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"Should I call you Solitary Wolf Gongzi or Xiao Lang?"

In a room with exquisite furnishings, Liu Ya smiled sweetly as she looked at Xiao Lang, her eyes filled with playfulness.

Xiao Lang, who had been secretly on guard this whole time, looked at the fox-like eyes and subconsciously took over the conversation: "Then should I call you Instructor Liu or Madam Liu?"

"The name is only a codename. You can call me Instructor from Martial Academy. Anything is fine with you! "

Liu Ya smiled even more charmingly than before. She was originally a rare beauty with beautiful bones, but when she smiled, Xiao Lang's heart rippled. Especially when matched with her last sentence, it made one's imagination run wild …

"What business does Instructor Liu have with me?" Xiao Lang recited the scripture to himself a few times, lowered his head and eyebrows, telling himself that this woman was poisonous, and that if he wanted to live, he had to stay away from her!

"What is it? You were sleeping in the academy, is that not a problem? I'm your mentor! "

Liu Ya smiled like a fox. Seeing the corners of Xiao Lang's mouth twitch in ridicule, his expression turned serious, and he said in a serious tone: "Liu Ya, the representative of Liu Family, has officially invited you to become an honorary guest! The Liu Family will spare no effort to nurture you, and help you become a Divine Soul Warrior! Not to mention dominating a region in the future, at least he will be able to live a very comfortable life within the Medicine King City. "

"In the future …" "It's very comfortable?"

The corner of Xiao Lang's mouth suddenly curved in a sly smile, and his normally ordinary face immediately became filled with an imposing demonic aura.

He muttered these words that carried special ambiguity, and his sharp eyes stared straight at Liu Ya. It was only when Liu Ya was forced to lower her eyes and felt a little uneasy due to his sudden rise in aura that she opened her mouth and said: "Can I consider it?"

"How long?" Liu Ya's eyes lit up and smiled sweetly. Her face revealed a look of joy, and once again recovered her mature woman's invincible aura.

"West of the Ten Cities, after the Martial Academy Tournament!"

Xiao Lang didn't think about it this time and decisively gave his answer.

"Alright, my gate is open for you at any time, Sir Xiao Lang!"

Liu Ya gave an extremely ambiguous reply, and Xiao Lang left immediately as he was drenched in cold sweat. He was afraid that if he stayed any longer with this woman who was so familiar with the dripping water, he would be like a rabbit that had left the rabbit …

"Help me become a Divine Soul Warrior? Do you think I'm a three-year-old child? "

Outside the room, Xiao Lang started laughing coldly. Although he was a Humble Family Martial Cultivator, her aunt knew a lot of things about Divine Soul Warrior, and it just so happened that her aunt told him a little.

Warrior is eighteen years old and can go to the Divine Soul Pavilion to awaken the divine soul, but the number of people that can do so is less than one in ten thousand. To produce one Divine Soul Warrior out of ten thousand Warrior, this was very lucky. For example, during last year's Divine Soul Festival, there were several hundred Warrior s who went there to awaken their Divine Soul Pavilion, but not a single Divine Soul Warrior was born!

As for Liu Ya's words about helping him become a Divine Soul Warrior, it was even more ridiculous. If a small clan like the Liu Family could help others become a Divine Soul Warrior, then the Liu Family would have dominated the entire!

"After obtaining the Phoenix Feather Pill from the west ten cities alliance, immediately leave the Medicine King City!"

Xiao Lang secretly decided that no matter what tricks this woman had up her sleeve, in these past ten years, she had always been plotting. He and his aunt, Xiao Dao, were already used to a life of separation. This time, if they did not hear about the Phoenix Feather Pill, the three of them would not have come to Medicine King City.

Intermediate warrior? To be able to instantly kill a third level ace mystical beast, the Earth Tiger, he must be at least a high level warrior, right? A seventeen year old High Class Battle-Master? Or a Humble Class Warrior? It was no wonder that Lord Eighth valued such a Heaven-defying latent talent! "Hehe, but who could snatch away a man that I, Liu Jing, have set my eyes on?

Madame Ya was leaning against the window, watching Xiao Lang slowly grow further and further away, her eyes were hazy, like a thousand year fox spirit.

For the rest of the martial arts lesson, Xiao Lang went to the square instead of going to the Martial Arts Hall, and hid in the bushes by the side of the forest to train his Profound Qi.

In his previous life, his mind was incomparably mature. Naturally, he would not be together with these young men and women. If it wasn't for his aunt, he would never enter this kind of boring Martial Academy even if he was beaten to death.

Eating the rations that he brought along, Xiao Lang cultivated until the sky was dyed red before standing up. Following the Martial Academy students, they all retrieved their mounts and headed out.

His skinny and weak donkey seemed to be extremely cool amidst the countless of horses, but Xiao Lang did not care about the gazes of others as he leisurely walked towards Green Ox Town.

When he returned home, the silver moon was still hanging high in the sky. When he opened the door, he was smiling like a prehistoric Giant Beast's knife. His aunt sat on the wheelchair with a kind face, waiting for him to join her for dinner.

"Aunt, if Divine Soul Warrior can't awaken, can he be nurtured the day after tomorrow?"

After dinner, Xiao Lang couldn't help but ask after bringing hot water for his aunt to wash her feet.

"Divine Soul Warrior?"

Aunt put down the book in her hands and gave it a strange glance. "Of course you can!"

"This …"

This time, it was Xiao Lang's turn to be surprised. Could it be that Waves Widow can really help him become a Divine Soul Warrior? He asked doubtfully, "Is it easy?"

"It definitely won't be easy!"

Aunt was not surprised that Xiao Lang would suddenly ask about this, and patiently explained: "Every person in Divine Soul Continent has the soul of the Ancient God in their mind. If one fails to awaken their Divine Soul Pavilion at the age of eighteen, there is only one way to become a Divine Soul Warrior! that is to devour the soul! "

Xiao Lang became even more surprised: "Devour the divine soul?"

"En!"

Aunt took a sip of tea and continued, "The world is so big that nothing is too bizarre. There were some strange places in the world that gave birth to the innate divine soul. If the Warrior was unable to awaken, there was a great opportunity to find these Innate God Souls, and if he succeeded in devouring them, he would have a chance to become a Divine Soul Warrior! However, the probability of this happening is very low, and in the history of the War Dynasty, there have only been three people who succeeded in devouring it! "

"So it's like that!"

Xiao Lang laughed and understood that the Madame Ya was indeed trying to fool him. A look of hope flashed across his eyes as he asked, "Aunt, do you think that I can awaken the God Soul?"

"You'll be 18 in three months!" Aunt smiled and said, "You'll know whether or not you can become the Divine Soul Warrior, the end of the Divine Soul Festival!"

"Mn, Aunt, I'm going to the Beast Fighting Field!"

Xiao Lang did not ask again. This aunt was very mysterious, hiding a lot of things from him. He also knew that when his aunt told him that he would know something in the future, she would just say that he didn't need to ask and she wouldn't tell him.

Riding on his donkey, Xiao Lang headed towards the Beast Fighting Field and began his daily training.

The familiar Beast Fighting Field, the bustling atmosphere, and the faint smell of blood in the air. This place made Xiao Lang feel very comfortable, as if he had returned to the Mountain Range of Death.

His opponent this time was still a third level profound beast, and he was a little weaker than last night's Crack Earth Tiger. His keen senses allowed him to sense the terrifying Perceptual Strength, his computational ability, and his instinct for battle that allowed him to easily kill this profound beast.

The battle had ended, the Master Ba sent another message, the Madame Ya had been summoned!

Helplessly, Xiao Lang braced himself and went up to the Ya Pavilion s on the second floor. After drinking a cup of wine and chatting for a while, he left without a trace of politeness.

The next few days were incomparably peaceful!

Xiao Lang returned from the Beast Fighting Field at Cyan Ox Town, and he had only returned at three or two points. The only difference was that there was an additional beauty instructor within the Martial Academy, and an additional Waves Widow.

That day, Situ Zhanye was very low-key after being scared to the point that he peed. Although he would occasionally glance over with a gaze that contained a deep resentment, he did not continue to provoke Xiao Lang and he pretended not to see it. Bu Xiaoman was still recuperating at home, not using his Martial Academy. Situ Zhantian and a group of young masters, the biggest popinjay in Martial Academy, had entered the Devil Mountain Training Hall for the Western Ten Cities Competition. He still hadn't come back, so Xiao Lang's days were incomparably dull and rich.

"Lone Wolf, Eighth Master invites you over!"

Today, Xiao Lang drank a cup of water from Widow Lang's Madame Ya's Ya Pavilion as usual, then turned and left. Madam Jing didn't say anything as she watched him leave with a smile. The Master Ba was waiting outside as he received a message.

"Master Ba?"

Xiao Lang thought he heard wrongly, and raised his eyebrows in surprise. Master Ba said in a solemn voice: "It's Eighth Master, it's our Villa Master!"

Eighth Master!

Xiao Lang felt deep veneration for the Eighth Master. He had been in the Beast Fighting Field for half a year, so he had naturally heard of this Eighth Master who possessed a legendary story.

One of the five strongest in Medicine King City, the Divine Soul Warrior! He alone had to fight against the Eighth Master of the three great families!

Five years ago, a man wearing a cloak came from the east and established his Misty Mountain Villa. Within these five years, the Liu Family of the Bu Family, had repeatedly tried to take over this villa, which was earning gold every day, but in the end, the Misty Mountain Villa was still the Misty Mountain Villa and Eighth Master was still wearing his cloak.

This was the first time Xiao Lang was summoned by such a legendary figure. He was a little nervous and followed Master Ba into the resplendent room. He saw a man wearing a purple cloak, holding a wine jar in his hands.

Eighth Master was very tall, around 1.8 meters. He was wearing a purple cloak, which made him look even more domineering. He turned his face to the side, looked down at the Beast Fighting Field, waved his hand casually, and the Master Ba immediately bowed and left.

"Eighth Master!"

Xiao Lang cupped his hands and respectfully bowed. He naturally developed a sense of respect and respect for the master of the Beast Fighting Field as the Beast Fighting Field people took great care of him.

"Lone Wolf, do you know what a person's most precious possessions are?"

Eighth Master did not turn back as he drank from his wine jar. Instead, he said that in a low voice, as if he was talking to himself.

Xiao Lang pondered for a moment, then decisively answered: "Yes, I am free!"

"That's right!" It's freedom! "

Eighth Master suddenly turned his head and said: "Lone Wolf, you must remember, your people's lives are only yours, not anyone or any family. At least, they don't belong to a small family like Medicine King City!"

Xiao Lang grinned, his eyes filled with wildness and insolence, untamed and said indifferently: Eighth Master, I am called Lone Wolf!

The Eighth Lord grinned as well as he gulped down the strong alcohol before waving his hand to signal for Xiao Lang to leave. After Xiao Lang left, Eighth Lord said quietly, "I was overthinking. This kid is a lone wolf. He won't be recruited by any family, not to mention a small family like the Liu Family. Widow Lang seems to have wasted all his efforts. "Yes. After observing them for a while, I can think of a way to train them. When I return to the clan, perhaps in a few years, there will be another peerless genius within the empire.