Chapter 270: Continuing The Journey
From front to back, Qian Renxue calmly readjusted the team, boosted morale, and comforted the wounded.
After a series of adjustments, the team quickly recovered.
Basically, every major Soul Master team had more or less some support Soul Masters who could provide treatment.
Coming before the Shrek team, Ling Mo looked around and found that everyone’s energy and spirit were pretty good.
At this time, Ning Fengzhi and Chen Xin were also here. Qian Renxue walked over, exchanged glances with Zhu Zhuqing, smiled without speaking, and said nothing.
“Teacher, what should we do next?”
Qian Renxue said respectfully.
As soon as the words fell, everyone suddenly realized that the current Heaven Dou Empire’s Crown Prince was actually Ning Fengzhi’s disciple.
This was truly surprising. They never expected Ning Fengzhi to have such an identity as the Crown Prince’s teacher.
Ning Fengzhi smiled and said, “Continue forward according to the original plan. After this lesson, they won’t act rashly again.
This time, they suffered heavy losses and won’t be able to reorganize an ambush team again.”
How great was Spirit Hall’s loss this time? They could ask them themselves about that.
Thousands of Soul Masters were slain here, plus two Titled Douluo died in battle, nearly ten Soul Douluo, and dozens of Soul Sages.
Such a price was truly too costly. Spirit Hall might need a very long time to recover.
Cultivating Soul Masters was already very difficult to begin with, and now so many top-tier combat powers were lost.
It could only be said that Ling Mo was too ruthless this time, with no intention of holding back at all.
“Understood!”
Qian Renxue replied, then returned to the front of the team and reorganized it to continue setting off.
The entire team continued forward, but the atmosphere had clearly become tense.
Ling Mo didn’t get on the carriage but rode a horse, circling around the surroundings.
The Shrek group didn’t get on the carriage either, except for Tang San. Ning Fengzhi and Chen Xin also got on the carriage.
It seemed Ning Fengzhi wanted to talk about something with Tang San, and this matter might be related to Tang Hao.
Currently, Tang San’s identity hadn’t been exposed yet. Not many people knew the truth, and Ning Fengzhi was one of them.
“Brother Mo, where did you go just now! And also, how did you disappear from our sight? Tell us quickly…”
Several people rode over on horses. Ma Hongjun was the first to ask.
“Yeah, Xiao Mo! Look at me, a support-type Soul Master, weak and powerless. Shouldn’t you give me a dummy…”
Oscar said with a sly grin. He had tempered the puppets in Ling Mo’s hands for several hours.
“Want a puppet? Simple, join Ghost Gate, and I’ll give you one right away…”
Empty-handedly getting something for nothing? No way. To get benefits, a certain price had to be paid.
Just right, after this Soul Master Competition, they would all graduate.
It was time for them to find a direction for their futures. Joining Ghost Gate might not be a bad thing; it depended on their choices.
“Hehe, I’m willing. Give it to me quick!”
Oscar chose almost without hesitation. He was alone anyway, at home wherever he went.
Unlike Dai Mubai and the others who had their own families, he was just an ordinary person. Being able to rely on the great mountain of Ghost Gate was certainly a good thing.
“You bastard, for a puppet, you didn’t even blink. No ambition…”
Ma Hongjun said disdainfully.
“You dead fatty have the nerve to say that about me!”
Seeing the two about to argue again, Ling Mo immediately felt a headache. “Alright! Calm down. Xiao Ao, your puppet—I’ll give it to you when we get back to the mountain gate. I don’t have that many on hand right now.”
Ling Mo explained, then turned his gaze to Ma Hongjun. He wasn’t counting on Tang San, so he could only look to the others.
Among them, Dai Mubai belonged to the Star Luo Empire, and Xiao Wu would definitely follow Tang San.
That left Ma Hongjun without a place to go, so Ling Mo wanted to ask his opinion.
“Hehe, Brother Mo, don’t look at me! My dream is to roam the continent. After graduation, I’ll roam around the continent first.
Try to flirt with a few beauties, and when I’m tired someday, go back to the academy to help the teacher…” Ma Hongjun answered very directly.
This kid was naturally lazy and carefree, so he couldn’t stand constraints.
Ling Mo wouldn’t force him. “Hehe, you kid! Fine, since you’ve said that, there’s no point in me saying more.
But if you ever change your mind, you can come up the mountain to find me anytime!
Ghost Gate’s door will always be open to you, but… have you really thought it through? Ghost Gate has beauties everywhere!”
“Really?”
Hearing this, Ma Hongjun’s eyes lit up instantly, but then thinking of Ling Mo’s usual tricks, he deflated.
“Forget it, sounds like no good at all! Trying to trick me again…”
“Damn it, when did I ever trick you!”
“Tch…”
Ma Hongjun wasn’t willing, and Ling Mo wouldn’t force him, but this kid’s Martial Soul had potential. If possible, Ling Mo would do his utmost to pull him in.
As for Tang San, this kid had ambitions and didn’t like constraints.
Though they were brothers who grew up together, Tang San was the Haotian Sect’s inheritor. How could he join his Ghost Gate?
Moreover, Tang San already had the idea of establishing the Tang Sect. He had talked to Ling Mo about it before.
He wanted to establish a true Tang Sect on the Douluo Continent.
But Ling Mo had told him that Ghost Gate was also the Tang Sect. All the supreme techniques wouldn’t be lost; they had already been inherited. There was no need to establish another Tang Sect.
But… Tang San’s feelings for the Tang Sect were too deep, or rather, he had great respect for the name Tang Sect.
Ghost Gate would always be different from Tang Sect, so he still wanted to establish his own Tang Sect.
Regarding this, Ling Mo didn’t stop him. After all, Ghost Gate wasn’t truly the Tang Sect in essence.
What would happen in the future, Ling Mo didn’t know. The establishment of the Tang Sect—everything was still proceeding along the original trajectory.
Except for Tang San, Xiao Wu, and Ma Hongjun as exceptions, Ling Mo had recruited basically everyone he could.
Tailong was from Tang San’s family, so Ling Mo didn’t reach out. As for the remaining few—Huang Yuan, Jing Ling, and Jiang Zhu—Ling Mo had recruited all three.
As for Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong, these two were his women, so no need for extra effort.
“Brother Mo, you’ve talked so much, but you still haven’t told us how you operated that dummy just now. Introduce it to us.”
Ma Hongjun was still persistent and asked again.
“Very simple. This thing in my hand is called a puppet mechanism!
It uses extremely expensive materials, crafted with special techniques, and can be used as a second Martial Soul.
Combined with dedicated combat techniques, it can achieve precise shifting means like following shadows or maggots clinging to bones.
Shape-shifting Teleportation is a piece of cake, unaffected by any control factors. It can establish coordinates with the puppet for instant complete shape-shifting teleportation.
Just now, when facing those two Titled Douluo, I precisely used this shape-shifting teleportation’s change supernatural ability.
When their domains locked onto me, I had actually already completed the cicada shedding its shell plan.
The target they locked onto wasn’t actually me, but my puppet…”
As Ling Mo explained sentence by sentence, everyone present was shocked.
