Douluo Dalu: My system is not convinced again

Huo Ling'er looked at Ye Feng excitedly. He whispered: "Bad scoundrel, this is an excellent opportunity. The nine-headed lion clan is powerful. With their loyalty, Ishimura's strength will surely rise to a higher level."

Ye Feng naturally knew that the nine-headed lion had great potential. However, to Huo Ling'er's surprise, Ye Feng did not agree immediately. Instead, he mentioned conditions, "No allegiance is required. From now on, people from Shicun will come here to choose mounts. Not many, ten will be enough."

"Mount?"

The leader of the Nine-Headed Lion Clan looked stern.

It's called the Nine Spirit King.

Nine-headed lions have endless potential, and many gods like to use them as mounts. This is an insult to the nine-headed lion race.

However, when King Jiuling heard Ye Feng's words, instead of feeling insulted, he asked excitedly: "Are you going to be your mount?"

"No." Ye Feng shook his head.

"Then..." Nine Spirit King hesitated.

The Nine Spirit King has heard about Ye Feng's badge achievements. Especially the scene where Ye Feng overcame the tribulation before, the Nine Spirit King saw it from a distance.

The Nine Spirits King, Fairy Yuechan and the Witch agreed that the person who had overcome the tribulation was Ye Feng.

The Nine Spirit King is very willing to become Ye Feng's mount. But Ye Feng said no.

The excitement in Nine Spirit King's eyes faded a little, and he asked: "Is it Shi Hao?"

"no."

"Is it Shi Ermeng?"

"No."

"Is that Shi Qingfeng?"

"No."

"It's not Shi Qingfeng, is it the Stone-skinned Monkey?"

"Neither."

"It can't be...your apprentice Xia Youyu, right?" Nine Spirit King asked Ye Feng weakly.

"Every twenty years in Shicun, someone will come to the Nine-Headed Lion Clan to choose a mount for him. There are ten people in total." Ye Feng said.

"Your Majesty, you are making our nine-headed lions become mounts for the people of Shicun for generations to come." The Nine Spirit King paused, and seeing the change in Ye Feng's eyes, he quickly explained: "Your Majesty, don't Misunderstanding. I'm just sighing. Okay. Even if someone wants me to be a mount, I'll accept it.

"King Jiuling, I can tell you in advance. The ten people from Shicun who came to the Nine-Headed Lion Clan to choose their mounts must be the future pillars of Shicun." Ye Feng was really worried about Shicun.

Shicun is not only a village where the Willow God is worshiped as a sacrifice, it is also Ye Feng's first stop in this world.

With the nine lions from the Nine Lion Clan as mounts, Ishimura's combat effectiveness will grow to a higher level in the future.

The Nine Spirit King felt much better after listening to Ye Feng's words.

The people in Ishimura are all monsters. Each one is ridiculously strong. The most important of them is training resources.

The Nine Spirit King promised Ye Feng, mainly because of the resources Shicun had. Especially the miraculous elixirs.

"King Nine Spirits, go and wake it up. Do you really think that my lower world is a medicine field and a livestock farm? I can harvest whatever I like." Ye Feng wants the lower world to be godless and change its role from prey. As a hunter, it is natural to intervene.

The Nine Spirit King entered the cave and came out of the cave after a while. Behind it is a huge pure-blooded creature.

Its legs were like the pillars of the sky, its belly was white, and its back shell shone with black luster.

The Nine Spirit King quickly withdrew from the cave.

"You're guilty, you dare to provoke me."

The big turtle looked up to the sky and yelled, scolding: "Bold, you nine-headed lions, it is your honor that the gods of the upper world can take a fancy to you. You are so ignorant of praise. You are really looking for death."

Huo Ling'er laughed: "I think you are really looking for death. Only the Venerable Realm dares to speak like this to a bad scoundrel. The god who lit the divine fire has been refined by the bad scoundrel. What's more, it's you."

"Nonsense, whoever can conquer the lower realm of the strong man who ignited the divine fire must not talk nonsense." The big turtle questioned Huo Ling'er's words.

"Look what this is?" Huo Ling'er stretched out his hand and took out a golden elixir.

"The breath of divine fire?!" The big turtle looked bright and exclaimed: "Did you really kill a god?"

"Not just one god, but many." Huo Ling'er put away the golden elixir.

At this time, a gray light flashed in front of Ye Feng, and a sword appeared in front of him.

"Chaos Treasure."

The big turtle screamed in surprise. His complexion changed drastically. Especially the ten golden soul rings rhythmically beating under Ye Feng's feet, which scared him to the point of sweating.

When the big turtle saw Ye Feng raising the Xuanyuan Sword, he immediately knelt on the ground and begged: "Don't. Don't kill me. I was forced too. The gods in the upper world forced me. I am the black turtle, and they treated me My favor is like that of a nine-headed lion. Please let me go, I am willing to be your mount."

The big turtle is very confident in his heart.

It is a black turtle, a pure-blooded creature. It is willing to be a mount for humans, and humans will definitely like it.

However, the big turtle was disappointed.

Ye Feng's tone was indifferent, without any hesitation: "You don't deserve it."

After saying this, Ye Feng waved the Xuanyuan Sword in his hand and struck the black turtle's shell with one strike.

"boom!"

The sharp Xuanyuan Sword cuts through the sky. A sword split the black turtle into two halves.

"Well!"

The Nine Spirit King looked dull.

The black turtle's defensive power is astonishing, and its shell is sturdy and immortal.

The shell of a black turtle in the Venerable Realm can turn into a mountain peak after death and remain incorruptible for thousands of years.

However, such a strange piece of armor with extremely high defense could not block Ye Feng's sword.

The Nine Spirit King shocked Ye Feng even more.

King Jiuling had only heard of the legend about Ye Feng before. Now that he has seen Ye Feng's strength, he feels that meeting him is far better than hearing about him. He is even better than he was.

Ye Feng put away his martial soul Xuanyuan Sword.

After the tribulation, Ye Feng once again used his martial soul Xuanyuan Sword, and he had a different feeling.

"Maybe..."

Ye Feng felt that his martial soul might be able to be stronger.

Douluo is just a fantasy sewer.

There are two reasons why Ye Feng has been able to rely on Xuanyuan Sword to be so powerful until now. One, he has the position of Chaos God, and two, his Qi cultivation realm continues to improve.

With the support of Chaos God's divine power and majestic magic power, Ye Feng's Xuanyuan Sword martial soul continues to shine.

Just now, Ye Feng used Xuanyuan Sword again. He repeatedly instructed others, and he had a strengthening inspiration for his Xuanyuan Sword martial soul.

"Bad rascal, how to deal with the body of the black turtle, or to make pills?" Huo Linger asked Ye Feng.

"No, this time we're going to make soup. Compared to refining pills, turtles are more suitable for making soup." Ye Feng said.

"Is this the ten-fold tonic soup you mentioned?"

"Yes."

Ye Feng nodded slightly.

"Such a big black turtle can't be stewed in one pot." Huo Ling'er said with a headache.

"Leave it to King Jiuling." Ye Feng smiled and looked at King Jiuling.

King Jiuling was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized and smiled happily.

King Jiuling bowed to Ye Feng and said, "Your Majesty, leave it to me."