C15 Stowaway Column

A six star Soul Master!

Ling Zongtian's bronze like face revealed a surprised look, "Xiao Tian, aren't you cultivating too fast? How long have you been cultivating for? "

Soon, Ling Xiaotian once again displayed his level in front of Ling Zongtian, which convinced Ling Zongtian of what he had said.

After Ling Zongtian saw his son's true level, he became even more excited. He placed both hands on his shoulders and said: "This is good, as long as Xiao Tian has you, it won't be long before our Ling Family stands tall in the Four Great Clans."

All along, in the Luoyang City, Ling Family had always been the last of the four great families. Not only the Family Disciple, but even the clan's economic strength was far inferior to the other families.

It was also because of this that the other families never thought much of Ling Family.

"Don't worry dad, I won't let you down." Ling Xiaotian said lightly.

After chatting for a while in Ling Zongtian's room, Ling Xiaotian went back to his own room. This counterattack made Ling Xiaotian feel really good. Not only did he knock out Ling Zongtian and his brother, he also got 50 Tier 2 Mystical Pills.

Very quickly, Ling Xiaotian swallowed all 50 Mysterious Deity Pellets in one gulp. Without a doubt, with the help of the Tripolar Gift, these pellets were like candy.

In a moment, Ling Xiaotian had already melted all of the pills' effects into his own Soul Body. He felt a warm sensation in his chest.

Ling Xiaotian's soul sea had two more stars. However, before he could react, a crack appeared in Xiao Tian's heart.

Puff.

Xiao Tian spat out a mouthful of blood.

Xiao Tian felt as if his chest was about to split open. It felt like tens of thousands of ants were gnawing at him, the pain was excruciating.

At this moment, the uncomfortable Xiao Tian rolled on the bed and rolled around in pain. However, Ling Xiaotian quickly sat down and used up all the natural energy in his body to calm the crack in his heart.

After half an hour, the tear in Xiao Tian's heart slowly disappeared, but this time it did not disappear.

After all, Ling Xiaotian no longer had the immense natural energy of a Supreme Mage. In order to balance his strength, he had also converted his soul power into 8-star Little Soul Master's soul power.

In the end, Ling Xiaotian's level was only four star Soul Master, which was even lower than his original six star level.

Ever since Ling Xiaotian could convert his soul power, all of the soul power in his Soul Master Rank could turn into natural energy. However, this was like a balance.

"What skill did that mysterious person use?" Even I am unable to cure the injuries on my body? " Ling Xiaotian's face was pale and his teeth were tightly clenched.

….

If he didn't have the ability to convert the world's spiritual energy, he would have been tortured to death by the tear in his heart.

"I wonder if there is anyone in this world who can treat the injuries on my body?" Ling Xiaotian felt troubled.

However, he had more important things to do at the moment.

He hurried out to find some rocks.

"Apprentice magic, Rock Elf."

Suddenly, the stone in his hand came to life. It grew four limbs and revealed a small head. Ling Xiaotian looked at the stone elves and commanded, "Watch that Brother Ling Hu and Ling Ying."

"Understood, Master." The Stone Elf quickly disappeared.

Ling Xiaotian still had a Stone Elf on his side. Stone Elves could send messages to each other faster than pigeons could send messages in the past.

Based on the many novels he had read since he was young, he already knew what this Ling Ying would do.

….

Outside the Ling Residence.

A few servants kicked the two brothers ferociously, not leaving any face at all.

"You bullied us everyday, now you've been beaten up by Young Lord, right? Serves you right."

"That's right. He actually shamelessly boasted about our Young Lord's talent."

Ling Hu directly protected Lingyu: "If you want to hit me, then hit me. Don't hit my brother, I'm begging you."

How could those servants listen to Ling Hu's words? They kicked Ling Hu half to death dozens of times. After they got tired of kicking, they directly went back home.

Ling Hu, who had long been kicked into a pig-head, slowly carried Liu Tie, who had already lost his consciousness, on his back. "Brother, it's all my fault. Don't worry, I definitely won't let this Ling Xiaotian go. I will definitely avenge the two of us."

Under the gaze of the guards, Ling Hu walked away with difficulty while carrying his brother on his back.

….

Suddenly, the Stone Elf jumped out and whispered into Ling Xiaotian's ear, "Master, there's already news."

"Alright, with me here, don't even think about helping your son." Ling Xiaotian revealed a sinister smile.

Working with bad people was worse than him, this was one of the survival rules Ling Xiaotian trained in his Magic World.

Ling Xiaotian quickly left the Ling Residence. As expected, he saw a servant sneakily leaving the Ling Residence after taking a detour around the back door.

Ling Xiaotian followed quietly and accidentally bumped into him.

The servant was hit like that. Just as he wanted to get angry, he saw Young Lord, who was standing in front of him, hurriedly kneel down and greet him, "Hello, Young Lord."

"Where are you going?" Ling Xiaotian stared at him and asked.

The servant avoided Young Lord's gaze and whispered: "Nothing, Second Elder wants me to go buy something."

"Really?" "Then go quickly, and be careful on the road." Ling Xiaotian replied without thinking.

"Thank you, Young Lord, for your concern." The servant composed himself and immediately set off.

After looking back at Ling Xiaotian from time to time, the servant sped up his pace and left.

In the dark.

Ling Xiaotian Gang sneered as he took out a dozen of the Profound Crystal cards he stole: "I didn't know Ling Ying was good to his son. He treated his son like ten thousand Profound Crystal. I'm sure you must be rich."

Ling Xiaotian quickly followed them. Soon, they arrived at a broken temple and saw the two brothers, Ling Hu and the servant.

The servant handed the Profound Crystal card over to Ling Hu and then carefully ran away.

Ling Hu held onto the Profound Crystal card and hugged Lingyu, his face was full of joy: "Great Bro, we have money, I'll take you to treat the disease now."

After all, the person who crippled the Soul Body was extremely weak. Furthermore, the Patriarch had used all of his strength.

Ling Xiaotian wasn't in a hurry to make a move, he was waiting to see a good show.

Ling Hu carried Lingyu and quickly set off. Soon, they found a medicine store to treat their brothers.

However, when he paid the money, the Profound Crystal card in Ling Hu's hand instantly became white paper.

The Pharmacist's face grew icy as she scolded, "You two actually fooled this old man. Your son has come out to take care of these two liars."

Ling Hu quickly waved his hand to defend himself: "No, it was clearly the Profound Crystal Card just now, how did it become white paper?"

At this moment, the Pharmacist's son rushed out and started beating them up. They had long since become useless, so how could they be a match for him? They were kicked out of the room by his son in just a few steps.

"Scram!" "Don't let me see you two liars. If not, I will beat you up every time I see you." The son of the pharmacist scolded in disdain.

It was fine if he didn't have the money, but he actually gave the paper back. It was truly infuriating.

Ling Hu and the others, who were recovering, collapsed after being beaten up by the son of the pharmacist.

Ling Hu helped Lingyu move forward slowly until they reached a dilapidated temple.

"Why? How did it become like this? "Could it be?" Ling Hu felt depressed.