Douluo: Starting from the Spirit of Time Worm

Emperor Xue Ye had not left yet, watching quietly from the side. Saras had no right to stop him from winning over others, and Xue Ye naturally could not stop Saras from making conditions for others.

"You are very talented, and I feel inferior to you. Have you ever thought about coming to the Spirit Hall to develop?" Saras looked around first, and finally looked at Amon.

With a smile on his face, he said lightly:

"Are you interested in developing in the Spirit Hall? I can promise to help you get a spirit ring that is no more than 50,000 years old, even for some rare spirit beasts, such as sea spirit beasts."

50,000 years, sea spirit beasts... This can almost be said to be a clear indication. This is what Saras asked for Walter.

Amon smiled on his face and pretended to be in deep thought. After a moment, he politely replied:

"Thank you for your kindness, but I don't want to make a decision too early. Isn't the finals held in the Spirit City? I want to go and see the Holy Land of Spirit Masters, and then make a choice."

Amon's words that were vaguely inclined to the Spirit Hall made Xue Ye's heart tighten. Among all the contestants, the best performers were members of the Northland College.

Anyone with eyesight can see that their strength is not at the same level as other colleges.

As the captain of the Northland College team, Amon is of course a genius among geniuses.

As for whether he is the best one, it is a bit hard to say, because he has never really shown his strength.

There is a little controversy between Amon's talent and Yan Jin's talent.

Saras looked at Yan Jin, who scratched his chin, "I will probably join the Spirit Hall."

"Very good, the Spirit Hall will never bury your talent, and all treatment will be preferential." Saras smiled and nodded.

"I will follow my sister." Lei Yin expressed his opinion.

Romil thought for a while, "I will follow the captain... As for this dog noble, well, I will be the captain."

The face of Emperor Xue Ye has become visibly ugly. If this continues, the best batch will be snatched away by the Spirit Hall!

Finally, he could no longer keep calm, and said to Alia, who he thought had the highest success rate in winning over the team:

"You are the eldest daughter of the Feiklis family, right? I am also deeply sorry about the matter of Marquis Feiklis. In view of your talent and background, I can make you a marquis. As for where the fief is, how about you choose an unowned land yourself?"

The Feiklis Territory belongs to the Feiklis family, and it is not easy for the Tiandou royal family to intervene directly. That would cause dissatisfaction and vigilance among traditional nobles.

But if there is a reasonable and sufficient reason, the dissatisfaction and vigilance will be greatly reduced.

The territory of the Tiandou Empire has basically been divided up, and it is impossible to find an unowned land worthy of the title of marquis.

For the time being, the only one that can barely be called "unowned" is the Marquis Feiklis Territory, which is still in chaos. And Alia's taking over that land is itself legal.

The meaning of Emperor Xue Ye is very clear, he wants to support Alia to become the next Marquis Feiklis.

Alia's face showed joy, and she saluted to Emperor Xue Ye and said:

"It is my honor. Feilisi has been loyal to the Tiandou royal family for generations. It has always been my wish to be able to guard a place for your majesty."

"Your Majesty, this is not appropriate. How can you just give a marquisate?" Franco's father, Count Ross, came out to dissuade him.

"Why is it not appropriate?" Looking at this guy who has an ambiguous relationship with the Spirit Hall, Xue Ye's face was not in a good mood.

"This... There has never been such a precedent." Golan whispered.

"Now there is." Emperor Xue Ye said firmly.

Since Count Ross, who leaned towards the Spirit Hall, opposed it, it means that I am right... Emperor Xue Ye thought secretly.

Alia suddenly spoke up and said to Amon: "Captain, I'm sorry, the Marquisate of Feilisi is still in a state of chaos.

"As the eldest daughter of the Feilisi family, and with the grace of your majesty, I think it cannot be allowed to continue in chaos. Therefore, I will not participate in the finals. After the qualifying round, I will return to Feilisi. "

Amon pinched his monocle and whispered, "I respect your will."

Seeing Alia's statement, even not going to Wuhun City, Xue Ye's face looked much better.

Afterwards, Xue Ye promised Vidal and Brady some benefits. The two of them looked at each other and made the same decision as Alia.

Amon said "tsk", and said to the remaining people who were somewhat moved:

"For you, it's not too late to make a decision after the Soul Master Competition is over, otherwise our Northland College team may not even have seven people."

Salas never mentioned the report letter from beginning to end, which surprised Ning Fengzhi.

When they were about to part, Ning Fengzhi also said to Amon and others who had not made a clear statement as a routine: "You can also consider the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect."

Amon nodded: "I will. "

After leaving the fighting arena, Alia observed the surroundings and confirmed that there were no acquaintances, then came to a restaurant.

At this time, in a private room, "Xue Qinghe" and Walter were sitting opposite each other.

Seeing Alia walk in, they all looked at her at the same time.

"Hello, Your Highness, Hello, Mr. Walter." Alia's silver bell-like voice was a bit respectful.

"Haha, congratulations, Marquis Feikris." "Xue Qinghe" had a smile on his face, looking gentle and elegant.

Alia was not deceived by the gentleness of "Xue Qinghe". How could she be a real "good person" if she could be with Walter?

Of course, I, who colluded with outsiders, killed my father and brother, and did whatever it took for power, seemed to have no right to say that they were just birds of a feather...Alia laughed at herself in her heart.

"Thanks to the assistance of the two adults, it's time for me to report back to you. I will stabilize the Northland. In the court, the Northland faction will stand behind His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and become your firm supporters." Alia promised.

"Xue Qinghe" personally poured three glasses of wine, and he and Walter each picked up a glass and gestured to Alia.

"May our friendship last forever, cheers." The three drank at the same time.

Not long after, Alia and Xue Qinghe left.

Amon suddenly climbed in through the window, "It seems that your plan in the north has come to a perfect end."

"Thanks to your cooperation, it went much more smoothly than I expected. If it weren't for your amazing performance in the Soul Master Competition, it would take a lot of effort to make Emperor Xue Ye determined to support Alia.

"The more you do, the more likely it is to have flaws. This time, just letting Sarath cooperate with a small push, you can easily achieve your goal, which is a bit beyond my expectation." Walter replied with a smile.

After a pause, he suddenly changed the subject and asked:

"I heard that Shi Nian died in your hands? There is still a soul bone?"

Amon pinched his monocle and smiled, "Yes, what? Mr. Walter, are you tempted? I still owe you a soul bone, but Shi Nian's soul bone is more suitable for soul masters with gem-type martial spirits to absorb. For you, Mr. Walter, it can probably only help you break through the realm. "

Walter pondered for a moment and said, "What part is it?"

"Head. "

"Unfortunately... I already have one." Walter shook his head slightly.

Amon was not surprised that Walter had a soul bone. His strength was definitely top-notch among soul fighters. Similar to Yang Wudi, he could face inferior titles without losing.

As for why he was not in the original work, Amon also had some guesses. He vaguely knew that Walter had a very strong enemy. If there was no Yan Jin and no suitable successor, he would probably go for revenge himself and die in the hands of his enemy.

Amon was already verifying who Walter's enemy was, and there would be a result soon.

...

Shrek Academy.

Ning Fengzhi walked slowly to the training ground.

"Dad, Grandpa Gu, why are you here?" Ning Rongrong shouted happily.

"Haha, I came to see you and talk about something by the way." Ning Fengzhi had a smile on his face.

Oscar shouted enthusiastically: "Uncle Ning."

"Aren't you very curious about what Sarath left Beidi Academy to do in the end? After the result is out, we will come here to inform you. " said Bone Douluo standing beside Ning Fengzhi.

"Grandpa Bone... don't keep us in suspense, tell us quickly." Ning Rongrong said coquettishly.

Gu Rong said with a smile: "Okay, okay, it's nothing, just say some words to recruit them. The girl who uses magma and the kid who uses thunder have already expressed their willingness to join the Spirit Hall.

"Emperor Xue Ye was not idle either, and promised generous rewards to win over three of the four boys from noble families to the royal family.

"Those three are no longer going to the Spirit City to play in the finals, and will return to the North after the promotion match. Including the girl whose spirit is a book, congratulations on having one less strong enemy."

"The one whose spirit is a book..." Ma Hongjun remembered the last qualifying match, when the sky was full of stars falling and the stage was smashed to pieces, and a smile appeared on his face, "It seems good without her, but it's a pity that their captain is still there."

Tang San looked at Ning Fengzhi, who shook his head at him: "That's all I said, nothing else was mentioned. "

"Is that so..." Tang San seemed to be thinking.

He was somewhat puzzled as to how the matter of Shi Nian could be settled so quickly. Sarath had made such a big fuss before, which showed that he attached great importance to this soul bone.

But now he seemed to have completely forgotten about it, which made him feel a little unusual. He looked at Ning Fengzhi and asked:

"Uncle Ning, what conditions did Sarath offer to recruit him at that time?"

"Help him hunt a 50,000-year-old soul beast." Ning Fengzhi replied.

"What? 50,000 years?" Hearing this answer, everyone present breathed a little faster.

"What a generous condition, I am a little tempted." Flanders joked.

...

On the road leading to the province of Fasno, a figure was moving forward quickly. He encouraged his soul power, and every step he took could move forward a long way.

"Tang San... Notting City." Correa muttered to himself.