Douluo: I level up alone

"No, it must be more than two thousand years. And at least seven!" Cheng Xiao shook his head: "That's not enough. I originally wanted fifteen."

"Ouch!" Cheng Yu was shocked when he heard this: "Are you crazy? Do you know how many gold soul coins this costs? Seven two- to three-thousand-year-old soul beasts are enough to raise seven soul sects! And fifteen more, You think your home is a Marquis’ mansion!”

The optimal age of the fourth ring is between 1,700 and 5,000 years. Although two or three thousand years does not reach the limit, it is not bad as the fourth ring of the civilian soul sect.

If a soul master is hired, only the soul sect team can hunt a three-thousand-year-old soul beast with safety and security, and the commission is a very astonishing figure.

As soon as my nephew opened his mouth, there were seven, which would cost him everything! Some marquis and nobles only have a dozen soul masters in their families. The Cheng family is just a small wealthy family on the border. How did they get such great power?

That’s not how full support works!

"Impossible, absolutely not!" Cheng Yu no longer hesitated, his head moved like a rattle, and he firmly refused.

Cheng Xiao pondered for a long time, and finally decided to drag out the whole matter, otherwise it would be difficult to get the family's approval and invest all the money in him.

It's not that he hasn't thought of other ways, but without exception, he rejected them all.

The dean of the college is only a forty-level soul master, and the other teachers are only great soul masters or soul masters. Even forming a team is extremely risky.

His talent has not yet reached the point where the academy is desperate, and if he requests more than one, the dean will never agree to it as long as he is clear in his mind.

As for tricking Tang San Xiaowu like the first soul ring... just think about it, there is no need to give the soul beast a meal.

After much thought, Cheng Xiao could only bring his idea to his family, and only his family had any hope of helping him.

"Uncle, do you still remember those three pieces of whale glue? It was those three pieces of whale glue that allowed me to break through to level 20. Whale glue can enhance the endurance of muscles, bones and meridians, and improve the physique of a soul master."

Cheng Xiao looked sincerely and explained: "After taking whale gum, the number of years a soul master can absorb soul rings can be increased. I estimate that my limit has reached two to three thousand years, but it needs careful testing to determine the true upper limit, so That’s how many are needed.”

Cheng Yu's eyes shook violently, and he immediately sat upright and asked seriously: "Increase the soul ring absorption period? Are you sure?"

If true, this news is enough to shock the entire continent!

"Really, I once got a broken ancient scroll, and it was recorded on it." Cheng Xiao nodded: "I didn't take it to heart at first, but after seeing whale gum last time, I wanted to give it a try. I gave it a try, but I didn’t expect that I would break through to level 20. Whale gum is definitely a rare treasure!”

When Cheng Yu heard this, his breathing immediately became heavy and his face turned red. If whale glue can really increase the upper limit of soul ring absorption, if their family can take advantage of the current situation to buy whale glue in large quantities and monopolize it...

Seeing Cheng Yu's reaction, Cheng Xiao secretly sighed. He knew it would be like this. He didn't tell his uncle last time because he was afraid that he would be obsessed with it and be blinded by interests.

"Uncle, this is beyond our control! We don't have the power to monopolize him. If others know this secret, our family will most likely suffer disaster!"

One sentence poured cold water on Cheng Yu. The excited Cheng Yu shuddered and suddenly woke up.

Yes, if whale glue has such miraculous effects, as long as they sell one, the news will spread to every corner of the mainland instantly.

By then, countless forces will covet them. How big is their family? Can you win over other princes, nobles, big sects and big families? The Cheng family is nothing in their eyes!

"Then why don't we sell this news to Wuhun Palace?" Cheng Yu suggested. Since we can't keep it, then sell the news. If others eat meat, they can at least drink some soup.

This idea is understandable. Cheng Yu is a businessman, and his first idea is how to use this secret to earn a large amount of gold soul coins.

"Uncle, do you think Wuhun Palace will kill people to keep this secret as their own?" Cheng Xiao shook his head.

Cheng Yu's expression froze, and then he frowned and thought, "No way? Wuhun Palace is not so vicious, right? They are much better than those sect families."

The reputation of the Wuhun Palace among the common people is much better than that of the great nobles and sects. In their eyes, the Wuhun Palace is the representative of justice and the incarnation of an angel.

This is an image that Wuhun Palace has spent thousands or even tens of thousands of years building.

Cheng Yu is not exempt from vulgarity.

But Cheng Xiao has no filter in his eyes. To put it bluntly, Wuhun Palace is just a soul master force, no different from the two major empires and the three major sects. It's just that the character is better established.

Whale glue is something that can quickly widen the gap between the younger generation. Any force will try every means to completely control it in its own hands, and Wuhun Palace is no exception.

As long as the Cheng family exists, it will become a factor of uncertainty, because the Cheng family is very likely to sell out two items! How could Wuhun Palace let them go?

After telling Cheng Yu this truth, Cheng Xiao emphasized again: "Uncle, don't try to hand over your life to others! You will die! Unless we have the strength to keep this secret, or save the lives of our family, Otherwise, this secret cannot be revealed to the outside world at all!"

When Cheng Yu heard this, his face turned pale, and his lips trembled for a long time before he smiled bitterly and uttered a few weak words: "Strength, ha, how much strength do you need to keep it?"

"Title Douluo! At least a Title Douluo!" Cheng Xiao looked serious: "Only a Title Douluo can save the lives of a family!"

"At least? Titled Douluo?" Cheng Yu couldn't laugh or cry: "Do you want to listen to what nonsense you are talking about? There are only a few Titled Douluo on the mainland? If you want to get the protection of Titled Douluo, you are not just dreaming!"

Cheng Xiao was silent, but looked at Cheng Yu firmly. He would not brag about anything to make Cheng Yu believe that he could become a titled Douluo Yunyun.

When a three-year-old child says that he must become a titled Douluo, adults may laugh it off and comment on the childish words.

But if a teenage soul master talks about "titled Douluo", anyone who hears it will roll their eyes and mock him for not overestimating his abilities.

Cheng Yu understood his nephew's attitude from Cheng Xiao's eyes and sighed softly: "It seems that this secret will either be buried with him or it can only be used on you?"

Cheng Xiao nodded: "So, let's give up the idea of ​​making money from whale glue."

Without an opportunity to get rich suddenly, Cheng Yu felt so heartbroken that it was difficult to breathe.

"But, seven is too many." After giving up his unnecessary desire, Cheng Yu returned to the topic: "Even if the family squeezes out all the liquidity, it will only be enough for you to kill three. If you want seven, , then you have to sell off the property and borrow money. It is absolutely impossible for other people in the family to agree, and neither will your mother."