Quick Wear High Martial Arts: The system wants me to be a dog

He came to the Lord of Yancheng, a wave of emotion surged on his unruly face, and he said respectfully: "Father, I am back. Yuan'er died in battle."

As he spoke, he raised his hand and shook it.

Stars flew out from a place on his golden armor.

It transformed into the appearance of Wan Yuan.

"Yuan'er..."

"My Yuan'er..."

Looking at his precious son who has become nourishment for all living things.

The Lord of Yancheng roared to the sky, his eyes were bloodshot and his expression was ferocious and terrifying.

"Father, don't be sad. I am from the Wanxing royal family. Death is not the end. Yuan'er will be with me and we will conquer the Earth together."

Wan Ling spoke.

The Lord of Yancheng was sad for a while, then he slowly came back to his senses. Looking at the soul of Wanyuan, he said with a bit of sorrow: "Ling'er, the star power of my Wanxing royal family is the purest with the blood of direct blood relatives. Although Yuan'er is only the origin and has not yet been promoted to a martial saint, the star power should be very strong."

Wan Ling was stunned.

No, Dad, weren’t you very sad just now?

How come in the blink of an eye, you're concerned about the bloodline of the stars?

Wan Ling also put away the trace of sadness that he had pretended to have, and said: "Father, it is very powerful. If I absorb a few more, I should be able to touch the threshold of Martial Saint soon."

"Even, he entered the realm of Martial Saint in one fell swoop."

Upon hearing this, the Lord of Yancheng's eyes lit up, "Okay, let Chong'er and Rong'er go with you next time."

"..."

At this moment, Wan Ling dropped another bombshell and said, "Father, let's not talk about this for now. Now, there is a great opportunity in front of us."

The Lord of Yancheng City was invigorated and asked, "What opportunity?"

"I went to the wasteland this time and found that what appeared was actually a Martial God Pill."

"Martial God Pill??"

boom,

The Lord of Yancheng, who had been relatively calm, was completely shocked this time.

He stood up suddenly, his eyes full of bloodshot.

Even my breathing became a little rapid.

There was no trace of anger on his face, and he completely forgot about Wan Yuan's death in battle.

"Ling'er, are you telling the truth?"

Wan Ling nodded, his expression cold, "Father, the Martial God Pill is about to take shape. If we can get it, my lineage will surely have another Martial God!"

"If we can have one more Martial Saint, Father, our lineage will become one of the main branches of the clan. However, the Martial God Pill is not so easy to obtain."

As he spoke, Wan Ling recounted the story of his fight with Ning Feng.

Hearing this, the Yancheng City Lord's expression gradually changed from solemn to shocked.

The greed in the eyes of the Lord of Yancheng disappeared and was replaced by shock.

Wan Ling actually lost, and lost miserably, which was something he had not expected.

The Lord of Yancheng asked, "Ling'er, is this Ning Feng the son of Ning Zhan?"

Wan Ling nodded and said, "Yes."

The Lord of Yancheng fell silent.

But he quickly returned to his cold look.

Wan Ling was right. Their lineage was not considered powerful among the Wanxing royal family. Especially since they had been excluded by one of the other lines until now, they felt very aggrieved.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have been exiled to a remote place like Yancheng.

If a martial god were to appear, his status would be completely different.

Therefore, they must get this Martial God Pill.

But as Wan Ling said, the Martial God Pill is not so easy to obtain. Even someone as strong as Wan Ling was defeated.

The Lord of Yancheng said coldly: "Although the Martial God Pill is good, the human race is not weak either, especially that Ning Feng, who was able to force you to retreat. His strength should not be underestimated. Now, they have an innate advantage. I'm afraid it will not be easy for us to take over that wasteland."

Wan Ling snorted coldly, and a hint of indifference flashed in his eyes.

He was unwilling to lose to Ning Feng.

When he thought of this, the star power in his body began to boil, and he couldn't help but rush out and fight back with Ning Feng again.

But he knew that he was no match for Ning Feng unless he broke through to the level of Martial Saint.

But he is still some distance away from being a Martial Saint.

Suddenly, Wan Ling's expression darkened, as if he had made some kind of decision, and said, "Father, I am ready to attack the Extreme Realm."

The Lord of Yancheng was shocked when he heard this, "You want to attack the Extreme Realm?"