion will naturally fall on the Soul Palace, and the more muddy the water, the better. Maybe Fenglei Pavilion will have a grudge against the Soul Palace because of this. Although the Soul Palace may not take Fenglei Pavilion seriously at all, why not give them a little trouble?"

Xiao Ling became more and more confident in the feasibility of this plan. He believed that as long as it was done properly, he would not only be able to obtain the cultivation method he had always dreamed of, but also be able to cleverly create some trouble for the Soul Palace.

After having a preliminary plan, the next step was to take action. Afterwards, Xiao Ling waved his hand lightly and took out the Ten Thousand Souls Banner from the system space.

As soon as this flag appeared, the air around it seemed to vibrate, emitting an indescribable strange aura.

As Xiao Ling's mind moved, ten Dou Zong-level souls responded to the call, led by none other than the old demon ghost who was once feared in the Black Horn Region.

Under Xiao Ling's careful cultivation, the soul body of the old demon has reached the peak of Dou Zong. With time, breaking through to the Dou Zun realm is just around the corner.

The other nine souls were all Dou Zong masters, and their strength should not be underestimated. The strongest among them reached the level of Dou Zong Seven Stars, and the weakest was also at the level of Three Stars Dou Zong. If these ten masters joined forces to deal with Fei Tian, ​​an Eight Star Dou Zong, it would be a piece of cake.

As soon as these souls appeared, the air around them seemed to become colder, their eyes flashed with scarlet light, revealing a chilling aura. Then, they all knelt on one knee, facing Xiao Ling, waiting for his instructions.

Looking at the ten souls in front of him, Xiao Ling nodded with satisfaction. These souls were the result of his careful cultivation.

Whenever there were things that needed to be handled secretly, he could always send these capable subordinates to take action, and he could also cleverly shift the suspicion to the Soul Palace afterwards.

He casually took out ten black robes worn by the Soul Palace guardians and handed them to the souls one by one, motioning them to put them on.

After these soul bodies put on the black robes representing the Soul Palace, Xiao Ling looked at them again and found that their temperament was indeed somewhat similar to that of the people in the Soul Palace.

These souls transformed by the Ten Thousand Souls Banner have a gloomy aura, which coincides with the temperament of the Soul Palace. Now with the iconic black robe, they are just like the real Soul Palace guardians.

"Earth Demon, take the others and deal with the guy named Fei Tian down there later." Xiao Ling gave the order. Although his voice was calm, there was a hint of excitement.

"You can make a bigger move to ensure that everyone in the Hong family will notice it. As for other ordinary people who are not related, just ignore them."

He paused for a moment, as if remembering something, and continued, "Remember, before you attack, you must declare yourself to be the Soul Palace's guardian. Earth Demon, you can just call yourself the Soul Palace's guardian 'Hundan'. When you attack, you must use the Soul Palace's fighting skills. Also, before you attack, remember to laugh a few times to create that atmosphere."

After listening to Xiao Ling's instructions, the old demon and the other souls nodded to show their understanding. These souls all had independent consciousness, and after hearing Xiao Ling's instructions, they also knew what to do next.

Then, the old demon and the other nine souls turned into ten black streams of light, spreading silently and surrounding the reception room where Fei Tian and the other two were. Their movements were swift and precise, like a large black net, covering the entire reception room in a shadow.

Xiao Ling stood in the air, skillfully concealing his aura, like a bystander hidden in the night, quietly looking down at the situation below. His eyes revealed a hint of anticipation, waiting for the show to begin.

……

Hong family, in the reception room.

"Master Fei Tian, ​​our Hong family has collected a lot of precious gifts recently. When you go to visit that eighth-grade alchemist, could you allow me to accompany you?" Hong Tianxiao said with a hint of smile, his tone somewhat tentative.

As soon as Fei Tian heard this, he understood what Hong Tianxiao was planning. He wanted to make himself familiar to the eighth-grade alchemist, and maybe win some favor from him. Fei Tian didn't care about this little trick.

He nodded slightly and responded calmly, "Since you have this wish, it's okay to take you there..."

As soon as Fei Tian finished speaking, he suddenly stopped talking, and his originally lazy eyes suddenly became sharp, as if he felt something.

Fei Tian's aura spread unconsciously, and the atmosphere in the entire reception room seemed to be pulled by this powerful momentum and suddenly became tense.

Hong Tianxiao, as a Dou Zong-level warrior, felt a little depressed by Fei Tian's majestic aura, but he could still hold on. On the other hand, Hong Chen, who was only a Dou Wang, turned pale in an instant, and even breathing became difficult.

Before they could figure out why Fei Tian suddenly reacted like that, the door to the reception room suddenly made a loud noise and was smashed open by a huge force. The door panel instantly turned into pieces, and smoke and dust rose up, which immediately attracted the attention of the three people.

Immediately afterwards, three dark shadows appeared in sight. Their appearance brought with it a gloomy atmosphere, as if even the air had dropped several degrees.

The three figures were dressed in black robes, their faces were hard to discern in the darkness, but their cold murderous intent was undisguised. Fei Tian and Hong Tianxiao immediately realized that the newcomers had bad intentions.

Fei Tian frowned, his eyes fixed on the three uninvited guests. They were dressed in black robes and exuded a disturbing aura. He immediately realized that these people were not simple.

This strange aura and these special clothes immediately made Fei Tian think of the origins of these people.

"You are from the Soul Palace." Fei Tian's voice was low and carried a hint of vigilance.

Soul Palace, this name is known to everyone in Zhongzhou. As the most powerful and strange force in Zhongzhou, even a force like Fenglei Pavilion is unwilling to easily provoke Soul Palace.

Fei Tian could feel that the auras of these three people were all above five-star Dou Zong, especially the leader, whose strength was almost as good as his.

Moreover, he also noticed that there were several Dou Zong-level auras outside the reception room, secretly watching him. If he really wanted to take action, he might be in danger of losing his life this time.

“Hehehe, Fenglei North Pavilion Master Fei Tian really has good eyesight.” The old demon’s voice was hoarse and sinister. “Your soul is of good quality. Once this guardian takes your soul, this year’s performance will be considered complete.”