A Good Romance
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Ling Han looked at the nine people and said, "You've all suffered."
"Sigh!" The twelve Kings all sighed.
"Who hasn't been sensible before?" said a large man in azure.
No wonder these people had been as obedient as children when they'd followed Lian Xuerong off the warship. They'd all been taught a harsh lesson, which had left a strong psychological shadow.
I really couldn't tell that this ice- cold woman had a side that was as beautiful as a peach.
"Also, welcome to our Black Flag, brother." Wang Feng opened his arms to Ling Han and gave him a tight hug.
The others also stepped forward and hugged Ling Han. They also introduced themselves to him.
These people were actually very simple and sincere, which slowly changed Ling Han's view of them. He'd originally hated these people.
As for Si Marong, he was miserable. Although Lian Xuerong hadn't blamed him, everyone knew that Flag Lord Lian hated being lied to. He hadn't acted out yet because Lian Xuerong valued Sun Jianfang so much that she hadn't had time to punish him.
The warriors had always looked down on bootlickers like Si Marong, so naturally no one wanted to plead on his behalf. They just treated him like air, not even sparing him a second glance.
Si Marong was dazed. He'd returned to Ashplume City with a mission to act as a pawn and scout. His main purpose was to understand the outstanding talents of the various powers. In the end, there was clearly a super genius like Ling Han, but he'd almost been buried because of his jealousy.
Lian Xuerong wouldn't let him off!
Slip away!
He thought to himself. Staying behind definitely wouldn't end well for him, and he was already a ten meridian King. The world was big, and he could go anywhere.
But just as he was about to walk down the mountain, the bald man blocked his way with a grin. "Where do you think you're going?"
This was a twelve meridian expert!
Si Marong sat on the ground. He couldn't escape even if he wanted to, so he could only wait anxiously for his punishment.
Ling Han didn't immediately enter the pond. The water was still full of poison, and even ten meridian Demonic Beasts couldn't handle it. If he just jumped in like that, it was very likely that he wouldn't be able to come out.
It was better to wait. In any case, the warship would only depart and return to Crouching Tiger City in a month.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Ling Han asked Wang Feng and the others for guidance and a better understanding of Xuan Bei Country.
The Xuan Bei Nation originated from the extreme north of the Heavenly Sea Star. It rose rapidly after the upheaval of the world and soon conquered the surrounding wilderness, expanding its territory.
Why didn't the Ancient Dao Sect know about the existence of such a monster?
The reason was simple. After the Great Changes, the wilderness was filled with demonic beasts. Communication devices were broken as well. People couldn't travel too far and their knowledge was limited. It was only when Xuan Bei Country was expanding that they realized that there was such a powerful force in the outside world.
The king of Xuan Bei Country was surnamed Chen, but no one knew what his real name was. It was a taboo that ordinary people had no right to know. As for King Chen's cultivation, no one knew.
In any case, he was the strongest man in Xuan Bei and most likely on Heavenly Sea Star.
Wang Feng and the others actually did not know much. They were only in their thirties and had been born in Hidden Tiger City. Later on, they practiced martial arts and joined the army in order to make a name for themselves. Later on, after many rounds of screening, they had entered the Black Flag.
There were about 10,000 ordinary soldiers in Crouching Tiger City, and the most outstanding people would be picked out to join the four special forces: Black Green, Yellow Earth, Heaven Flame, and Ink Cloud.
Any random person from these forces would be a 10-meridian king.
Their mission was to clear out the demonic beasts within the country. This kind of recruitment was only done occasionally, and it was no different from a vacation.
Sun Jianfang soon came out with an excited look on his face.
He called Ling Han over and tried to persuade Ling Han to let go of the Ancient Dao Sect. Compared to the greatness of Xuan Bei Country, it was not worth mentioning.
The old man's attitude had changed so quickly.
Ling Han didn't care much. He had only been in the Ancient Dao Sect for a few months, so he didn't have any sense of belonging. He just felt that Sun Jianfang was worthy of respect. He had also made friends with Nie Yang and had a little maid.
He had asked Nie Yang to tell Call Snow that he would come with the warrior that was going to the Ancient Dao Sect.
After staying for a few days, the poison in the pool finally dissipated. Ling Han jumped into the pool to see if the Crouching Bell Fruit had ripened.
The moment he entered the water, he shivered. It was so cold that his blood felt like it was going to freeze.
He quickly used the Monkey King's cultivation method, and a wave of heat flowed through his body, dispelling some of the coldness.
It was still very cold, but it was bearable.
He dove to the bottom of the pool, and the water pressure quickly increased. Luckily, the Crouching Bell Fruit was about 100 feet under the water, so the water pressure here was nothing to Ling Han.
It hadn't ripened yet, and it would take another five days.
Then he would wait.
Ling Han floated to the surface, and water splashed everywhere. He suddenly found that Lian Xuerong was at the edge of the pool, and the water splashed toward her.
Weng, the beauty raised her hand, and instantly, an invisible wall formed around her, blocking the water from coming in.
Ling Han apologetically said, "Sorry, I didn't see the Flag Lord."
Lian Xuerong wasn't an unreasonable person, so she didn't get angry. Instead, she threw out a book and said, "This is a cultivation technique created by his majesty, the Mysterious Yellow Art. I'll bestow it to you now. If there's anything you don't understand, you can come find me at any time."
Sure enough, all the "proper" forces had their own cultivation methods. Otherwise, just relying on fist techniques to absorb the mysterious energy of the world would be too inefficient.
Ling Han accepted the cultivation method, and Lian Xuerong turned to leave.
Si Marong knelt to the side, and his eyes were filled with jealousy.
A few years ago, he had traveled around the world, and coincidentally, he had been rescued by Lian Xuerong's team when they were fighting against demonic beasts. He had followed this team for a period of time, and had obtained some benefits, which had allowed him to enter the ten meridians.
After that, he had been ordered by Lian Xuerong to return and carry out his mission.
But all this time, he had never received any cultivation methods.
This damned brat had stolen everything from him!
Si Marong gritted his teeth. He had been punished to kneel here for a month, but it hadn't even been ten days, and he already felt that he couldn't take it anymore.
If looks could kill, then Ling Han would have definitely been killed many times over.
Ling Han glanced at Si Marong, but he didn't care at all. He took two steps forward and said, "Flag Lord!"
"What is it?" Lian Xuerong stopped, and there was a trace of coldness in her eyes. If Ling Han went too far and made some unreasonable requests, then she would teach Ling Han a good lesson.
"I wonder if Flag Lord has any information on formations?" Ling Han asked.
End of Chapter
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