Douluo: The junior sister of Jian Zong is a saint in Wuhun Hall

It’s because you can’t force emotional matters, anything can happen.

No one would take the initiative to give up what they love, let alone make a choice under realistic helplessness.

Su Yingchu's meaning was very clear. It was impossible for her to give up her love, let alone control her love for Ye Yujing.

There is a kind of love called missing, and there is also a kind of feeling called deep affection.

Qingluan Douluo wanted her to give up this relationship and not let this relationship affect her life.

She has done enough for Ye Yujing.

Ye Ling'an looked at them with extremely surprised eyes, not quite understanding their thoughts.

Maybe this is what the elders think among themselves.

"You and Ye Yujing have a good daughter."

Qingluan Douluo looked at Ye Ling'an with deep eyes and said, "I reached Contra before the age of thirty, which is earlier than you and Ye Yujing."

"When Ye Yujing became a titled Douluo in his forties, he was not much different from Bibi Dong in terms of talent. You must know that before Ye Yujing, Bibi Dong was known as the most talented soul master in the entire continent. He became a titled Douluo when he was just over forty. Ye Yujing became a titled Douluo one year later than Bibi Dong. Such a talent is indeed worthy of you, so your love will not be hindered, but God is jealous of Yingcai... The good times did not last long, but your daughter is better than Bibi Dong. You are better, you have continued your talents, and you have accomplished what you have not yet accomplished.”

Qingluan Douluo's blue eyes were full of complicated emotions, "You and I both know what it means once a god-level powerhouse appears in Wuhun Palace."

"Neither Poseidon Island, Haotian Sect, nor the two major empires can stand in our way. Our Spirit Hall will definitely become the most powerful force in the entire continent."

"I see a bright future in her."

Qingluan Douluo's voice was filled with excitement. A future god-level powerhouse was born right in front of his eyes, and he was naturally extremely touched.

The physical experience is different.

"Then let's wait until Ling An returns from the far north." Su Yingchu said lightly, "Just like the uncle said, we have to wait no matter how long it takes. There has not been a god-level strongman in the entire continent for ten thousand years. Or, the future of our Wuhun Palace lies with these children."

To measure whether a force is strong depends on the talent of its younger generation. The more powerful a force is, the level of its heir must reach the top level in the mainland, in order for this force to stand firm.

"I know." Su Yingchu's eyes instantly fell on Ye Ling'an, "We cannot deny that these children are all influenced by Ling An. Otherwise, how could they find the place where the gods are inherited?"

"My mother is also a top level ninety-eight expert. She once threatened to become a god in order to save my father from the pain caused by the mutation of martial arts. However, she spent a hundred years and failed. I could only watch my father die in my arms. From then on, I lost all my fighting spirit and lost all my courage. In the end, a hundred years of hard work were in vain. A hundred years of love is just to commemorate a dream that I dare not imagine."

Su Yingchu never concealed her thoughts and told Ye Ling'an's contribution because she wanted Wuhun Palace to always remember what Ye Ling'an had done and not forget her contribution.

Su Yingchu is also a descendant of a titled Douluo. Although her father is not a titled Douluo, her mother is. They love each other very much, but Su Yingchu's father suffers from the pain caused by the mutation of Wuhun. He can only live so long because of the natural materials and earthly treasures provided by Wuhun Palace.

However, people always have a time of life and death.

Thousands of people in Wuhun Palace have worked hard for a long time, but no one has found the path to becoming a god, which shows how difficult it is to become a god.

If it weren't for Ye Ling'an's contribution, the young people of this generation in Wuhun Palace would be less likely to have access to the inheritance of the gods, let alone qualify for the nine exams of the gods.

This kind of kindness is worthy of being remembered by generations of people in Wuhun Palace.

"This is natural." Light Ling Douluo said, his innocent voice mixed with a bit of seriousness, "No one can erase her contribution."

"I have said before that these children are the legitimate golden generation of Wuhun Palace."

"Countless people have been groping for their whole lives but were unable to take a step forward, but they were able to break through this step and become the heirs of the gods."

"This is their luck, and they are also the most glorious generation of Wuhun Palace. I believe that if we give them enough time, our Wuhun Palace will become different. Dominating the entire continent is an inevitable process."

Light Ling Douluo lowered his voice, and their conversation was not hidden from Ye Lingan. No one present regarded Ye Ling'an as an outsider, nor did they feel that Ye Ling'an was not qualified to participate in these conversations. It was simply that Ye Ling'an did not speak.

The elders were talking about the development of Wuhun Palace. As a junior, she just listened. This was to show them respect.

"The inevitable process also requires blood to complete."

Su Yingchu shook her head, a cold look appeared on her beautiful and gentle face, "When can we go to fight the Haotian Sect?"

"I've been waiting for this day for over twenty years."

"Ever since Yu Jing's death, I have been dreaming about this day. No one knows whether Tang Chen is still alive, but the strength of the Haotian Sect is far inferior to that of the Wuhun Palace. As long as the Wuhun Palace has that idea, the Haotian Sect will What is it?"

If that day really comes, Su Yingchu will definitely be the first to take action. There was no other reason than that she wanted to avenge Ye Yujing.

The hatred between Wuhun Palace and Haotian Sect should have been settled long ago.

No one wants the Haotian Sect to be destroyed more than she does.

On the day Ye Yujing died, her heart died.

"As I said, now is not the time. I know you are in a hurry." Qingluan Douluo paused, "When that day comes, I will definitely help you."

"And I."

"Yingchu, how can our friendship of fifty or sixty years be a joke?"

Light Ling Douluo also spoke, expressing his opinion.

These old guys have been in Wuhun Hall for decades, and it's time to show their abilities.

"Of course I understand what you're thinking."

The expression on Su Yingchu's face softened, "I believe that day will not be slow."

Sooner or later, Wuhun Palace will break up with the two empires and launch a war against the two empires. It will also face the Haotian Sect at the same time.

Because once the two empires and the Haotian Sect join forces, it will be the Spirit Hall that will suffer. In order to prevent this kind of thing from happening, Wuhun Palace will take action in advance.

The Qibao Glazed Sect and the Blue Lightning Overlord Sect are a living example.

"I'm very happy today."

Su Yingchu smiled slightly, a smile appearing on her beautiful face, "Shall I treat you to something to eat?"

"Or should I cook it myself for you to eat?"

Su Yingchu didn't care about this, it just depends on how Guangling Douluo and Qingluan Douluo choose.

Hearing this, Qingluan Douluo and Guangling Douluo both looked at Ye Ling'an.

Qingluan Douluo said hesitantly, "Well... Yingchu, can you eat what you're cooking?"

"I'm afraid of death."

It can shock even Qingluan Douluo, which shows how terrifying the food Su Yingchu made is to him.

Guang Ling Douluo's pupils shrank slightly, but he did not speak aloud. It was obvious that he and Qingluan Douluo were thinking the same thing.