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Chapter 137

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A Good Romance

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A glutton actually forgot to eat … the sun must have risen from the west.

Ling Han thought that the little girl was definitely not normal, and that something must have happened to her.

She had eaten a portion of godly medicine yesterday, and with her cultivation level of Body Refining Tier, eating such a tonic would definitely cause her to overdo it.

Ling Han ran to the little girl's room. Originally, she slept at Ling Han's feet, but Liu Yutong thought that no matter how small a girl was, she was still a girl, so she prepared a room for her.

He entered the room, swept his eyes around, and was instantly shocked.

Because he couldn't see the little girl's figure at all, and instead, there was an egg on the bed.

That's right, it was an egg, and it was extraordinarily large, as thick as a person's arms and as tall as half a person's height. The body of the egg was snow-white, but there were golden patterns that covered the entire body of the egg.

Ling Han was dumbfounded.

Even if the little girl had a huge transformation and turned into a beautiful fairy in the prime of her youth, then he could accept it after being shocked for a while. But a living person actually turned into an egg … what did that mean?

He had no doubt that Hu Niu was inside the egg, because the array he set up didn't move at all. Obviously, no one entered or left.

Hu Niu's origins were very strange. She could increase her cultivation level by eating large amounts of food, which was extremely shocking. Thus, although the power of the godly medicine was endless, it wasn't impossible for the little girl to refine it. This was also the reason why Ling Han wasn't too worried yesterday.

But an old hen turning into a duck, and a little girl turning into an egg … this was very strange.

Ling Han walked to the egg and first observed it, but couldn't find any clues. He reached out and pressed his hand on the eggshell, but discovered that the eggshell was actually very hot, as if it was about to burn.

This was really possible.

He moved the "egg" and placed it on the ground to avoid the bedding from burning and burning the whole courtyard.

What was this little girl's origin?

Ling Han became more and more curious. In his previous life, he stood at the peak of Martial Art and entered many historical sites. It could be said that he knew a lot about special constitutions, but he had never heard of any race that could rely on eating to increase their cultivation. Furthermore, it could even produce an egg.

He didn't dare to open the eggshell, either. What exactly was Hu Niu's situation? Although he had never seen her before, he only had to refer to birds to know. Eggs had to be broken by themselves, and if he cracked open the eggshell, that would definitely be pulling up seedlings to help them grow, and would only harm others.

He had only been reborn for a short period of time, but he had already encountered so many strange things. Fortunately, his heart was big enough, otherwise, he would have been scared to death.

"Forget it. It seems to be quite peaceful now. The little girl should be fine. Let her continue to incubate." When he said the word 'incubate', he couldn't help but reveal a strange expression.

Every morning, he would wake up and discuss swordsmanship with Mo Gao. A few days ago, he couldn't do so outside, but now that he was back, he naturally went to Mo Gao's courtyard.

The two of them discussed the Sword Dao and verified with each other. Both of them had made great progress.

"In less than three days, I should be able to break through. Tomorrow, I have to go into seclusion," Mo Gao suddenly said.

Ling Han was startled, then clasped his hands and said, "Then congratulations, Teacher."

This sword maniac was a genius in the first place, but his goal was too high, and he directly set his sights on Sword Heart, which caused him to be unable to advance for more than ten years. It was like how others only needed to obtain ten points to level up, but he needed to obtain one thousand points to directly level up to a hundred, so naturally he had been stuck at the same level.

But after verifying with Ling Han, the door to the Sword Dao that had originally only been slightly opened was completely opened to him, and he suddenly obtained a huge improvement. As the saying went, 'Thick accumulation leads to thin release', allowing him to instantly obtain the comprehension needed for a breakthrough.

Ling Han didn't feel it was strange at all. Compared to the difficulty of forming Sword Heart, Gushing Spring Tier was really nothing.

This sword maniac was already on the right track. At least before the Spiritual Infant Tier, he wouldn't encounter any bottlenecks in his cultivation. He could completely use that sliver of Sword Heart to cut through them, and his achievements would be limitless.

Ling Han was also happy for him, and secretly decided that when this teacher cultivated to the Spiritual Pedestal Tier, he would choose a cultivation technique to gift to him.

Because basically all the cultivation techniques in Rain Country only had five layers, unable to pry into the mysteries of the Flower Blossom Tier, or else the Eight Great Clans would have at least one or two geniuses who broke through to the Flower Blossom Tier, right?

He just didn't know what opportunity the Qi Family had that allowed a Flower Blossom Tier elite to appear and keep watch over the mountains and rivers.

Yi, it wouldn't be the power of the nation, right?

Ling Han had never been an emperor, so he wasn't familiar with it, but thinking that only the imperial family of the Nine Nations of the Desolate North had a Flower Blossom Tier elite keeping watch, it should have something to do with the position of the country.

Before this, Ling Han only knew that using the power of the nation could increase battle prowess. For example, Qi Yong Ye was the son of a king, so he could only use the power of a city, but the Son of Heaven Fist Technique was still extremely powerful.

If the ruler of a nation used the Son of Heaven Fist Technique and used the power of the nation, the power would definitely be stronger.

But could the power of the nation also increase cultivation, break through to the Flower Blossom Tier, and complete the step of leaping out of mortality?

Ling Han shook his head. Who cared? It wasn't like he had to worry about cultivation techniques anyway.

When he left Mo Gao's place, it was already noon. Ling Han couldn't be bothered to cook by himself, so he left the Academy and went to a restaurant to have a meal. He had only been in the Imperial City for a few days, so every time he went to a different restaurant, he would try out which one had the best food.

However, he was obviously a person who had a troublesome aura activated. He had just finished ordering his food and was waiting when he saw a group of four people come upstairs.

It was mealtime, and the business of this restaurant was quite good. At this moment, there were no empty seats left, so the four people stood at the foot of the stairs, scanning the place with their eyes, as if trying to find an empty table.

A waiter had already walked up to them, and was explaining something to the four people. But after a short while, he ran over to Ling Han's side, and said, "Customer, could you give up your seat?"

Ling Han frowned, and said, "Why should I give up my seat?"

"Customer, could it be that you don't recognize the four of them? They are Young Master Kong and his friends, so you can't afford to offend them. I am only doing this for your sake." The waiter looked at Ling Han with a surprised expression, as if surprised that Ling Han didn't recognize this Young Master Kong.

"I don't know him, and I don't intend to." Ling Han shook his head. "Hurry up and serve the dishes. Maybe I'll leave after eating for an hour or so, and there will naturally be a seat."

An hour or so?

The waiter smiled bitterly. If he had to wait for an hour or so, Young Master Kong would probably tear down their restaurant. But first come, first served. This was the most basic rule. If the restaurant couldn't even guarantee this, who would come to eat in the future?

He could only brace himself and go see that Young Master Kong. After a while, he saw Young Master Kong and his friends walk over together.

"Pauper, take this one hundred silver coins and get lost," Young Master Kong said, his face full of disdain.

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