Douluo: Reincarnation, the King's Power Never Dies, Unrivaled in the World

Chapter 15: People's hearts are sinister and their intentions are sinister [Please read and collect]

Inside the magnificent meeting hall of the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect.

Ning Fengzhi, who was in the lead, had a dark face and a few black lines faintly appeared on his forehead. He even thought about bringing Ning Rongrong back.

It is not a wise choice to offend a Titled Douluo.

"Feng Zhi, in my opinion, we should bring Rong Rong back, otherwise..."

Bone Douluo Gu Rong asked in a low voice with a heavy expression, feeling a little worried about letting go of his precious granddaughter.

Rongrong is the apple of the sect's eye and the treasure in the hearts of the two Titled Douluo. If something goes wrong, the two will be in great pain.

Ning Fengzhi was thoughtful and thought long and hard before he spoke slowly: "Wait a minute, Wang Quan Wumu has a good reputation in Tiandou City and is deeply respected by the people."

"Even that old fellow Du Douluo is willing to be friends with him. Obviously, there must be something extraordinary about him."

If such a strong man is willing to join the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect.

Thinking of this, Ning Fengzhi's eyes flashed with golden light.

Dugu Bo's personality is well known to everyone. He is aloof and arrogant. Few people can become his friends. Now that he can negotiate with Wang Quan Wumu, it naturally shows that there is something unusual about Wang Quan Wumu.

Jian Douluo murmured to himself: "Royal Sword... Sword... If you are really a good sword wielder, I really want to learn the power of the Royal Sword."

"Uncle Jian, what do you mean?"

Ning Fengzhi also heard Jian Douluo talking to himself, and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and asked.

"I will go and meet him. If he is really as the rumors say, then I am willing to be friends with him."

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Tiandou City.

Rose Hotel.

Zhuo Shan and Feng Pang were competing in eating meat. Their stomachs were already swollen, but they were still struggling to hold on in order to make the other surrender.

Feng Pang stuffed a big pork elbow in his mouth, but finally admitted defeat and said, "No, I can't eat anymore."

Zhuo Shan laughed and said, "Brother Feng, you finally admitted defeat, hahahaha."

"How about we have juice?"

"Okay, I, Zhuo Shan, have never been afraid of anyone when drinking juice, come on!"

Zhuo Shan smiled brightly, picked up the jar beside him, and ignoring the surprised looks of the people around him, gulped down the liquid.

"Two idiots."

Zhuo Ming glanced at his younger brother and Brother Feng's carefree expressions and muttered something expressionlessly.

Sister Yu turned around, looked at Wang Quan Wumu and asked, "Master, what do you think of this world?"

"There's nothing wrong with this world."

Wang Quan Wu Mu said softly: "Only those people are bad, not this world. The martial spirit is very interesting, and the spirit ring is not bad, but you need to hunt spirit beasts to get it."

"This is the same as our world. The demons are brutal and bloodthirsty by nature. They often endanger others and deserve to be killed."

"The demons are causing trouble everywhere, committing endless murders. It is the Taoist creed that we must kill any demons we encounter."

"Yes, so it is right for humans to kill soul beasts and for soul beasts to kill humans."

Wang Quan Wu Mu put his hands behind his head and said with a smile: "Of course, not all soul beasts deserve to die, just like Brother Fan, he is still with Sister Xue Yang, so some soul beasts are different." "Human hearts are treacherous, and soul beasts only kill. If we talk about danger, I think humans are better."

Zhuo Ming and Sister Yu both raised their heads and looked at the young master.

Wang Quan Wumu drank some juice to moisten his throat and continued, "If a monster wants to kill you, it will tell you openly, but humans will kill your entire family with a smile on their faces. In comparison, monsters are much more honest than humans."

Sister Yu nodded, agreeing with the young master's point of view.

But the world is so big, and wherever there are humans, there are ambitions, there is no doubt about that.

Wang Quan Wu Mu supported his chin with one hand, watching Feng Pang and the other competing there, and said vaguely: "As for whether we can return to our world, I am not sure at the moment. In short, we still have to live our lives. Just adapt slowly, and you will get used to it eventually."

"Master, I think this place is pretty good. You don't have to worry about the dragon demon causing trouble, and you don't have to worry about the master blaming you."

Zhuo Shan put down the jar in his hand, wiped the water stains from the corners of his mouth in a carefree manner, and said happily: "Besides, I can eat so many delicious foods every day. If I go back, I won't be able to bear it."

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Sister Yu punched Zhuo Shan on the head and said, "Don't talk."

Zhuo Shan chuckled, scratched his head, and continued to compete with Brother Feng.

After chatting for a while, just when everyone was about to leave, a figure slowly appeared at the stairs of the inn, and walked up the stairs to the second floor.

With the appearance of this white-haired old man, the second floor suddenly became much quieter. An aura that made people feel a little depressed permeated from his body, and it was obvious at first glance that he was not an ordinary person.

The figure had white hair and beard, and his long silver hair was neatly combed behind his back. He had a simple appearance, and his face was as delicate as a baby's. His expression was very indifferent, and his eyes seemed unable to see anything around him.

After the white-haired figure went upstairs, he slowly scanned the surroundings and then walked towards the window. After a moment, amid many gazes, he stopped at the table and chair where Wang Quan Wumu was sitting.

Zhuo Shan frowned slightly and was about to speak when he was stopped by Wang Quan Wumu.

"Your Excellency has an extraordinary bearing and exudes a cold sword aura. If I'm not mistaken, you are one of the guardian elders of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect, Jian Dao Chen Xin, right?"

"What? It's actually Chen Xin, the swordsman of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. Doesn't he rarely leave the sect? Why is he here today?"

As soon as Wang Quan Wumu finished speaking, there was a series of crisp sounds of wine glasses falling to the ground around him, followed by screams of shock.

Feng Pang placed his right hand on the sword behind him, as if he would rush forward at the first moment as long as the young master gave the order.

Jian Dao Chen Xin sat on the chair very naturally and said expressionlessly: "Are you Wang Quan Wu Mu?"

"That's right. I wonder why Jian Douluo came here this time?"

Wang Quan Wu Mu did not sense any murderous intent from the opponent, so he did not directly summon his "Wang Quan Sword" to fight him.

Moreover, fighting with a Titled Douluo of the same realm might very likely result in injuries from wind, rain, thunder and lightning, so it is better to seek peace.

"I heard that your martial spirit is a sword, and my martial spirit is also a sword. I wonder if you can teach me something?"

Jian Douluo asked with narrowed eyes.

"Ask about the sword?"

"Of course." Wang Quan Wu Mu nodded and said, "But not now."

Hearing this, Jian Douluo couldn't help but raise his head in surprise and asked in confusion: "What do you mean?"

"It's not the right time yet. How about I wait until my Heaven and Earth Sword is perfected and then I can have a good fight with you?"

Seeing Wang Quan Wumu being so carefree, Jian Douluo couldn't help but be moved.

(End of this chapter)