People in Doupo: Unparalleled Talents Actually Bring a System

After all, with the abilities Xiao Ling has demonstrated now, if they can establish a good relationship, it will definitely be beneficial to Hua Zong.

At the end of the meeting, the Grand Elder of the Hua Sect even spoke up personally and sincerely invited Xiao Ling to serve as a guest elder of the sect.

You should know that Hua Sect has always only accepted female disciples. Such an unprecedented invitation shows their sincerity in winning them over.

However, upon hearing this, Xiao Ling just smiled and declined. Although this honor was rare, for him, apart from the two sisters Han Yue and Han Xue, his connection with Hua Zong was really limited.

In Xiao Ling's opinion, he only needs to be Han Yue's solid backing. With his support, Han Yue, as the new leader, will be more confident in the Hua Sect.

Moreover, if Hua Zong really had difficulties in the future, how could he sit idly by for Han Yue's sake? With this in mind, a polite refusal could make the relationship between them more comfortable.

After being rejected by Xiao Ling, the elder of Hua Sect showed regret, but did not try to persuade him to stay. After discussing some sect affairs, she signaled Han Yue to accompany Xiao Ling to tour around the sect.

The other elders also nodded in tacit agreement. In their opinion, all matters of the sect could be put on hold for now, and the most urgent task was to facilitate the two of them to get along and deepen their friendship.

After all, a person like Xiao Ling must be responsible for many important tasks, and his whereabouts are usually uncertain. He will definitely not be able to stay in Hua Sect for long this time. Such a rare opportunity for the two of them to get along should not be missed.

It would be better to take this opportunity for the two of them to cultivate their feelings so that their friendship will be more solid in the future.

Xiao Ling and Han Yue looked at each other and smiled, and they understood the intentions of the elders. This arrangement was exactly what they wanted.

It has been several years since we last saw each other. Now that we meet again, it is the time to reunite after such a long time of separation. Naturally, we will not miss this rare opportunity to spend time together.

For the next half month, Xiao Ling temporarily put aside the affairs of the outside world and stayed in Huazong with peace of mind.

During the day, he either assisted Han Yue in handling sect affairs, or chatted with Han Xue; after nightfall, the three of them often sat under the moon, recounting what they had seen and thought about over the years.

This half month was like a jar of aged wine, turning all the longing between Xiao Ling and Han Yue over the years into mellow honey.

The whispers while strolling under the moon, the sitting side by side in the meeting room, as well as the memories of the past and the visions of the future, have all become the sweet rain that nourishes the friendship.

The longing that was once separated by mountains and seas has now turned into a tacit understanding of being together day and night. Not only has it not been diluted by time, but it has become thicker with the passage of years, just like the green ivy entwined around old trees, each root and vine is deeply rooted in each other's hearts.

However, the gathering eventually came to an end, and in the blink of an eye, another half month had passed.

Xiao Ling also knew that he was only staying in Huazong temporarily as a guest. If he stayed for a long time, it would be against both morality and reason.

On the eve of their departure, Xiao Ling took out a carefully prepared jade box and handed it to the two sisters.

In the jade box, dozens of high-level elixirs with a lustrous halo lay quietly on the silk. The fragrance of the elixirs was everywhere, and the scent alone was enough to make people feel refreshed.

"These pills can help you stabilize your meridians and speed up the absorption of the Dou Qi in the seal. I made them specially for you. They should be of some help to you."

Xiao Ling chuckled and explained.

Han Xue and Han Yue held this heavy gift in their hearts, and as the time of separation was not far away, their emotions were surging and their eyes could not help but turn slightly red.

On the eve of their departure, some unspoken feelings spread in silence. The moonlight shone through the window, overlapping the shadows of the three people.

There is no need for any extra words; the slight tremor when the fingertips touch each other has already made the two of them understand each other's thoughts.

This inseparable bond bloomed quietly in the night, adding an indescribable tenderness to this journey to the Flower Sect and bringing it to a perfect end.

When the morning light pierced through the clouds, Xiao Ling was already standing in front of the space passage leading to the outside world from Hua Sect, and Mu Qingluan stood quietly beside him.

After giving his final instructions to the sisters Han Xue and Han Yue, he clasped his fists and bowed to the elders of the Hua Sect who were seeing him off.

Finally, after taking a deep look back at the two graceful figures, Xiao Ling no longer hesitated. With a wave of his sleeves, he took Mu Qingluan with him and stepped into the surging space vortex.

As the passage slowly closed, the figures of the two people completely dissipated in the hazy light, leaving only faint spatial ripples on the ground that had not yet faded.

Slowly retracting her gaze, Han Xue looked at Han Yue beside her, and said with a hint of regret: "Sister, I don't know when I can see Brother Xiao Ling again after we part today."

Han Yue also withdrew her gaze, but a gentle smile appeared on the corner of her lips: "Don't worry, we will meet again if we are destined to. Next time we meet again, we can't just stand behind him, we should try to really help him."

Han Xue nodded vigorously, her eyes firm: "Don't worry, sister! I will definitely practice hard, even if it's just a little bit, I also want to help Brother Xiao Ling and share some of the burden..."

……

The blue sky was cloudless as a huge black shadow streaked across the distant sky at lightning speed. The sharp sound of breaking wind was like thunder rolling through the clouds. Wherever it passed, the clouds surged like waves, just like a giant whale breaking through the waves.

The black shadow speeding through the clouds was the one carrying Xiao Ling and Mu Qingluan away from the Liekong Seat of Hua Sect.

On the broad back of the Likong Throne, Xiao Ling and Mu Qingluan sat cross-legged.

Under the sky, the only sound was the whistling wind, but the atmosphere was strangely stagnant.

During his previous time in Hua Sect, Xiao Ling got along very closely with the sisters Han Yue and Han Xue, and spent all his time with them, caring about them.

However, Mu Qingluan was inadvertently neglected. During the days when Xiao Ling treated her differently, the grievances in her heart quietly accumulated, turning into the lingering slight displeasure between her brows at this moment.

Facing Xiao Ling's gaze, Mu Qingluan turned away, her cheeks puffed up, her hair trembling slightly in the strong wind. She was clearly feeling aggrieved, but she was trying hard to look as if she didn't care:

"What are you looking at? Is there anything good to see? Besides, aren't there enough beautiful women around you, Master Xiao Ling? Aren't they enough for you to look at?"

Seeing this, Xiao Ling smiled and moved closer to her: "Alright, alright, Junior Sister, don't be angry. Whatever treasure you want, I will find it for you immediately. Whatever elixir you want, I will refine it for you later. Don't be angry with yourself."

Seeing that she still didn't look back, Xiao Ling sighed helplessly: "It's really because I haven't seen Han Yue and Han Xue for too long before, so I couldn't take care of other things at the moment. But we will see each other every day in Xingyun Pavilion, and there are still many days to come, so don't be so petty, okay?"

Seeing Mu Qingluan's eyelashes trembling, he added: "Besides, you got along so well with them in Hua Zong, why are you angry now?"

Before he finished speaking, Mu Qingluan couldn't help but burst out laughing, raised her hand and gently hit Xiao Ling: "Slippery tongue! Who wants to see you every day!"

Seeing that Mu Qingluan finally couldn't hold back her smile, Xiao Ling finally let go of his worries. He was secretly glad that his junior sister was just having a little temper and wasn't too angry.

He immediately curled the corners of his mouth and stretched out his fingertips to poke Mu Qingluan's blushing cheek.

Just at this moment, the hand he had just raised suddenly paused slightly.

Then, the previous playful atmosphere instantly subsided, his pupils shrank slightly, the aura around him suddenly turned cold, and his eyes suddenly shot like an eagle, heading straight to the northwest where the clouds were rolling.

There, Xiao Ling felt a breath that was extremely familiar to him.

The chilly aura with strange fluctuations was like a brand engraved into his bones. He would never make a mistake. Looking across the entire continent, only the people of the Soul Palace exuded such a special aura.

Mu Qingluan, who was originally planning to continue pretending, saw Xiao Ling's expression suddenly become serious, and her face instantly became serious. She hurriedly asked, "Brother, is there something wrong?"

Xiao Ling did not look back, his eyes still fixed on the rolling clouds in the northwest, his tone was low and solemn: "Well, we did encounter some emergencies, but it's not a big deal."

After a pause, he added: "Don't worry, don't be afraid of anything that happens in the future. With my brother here, he will definitely protect you."

Hearing Xiao Ling's response, Mu Qingluan's face turned pale instantly. How could she not hear the deep meaning in his words? It was obvious that they were afraid of running into an enemy ambush this time.

But looking at Xiao Ling's calm and steady back, the words "Senior brother is here" were like a reassurance, inexplicably dispelling the panic in her heart.

Mu Qingluan took a deep breath and nodded vigorously, her voice light but firm: "Yes!"

However, Xiao Ling said this with full confidence.

With his current perception, he has already clearly detected the other party's strength. Although the people from the Soul Palace who came this time are not ordinary people, they are still not to be feared in his eyes.

With his current strength, it would be easy for him to protect Mu Qingluan's safety, and he could even capture her in one fell swoop.

He sneered inwardly. The Soul Palace had not shown up for a long time since they parted in Shengdan City. It turned out that they had been holding back something big. Taking advantage of the opportunity when Xiao Ling left Hua Zong, they set up an ambush on the road back to Xingyun Pavilion.

But it’s also good. It’s a good opportunity for the Wanhun Banner to taste some fresh “food”, which is also an unexpected surprise.

Chapter 604: A Little Shock to the Soul Palace

At the same time, in the northwest direction where Xiao Ling was looking, a distorted void suddenly began to ripple like water waves.

Several figures shrouded in black robes seemed to sense something, and their dark pupils under their hoods turned towards Rayquaza at the same time, like poisonous snakes locking onto their prey.

The leader was wearing a black robe with dark gold patterns. The chains wrapped around his sleeves hung in the air, with dark red blood crystals condensed on the barbs at the end. As he raised his hands, a teeth-grinding friction sound was made.

"As expected of an eighth-grade peak alchemist, his perception is really sharp. He actually discovered us so quickly..."

The black-robed man's hoarse laughter smelled of rust. His withered fingers swept across the void, dragging out spatial cracks in the air. It was clear how powerful he was.

“Oh, so what if he can sense it in advance?” Another black-robed man sneered, stroking his chin, his eyes made more sinister by the dark red glow, “We ambushed him here today, he is already trapped, he can’t escape even if he has wings.”

"It's quite interesting." A man in a blue robe beside him suddenly sneered, and with his bony fingers he pushed away the swirling black mist.

"Knowing that there is a dead end ahead, instead of running away, he drives his beast straight towards us. Could it be that Xiao Ling has lost his mind?"

A black bone fan slid out from his sleeve. The skull totem on the fan was glowing faintly. With a slight wave, several dark purple wind blades were rolled up.

"But it doesn't matter. Whether it's voluntarily falling into the trap or struggling to death, it saves us the effort of searching manually..."

"Don't underestimate the enemy." At this time, a hoarse voice suddenly pierced through the crowd's laughter. A snow-white robe appeared from the black fog. The wrinkles on the old man's forehead were as sharp as a knife, and the tips of his gray eyebrows were frost-covered.

"How can Xiao Ling be a reckless person if he can disrupt the layout of our Soul Palace in Shengdan City? If he doesn't have some confidence, how dare he face us?"

"Moreover, Xiao Ling's Sky-Splitting Seat has been famous in Zhongzhou for a long time. I have also heard of it. He has a combat power comparable to that of a high-level Dou Zun, plus he can travel thousands of miles in an instant."

The old man narrowed his eyes, and his pupils reflected the slender black shadow approaching from the sky.

"If we let him come and go as he pleases, the ambush we set up today will be in vain and we will miss this opportunity. We must first restrain him firmly to prevent Xiao Ling from escaping."

……

When the whispers of the people in the Soul Palace melted into the strange void, the Sky-Splitting Throne had already transformed into a silver lightning that tore through the sky.

The giant beast's slender body was like a dragon's tail, and every violent twist dragged dozens of overlapping afterimages among the clouds. Wherever it passed, the space was covered with spider-web-like ripples like a mirror, and even the howling gale was stirred into broken vortices.

Xiao Ling's clothes fluttered on its back, but his eyes were still calm. Mu Qingluan was holding a jade flute tightly, her knuckles turned white due to nervousness, but she was still trying to stay calm.

As Rayquaza continued to fly, the distance between the two sides was getting closer and closer.

Xiao Ling looked around and saw rolling gray mountains under his feet.

The jagged rocks crouched on the top of the mountain like ferocious beasts, the ancient trees entangled with dead vines were twisted into strange postures, and the entire mountain range was devoid of any life.

The roars of animals and the chirping of birds that were supposed to be heard in the past have completely disappeared. Only the dead silent wind blows through the canyon, making a whimpering echo, as if it is a dead zone where the soul has been sucked away.

With his terrifying mental power, he could detect that the air was filled with a faint strange energy, which was intertwined with the unique cold and gloomy aura of the Soul Palace, making this desolate land even more eerie.

Even Mu Qingluan, who was always in a tense state, noticed something unusual at this moment, and the thin sweat from her palms soaked her sleeves.

She subconsciously grabbed Xiao Ling's collar, her fingertips trembling slightly, and her voice was filled with worry that was difficult to conceal: "Brother, something seems to be wrong around here..."

Xiao Ling noticed the trembling of her fingertips, and covered the jade hand that was tightly grasping the collar with his slender fingers. The warmth rising from his palm dispelled some of the coldness.

The corners of his lips curled up into a calm smile, and his tone was as steady as before: "Don't worry, I'll take care of everything, don't worry."

Seeing the determination in Xiao Ling's eyes and brows, Mu Qingluan's tense back relaxed unconsciously.

That familiar figure was like a magic needle that stabilized the sea, calming down all the panic and tension that had just surged.

She nodded gently, clasped Xiao Ling's wrist with her backhand, and said with a little more reassurance in her voice: "I believe in you, Senior Brother, everything will be fine..."

After comforting Mu Qingluan, Xiao Ling slowly withdrew his gaze and looked forward. His eyes seemed to penetrate layers of void and stare directly at the four figures who had been waiting here.

The corners of his lips suddenly raised up a meaningful arc, but there was a cold light in his eyes, and he smacked his lips softly: "Tsk tsk tsk tsk, the Soul Palace really spent a lot of money this time."

His fingertips unconsciously stroked his chin, and he murmured to himself with a hint of amusement in his voice,