LRAB Chapter 17 I want to introduce you to someone
Chapter 17 I want to introduce you to someone
Ye Chenxing leaned back in Lin Jiayi's large, comfortable office chair, surveying her surroundings.
The walls had a metallic texture, the floor was seamlessly spliced, and the soul tool screens on the table shimmered with light.
He couldn't help but sigh, "If I had just transmigrated and opened my eyes to see this scene, I probably wouldn't even realize I was in Douluo Continent."
At the same time, this is another reason why he came here, besides summoning heroic spirits and imitating the royal family with his martial spirit.
Technological level.
There's no way around it. As a human from Earth who has experienced 21st-century modern civilization, who would choose to play Clash of Clans in the original Douluo Three Kingdoms region instead of visiting the Soul Guidance City? That would be pure torture.
Moreover, his primary task now is to monetize resources. If he wants to quickly accumulate power, he must rely on a powerful backer. Looking at the entire continent, there are only four top-tier forces that can catch his eye at most.
The Body Sect? Their rule is that you only need a Body Martial Soul; the threshold is very high, so they just pass you by.
Shrek Academy? He just offended them; going back would be like walking into a trap. Pass.
Holy Spirit Cult? Thinking of those evil soul masters who practiced blood sacrifices, Ye Chenxing shook his head. Although he didn't consider himself a good person, he would never associate with these inhuman perverts.
Moreover, if he really went to the Holy Spirit Cult, he was afraid that the angel god beside him would lose control of the angelic sword in his hand on the spot.
If we're talking about irreconcilable contradictions in this world, then angels and evil spirit masters would definitely be in the top three.
This is also why he insisted on having Qian Renxue disguise herself as the Bright Swan Martial Soul. Apart from the slightly wicked sense of humor that paid homage to Xue Qinghe, the main reason was that she was an evil soul master.
If the Holy Spirit Cult were to learn that the six-winged angels, representing ultimate light, had reappeared, they would absolutely go mad and would stop at nothing to annihilate them.
If Qian Renxue were to unleash her full power, relying on the Angelic Martial Soul's ability to counter evil soul masters and dark attributes, she might be able to suppress the two ultimate powerhouses, Death God Douluo Ye Xishui and Dragon Emperor Douluo Long Xiaoyao.
However, if the Holy Spirit Cult were to launch a full-scale attack, even ants can kill an elephant, let alone a pack of ferocious wolves. No matter how strong Qian Renxue is, she will inevitably be overwhelmed and find herself in a bitter battle.
Most importantly, his greatest enemy, the Tang God King from the divine realm, was hanging over his head.
Therefore, the Sun and Moon Empire is indeed his best option at present.
"Bang!"
The sound of the door opening interrupted Ye Chenxing's thoughts. A round figure appeared as if by teleportation, bringing with it a gust of wind, and instantly rushed in front of Ye Chenxing.
It was none other than Jing Hongchen, the head of Mingde Hall and a level nine Soul Master.
Looking at the white-haired, red-eyed, and otherworldly-looking young man before him, Jing Hongchen paused slightly in his running, and suddenly realized something.
With such an appearance, it's no wonder that my proud and arrogant granddaughter was so flustered today, completely losing all her composure as a girl.
With his striking good looks and composed demeanor, it's definitely this kid.
Having confirmed his target, Jing Hongchen no longer cared about the dignity of a hall master. He rushed forward in three steps, staring at Ye Chenxing as if he were looking at an extremely rare level ten soul tool.
"Your Highness! You... are well! Very well!"
Jing Hongchen's voice trembled slightly with extreme excitement.
The royal family of the Sun Moon Empire has been passed down for tens of thousands of years. Successive rulers have dreamed of breaking the shackles that prevented the Sun Martial Soul from reaching its "ultimate" level, but all of them ultimately failed.
But now, the ultimate fire and the ultimate light, two miracles that defied the norms of the entire continent, appeared before his eyes at the same time!
Jing Hongchen's mind was already frantically calculating the future. He knew better than anyone that as long as he firmly bound this person of boundless potential to the Mingde Hall's war machine, and then tailored the most advanced soul-guiding technology for him...
The Shrek Academy's foundation is nothing to worry about! The Sun Moon Empire's unification of the continent with overwhelming force is simply a foregone conclusion!
Looking at the fat old man in front of him, whose face was flushed with fervor, who was so excited that he could barely speak and was only panting heavily, Ye Chenxing awkwardly tugged at the corners of his mouth.
"The sect leader?"
Lin Jiayi, panting, brought Xiao Hongchen and Meng Hongchen, the siblings, up from behind. Upon seeing the scene before him, he couldn't help but exclaim.
Jing Hongchen's mind, which had been clouded by ecstasy, finally cooled down a little.
He suddenly realized that he, the dignified head of Mingde Hall, had lost his composure in front of a teenager, which was simply unbecoming!
"Ahem!" Jing Hongchen blushed, quickly straightened up, and pretended to straighten his collar, forcibly suppressing the fervor on his face and putting on a dignified and serious expression.
He took a deep breath and said in a deep voice, "Your Highness, seeing is believing. Even with Jia Yi and this state-of-the-art testing equipment as my guarantee, I still want to see... your martial spirit with my own eyes."
"Buzz—"
With an extremely subtle resonance, a sun suddenly rose in Ye Chenxing's palm.
Even though Ye Chenxing deliberately suppressed the range, the pure, unadulterated light and the intense fire that seemed capable of instantly burning away the soul still filled the entire office in an instant.
Jing Hongchen, who was closest to the source, was the first to be affected. Even with the protection of his profound cultivation as a Title Douluo, the hair on his forehead curled slightly under the terrifying heat.
"Hiss—" Jing Hongchen gasped, his pupils suddenly contracting.
It was truly the ultimate fire! Not only that, but there was also the flawless ultimate light! A mutated solar martial soul with two ultimate forms—this was an unprecedented miracle in the tens of thousands of years of history of the Sun Moon Empire!
He had witnessed the release of the Sun Martial Soul countless times in his life, but this time was different. He seemed to see the future of the Sun and Moon Empire shining in the sun.
Jing Hongchen clenched his fists so tightly that his nails almost dug into his flesh, barely suppressing the urge to laugh wildly. He waved his hand, signaling Ye Chenxing to put away his martial spirit, then paced anxiously back and forth in the office with his hands behind his back.
His mind was frantically calculating the gains and losses.
If... if this peerless genius in front of him were just a commoner with no background, or even just an ordinary nobleman's son, Jing Hongchen would definitely not hesitate to pour all the resources of the Mingde Hall into nurturing him into the future pillar of the Mingde Hall!
By then, Mingdetang's position in the empire will be forever unshakeable, and may even surpass imperial power.
But... he possesses that martial spirit! He is a direct descendant of the royal family!
This extremely sensitive identity turned what was originally a perfect "miracle from heaven" into a super bomb that could detonate the entire nation at any moment.
Jing Hongchen knew all too well what the palace was like now. Although Crown Prince Xu Tianran was crippled, he was ruthless and ambitious, and the other princes were no pushovers either. The struggle for the throne had already reached a fever pitch.
At this moment, if a "legitimate bloodline" with dual extreme solar martial souls were put on the table, or forcibly tied to the Mingde Hall's war chariot... what would the Crown Prince think? What would the Emperor think?
Mingde Hall will be instantly drawn into the bottomless vortex of imperial power struggles. If it is not careful, it may even bring about the destruction of the entire Hongchen family!
"We can't let him get involved... We absolutely cannot let Mingde Hall wade into the muddy waters of the power struggle with this brat!"
Jing Hongchen gritted her teeth, her steps abruptly halting, a resolute glint flashing in her eyes.
We must protect this promising talent that has the potential to overturn the landscape of mainland China, while keeping Mingdetang out of the fray.
Looking across the entire Sun Moon Empire, there is only one person who can simultaneously ignore the power struggles within the imperial court, suppress dissent from both the court and the public, and possess absolute authority, even commanding respect from His Majesty the current emperor!
Jing Hongchen turned to look at Ye Chenxing, a complex smile appearing on his chubby face: "Your Highness, your talent, like your status... is too astonishing. Although I am the Master of Mingde Hall, I cannot control the entire Sun Moon Empire."
He paused, his tone becoming incredibly solemn and reverent:
"To allow you to focus on your cultivation and avoid getting caught up in the dirty power struggles within the palace, I have decided to introduce you to someone."
Jing Hongchen took a deep breath and said, word by word:
"The true pillar of the Sun Moon Empire, the foremost Soul Master of our time—and my mentor, the head of the Sun Moon Empire's Hall of Worship, Kong Deming!"
......
Half an hour later.
After listening to Jing Hongchen's rambling, almost incoherent narration, Kong Deming slowly opened his eyes.
The old man, who had long since become a master of composure, now had a turbulent undercurrent in his usually calm eyes. His withered fingers trembled slightly, and after a long while, he managed to squeeze out a few muttered words from his throat:
"The ultimate martial spirit...!"
"The Martial Soul that my Sun Moon Empire has sought for nearly ten thousand years, the shackles that successive emperors have exhausted their efforts to break, has actually appeared..." Kong Deming's voice grew louder and louder, faintly carrying a hint of barely suppressed elation and desolation, "Good! Good! This ultimate attribute no longer favors the original Douluo Three Kingdoms, no longer favors Shrek Academy! Heaven bless my Sun Moon! Heaven bless my Sun Moon!!"
Seeing his mentor in such a state of disarray, Jing Hongchen stood respectfully to the side, not daring to even breathe loudly.
After the initial excitement subsided, Kong Deming abruptly turned his head, his gaze fixed intently on Jing Hongchen, his tone carrying an undeniable authority: "Hongchen, this child, you must use all the resources of Mingde Hall to provide him with the highest level of training! Give him whatever he wants, and absolutely do not allow him to suffer even the slightest mishap!"
"Teacher, of course I know that." Jing Hongchen hesitated for a moment, then forced a smile and said, "But his martial soul is a mutated sun, which proves that he is a direct descendant of the royal family who was separated from his family. Now, the emperor is ruthless in dealing with the royal family. If he finds out that there is such a talented descendant of the late emperor, I'm afraid..."
"snort!"
A cold snort exploded like thunder in the secret room, making Jing Hongchen's eardrums ache.
Kong Deming's face darkened, and he reprimanded without mercy, "Hongchen, you're really getting worse as you get older! Have you lost your mind being a hall master?"
"Back then, when His Majesty used those underhanded methods to purge the bloodline of the previous dynasty in order to seize power, I didn't interfere in the slightest. Do you think I would now stand by and watch him target the pillars of our Sun Moon Empire's future just to protect him?!"
Jing Hongchen's back was instantly soaked with cold sweat, and he could only lower his head sheepishly, saying, "Teacher is right."
He couldn't help but feel ashamed. Looking at the entire Sun Moon Empire, only this old ancestor dared to so brazenly disregard the court and criticize the emperor's methods.
After all, Kong Deming himself possessed a quarter of royal blood. As the head of the Hall of Offerings, his status was extraordinary. To him, it didn't matter who sat on the dragon throne, as long as the empire belonged to the Sun and Moon Empire. His only concern was the stable continuation of the Sun and Moon Empire and the future of its soul-guided technology.
"These two supreme solar martial souls, once they mature steadily, will surely be invincible in this world!"
Kong Deming took a deep breath, his eyes gleaming with a captivating light: "An emperor with unparalleled combat power! The shame of our ancestors' name change will surely be washed away!"
At this point, Kong Deming's tone softened slightly: "Since he has returned to the Sun Moon Empire at this time, whether he wants to avenge his ancestors who were purged, or whether he wants to become a pillar of stability for the empire like me, I can let him do as he pleases! As long as his roots are in the Sun Moon Empire, as long as his heart is in the empire, even if he wants to tear a hole in the sky of Mingdu, I will cover for him!"
"Go, bring him here." Kong Deming waved his sleeve, his tone unusually urgent. "I want to see this child myself."
"......yes!"
Jing Hongchen verbally agreed, but secretly thought to herself—it's all over!
Before coming, he had a plan in mind. His original plan was to use Kong Deming as a powerful figure to shield the royal family from the storm. Then, taking advantage of Kong Deming's long-standing habit of not accepting disciples, he could naturally take Ye Chenxing under his wing.
However, he underestimated the unprecedented dual-polarity of the attraction, which completely ignited the long-dormant love for talent in this ancestor who had been in seclusion for many years!
Judging from Kong Deming's demeanor, this isn't just a casual meeting; he's clearly going to personally take on a disciple and groom him as his successor! How could Kong Deming entrust such an extraordinary talent to Jing Hongchen to teach?
"My wonderful disciple..." Jing Hongchen thought to himself, tears welling up in his eyes.
But faced with his mentor's orders, he wouldn't dare say "no" even if he had ten times the courage.
Helpless, Jing Hongchen could only frantically try to comfort herself in her heart.
"Forget it, even if he can't become my disciple, there are other ways... Since this kid can even make Meng'er so infatuated, if the two of them get together, it'll be good to keep the good stuff in the family! It doesn't seem like a bad outcome if he becomes the grandson-in-law of my Hongchen family?"
Thinking of this, Jing Hongchen finally felt a little better and respectfully bowed: "Yes, teacher. I will arrange your meeting with Young Master Ye right away."
"This is a matter of great importance."
Kong Deming composed himself, his expression becoming extremely solemn: "His talent and identity are currently known only to a very small number of high-ranking officials. Before I arrange a suitable identity and complete protection for him, not a single word must leak out."
"Don't worry, teacher."
Jing Hongchen solemnly assured, "Today, besides Jiayi and me, only Xiao'er and Meng'er are in the confidential testing room. As for the low-level personnel responsible for operating the equipment, they are all trusted confidants of my Hongchen family, and we will never leak a single word to the outside world."
Kong Deming nodded slightly: "Go and make the arrangements. Bring the child over as soon as possible."