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But right after I finished doing squats, I couldn't feel anything in my legs.
She was as soft as a shrimp, collapsing into Dongfang Jing's arms, yet still chuckling.
Seeing her silly grin, Dongfang Jing couldn't help but pinch her cheek: "Let's make this clear beforehand, once a plan is made, you have to stick to it, exercise every day, and not give up halfway. Yao'er, can you do it?"
Upon hearing this, the girl's back pain and leg weakness subsided, and she stood up straight with a determined look in her eyes, as if she were about to complete some sacred mission.
She gave a somewhat awkward salute and said in a childish voice, "Yes, sir! I guarantee I'll complete the task! No, Yao'er will definitely persevere!"
Whether it's nursery rhymes like "Twinkle Twinkle Little Star" or those wondrous stories that only exist in his past life memories.
Dongfang Jing would tell her the story every day.
The little girl was very interested in all of these things, but in her heart she already regarded her brother as a great talent, as if there was nothing he couldn't do.
He carried Dongfang Yao to the bed and gently massaged her thighs to relax her leg muscles.
Dongfang Jing will lay a good foundation for her so that she can absorb higher-age soul rings in the future.
However, he would never allow the little girl to absorb a thousand years in the first stage.
Nine hundred and ninety-nine years and one thousand years seem to differ by only one year.
If you rely solely on physical training, no matter how hard you work or how much you neglect sleep and meals, it will not be effective.
Their bodies would be almost unable to withstand such a qualitative change in the years.
Someone knows this all too well.
He was lucky, and the trials of the Hall of a Thousand Mirrors pulled him back from the brink of death.
This kind of pain is something you only need to experience once.
He couldn't bear to let his sister experience it too.
But what if, a few years later, this little girl becomes very rebellious?
Disobedient, insisting on absorbing for a thousand years
Thinking of this, Dongfang Jing couldn't help but smile.
If she really is that rebellious, he wouldn't mind letting her little bottom 'bloom with a few big red flowers'.
After that, Dongfang Jing devoted himself entirely to cultivation.
And to the southeast of Winchester, where he is located.
The capital of the Tiandou Empire, Tiandou City.
The rather ornate carriage slowly came to a stop.
An old man with a full head of white hair, a weathered face, and a gloomy expression walked down.
"Sigh," he sighed, gazing at the magnificent city wall before him.
I felt a little bitter inside.
He was over eighty years old and worked at the Spirit Hall.
He finally made it through the tough times and became a black bishop, in charge of managing the Notting City Martial Soul Branch Hall.
He knew better than anyone what was happening in Rinfeng City.
After all, the esteemed Platinum Bishop personally ordered him to send the weakest soul power patrol deacon to Rising Wind City to be in charge of the awakening.
And so, Su Yuntao returned with the Awakening Files.
Matthew also said that there was a child whose martial soul had undergone a malignant mutation but who was born with full soul power.
Innate full soul power is extremely rare. Even if a martial soul mutates, such a matter is not something that small people like them dare to decide on their own.
'Although the hope is slim, if this child is an exception, reporting it in time would be a great achievement; if he's just a useless child, reporting it won't hurt.'
With this thought.
Therefore, the black-robed bishop had no choice but to travel to Tiandou City, which was very far away from Notting City, on his own.
This trip took almost a month.
The Spirit Hall has a very tight organizational structure.
The level of its branch halls is directly related to the size of the city where they are located.
The highest-level Martial Soul Temple is located in the capital of the two great empires and is overseen by the Platinum Bishop.
The second highest is the Martial Soul Main Hall, located in the provincial capital or a major city, and is overseen by a cardinal.
Intermediate-level Martial Soul Sub-Halls are located in ordinary large cities like Winchester and are overseen by Purple-Robed Bishops.
Finally, every small town like Linfeng and Notting has a Martial Soul Branch Hall overseen by the Black-Clad Bishop.
As for the Platinum Bishop who is in charge of the Heavenly Fighting Spirit Temple...
His name is Salas, a level 87 Contra.
"Sigh, this is really tormenting my old bones."
It was already evening, but the black-robed bishop still went directly to the Martial Soul Temple located in Heaven Dou City.
In the center of the top floor of the temple, the door to this room is quite remarkable.
It was inlaid with all sorts of dazzling gemstones and gold.
This clearly demonstrates how noble the owner of the house must be.
Standing outside the door, one could almost hear the sounds of women inside.
It seems someone is doing something enjoyable.
It makes one's imagination run wild, wanting to explore it and join in.
But the Black Cardinal of Nottingham dared not, for he was already too old and unable to continue.
'Sigh, it's so great to be a Contra powerhouse~'
The old man muttered a complaint under his breath.
I can't just sit here and wait for the other person to finish, can I?
So he respectfully called out, "Lord Salas, Black-robed Bishop Brian of the Notting City Martial Soul Branch Hall has important news to report."
Upon hearing this shout, the person inside was so startled that they suddenly shivered.
His good deed was interrupted—or rather, forced to end.
Even though he's a Contra player, Salas is getting old and, while he may be willing, he lacks the strength to start another battle.
Salas was so furious he nearly died of anger.
But she still forced herself to speak: "What is it?"
"I have brought the awakening files of Windwind City this year. I hope Your Excellency will take a look." Brian was completely unaware that he had disturbed his superior's good time and continued to speak respectfully.
He was completely unaware that he had ruined his boss's plans.
Salas murmured inside the house in "Linfeng City," recalling this place.
His anger only intensified, and he roared, "What time is it? Can't you bring it tomorrow morning?!"
Why would you bother an old man with such a trivial matter?
If you weren't the bishop of my Spirit Hall, I would definitely teach you a lesson!
Subsequently, Salas prepared to try to start World War II, refusing to believe in such a possibility.
However, Brian hadn't left yet, adding, "Sir, there's a rather special child on the list. He was born with full soul power, but his martial soul has undergone a malignant mutation. I couldn't decide what to do with him, so..."
Upon hearing that he possessed innate full soul power, Salas shoved the woman beneath him away.
You should get up and get dressed.
However, upon hearing the second half of the sentence, his face darkened again.
This Brian.
However, he still slowly opened the door.
He glared at the black-robed bishop, then snatched the file from his hand and snorted coldly.
Salas quickly flipped through the pages and soon found Dongfang Jing's personal information, muttering to himself.
"Dongfang Jing, the Shattered Mirror Martial Soul? Has he joined my Spirit Hall?"
"Reporting to Your Excellency, according to the deacon in charge of awakening, this child needs to go back and discuss with his parents whether to join the Spirit Hall. We do not know for the time being."
"Hmm," Salas tapped his fingers rhythmically.
In his understanding, malignant mutation of a martial soul would also affect one's innate soul power.
Perhaps this Oriental Mirror is an exception?
Salas hesitated, wondering if it was necessary to report this trivial matter to His Holiness the Pope.
After a long silence, he ordered Brian, "Send some people to keep a close eye on this Dongfang Jing. If he absorbs a spirit ring, his martial spirit changes, and he shows some potential, you must recruit him into the Spirit Hall."
After thinking for a moment, he added a reminder: "Be discreet in your actions. Find a few agility-type Soul Masters who are skilled in reconnaissance. Don't let the news leak out, lest other sects or forces find out and beat us to it!"
"Yes, my lord."
"Well, back off."
Chapter 14 The Great Battle Arena, the Mirror of a Thousand Flowers!
The time spent cultivating oneself seems exceptionally long when it is tedious and repetitive, but it flies by in the blink of an eye when one is fully engaged.
Three months passed.
Whenever his mental strength recovers, he immerses himself in the Hall of Ten Thousand Mirrors.
While cultivating soul power, he also uses its unique abilities to constantly hone his combat skills and real-world reaction.
Although time flows faster in the Hall of a Thousand Mirrors, the Eastern Mirror itself is not affected in any way.
night.
He took Dongfang Yao's soft little hand and walked towards the center of Winchester City—