Faced with the subtle pressure emanating from Dugu Bo.
Dongfang Jing, however, remained unfazed.
He even raised his hand to rub his temples, seemingly troubled by his slip of the tongue.
"Uh... my mistake."
"What I mean is that I would like to invite your granddaughter, Dugu Yan, to drop out of the Heaven Dou Royal Academy and join our team to participate in the Continental Elite Tournament of Advanced Soul Master Academies."
"snort!"
Dugu Bo let out a heavy, cold snort.
He managed to suppress the aura of rage emanating from his body.
But those cold, vertical pupils remained fixed on Dongfang Jing.
"Join you? Why?"
"The Heavenly Dou Royal Academy is top-tier in the empire in terms of both resources and teaching staff."
He held up one finger and pointed in the direction of the Heavenly Dou Royal Academy.
"Take Yan Yan's current teacher, for example. He is a level 60+ offensive Soul Emperor, who is more than capable of teaching her."
"In contrast, what about Purple Star Academy?"
"Besides that old guy Edmund, is there another Soul Emperor?"
"Besides, Edmund is just a support-type Soul Master who isn't good at combat. How can he possibly teach my granddaughter?"
Dongfang Jing subconsciously raised his hand, his fingertips gently tracing his chin.
Dugu Bo's words are indeed reasonable.
However, he absolutely must recruit people to join him.
More than a year later, the Continental Elite Tournament of Advanced Soul Master Academies will be held.
According to the competition rules, each participating team must have at least seven members.
They now consist of six people: themselves, Ning Rongrong, Zhu Zhuqing, Dongfang Yao, Wang Qiu'er, and Xiao Wu.
There was only one person short of the required number.
Moreover, Dongfang Jing cannot fully trust Xiao Wu.
What if this girl, who's hopelessly in love, secretly holds a grudge against me for targeting the Tang family and uses dirty tricks on the field?
Therefore, he needs to invite his sister's friends, Dugu Yan and Ye Lingling.
Yao'er and Rongrong were familiar with these two people and trusted their character, so it was better than temporarily teaming up with two unfamiliar strangers.
But to get them to willingly leave the well-resourced Heavenly Dou Royal Academy and join this little-known Purple Star Academy...
On our side, we must present more convincing terms.
In the blink of an eye, Dongfang Jing had made a decision.
He lowered his hand, calmly meeting Dugu Bo's scrutiny, his tone indifferent:
"Your granddaughter's teacher is the Soul Emperor?"
"Then let me teach you, that should be fine, right?"
Dugu Bo felt as if he had heard the biggest joke in the world, and was about to open his mouth to make a sarcastic remark.
But the next second, his words caught in his throat.
Behind the Oriental Mirror, streaks of brilliant blue and pink light and shadow quietly emerged, coalescing into a lifelike little butterfly that fluttered and danced.
Immediately afterwards.
Six spirit rings rose one after another from beneath his feet, spiraling upwards.
The Soul Emperor's cultivation level was clearly revealed.
Dugu Bo's pupils contracted sharply! The mocking expression on his face froze completely!
Instead, there was an overwhelming sense of horror.
"you..."
His lips trembled as he pointed at Dongfang Jing: "How old are you?! You've already cultivated to the Soul Emperor level?!"
"And this spirit ring..."
Dugu Bo's gaze was fixed on the six spirit rings, especially the last four deep black rings, which made him feel that his understanding was being overturned.
He suddenly remembered that several years ago, that old fellow Chen Xin had vaguely mentioned it.
It is said that Dongfang Jing possesses some kind of unbelievable secret technique that can break through the age limit barrier for Soul Masters to absorb Soul Rings!
It seems... that they drank some kind of mysterious potion?
Dugu Bo felt his throat was a little dry.
He had lived to such an old age and seen countless geniuses, but he had never seen such an outrageous teenager.
Oh right...didn't he just say he wanted Yan Yan?
An idea flashed uncontrollably through Dugu Bo's mind.
Such handsome looks, such extraordinary talent, plus those unfathomable powerhouses behind him...
It seems like giving him my precious granddaughter wouldn't be a bad idea, would it?
Standing to the side, Ning Fengzhi and Gu Rong were no less shocked than Dugu Bo.
Although he had already heard the report from the guards,
But seeing it with my own eyes is still unbelievable.
Four ten-thousand-year spirit rings!
Gu Rong's gaze lingered on the fifth and sixth spirit rings.
The edges of those two black halos were faintly glowing with a red light.
Its energy fluctuations far exceed those of ordinary ten-thousand-year soul rings!
This is clearly a black soul ring that is nearly 100,000 years old, or even 80,000 to 90,000 years old!
Ning Fengzhi felt a bit thirsty.
His brain was working at lightning speed.
What conditions must be met to exchange the potion's recipe with Dongfang Jing?
The future of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School seems to lie in this potion.
A honey trap?
Should we give Rongrong to him?
Dugu Bo remained silent for a long time, gradually calming down from his shock.
He neither immediately refused nor immediately agreed.
This Poison Douluo was merely stating a fact.
His voice was much hoarser than before.
There was less disdain and more appreciation.
"Kid, I admit, you're very good."
"Although your soul power is increasing rapidly, it doesn't mean that you have the talent to be a teacher and instruct others."
"After all, you are still too young and have limited experience."
"Even if you hear many elders share their experiences, without experiencing it yourself, it's probably difficult to have your own unique understanding."
Dugu Bo's words were reasonable and well-founded.
Although these principles do not apply entirely to the Eastern Mirror.
But he still humbly nodded slightly, readily admitting it.
"You're right."
Dugu Bo was somewhat surprised.
Any other teenager his age who achieved such success would probably be strutting around with pride by now.
But when faced with his own questioning, Dongfang Jing frankly admitted his lack of experience.
This humble and composed demeanor earned Dugu Bo even more admiration.
This kid is actually quite something.
Just then,
Brigitte, who had been standing quietly to the side like a fairy in a painting, suddenly spoke.
"Don't worry, sir."
"Although my disciple is still young, his talent and experience in combat are second to none."
Brigitte turned her gaze to her disciple, her eyes filled with tenderness and pride.
"Of course, if you are still worried, I will personally share some of my experience with these children."
"oh?"
Dugu Bo's gaze finally fell on the green-haired woman he had always regarded as an accessory.
Who are you?
He had been so focused on investigating the Snow Emperor, whose strength was the most mysterious, that he had overlooked this gentle and graceful woman.
Upon hearing this, Brigitte's lips curled into a faint smile.
The next moment.
A surge of soul power, vast as the sea yet gentle as a spring breeze, suddenly swept outwards from her center.
A dazzling light rose from behind her, coalescing into a lifelike emerald swan silhouette, gracefully spreading its wings.
Immediately afterwards.
Purple, purple, black, black, black, black, black, black, red.
Nine spirit rings rose up one after another from beneath her feet.
That final, blinding crimson halo caused everyone present to hold their breath.
"My name is Brigitte."
"Level 98, Healing-type Title Douluo."
Level 98!
Dugu Bo, Ning Fengzhi, and Gu Rong were filled with unconcealable horror.
Another peak existence below the level 99 Peerless Douluo!
Where exactly did these reclusive powerhouses come from?
What kind of monsters have gathered around Dongfang Jing?!
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