Chapter 67 The Redemption of the Naughty Child
Chapter 67 The Redemption of the Naughty Child
Under the pressure of the eldest lady, the people who were originally going to escort Leng Xiyao back to see the clan leader suddenly became timid and had to change direction and head towards the family's medicine garden.
"Come on, come on, pick and take whatever you want. My mom is not here, so I have the final say here!" Zhu Lingxuan waved her hand and said very generously, but no matter how you look at it, it seems like the behavior of a naughty child who spends money on his family.
Leng Xiyao stared at the endless medicinal garden in front of her with her eyes wide open.
Before coming here, she had thought about the wealth of the Moon Shadow Civet Cat family, but she didn't expect them to be so wealthy!
In this medicine garden, there is not a single spiritual medicine below level seven, and there are countless level nine spiritual medicines. Who would have thought that the eldest lady of the spirit cat clan, who had just transformed a few years ago and whose strength was only at the level of a Soul Master, was actually brought to one of the main resource points of the family?
What a naughty kid!
"Hehe, this is about not receiving rewards without doing anything. What should I give?" In order to avoid being hunted down by the other parent in the future, Leng Xiyao thought it would be better for her not to deceive this naughty child.
Hearing this, Zhu Lingxuan approached her slyly and whispered, "Sister, can you teach me your sword-controlling skills? I promise that you can take as many spiritual medicines as you want from here!"
Leng Xiyao wanted to teach her, but the problem was that the sword-controlling technique was a skill transmitted to her directly by the system and she didn't learn it herself. She was quite skilled in it, but if you asked her about the principle behind it, she really couldn't answer at all.
"Ahem, well." Leng Xiyao was just about to act serious and try to fool this naughty kid, but two figures came quickly from the distance. Judging from their aura, they seemed to have bad intentions.
Upon hearing that Zhu Lingxuan had brought outsiders into the family's forbidden area, Zhu Ningbing was furious. How could she have given birth to such an unlucky thing?
Hearing the other party's words of betraying the family's interests without any bottom line from a distance, she was so angry that her face turned green. When she got closer, Zhu Ningbing said coldly to the woman beside her: "Ningyu, take Lingxuan back first, I will take care of the things here."
Zhu Ningbing was originally reluctant to discipline her obedient daughter, but with the constant external threats, she could only ask her daughter to improve her strength to protect herself. However, she was too ignorant. Although she had a very high seniority in the clan, she was still like a child.
"Niece, shall we go?" Zhu Ningyu, the second-in-command of the family, looked at the young patriarch who seemed useless, with a lot of worries on his face. If he and the patriarch's generation all died in the battlefield, then who would be able to take up the banner and continue the family?
In the past, each generation of the clan leader would leave behind at least ten sons as alternative heirs, but in this generation, the clan leader lost his fertility due to a serious injury and only gave birth to this one daughter.
If this inheritance system is not continued and a suitable heir is elected from the entire clan, the result will be equally devastating. Elections mean conflicts, and conflicts within a family mean the beginning of division.
"Hmph! What do you know? You all treat me like a child. You don't even know who has delayed the great plan of the entire tribe!" Zhu Lingxuan was so angry that her pretty face turned red when she saw that her affairs were being interfered with. "She knows how to release her soul power! She can even use her soul power to drive the long sword to drive herself to fly. If we learn this method, why would we worry about external enemies?"
"What? The release of soul power?" Upon hearing this explanation, Zhu Ningbing and Zhu Ningyu were both shocked. The look they gave towards Leng Xiyao had lost some of the calmness they had previously shown, and instead had a hint of greed.
Although the release of soul power is a human skill, after being modified by these soul beasts that have lived for hundreds of thousands of years, they can now allow their own people to practice it. If the entire tribe has cultivated this ability, the current predicament can be solved immediately!
If the entire forest was in the era of cold weapons, then this method of releasing soul power was equivalent to a musket. Even if it was just a very backward flintlock rifle, it was enough to bring about a lot of changes!
Seeing these two beauties, whose strength could not be seen through, losing their composure like this, Leng Xiyao felt that if she could not come up with this so-called method of releasing soul power, her day would be over.
But how could she release her soul power? The energy she used to control objects was not soul power at all, but spiritual energy. Even if she really had this method, the other party would not be able to use it at all!
Although the power systems of human soul masters and soul beasts are different, they are generally within the category of soul power. Psychic power and soul power are basically unrelated, and there is no connection between them at all!
"Hehe, I think you have misunderstood something. My sword is actually a flying soul guide device. It's not that I used any method to release soul power," Leng Xiyao explained weakly. If she didn't say this in advance, these two beauties in front of her might kill her!
Sure enough, as she spoke, the faces of the two beauties suddenly became depressed. Even Zhu Lingxuan, who was usually carefree, looked annoyed at this moment.
"But it doesn't matter. Although I don't have the method to release my soul power, we can cooperate on other things, right?" Feeling the atmosphere becoming increasingly solemn, Leng Xiyao spoke quickly.
"Oh? Just you, a mere Soul Master, two 90,000-year-old monsters, and this thief who has visited our house several times?" Zhu Ningbing glanced at Leng Xiyao indifferently, with a hint of contempt on her face.
It would be fine if those two soul beasts were from a certain race she had seen before, but she had never seen soul beasts with this appearance. This meant that they did not have a powerful clan behind them to back them up. Without a powerful clan, and with their limited strength, what cooperation could they discuss?
Seeing the two looking at her with unfriendly faces, Leng Xiyao's desire to survive was overwhelming, so she had to say: "I still have some soul bones. I just want to trade some ninth-level spiritual medicines with the nobles. I don't have any bad intentions. I hope you can forgive me."
Zhu Ningbing shook her head and said, "We don't lack soul bones here. Moreover, the soul bones of foreign races are of no help to us. They are far less effective than spiritual medicine in improving our strength."
This is a fact. After all, the Human-Faced Demon Spider Clan has a shallow foundation. The real big families have a tradition of soul bones. In the ancient times when soul beasts ruled the entire continent, there were countless soul beasts over a hundred thousand years old. Any family with some background would leave behind several sets of a hundred thousand year soul bones for the next clan leader and elders to equip. With this complete set of soul bones, even if facing a Super Douluo above level ninety-seven, they would not be at a disadvantage.
After death, in addition to leaving behind the original soul bone set, they will also leave behind their own piece, and the strength of the entire clan will grow like a snowball.
Of course, this snowball may roll a little slowly.
"Do you need bodyguards? I guess an elegant race like you are not good at fighting, right?" Thinking of the advantages of the Zerg, Leng Xiyao said weakly.
(End of this chapter)