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After leaving Shihun Village, Uncle Li came to the Wuhun Branch Hall of Notting City.

He ignored the greetings from a group of colleagues and just hurriedly entered his room and slammed the door.

"Uncle Li, what's wrong?"

"I don't know, there must be something important."

This scene caused the staff in the palace to discuss one after another. You must know that since Uncle Li was transferred here from another place more than half a year ago, he has always impressed them as a serious senior who rarely appears like this.

And his strength is also unfathomable. Even the master of the branch hall rarely bothers him. He is mysterious and missing on weekdays. He only occasionally appears in awakening tasks in surrounding villages. Now this job has been taken over by the newly appointed Su. Deacon Yuntao took over.

At this time, in the room.

Uncle Li wrote something on a letter with a serious face. After a while, he put down the pen and rolled the written letter into a cigarette-sized tube. Then he walked to the window, attracted a sharp-tailed swallow, and rolled the letter tube tightly. Tied to the swallow's leg.

The Sharp-tailed Swallow is an ultra-small spirit beast with no offensive power, but it can fly very fast. After ten years of cultivation, it can leave behind some spirit beasts with a thousand years of cultivation. All the major forces on the mainland have specially raised them. , used to transmit some important information over long distances.

It is said that the inherited martial spirit of the Min clan, Sharp-tailed Swift, is the upper body of Sharp-tailed Swift.

After releasing the sharp-tailed swallow, Uncle Li stopped in front of the window and watched until the sharp-tailed swallow disappeared, then turned around.

"I really don't know why Her Majesty the Saint is so interested in a loser."

After walking back to the room, Uncle Li shook his head and couldn't help but complain.

Everyone in the Wuhun branch of Notting City knew that he was transferred from other places, but they didn't know that his identity was actually one of the confidants secretly trained by Her Majesty the Saint. He was assigned here more than half a year ago, and the task was actually He secretly monitors and protects a 29th-level great soul master named Yu Xiaogang, and has to send letters to Her Majesty the Saint from time to time to report on Yu Xiaogang's current situation.

In this regard, Uncle Li, as a close confidant, would naturally not resist, but based on his understanding of Yu Xiaogang in the past half year, from the perspective of a bystander, he still had a basic judgment——

Who is that?

On the surface, he relies on the name of "Master" and secretly relies on his identity as "Young Master of the Blue Electric Tyrannosaurus Sect" to eat and die in Notting College.

Forget it, Uncle Li still agrees that his theoretical knowledge is good, but he just pretends to be aloof and has half-level innate soul power, but he still looks down on those students with second- and third-level innate soul power in Notting Academy, and has always relied on No. The dean of Ding College lived a life of helping others, but he never thought of repaying the dean in the form of teaching and educating people.

He looked depressed, decadent, and vaguely arrogant all day long, as if he was a master whose talent was not appreciated, and he had no self-awareness, as if he felt that it was an honor to live in Notting College as a guest.

Shaking his head again, Uncle Li thought to himself:

Forget it, I'm just a business person, why do I care so much? But today, a child who awakened the same martial spirit as Yu Xiaogang was discovered in a nearby village. Hey, I don’t know if Her Royal Highness the Saint will be able to withstand this news...

The words are divided into two parts.

In Shihun Village, after awakening his martial soul, Wang Zhao was taken home by the village elder John. This is where Wang Zhao usually lives.

He is an orphan. According to Old John, his parents were an ordinary couple in the village. Their martial spirits were Blue Silver Grass and Sickle respectively. They were born without soul power and died very early. Before his death, he was entrusted to the old man. John's family takes care of it.

"Grandpa John, when are we going to Notting City?"

Wang Zhao raised his head and looked at Old John, asking expectantly.

Since the village chief had told him early on that if he awakened his innate soul power, he would be sent to school in Notting City, so it was not surprising when Wang Zhao asked this question.

"There are still three months left before the registration period for Notting Soul Master Junior College. Xiao Zhao, if you want to go and have a look first, grandpa will take you to Notting City tomorrow."

Old John looked at Wang Zhao kindly and said with a smile.

"Okay, then I'll go back to the room first."

Wang Zhao ran into the room like a child, closed the door, and his expression quickly calmed down.

Such a change in demeanor does not mean that Wang Zhao is on guard against Old John, but that he is used to silence and thinking, but feels that it is not suitable to be reflected in a six-year-old child, so he simply disguises himself, even if there is no benefit, he can Avoid being idiosyncratic and causing trouble.

He is a steady person.

Silently walking to the bedside and sitting down, Wang Zhao activated his soul power, summoned Wuhun Luo Sanpao, and then started observing.

The eyes of this little lavender beast were very smart. After it appeared, it immediately rushed towards Wang Zhao. It accidentally fell down and had to hug Wang Zhao's thigh in a hurry.

Seeing this, Wang Zhao couldn't help but smile.

This Luo Sanpao martial spirit can be regarded as a rare miracle in the world. It not only has a spiritual body, but also can swallow and digest food.

Gently picking up Luo Sanpao, Wang Zhao stroked and observed him while thinking about the way forward.

The innate half-level soul power means that he is destined to be unable to reach the peak through ordinary paths, but reaching the peak is his most simple wish as a time traveler.

When you come to this fantasy world, whether it is fantasy floor tiles or something else, you will always want to shine with your own brilliance.

How about taking refuge with Yu Xiaogang?

He thought first.

Regardless of how Yu Xiaogang behaves, as long as Wang Zhao seeks refuge with him, he can at least arouse the interest of this "similar person" and even attract the attention of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect.

Although the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Clan is a bit exaggerated in the original work, it is indeed a super power with top masters sitting in it.

After just thinking for a moment, Wang Zhao gave up the idea.

Regardless of the prospects, this is indeed a good way, but this way cannot support him to the peak, and it is not even certain whether it can guarantee safety.

After all, according to the ambition of the Spirit Hall in the future, it is destined to carry out the "Soul Hunting Plan".

As for going to Shrek Academy, Wang Zhao has never thought about it. With his talent, it is impossible to get in. Even if he tries every means to get in, he can only serve as a doorman, logistics chores or something.

He is very self-aware.

Or rely on foresight to guide the three giegies in the early stage, and then the fairy grass god position one dragon to the peak of life?

This... Wang Zhao just thought about it and immediately gave up the idea.

Let’s not talk about whether he can be successfully led by Tang San in the end. With Tang San’s capricious and suspicious character, he might be warned by the “way to death” if he is not careful!

Yin-Yang Eyes of Ice and Fire, Wang Zhao believes that he does not have the strength to plan.

As for the Spirit Hall…

Such a big force, unless he can attract Bibi Dong’s attention, he is destined to be lost in the crowd.

However, with Su Yuntao’s character, will he really report his beast spirit with only half-level innate spirit power?

Wang Zhao expressed doubts. Besides, there are many people in the Spirit Hall, and there are many uncertain factors.

“I am afraid that I will eventually have to take a path similar to Yu Xiaogang. The only advantage is that I am younger than him and have not attached a spirit ring. I hope the books in Notting College can bring me surprises…”

Wang Zhao whispered, a little confused, looking at Luo Sanpao in his arms, and soon became firm again. After all, he is not without potential, but the potential cannot be well developed.

Although Yu Xiaogang's famous saying - "There are no useless martial souls, only useless soul masters" is a bit of a generalization, it is really appropriate to use it on himself.

In Wang Zhao's opinion, Luo Sanpao's martial soul is a malignant mutation caused by congenital deficiency. It's okay if he doesn't know how to improve the original power, but he must have a panacea-type amplification soul skill, right?

Like Yu Xiaogang, the first soul ring actually chose an offensive soul skill, which eventually turned the golden holy dragon cub into a farting pig, which was neither fish nor fowl. "Thunder Breath" can only be called "Farting like thunder"...

"Speaking of which, the name Luo Sanpao was given by Yu Xiaogang through his farting pig, so I can't call him that."

"Hao~Hao~"

"How can a golden scale be kept in a pond? Once it encounters wind and clouds, it will turn into a dragon... Let's call you Golden Scale."

"Hao~"

...

In a quiet courtyard in Wuhun City.

The beautiful woman squatted alone on the stone steps, the breeze blew through her light pink hair, but she seemed to be unaware of it, just stiffly twisting the petals in her hands, her eyes were distracted, and her loneliness could not help but make people love her.

At this time, a small sharp-tailed swallow flew from a distance. The woman looked at it, and her eyes instantly became bright and full of joy. She couldn't wait to come to the sharp-tailed swallow and carefully untied the letter tube from its legs.

Afterwards, the woman opened the letter, and I don't know what she saw or what she thought of. The expression that was originally a bit nostalgic suddenly became gloomy.

"Xiao Die."

"Here."

A maid in black walked out of the shadows and took the letter handed over by the beautiful woman.

"You go and investigate the background of this child named 'Wang Zhao' right away. I want all his information."

"And..."

"I want to see him here within three days."

"Yes."

The maid Xiaodie nodded, and in a flash, she took the letter and fled far away.

The beautiful woman looked up at the sky, shook her body in a trance, and then leaned against the wall somewhat weakly, muttering:

"Xiaogang..."