An Lan's voice was filled with absolute confidence.
It was as if in his eyes there was no one who couldn't be killed, and no city that couldn't be breached.
Upon hearing this, King Jin's expression turned somewhat unpleasant.
Isn't this obviously saying he's useless?
"An Lan, do not underestimate the enemy."
"Not only is Li Changqing's strength unfathomable, but he also possesses some kind of strange Dao Law."
King Jin snorted coldly.
"Moreover, that battle wasn't over, and he was my opponent!"
"Next time we meet, I will wash away this shame!"
...
Douluo Continent.
The images flow.
Through the perspectives of Qian Renxue and Ning Rongrong, the people of the Douluo Continent begin to truly understand the vastness of the Immortal Realm.
It was a bizarre and boundless world.
Any single city here is larger than the entire Heavenly Dou Empire.
Any bird, with its wings spread, could cover half of Wuhun City.
"It's too big..."
"Compared to that place, our Douluo Continent is like a speck of dust."
Master Yu Xiaogang held the notebook in his hands, his hands trembling.
The more detailed his records became, the more desperate he felt.
This is not a civilization on a single dimension.
Just then.
A striking bullet comment suddenly floated across the sky.
Have you noticed Ning Rongrong's cultivation level?
This comment instantly caught everyone's attention.
"Cultivation level? What cultivation level?"
"Didn't she go to sweep the floor?"
Everyone's attention was drawn to the figure in the corner of the screen.
In the picture.
Ning Rongrong was dressed in a simple gray cloth robe and was holding a large broom, diligently sweeping the fallen leaves in front of Changqing Hall.
She looked tired, with beads of sweat on her forehead.
Although she was just a handyman, she would occasionally catch a glimpse of Li Changqing's back from afar, and a silly smile would appear on her little face.
[Observe her soul power fluctuations!]
Someone reminded me.
The next moment.
Countless gasps of astonishment echoed throughout every corner of the Douluo Continent.
"hiss--"
"Holy crap?!"
"Level 60... Level 60?!"
Flander's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets. He rubbed his glasses hard, thinking he was seeing things.
That's right.
In the scene, the girl sweeping the floor has faint fluctuations of soul power emanating from her body, which is clearly at the level of a level 60 Soul Emperor!
"How is this possible?!"
"What level was she when she went there? Level 26? Or level 27?"
"How long has it been? Less than a few days, right?"
"Even a rocket couldn't get this fast!"
What's even more devastating is...
During this period of time, no one saw Ning Rongrong cultivate at all.
Her daily routine consisted of sweeping the floor, wiping the table, spacing out, and looking at handsome men.
I have never sat cross-legged in meditation, not even for a second!
"This is outrageous!"
"I spent decades cultivating to become a Soul Emperor, and she just swept the floor and reached the maximum level?"
"Is this the Immortal Realm? Even breathing is an upgrade?"
Just as everyone was in shock.
Ning Rongrong in the picture also seemed to notice the abnormality in her body.
She stopped what she was doing and blinked, looking somewhat confused.
"Why do I feel so warm all over..."
She subconsciously summoned her martial spirit.
Buzz.
The light flickered.
A crystal-clear pagoda appeared in her palm.
only.
That's no longer the seventh floor.
It's eight floors!
The extra layer emitted a faint blue halo, a result of being imbued with the Daoist essence of the Evergreen Immortal Palace.
"An...Eight-Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda?!"
Inside the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.
Ning Fengzhi suddenly stood up, and because of the sudden movement, the chair behind him was knocked over.
He stared intently at the pagoda in the picture, his breathing becoming extremely rapid.
"It has evolved..."
"Without using immortal herbs or hunting spirit beasts, just living there, and the martial spirit automatically evolved?"
Ning Fengzhi's eyes were filled with ecstasy, and there were even faint glimmers of tears.
This is the dream of the successive sect leaders of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School!
Break free from the shackles of martial spirit!
Unexpectedly, Rongrong did it so easily.
"Good! Good! Good!"
Chen Xin also said "good" three times in a row, and the Seven Kill Sword in his hand hummed.
"Rongrong, that girl, is indeed destined for great things!"
Compared to the ecstasy of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.
On Shrek Academy's side, the atmosphere was extremely tense.
Ma Hongjun looked at the chicken leg in his hand and suddenly felt it tasted bland.
He took a big bite and mumbled a curse:
"Why should I?!"
"It's one thing for that traitor Jiangzhu to get the opportunity, but how come even Ning Rongrong, that pampered brat, can take off?"
"What are we training so hard for?"
Dai Mubai also had a gloomy face and slammed his fist on the table.
envy.
A frenzied jealousy spread through their hearts.
...
at this time.
The scene changes.
The perspective shifted to Qian Renxue's side.
This is a vast and boundless lake under the starry sky.
The lake water is not ordinary water, but rather formed from liquefied starlight.
Li Changqing, dressed in white, sat alone on a blue stone by the lake.
He held an ordinary-looking bamboo pole in his hand and was fishing in the lake.
There are no fishhooks.
There was no bait either.
That is the cause and effect principle of "willing people take the bait".
He sat there quietly, and time seemed to slow down around him.
The passage of time seems to have solidified into a still painting behind him.
"So classy..."
The audience of Douluo Continent was once again stunned by this scene.
"Is this what the life of a big shot is like?"
"I wonder what he's fishing for? A dragon?"
Just as everyone was speculating...
The once calm void suddenly rippled.
It didn't have that violent, space-tearing force, but rather an extremely gentle fluctuation.
Immediately afterwards.
A clear and melodious bell rang out.
The sound of the bell seemed to penetrate the soul, stirring the heart and soul.
A pure white, jade-like foot gently stepped out from the void.
Then.
A woman dressed in fiery red slowly walked out.
She is so beautiful.
It is breathtakingly beautiful, and extremely flamboyant in its beauty.
Those captivating peach blossom eyes could make anyone fall in love with just one glance.
The fiery red dress hugged her devilish figure, revealing glimpses of her snow-white skin, exuding ultimate allure.
But within that allure lies an air of domineering self-importance.
The Immortal King.
An unparalleled being on par with Li Changqing.
Qian Renxue was standing to the side holding a tea tray. When she saw the person who came, she immediately bowed her head respectfully.
"Greetings to the Immortal King."
Her voice was filled with deep reverence.
This woman in red is a frequent visitor to the Changqing Immortal Palace and one of the few people in all the heavens and myriad realms who can stand on equal footing with Li Changqing.
The woman in red ignored Qian Renxue.
Her gaze remained fixed on the figure of the fisherman.
A slight upturn at the corners of her mouth revealed a charming smile.
"Evergreen".
She called out softly, her voice so sweet and tender it could melt your heart.
He walked straight to Li Changqing's side and sat down next to him without any hesitation.
"I heard that those old geezers from that foreign land came to cause you trouble again the other day?"
The woman in red turned her head to the side, her beautiful eyes fixed on Li Changqing's profile, her gaze filled with undisguised admiration.
(End of chapter)