The title of Douluo Continent is Poison

"Mr. Jing, these are this year's awakening stones and soul power test crystals."

"I didn't expect that you would be the only one here this year..."

Jing Dashan took the package from the young man's hand and sighed.

-

Hearing the conversation in the house, Jing Ling, who had just returned from training, was stunned. Are there any guests... The voice seemed familiar.

Suddenly,

Jing Ling seemed to have thought of something, her eyes lit up, and she quickly opened the door.

Suddenly,

The figure of a young man suddenly came into view.

He is in his 20s, has a handsome appearance, is dressed in white clothes, and has a black cloak on his back.

If you look carefully, you can see that there is a badge engraved with three long swords on the young man's left chest.

Looking at the young man dressed like his grandfather, Jing Ling knew that this was the war soul master deacon from Wuhun Palace.

Moreover... he is also a great soul master with the third-level title among soul masters!

……

"Brother Mars!"

"Jing Ling!"

really,

Jing Ling's face brightened with the familiar figure in front of her, and she immediately took one step at a time, then jumped over...

"Hey, what are you doing, little bastard? Come down quickly!"

Jing Dashan couldn't help but blush when he saw that his grandson was riding on someone else's neck.

How could I teach such a brat!

-

"Brother Mars, when did you become a great soul master? You are so powerful!"

"...Ahem, not long ago."

Mars was a little embarrassed when he heard this question.

He is already 20 years old before he can become a great soul master, but this brat... he knows that he is not much lower than him.

"By the way, Jing Ling, are you still not going to register as a soul master this year?"

In order to prevent this brat from asking any more questions, Mars quickly changed the subject.

And Jing Ling also liked this. When Mars said this, his face suddenly fell, and he quietly glanced at Jing Dashan who was silent.

"Well... Grandpa said it's not okay yet."

"Is that so..."

Mars' father knew Jingdashan when he was first assigned here.

Unlike other people's indifference towards Jingda Mountain, Mars' father was very kind to him, and the two families gradually became more active because of this.

Every year, they will send awakening stones and soul power test crystals to Jingda Mountain at a fixed time.

Later, the children of the two families got to know each other, and Mars became Jing Ling's only good friend.

……

Mars frowned.

Although both he and his father can only be regarded as marginal figures in Wuhun Palace, his family has a good relationship with the old palace master in the town, so he still knows a little about what happened back then.

But after all these years...could it be that even Jing Ling has to be implicated forever?

"Mr. Jing..."

-

Seeing Mars' hesitant expression, Jing Dashan knew what he wanted to say, but...

The atmosphere in the air was a bit depressing. Seeing this, Jing Ling quickly stood up, but she heard her grandfather's voice.

"...I have been living here for 20 years...In fact, sometimes I regret my original decision, but when I think about it carefully, I feel that I did the right thing."

"So I don't regret these 20 years, it's just... Jing Ling is still young..."

From Jing Dashan's words, Mars and Jing Ling both heard a lot of things, and Mars thought of many different things.

It seemed that the person Mr. Jing had offended... was far more powerful than he thought.

I originally thought that Jing Dashan had just offended an ordinary high-level executive of Wuhun Palace, but 20 years have passed... Jing Dashan is still extremely afraid of that person.

Could it be... is it...

Mars didn't know what he thought of, his eyes widened suddenly, and a lot of sweat broke out on his forehead.

"Jing...Mr. Jing, in that case, let's send Jing Ling away."

"With Jing Ling's talent, it would be too much of a waste here, and if those people discover it... maybe..."

Jing Dashan heard Mars' words and began to think in a rare way.

Seeing this, Mars took a breath and continued.

"As long as Jing Ling can be sent out, with Jing Ling's talent, he will definitely be attracted by other big forces after he succeeds in cultivation. Even those people... will have to consider it."

After hearing the conversation between Brother Mars and his grandfather, Jing Ling guessed a lot of things.

It turns out that grandpa wasn’t assigned here by Wuhun Palace... a very powerful enemy...

"...That's all, I can't be too selfish... With Jing Ling's talent, he should go to a better place."

finally,

Jing Dashan raised his head and looked at Mars strangely... He wanted to say something, but after seeing Jing Ling's determined eyes, he couldn't help but nodded.

-

Sunset City, Sunset College.

As a newly moved college, theoretically it should be relatively quiet here.

But the reality is that when we are a few blocks away from Sunset College, it is already difficult to move, and we have to wait for a long time to take one step.

People who come here learn firsthand what the word overcrowding means.

At a glance,

The dark place is filled with parents and children.

And there are all kinds of families,

However, most of them are businessmen's families and civilian soul masters' families. After all, even if Sunset College doesn't value family background, there are not many ordinary people who have the ability to come on the first day of enrollment.

……

"What are you saying, you can't enroll in school???"

"Why can't my son enter your college? You know my son is a genius. Believe it or not, I will go to your dean to complain against you!"

Sunset College Admissions Office,

As the terminal station with a long queue outside, admission screening is also being carried out in an orderly manner.

But when more people come to sign up, there will eventually be some people trying to muddle through.

Looking at the man in front of him who said harsh words, the admissions teacher frowned, but did not get angry.

after all,

Just this morning alone, there were already several people trying to get through in his row.

"...Ha, don't you know the rules of our college? People of your status actually dare to come here to sign up. Are you provoking our college?"

"...You, don't talk nonsense...what is your identity?"

Hearing what the receptionist said, the man's arrogance suddenly weakened, and he even became a little nervous when he spoke.

But compared to himself, his son is not that smart.

"Hmph, how dare you reject me from a shabby academy that you have never heard of. My father is the earl of the Kingdom of Barak. Believe it or not, my father has locked you all up!"

I don’t know why, but all the people I met today were such brainless nobles...

The receptionist was a little upset. After all, he wasn't very good at handling this situation, so...

"Tali, Tarzan!"

"...Come on, come on, Teacher Sun, you are really good at summoning people."

As the receptionist finished speaking, two unusually strong students squeezed out from the crowd at the side.

They walked up to the arrogant and domineering noble father and son, shaking their heads, and then gently stretched out their big hands towards them.

"You, you, you...what are you going to do."

"Don't touch me. We are nobles. If you touch us, you will... ah..."

Without the disturbance of flies, the air seemed to be much fresher, and the reception teacher named Sun was in a good mood again.

"Next!"