Douluo: My Wuhun Tetanus Blade

Chapter 107 This seat will be His Highness's person in future life, and His Highness's ghost in death

With frenzy in his eyes, Yue Guan stretched out his hands tremblingly towards the Strange Velvet Babel Chrysanthemum in Wang Mo's hand, his whole body seemed extremely excited and excited.

However, just when his fingers were about to touch the petals of the Qirong Tongtian Chrysanthemum, there was a sudden pause and he withdrew back like lightning.

Wiping and rubbing his hands on the clothes, his slender palms were almost bald, and then he took the fairy grass as if on a pilgrimage, and held it in the palm of his hand.

Looking at the big flower in his hand fascinatedly, Yue Guan still couldn't believe that he could have such an opportunity. "This is really what His Highness gave me?"

"of course."

Wang Mo nodded happily, without changing his expression. "Your Highness, let me tell you, if you absorb this extremely high-quality velvet celestial chrysanthemum, it is certain that you will become an enshrinement in the future. I hope you will not disappoint His Highness's wishes."

Nodding slightly, Yueguan didn't speak.

The other party's gift in return was really too precious, so precious that he was a little flattered.

Originally, with his talent, it would be considered the end of his life to reach level 95. No matter how much he practiced afterwards, it was impossible for him to improve his cultivation by an inch.

However, with this Strange Velvet Tongtian Chrysanthemum, it not only continued his path of cultivation after level 95, but even gave him the hope of seeing the ultimate douluo at level 99.

Before following Chihiro Ji, he ran around fighting with people all day long, and there was not much oil and water. Later, Chihiro Ji died and Bibi Dong became Pope.

Yueguan originally thought that the new pope would be a wise master, so naturally he and his partner took refuge in the past early on.

However, Yueguan didn't know how naive his previous thoughts were until he actually got under Bibi Dong's hands.

Although Bibi Dong's actions are not as ostentatious as Qian Xun Ji's, the degree of craziness in doing things is definitely better than Qian Xun Ji's. Moreover, she usually only draws cakes and never gives any real benefits.

At most, it would be a verbal commendation or an announcement from the whole hall, or some golden soul coins. These are not important at all to Yueguan. At the level of Titled Douluo, a higher level is their pursuit.

This is also the fundamental reason why he hesitated for a moment when Wang Mo proposed to use 10-year soul bones to protect him and then enter the hall of worship when he met Wang Mo at Purple Star Academy.

However, what Yueguan did not expect was that the investment of a 10-year-old soul bone had actually reaped returns, and it was a return that he had never even dared to imagine before!

After staring obsessively at the Qirong Tongtian Chrysanthemum in his hand for more than half an hour, Yue Guan turned his wrist and put it into a spiritual grass bag hanging from his waist.

"I have already had a general understanding of what His Highness asked you to come to the main hall."

Raising his hand to put on Wang Mo's shoulder, Yueguan wrapped him with his own breath. "Don't worry, just relying on the kindness of this strange Velvet Tongtian Chrysanthemum, I will be His Highness's person in life, and His Highness's ghost in death. If there is anything, just tell me."

Looking down at the rapidly changing scenery under his feet, the corners of Wang Mo's mouth curled up unconsciously.

With just one celestial grass, a 93 level [-] super thug was harvested. This wave can be said to be a bloody profit.

Of course, all of this depends on Xue Qinghe's name, because her orthodox identity of the direct line of the Wuhun Palace can facilitate all of this.

If it were Wang Mo himself, even if he had worn out his lips, he would only be robbed of the fairy grass by Yueguan in the end, and then he would be ruthlessly ridiculed, and he might be killed on the spot.

The same people do the same thing and say the same thing, because of their different identities, the effects are completely different.

In just a few breaths, the two had already arrived at the gate of Wuhun City.

Flying in the city is absolutely forbidden, even for the pope. This is a ban issued by the temple on the top of the pope's mountain that enshrines the title tablets of the Wuhun Temple.

"I've seen Your Majesty Chrysanthemum Douluo!"

Seeing the two falling from the sky, a group of Wuhun Palace guards at the gate of the city who were checking the identities of the people entering and leaving immediately knelt down on one knee, their voices like a bell.

Without speaking, without even nodding to them, Yue Guan signaled Wang Mo to follow her with his eyes, and then walked into the city proudly with his hands behind his back.

Looking at Yueguan's aloof back, and then at the respectful guards kneeling on one knee on the left and right, Wang Mo was secretly envious.

Is this the pomp of Title Douluo?
The first time he came to Wuhun City, Wang Mo felt very strange to everything here, he couldn't help but look left and right, only hated why the eyes on his face couldn't grow two more pairs.

There are no ordinary people in Wuhun City, and the minimum requirement to enter the city is to be a soul master.

So on the streets here, you can freely see various items related to soul masters, such as soul guides, spiritual herbs, and soul bones filled with faint light.
Damn, there are still people setting up stalls selling soul bones on the street!
Wang Mo couldn't help but his eyes lit up.

"It's just a soul bone produced by a century-old soul beast. The strong look down on it, and the weak can't afford it."

After saying something indifferently, Yueguan paused, and stopped at the entrance of a building complex that said 'Wuhun Advanced Soul Master Academy'.

"arrive."

Wang Mo hastily followed closely behind.

He didn't ask why he came here, since Yue Guan said that he already knew what Xue Qinghe meant, so naturally there was no need for Wang Mo to talk too much.

"Hello, Your Majesty!"

"Hello Vice President!"

I followed Yueguan all the way into the academy, and everyone I met inside basically greeted Yueguan with a respectful expression and fanatical eyes.

Titled Douluo, and the vice president of the academy, it's normal for others to be respectful.

Just as Wang Mo's thoughts rose, a young man who looked about fifteen or sixteen years old in front of him blocked the way of the two of them.

Although the young man looks a bit ordinary, he has eye-catching long fiery red hair and dark red pupils.

As for the cultivation base, Wang Mo sensed it, and the fluctuation of the soul power on the other party was slightly stronger than his own, about 35 or [-]th level.

"What's the matter with you, Yan?" Yueguan asked calmly.

"Your Majesty, I am not convinced."

The boy named Yan had a youthful look on his face. "Why can Xie Yue and Nana be assigned to the same class, but I have to be assigned to another class?"

Yue Guan looked up at him and said lightly. "Nana has been spotted by His Majesty the Pope and has been accepted as a disciple. At your current age, it is the golden age for you to work hard to cultivate. His Majesty means that other unimportant things should not delay her cultivation. "

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The corner of his mouth twitched slightly, Yan asked loudly. "What are other unimportant things? Why does my pursuit of Nana affect her cultivation? I have never seen her cultivation level drop before!"

Shaking his head, Yueguan directly raised his hand and pushed him aside. "Before? In the past, His Majesty the Pope hadn't accepted her as a disciple."

Following Yueguan and walking away quickly, Wang Mo turned around and glanced at the red-haired boy who stayed where he was with a face full of resentment, and sighed secretly in his heart.

Another God of Pure Love fell to the ground!

(End of this chapter)