Chapter 247 A Rare Seven-Trial Successor?
Twenty days later, at Qin Ming's residence.
Qin Ming stood with his eyes closed in the center of the courtyard.
Not far from him, Lava, in his soul form, lay comfortably on a recliner under a tree.
A gentle breeze rustled the falling leaves.
Lava, somewhat bored, turned his gaze to Qin Ming.
"After so many failures, I wonder when Boss will finally master that technique."
He murmured, stretching in the breeze.
"Completing the divine trials is truly exhausting. Luckily, I chose a good Boss; I can easily ascend to the God Realm just by lying here."
Lying down, Lava clenched his claws, mentally cheering Qin Ming on.
'So that I can enjoy this blessing too.
Boss, you must cultivate even harder!'
Lost in thought, Lava glanced back at the house with a pang of regret.
'Although I'm reluctant, I can't let Boss end up like me, having treasures but never using them.' "
I need to find some time to persuade the boss to absorb this Blazing Sun Jade Marrow as soon as possible.
This treasure contains a lot of energy; even if it's just a small amount, it will easily raise the boss's soul power by several levels."
Just as Lava was thinking, a familiar soul power fluctuation came.
*Buzz—*
Sensing the soul power fluctuation, Lava immediately sat up from the recliner and looked in Qin Ming's direction.
Qin Ming had already opened his eyes. He pulled one hand towards the ground, and fiery red soul power surged out.
In a very short time, it enveloped every fallen leaf…
Lava was currently in a soul state, so his perception of soul power was even more sensitive than before.
In his vision, the soul power enveloped every fallen leaf began to flow like water droplets, subtle changes constantly occurring…
A moment later, Qin Ming exhaled softly.
He carefully extended a hand and gently pulled it towards the ground.
As if drawn by invisible threads, the fallen leaves enveloped by Qin Ming's soul power flew into the air in unison.
Seeing this, Qin Ming's eyes brightened, and he waved his hand in the air.
The fallen leaves danced along the soul power trajectory he had carefully constructed, their speed increasing.
In a few breaths, the leaves wove together simple objects like spears, swords, and shields in the air…
A moment later, Qin Ming stopped and dispersed the soul power enveloping the leaves.
The next instant, to Qin Ming's expectant gaze, the leaves fell one by one from the air, just as they had at the beginning.
Only a few leaves showed minor cracks; overall, none of the leaves appeared damaged…
Seeing this, Lava in the distance excitedly shouted to Qin Ming.
"Boss, congratulations!
Can you start condensing your soul core now?"
Hearing this, Qin Ming withdrew his gaze from the fallen leaves and smiled at the lava in the distance.
"Almost there. Although it might still be a little short, I should be able to make up the final gap after practicing for a short while longer."
As he spoke, Qin Ming once again covered the fallen leaves on the ground with his soul power.
"My preliminary preparations are almost complete.
After I watch Elder Ling Yuan condense her soul core, I'll be able to start condensing my first soul core."
Just as Qin Ming was about to continue practicing,
*whoosh*—the
sound of air being torn apart rang out from the horizon.
Qin Ming looked up into the distance.
At this moment, three streams of light were flying towards the Hall of Worship at the highest point of Martial Soul Mountain.
'Is it all over? Have the teachers returned from the City of Slaughter?'
After taking another look, Qin Ming frowned.
'Elder Yue Guan and Elder Gui Mei aren't here. Where are they?'
Even though the old bat that had parasitized Tang Chen returned its body to Tang Chen immediately. "They shouldn't be in any danger, right?"
The next moment, Qin Ming's brow relaxed, a hint of something amiss.
"I almost forgot something. Tang Chen is the highest administrator of the Slaughter City.
If we don't want the Slaughter City to collapse,
we must appoint a sufficiently powerful administrator after Tang Chen's death.
Elder Yue Guan and the others should still be in the Slaughter City."
Lost in thought, Qin Ming took a step towards Lava's location.
In a flash, Qin Ming was beside Lava.
Skillfully reaching out, he grabbed Lava by the back of the neck and pulled him from the recliner.
"Lava, don't lie there.
My teacher and the others are back; I have to go see them."
Hearing Qin Ming say this, Lava nodded and transformed into a stream of light, disappearing into Qin Ming's left leg.
Due to distance constraints, he couldn't stray too far from Qin Ming.
And because he was somewhat afraid of the Lion Douluo, he simply chose to rest within his soul bone.
Seeing this, Qin Ming didn't linger. His wings unfurled, and he headed straight for the Hall of Offerings…
A moment later,
Qin Ming pushed open the door and entered the Hall of Offerings.
After a brief greeting to everyone, Qin Ming stood beside the Lion Douluo.
At this moment, Qian Xunji, dressed in casual clothes and looking resentful, was constantly complaining to Qian Daoliu.
"Father, how could you just leave like that?
For the past month, I've been handling all the daily teaching affairs by myself."
Seeing Qian Xunji's state, Qian Daoliu casually offered a word of comfort.
"It's because I knew you had woken up that I could leave so easily."
Hearing this, Qian Daoliu straightened his back again.
At the same time, he moved closer to Qian Daoliu, deliberately showing him the mark on his forehead.
"Father, don't you know I've already obtained the top-tier Seven Trials?
Without you here, I don't even know how I'm supposed to start the trials."
After glancing at Qian Xunji, Qian Daoliu nodded somewhat perfunctorily.
"I know you've passed the test.
Over the years, you're one of the 'extremely rare' top-tier seventh-level test-takers in our Angel Family."
Hearing this, Qian Xunji became somewhat smug again.
"A rare top-tier seventh-level test-taker?"
Qian Xunji suddenly froze as he muttered to himself.
"Father, didn't you pass the top-tier eighth-level test?
I only passed the top-tier seventh-level test, why would you say that..."
Qian Xunji finally realized what he meant.
A rare top-tier seventh-level test-taker... didn't that mean that almost every generation of core heirs in the Angel Family had passed the top-tier eighth-level test?
Realizing this, the little confidence Qian Xunji had barely mustered was completely wiped out.
Seeing this, Qian Daoliu didn't say anything. He just reached out and gently patted Qian Xunji's shoulder...
After the father and son finished their conversation, the Lion Douluo spread out his large, fan-like hand towards Qian Daoliu.
"Big brother, Qin Ming is here, why don't you take out the thing?"
Hearing this, Qian Daoliu's lips twitched.
He vaguely remembered that two years ago, the Lion Douluo had also demanded a soul bone for Qin Ming in the same way.
Recalling the past, Qian Daoliu smiled and shook his head.
Then, with a flick of his wrist,
a dusty gray longsword was retrieved from his storage soul tool...
(End of Chapter)