Chapter 382: Palace, Queen, Sea God (4000)

A street lamp vaguely appeared ahead, and the dim light spread out ripples of sadness.

Fang Ling seemed to catch a glimpse of his own body hanging there.

He was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter.

This is not exploitation!
Blood is the waste on their way forward, and Fang Ling mercifully gave these souls a chance for eternal life!

Eternal life that is controlled is also eternal life, and it should be called the greatest good in the world.

“Praise to His Majesty the Greatly Merciful Death God King!” Fang Ling shamelessly praised himself, “Don’t you think so, Tang San?”

“My God is merciful and loves the world. His kindness is unparalleled in the world.” Tang San, dressed in a gray-gold Shura God outfit, stood respectfully at the side. Upon hearing this, he immediately kowtowed on the ground respectfully.

The strength of the undead Tang San should not be underestimated. Relying on the new divine outfit transformed by the power of death, he is Fang Ling’s strongest undead in the divine realm.

Even the soul of the Dragon King who lacks divine bones cannot compare to it.

The Asura God Position was nurtured in the Asura Demon Sword, and the vacancy left by the missing God Position by Tang San’s soul was filled by the Death God Position.

The laws come from Fang Ling’s position as God King and are based on the Kingdom of the Dead.

It can be said that his primordial spirit is entrusted to the way of heaven. By analogy with the ancient times, he should be considered a saint?
Different strength, same principle.

“Your Majesty’s kindness is not over yet…” Tang San continued to flatter him.

The former hatred was blown away like rain and wind. The resentment that even the old Shura God could not directly remove disappeared like a passing cloud after Tang San turned into an undead.

However, these words did not give Fang Ling the joy he had imagined. Tang San’s wholehearted flattery made Fang Ling frown:

“Forget it, it’s boring. Come back, condense your core as soon as possible, practice and improve yourself.”

“Yes! My God!”

With a flash of gray light, Tang San disappeared.

Immediately afterwards, Fang Ling appeared in front of the imperial palace, which was the original location of the Pope’s Palace.

As the power center of the empire, the palace was renovated and expanded to become more majestic and solemn.

In the square in front of the temple, there stood majestic statues of three gods, with Fang Ling in the lead, Bibi Dong and Qian Renxue on either side.

Following the statue upwards, newly mined red chalcedony is paved into jade steps. Twelve pillars in the hall engraved with the pattern of the sun god support the dome made of gold-wire glazed tiles.

Moving forward, the temple gate is made of revered gilded purple gold, on which flows liquid sacred fire of the sun, forming the shape of the Golden Crow divine bird.

The development history of the Spirit Hall is painted on all four sides of the hall, with divine power and light changing in it. The sunlight shining through the dome shows the whole process of Fang Ling killing the Shura God Tang San.

The Wuhun Empire rules the continent with absolute strength. Although it has been restructured into an empire, its rulers will naturally not be like ordinary emperors, living in the deep palace and being deeply protected.

The guards here are still symbolic as before and still serve as a facade.

The palace was bustling with people coming and going. Officials who had returned from all over the continent to report on their work and newly appointed soul masters mixed together with ordinary people. It was so densely packed with people that anyone who saw it would have to praise it, saying it was a prosperous scene!

Yes, it’s a prosperous age!
Just one year had passed since the war ended, and after taking over all the cities of the Xingluo Empire, the world that had been devastated by the war had become prosperous.

People are full of energy and vitality, presenting a vibrant scene with all things flourishing.

Fang Ling’s mood also became much happier. He took brisk steps and found Qian Renxue while paying homage to her with a mixture of reverence and fear.

What came into view was a stunning empress dressed in a molten gold imperial robe.

There was a brilliant golden-red divine light burning in her eyes, she had red lips and jade-like skin, a beautiful face, and a faint glow of scorching sun emanating from her body. Just getting close to her made one feel as if one was illuminated by the warm sunlight.

Qian Renxue was reviewing important documents on which she had to make the decision, and she did not even look up even when Fang Ling arrived.

Seeing this, Fang Ling’s eyes flashed with a smile: “How does it feel to become the second empress of the Wuhun Empire?”

Qian Renxue raised her head and met her husband’s eyes. Her expression was indifferent, with neither joy nor sadness.

After a long silence, he sighed and complained, “It feels like I’m back to playing the role of the crown prince in the Tiandou Empire. I have endless government affairs to deal with every day, and I have to review them meticulously.”

“Mother-in-law won’t come to help you?” Fang Ling’s face showed some curiosity.

“She helped at first, but then she said, ‘There is no two suns in the sky. An empire is like a person. It should not have two brains to decide the direction of its development.'”

Qian Renxue recalled:

“My mother and I do have different styles of handling government affairs. In a world that has just gone through war, your Death Judgment Hall provides a tough side to maintain the bloody majesty of the Spirit Hall. We also need a queen who is relatively gentle in her dealings.”

“And as someone who has played the role of Xue Qinghe for decades, I am the best choice.”

Qian Renxue is not a kind-hearted person, but her governing style is biased and is indeed suitable for this era.

On the surface, Bibi Dong has sufficient reasons, but upon deeper investigation, there are other reasons.

In fact, she couldn’t accept that her young and beautiful daughter was always hanging around her disfigured face, so she found an excuse and ran away!

Qian Renxue and Fang Ling both understood it tacitly and did not mention it.

“Can’t we delegate power? With my undead spirits watching over the world, no one should dare to cheat or engage in corruption.”

You want to ask why?
The fact that the number of souls in the Kingdom of the Dead God had suddenly increased to 1.4 million was clear evidence of this.

Even though Fang Ling bestowed the baptism of divine power on him when his martial soul awakened and he received high praise, this reputation of blood and tears could not be washed away!
Qian Renxue shook her head: “You haven’t been exposed to these things, so I’m afraid you can’t imagine how troublesome it is to rule a large empire spanning the Douluo Continent.”

“I have formed a cabinet and asked my trusted aides to select the important ones first and leave them to me. The result is -“

“Here.” She glanced at the processed documents on the desktop, and Ling pursed her lips helplessly.

Some things are hard to tell right from wrong, but everything that comes to her is a big deal, so even as the Sun Angel God, she must make her decision carefully.

“How about letting Nana help you?” Fang Ling offered his suggestion.

“No, she is determined to practice hard to surpass me, don’t spoil her fun.” Qian Renxue stopped her immediately, “I can still hold on for a while, you just need to send a few undead spirits to help.”

“Wenchen?”

“Civil servant!”

He put his arms around Qian Renxue’s neck and kissed her hard. Then Fang Ling carefully selected a group of civil officials from Yu Tiandou and Xingluo.

The two empires existed for a long time, and their overall styles differed during the long evolution.

The environment, humanities and other factors vary greatly, so it would be better to let the locals take a look.

Seeing Fang Ling driving the others away and still making physical advances, it was obvious that he wanted to do something improper.

Qian Renxue’s pretty face flushed, and she hurriedly tried to push him away: “I still have official business to attend to, don’t come and make trouble.”

Of course you can’t push it open if you don’t have enough strength!
Fang Ling’s eyes were deep: “No other official business can compare to this. Let me, the little god of death, serve you well and relieve the fatigue of the Sun Angel God.”

“Woo~!”

The lips and teeth touched, the soft and tender tip of the tongue was constantly chased, and the snow-white skin showed a rosy blush.

Qian Renxue cried out in grief, Fang Ling smiled triumphantly, and the three-color space-time light flashed, and the two of them disappeared here in an instant. When she came out again, only a moment had passed in the outside world.

But she had changed her clothes, and she was emitting a refreshing fragrance, and she looked radiant.

Fang Ling smacked his lips in satisfaction: “Is there anything else I can help you with?”

Qian Renxue recalled it and couldn’t think of anything else: “No more.”

“You didn’t, I did!”

Qian Renxue was stunned: “Ah, you want more?”

“Didn’t we just…”

She touched her lips, which were swollen from sucking, with her pearly white fingertips, and her voice became softer and softer.

Fang Ling: “…Is this what I am in your heart, Madam? Can’t I be a wise and powerful person who dominates the world?”

“The two are not contradictory.” Qian Renxue gave Fang Ling a charming look, “If you have anything to say, just say it. I have already satisfied you. Next, I have official business to attend to.”

Who has made my sacred and pure Xiaoxue become like this?
Ah~ Turns out it’s me. That’s okay.

Feeling strange and proud at the same time, Fang Ling asked softly, “Do you still remember what I did during the one year I spent in the Death Judgment Hall?”

“Turning the extraterritorial demon Tang San into a dead spirit?”

“Yes, the undead worships me as his master from the bottom of his heart, and I got this from him!” Fang Ling’s eyes brightened, and he used his divine consciousness to pass the Xuantian Treasure Record over, which also included a series of knowledge about meridians and acupoints, etc.

“Xuan Tian Gong?” Qian Renxue put down the pen she had just picked up, closed her eyes, and read carefully.

Fang Ling: “The outer demon devoured Tang San’s original soul, and he also wants to obtain the corresponding martial soul and obtain the innate full soul power. How can it be so easy?”

“Can a mere blue silver grass be comparable to the Clear Sky Hammer?”

“Tang San’s full soul power comes from this technique! It can be practiced before the martial soul awakens, and gain a power called internal force.”

Qian Renxue’s sea of ​​​​consciousness was shaken, and she simply reasoned according to Fang Ling’s words: “So when the first level of Xuantian Gong is perfected, the internal force will be converted into the innate tenth level full soul power when the martial soul awakens?”

Soul rings are a must. This technique has nine levels, and she directly corresponds them to the level of soul power.

“You guessed right.” Fang Ling gently stroked her smooth cheek, “Xuantian Gong is indeed very powerful. It can even be said to be a skill that can change one’s fate.”

This is also the difficulty of this practice.

You must practice before your martial soul awakens to change your destiny!
Generally, children at this stage are still in the stage of learning to speak or read, let alone knowing and understanding the specific meridians through which the exercises operate.

How rare are time travelers like Tang San?
Of course, it is not impossible to become a soul master first and then practice later.

For example, Huo Yuhao, the true son of destiny, practiced Xuantian Gong only after absorbing his first soul ring.

But that’s another story.

“Although Xuantian Gong is good, what I want you to see mainly is the Purple Demon Pupil!” Fang Ling saw that she was somewhat obsessed with the Xuantian Treasure Record, and solemnly reminded her, “Whether our divine consciousness can be improved quickly in the future depends on you, Xue’er!”

“Mine?” Qian Renxue was confused and looked at the Purple Demonic Eye carefully.

“Every morning, the sun rises… my eyes absorb the purple air…”

She was greatly surprised. Eyes were secondary, and spiritual cultivation was the most important thing!
Qian Renxue wished she could drop everything she was doing immediately and go to comprehend, modify and perfect it.

But he soon calmed down again.

“The purple energy and the sun must be related, but I am not the Sun God yet…” She is called “Sun Angel God”, but seriously speaking, Qian Renxue is still an Angel God, she just possesses part of the sun’s laws.

It is not easy to be promoted to the position of God, at least it is impossible within a hundred years in Douluo Continent.

Qian Renxue didn’t want to give up this opportunity to grow her mind, so she thought for a long time and said, “I’ll study it when I have time.”

“Purple Qi, huh? I’ll find a way to make it!”

“Then I’ll leave it to Xue’er.” Fang Ling smiled and stopped disturbing her while she was reviewing the documents.

The “Xuantian Baolu” has been given, and the blasting ring, the big Sumeru hammer and the like have been sent out long ago. Fang Ling does not need to worry about how to implement rewards and punishments.

……

After coming out of the Pope’s Palace, Fang Ling first went to look for Hu Liena who was practicing seriously.

She was hovering on the road between level ninety-eight and ninety-nine. As a specialized spirit master in the spiritual system, Hu Liena’s spiritual power had reached the peak of level ninety-nine after replacing her head spirit bone. She was only one step away from breaking through to the divine realm.

Fang Ling came here for no other reason than to endure the charm and experience the enchantment of the fox demon with his body.

After being satisfied, he went to the civet family.

Zhuqing would come back here occasionally to take a look.

Thanks to the protection of Fang Ling’s reputation, the Zhu family’s situation, although not as good as it was during the previous duke period, can still be considered acceptable.

In the Ye family’s Renxin Hall, Lingling is practicing.

In the Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Sect, Ning Rongrong was practicing hard.

Among the six girls, Dugu Yan practiced the most diligently.

In order to become a god as soon as possible, she even lived in the dark deep sea for a long time to meditate, intending to use the extremely rich water-attributed heaven and earth energy in the ocean to quickly improve her soul power level.

The pressure in the deep sea is enormous and the light is blocked. It is pitch black here, like an abyss, and the conditions for practicing are difficult.

Hard conditions can also give people the greatest training. In this place most suitable for the heir of the Sea God to practice, Dugu Yan’s soul power soared to level ninety-seven, successfully surpassing his grandfather Dugu Bo, and getting one step closer to inheriting the throne of God.

Time passed slowly and the eighth test ended.

With the help of Fang Ling, Dugu Yan successfully condensed the soul core of the third space and became a ninety-ninth-level peerless Douluo. Then, as expected, he inherited the throne of the God of the Sea.

Fang Ling naturally went along to play, and under his sharp gaze, Poseidon finally followed the standard process of becoming a god.

Divine body, divine soul, divine equipment, and finally the inheritance of the divine position and the condensation of the divine ring.

The laws of water and light are not as explosive as the sun, nor as icy as Shura’s murderous aura. The inheritance of the throne of God is not like Tang San has a powerful enemy outside, and he would be on pins and needles if he does not become a God.

Without the pressure from external enemies, the process of becoming a god can be prolonged.

Therefore, the process of Dugu Yan becoming a god was extremely smooth.

The sea was boiling, the divine light was shining brightly, and the magnificent and broad light of the sea god illuminated the entire ocean.

After becoming Poseidon, Dugu Yan quickly familiarized himself with Poseidon’s magical skills, and then did nothing else but find Qian Renxue the first thing he did.

She never forgot how the five of them were easily crushed.

The Sun Angel is strong, but the Sea God is not weak either. Dugu Yan is determined to wash away the shame of being defeated in the last battle!

(End of this chapter)