C12 What the hell is this treasure

After he thought about it, Ling Yu said with a deep voice, "Girl, don't worry. As long as the day comes that I, Ling Yu, am here, I will definitely not ignore Dream Manor."

Young master!

The servant immediately opened her eyes wide, tears flowing down her cheeks as she stared at Ling Yu.

Was this really the young master that she had known for the past ten or so years?

In his memories, that cowardly young master had always taken care of himself for more than ten years, and had never once mentioned the matters of the Dream Manor.

But, was the young master really possessed? Not only was he unconventional, he was even the one who had beaten up Ling Wencheng. Now, he was even taking the initiative to promise to shoulder the responsibilities of the Dream Manor.

Her eyes were misty as she stared at Ling Yu. She felt a lump in her throat, making her unable to speak.

Originally, based on Ling Yu's past performance, Shen Xue would definitely not believe his words.

But when she looked into Ling Yu's eyes, looking at him with sincerity, determination, and even an unspeakable domineering aura, Shen Xue suddenly, inexplicably believed it.

"Young master …"

Looking at Ling Yu, Shen Xue smiled. The thoughts that had been hidden in her heart for many years, had finally been confirmed now.

Her father had followed the old master for many years, and now, as long as the young master was willing, she could always follow the young master.

But...

She suddenly recalled that when the old master died …

She opened her mouth, but after thinking about Ling Yu's current strength, she could not help but sigh in her heart, and then turned and left Ling Yu's courtyard.

After Shen Xue left, the courtyard suddenly quietened down.

"Hehe, do you want to abolish my Ling Family's identity? Ling Wencheng, you have such a big tone! "

He was not like the old Ling Yu, who did not care about his damned identity as a clan member.

Furthermore, the Dream Manor s were all survivors of his father's subordinates. Although it was essentially unrelated to him, but in the end, they were old, disabled, and weak. They were still waiting for the Ling Family's support to survive.

Ling Yu's eyes flashed with a cold light, and he quickly made his decision. Since Ling Wencheng was going to participate in the Martial Sect Assessment, then this daddy will participate as well.

According to talent, Ling Wencheng indeed had the chance to pass the Martial Sect entrance examination.

Although Ling Yu's strength was weak, don't forget, he had activated the Soul bead. His cultivation speed was even faster, which was what Ling Yu relied on the most.

He thought so, and he did.

So after returning to his room, Ling Yu couldn't wait and sat on his bed with his legs crossed, then started to urge his Soul bead to cultivate.

"What's going on? The Soul bead is not moving? "

Unexpectedly, Ling Yu realized that he was unable to activate the Soul bead. To put it bluntly, although the Soul bead was floating in his mind, it was not under Ling Yu's control at all.

Ling Yu tried his best to communicate with his thoughts, pray with all his heart, and even used the legendary summoning technique.

But unfortunately, everything was in vain. The Soul bead continued to float in his mind, giving off an endless amount of magic, like a demonic sun that was floating in his mind, giving off an astonishing aura.

"Could it be that my energy is insufficient to open the Soul bead?" Ling Yu made his conjectures, his eyes quickly landed on the bottle that was spinning the True Yang Pill.

That must be it!

Yesterday, when the Soul bead opened, he swallowed six!

If his guess was right, every time he activated the Soul bead, he would have to consume a huge amount of energy to activate it.

Thinking about it here, Ling Yu deeply agreed as he immediately took out two True Yang Pill and swallowed them.

The explosion of the two True Yang Pill's energy was extremely shocking. However, in the blink of an eye, the two True Yang Pill were completely devoured.

Ling Yu was a little dumbfounded. After absorbing the energy of the two True Yang Pill, the Soul bead was still floating in his mind.

Two was not enough? Then four, six, eight, ten...

Until the entire bottle of True Yang was swallowed by Ling Yu, the Soul bead in his mind remained the same, without the slightest bit of abnormality.

"What the f * ck, what a cheat!"

Ling Yu had kneeled at 365 degrees, he could not even activate ten True Yang Pill, how could he be any more cunning than this? Even a millionaire would go bankrupt at this rate!

However, Ling Yu was very helpless. If he did not have the Soul bead's help, forget about participating in the Martial Sect assessment, whether or not he could continue cultivating in this lifetime is still a question.

Furthermore, on the path of cultivation, only when one truly breaks through the Middle stage of the Bone Tempering stage and forms the meridians, would one be considered to have truly stepped into the gates of cultivation.

He tossed and turned on the bed all day long, but unfortunately, the Soul bead did not make any movements. Ling Yu only fell asleep at midnight.

The bright moon hung in the sky as Clear and bright light s fell down like silvery rain, enveloping the entire Ling Family in a hazy darkness. The courtyard seemed exceptionally quiet.

Through the window beside the bed, the moonlight shone down onto Ling Yu's body, and the entire room was lit up.

An ancient, ancient and mysterious aura that seemed like it belonged to an ancient god that was about to step into the void and break out of his body. The entire room was filled with an inexplicable Aura.