Am I the First Emperor of Qin in Peerless Tang Sect?

Chapter 9 Yu Wen Zhichen
Needless to say, Man Yi and Xu Yining both know how powerful domain soul skills are.

Although the increase is not particularly large, the consumption of soul power is also very low. If Qingxuan Mirror's cultivation level increases further, the consumption in this field for him will be almost negligible.

What's even more frightening is that this field can even be used to assist titled Douluo, but the soul power consumption of Qingxuan Mirror is still not large.

The strength of this first soul skill completely established Yongchang Xi's status as a super martial soul.

Qingxuanjing's voice reached Man Yi and Xu Yining's ears very clearly, and they also came to their senses.

At this point, the three people's purpose of coming to the Star Dou Forest has been achieved.

In the next time, Qingxuan Jing will work hard to practice, and strive to break through level 12 before the age of [-].

12 years old, Soul Master cultivation level, which is the standard for top geniuses.

Back then, Qing Xuanjing's mother reached the Soul Master realm when she was ten years old, and then at the age of 13, she reached the Soul Master level.

Qingxuan Jing has just turned six years old now. After absorbing Xuanniao's soul ring, his soul power has been raised to level fourteen.

In nearly six years, it should not be difficult to reach the sixteenth level of soul power.

……

After Qingxuan Jing returned to Xingluo City, he did not enter the junior college of Xingluo City, but was personally trained by Xu Jiawei.

In the early morning, on the outskirts of Xingluo City, the boy was running panting, his steel boots sinking deeply into the mud.

"Run faster, run faster!"

Xu Jiawei was suspended behind Qingxuan Jing, holding on to time.

"You're out of breath after just running such a short distance? How will you deal with those brutal soul masters in the future?"

"Ah... Huh, uncle, I... I can't run a little bit. I feel like I can't breathe..."

Qingxuanjing's heartbeat was beating wildly, as if it was about to burst through his chest.

And sweat had already soaked his clothes.

In fact, Qingxuan Jing had already traveled twenty kilometers on the outskirts of Xingluo City, and was ordered by Xu Jiawei not to use soul power.

The teachers at the Xingluo Royal Soul Master Academy had made a judgment on him very early based on the pure weapon soul master's judgment that this child was not suitable for overloaded physical training.

Xu Jiawei then slapped the teacher directly, tore up his report, and then patted Qingxuanjing on the lower back and said, "It's okay, uncle will train you personally."

In the next few months, Xu Jiawei would wake up Qingxuan Jing in the early morning, take him outside Xingluo City, and run with him bare-chested and wearing steel combat boots.

After running, he would take Qingxuanjing to eat breakfast made with precious ingredients.

"There are still ten kilometers to go. Victory is right in front of us. My uncle is waiting for you in front."

Xu Jiawei waved his hand towards Qingxuan Mirror and disappeared into the distance.

Suddenly the only boy left on the endless plains outside Xingluo City was breathing heavily and walking with difficulty.

Qingxuan Jing helplessly wiped the sweat from his forehead and continued running forward.

This situation has happened too many times, so Qingxuanjing is neither surprised nor panicked, because Xu Jiawei will wait for him somewhere not far away every time, and he will not leave again until he sees Qingxuanjing coming.

In the morning, in the underground training ground of Xingluo Royal Soul Master Academy, Qingxuan Jing, who was covered in sweat, released his martial spirit again.

Xu Jiawei stood in front of him. Qingxuanjing switched forms without hesitation and held the Tianwen Sword in his hand.

"How many times is this training? Close combat has always been the most dangerous method of combat. Are you ready?" Xu Jiawei asked.

"I don't know, but I feel like my swordsmanship has improved a lot."

Qing Xuanjing clenched the Tianwen Sword in his hand, pointing the sword's edge directly at Xu Jiawei.

"As a swordsman, there is no such thing as 'not knowing'! The moment you hold the sword, you must believe that your sword edge is enough to penetrate everything. Even blind confidence is better than disbelief!" Xu Jiawei told Qingxuan Jing stretched out his hand and spoke in a low voice.

"understand!"

After shouting this sentence, Qingxuanjing had already rushed towards Xu Jiawei.

The silver-black sword light flashed thousands of times, colliding with the golden starlight released by the star crown.

Qingxuanjing's body moved around in the huge space, his fighting spirit high.

In the afternoon, the golden sunshine shone on the palace. After Xu Jiawei had lunch, he began to hold meetings with ministers.

This is the highest-level meeting in the country. The emperor Xu Jiawei and his ministers decide the direction of the empire.

In addition to the emperor and ministers, only some waiters can participate in meetings of this level and deliver files to the big shots they are loyal to.Qingxuan Jing was standing behind Xu Jiawei. He was wearing a black official uniform, and his face with an eye patch showed no emotion or anger, or perhaps none at all.

He never did the job of delivering documents, but always helped Xu Jiawei handle government affairs. Occasionally, when everyone had an argument, he would whisper a few words to Xu Jiawei.

"Hey, is this the son of Her Royal Highness the Princess? It's really amazing. Is he the one who helped Your Majesty overturn the disaster relief budget you want to increase?" Several ministers whispered.

"That's him. Not only does he have an excellent memory, but he can't find any loopholes in his thinking and logic. He knows the operating system of this country. With him by His Majesty's side, we are afraid that we will have nothing to gain."

"..."

The ministers' voices floated into Qingxuanjing's ears, but Qingxuanjing turned a deaf ear.

He just stood behind Xu Jiawei, advising him and giving him the most perfect advice.

At the same time, he was also understanding, analyzing, thinking, and gaining a deeper understanding of the Star Luo Empire.

This is what he must experience as the top powerful person in the future.

At night, in the Star Crown Holy Castle, in the villa where the family owner lives.

Xu Mixin and Qingxuan Jing were facing each other from a distance, with a huge simulation map at their feet.

The map covers hundreds of square meters, with mountains, rivers, forests, and plains all covered.

The same is true for the types of troops, including soul master legions, ancient infantry, cavalry, and various soul guidance equipment.

Professional analysts stood beside them. Whenever Xu Mixin and Qingxuan Jing made a judgment, they would calculate the battle situation between the two sides and make various annotations.

This is not entertainment, this is the closest to reality, the most complex chess game, and it is infinitely close to a real battle.

Xu Jiawei looked at the grandfather and grandson who looked like rivals, and was filled with emotion.

The Holy Father's level of concern for Xuanjing was simply unprecedented.

While they were playing this game of chess, at the other end of the Star Crown Holy Castle, many old people were leaning on lounge chairs, some sipping red wine and some smoking cigars.

"How long has it been since Yining's son returned to Xingluo City?"

An old voice sounded.

"Oh, that son of destiny chosen by astrology... a few months ago. He is now Jiawei's right-hand man, and his cultivation talent is also very good, very powerful. In time, his achievements will surely surpass his mother's." An old voice sounded leisurely.

"That's great. Let's meet him. If his existence had not been deliberately hidden by the head of the family, we should have seen him long ago."

"By the way, what's his name?"

"It seems to be called Qingxuanjing."

"Oh, Qingxuan Mirror..."

……

It was another early morning, and the maid inserted the flowers into a beautiful vase and placed them on the dining table.

The first thing that was served was a broth stewed with mushrooms and seafood. This was Xu Yining's favorite soup.

Qing Zhihe, on the other hand, took a piece of bread and ate a large piece of meat. He was not from a noble background, but he was not used to these exquisite foods.

Qingxuanjing, however, was easy to deal with, and he accepted whatever was served to him.

The badge on Qingxuanjing's chest has been upgraded from silver to gold, and soon platinum will replace gold.

This is the power of the emperor and the pouring of resources of the Star Luo Empire. No one knows what kind of heaven-defying existence Qingxuan Mirror will become in the future.

After eating the food, Qing Xuanjing hugged his father and mother.Get ready to go out immediately.

Although there is no aristocratic title yet, Qingxuan Jing's first title must be a duke, and it is not surprising that he will be a prince.

In the history of the Star Luo Empire, except for the most noble prince, basically no one could reach this status at the age of six.

Everyone who knows a little about Qingxuan Mirror will guess how dazzling Qingxuan Mirror will be when it really shines.

"Your Highness, when will you be back tonight?"

"It shouldn't be too early."

"Understood, Your Highness."

Qingxuanjing stepped out of Presius Castle and walked directly outside Xingluo City.

(End of this chapter)