Chapter 14 Liu Erlong is shocked, Lu Ming has a ten-thousand-year soul ring?!
This time, simply exposing Tang Hao's true colors has yielded such a rich reward.
If we were to expose the secrets of Tang San's twin martial souls, Xiao Wu's identity as a 100,000-year-old soul beast, Ning Rongrong's secrets about the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, and Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing's messy royal affairs...
Wouldn't the activity level in the chat group be off the charts every time?
Wouldn't the rewards be so plentiful that you'd be overwhelmed?
"It seems that the path to godhood for the Blue Silver Emperor is finally clear."
Lu Ming has drawn a clear picture of his future.
He glanced at the chat group interface; a night had passed, and the messages were still constantly being refreshed.
The people in the group were clearly still immersed in the shock and anger of Tang Hao's hypocritical face being exposed, and they kept cursing him.
After last night's fermentation, the information that Tang San is Tang Hao's son has become deeply ingrained in people's minds.
Lu Ming estimated the time; the Shrek group should have arrived at Blue Tyrant Academy by now.
He stood up, straightened his clothes, and prepared to go find Liu Erlong.
He made such a big commotion, his soul power surged, and his martial soul evolved. He should at least let his cheap "mother" know so that she won't have to worry about his "useless martial soul."
...
at the same time.
The inner room of the Dean's office at Blue Tyrant Academy.
This is Liu Erlong's boudoir, decorated simply yet warmly, with a faint, pleasant fragrance in the air, like ambergris.
Liu Erlong leaned against the soft bed, her long, fiery red hair cascading down like a waterfall, creating a striking contrast with the snow-white sheets.
She was wearing only a loose silk robe, the neckline slightly open, revealing a small patch of delicate skin and her exquisite collarbone.
Those long, shapely, and powerful legs were crossed together.
The design outlines breathtaking curves, with full curves subtly revealed beneath the silk robe, exuding the unique charm of a mature woman.
At this moment, the usually hot-tempered female dean was frowning as she stared at the chat group interface in front of her.
"Tang Hao..."
She murmured the name, her eyes filled with contempt and anger.
She once held this Haotian Douluo in such high esteem, regarding him as a hero who rebelled against the Spirit Hall.
But now it seems that he was nothing more than a despicable man who rose to power by deceiving women and squeezing every last drop of value out of his wife!
The thought that his most admired theoretical master, Yu Xiaogang, was actually a loyal fan of this kind of person made Liu Erlong feel disgusted.
Birds of a feather flock together.
Tang Hao is a hypocrite, but what about Yu Xiaogang?
Is he truly sincere towards me, or does he have ulterior motives?
Once this thought arises, it grows like wild grass, impossible to contain.
The more Liu Erlong thought about it, the more agitated she became.
Her slender fingers tapped rapidly on the screen.
[Gentle Fire Dragon: Tang Hao is no man at all! I used to respect him so much! Like father, like son, that Tang San guy must be no better!]
Her message immediately caused a ripple effect.
[The cutest bunny: Tang Hao is a bad guy, what does that have to do with Tang San?]
Upon seeing this message, Xiao Wu immediately couldn't help but defend her third brother.
[Little Witch: Exactly! Tang San may be the son of a soul beast, but I've met him, and he's pure and innocent, definitely a good person!]
Ning Rongrong echoed.
Watching these people defend Tang San, Liu Erlong curled her lip in disdain.
A group of young girls who have never experienced the wickedness of human nature.
Tang Hao, a cunning and ruthless devil who would use his own wife and children as pawns, how good could his son be?
"Innocent."
Liu Erlong snorted coldly, and was about to say something more when he heard a sound coming from outside the door.
"Teacher Erlong!"
It's Lu Ming.
His voice was clear and resonant, indicating he was in a good mood.
Liu Erlong put aside his vexation, sat up from the bed, and casually draped the dean's uniform jacket over his shoulders to cover his alluring figure.
"Come in."
The door was pushed open, and Lu Ming appeared in the doorway.
The young man stood tall and straight. Overnight, his demeanor seemed to have undergone a transformation, and a sense of composure and confidence appeared between his brows.
"Xiao Ming, so early? Are you finished cultivating?"
Liu Erlong looked at him, a gentle smile appearing on her face, her anger and gloom replaced by tenderness.
This is the child she raised single-handedly, one of the few things she cares about in this world.
"Yes, it's over."
Lu Ming smiled and nodded, then walked into the room.
Liu Erlong stood up, walked over to him as usual, and reached out to straighten his slightly wrinkled collar.
She was tall, and even though Lu Ming had grown quite a bit taller, she was still a bit taller than him.
As she drew closer, her unique fragrance became even more pronounced, stirring a slight flutter in one's heart.
Lu Ming's gaze swept over them unintentionally.
Although Liu Erlong had put on a coat, she was still wearing that silk nightgown, which only reached her thighs.
When she stood up straight, her long, straight legs were displayed to the air without reservation. Her skin was firm and her lines were smooth, full of a healthy and wild beauty, making people marvel at the wonder of the Creator.
"Let's go, same as always, let me see if you've slacked off in your training lately."
Liu Erlong patted Lu Ming on the shoulder and took the lead towards the training ground outside.
This is their daily routine.
Liu Erlong, a Soul Saint, personally guided Lu Ming's cultivation and checked his progress in soul power.
Lu Ming smiled and followed.
On the training ground.
Liu Erlong stood to one side with her arms crossed, her long, fiery red hair fluttering slightly in the morning breeze.
"Xiao Ming, release your martial spirit and soul power, let me see."
She spoke, her tone tinged with anticipation.
"good."
Lu Ming responded without hesitation.
He raised his right hand, a thought forming in his mind.
Buzz!
A strange plant, its entire body shrouded in purple mist and its leaves covered with golden patterns, slowly bloomed in his palm.
Noble, mysterious, and full of life.
"This is..."
The smile on Liu Erlong's face froze instantly.
Her eyes widened suddenly, staring intently at the martial spirit in Lu Ming's hand.
Is this still the Blue Silver Grass that was deemed a useless martial soul?
What's with this noble aura, this overwhelming pressure?!
Has your martial soul mutated?
Before she could recover from the shock of her martial soul's transformation, something even more astonishing happened.
Yellow, yellow, black!
Three spirit rings rose up one after another from beneath Lu Ming's feet.
When Liu Erlong saw the deep black light of the third spirit ring, she felt her breath catch in her throat.
Ten thousand years!
The third spirit ring is actually a ten-thousand-year spirit ring!
How is this possible?!
How could a human body withstand the energy impact of a ten-thousand-year-old soul ring at the third ring stage?!
(End of chapter)