Chapter 172 Zhu Zhuqing's Development

"Muzhe...do you still remember what you said to me at that time?"

Zhu Zhuqing said a little uneasily, her eyes flashing with complex emotions, including surprise, uneasiness, and a hint of shyness unique to a girl.

She stood in front of Mu Zhe and felt the powerful aura emanating from him, which made her feel very uneasy.

After more than half a year, their identities were completely different when they met again.

But if it was just about identity, she believed Mu Zhe wouldn't care, and neither would she.

What made her uneasy was the disparity in strength.

Thinking of the rumors about Mu Zhe from the outside world, she felt an unspeakable bitterness in her heart.

Although she has worked hard to become stronger.

But the reality is that she still can't catch up with Mu Zhe.

She didn't dare to look directly into Mu Zhe's eyes, so she could only lower her head and look at the book in his hand.

It was a book projected by microchannels. At this time, there were complex patterns composed of light filaments on the page.

Mu Zhe thought for a while, put down the book in his hand, looked into Zhu Zhuqing's eyes and said

"You don't have to look for me deliberately. As long as you are strong enough, you will naturally see me, right?"

Mu Zhe's voice was calm and gentle, and his vague aura made people feel like the spring breeze blowing on their face.

Mu Zhe's gaze made Zhu Zhuqing blush, and the tips of her seemingly transparent ears turned pink.

She lowered her eyelashes and nodded slightly, indicating yes.

"Although the situation did not develop as I thought back then, don't we still see each other now?"

Mu Zhe smiled slightly, and the smile seemed to have a magical power that calmed Zhu Zhuqing's mind, which was tense for various reasons.

That warm and bright smile made Zhu Zhuqing feel warm in his heart.

Mu Zhe stretched out his hand and led Zhu Zhuqing to the guest seat.

"Miss Zhu, please sit down."

His voice was gentle.

They walked to the guest seat. Mu Zhe first pulled out a chair for Zhu Zhuqing and asked her to sit down, and then he sat opposite her.

The guest seat is a round mahogany table, covered with a white tablecloth with some exquisite flower and bird patterns embroidered on it.

There were some tea snacks and fruits on the guest seats, including fragrant pastries, fresh and juicy grapes, and some other delicacies.

Mu Zhe picked up a teapot, poured a cup of tea for Zhu Zhuqing, and then poured another cup for himself.

"Why, Miss Zhu, do you want to invite me again like you did last time when you grilled fish?"

Seeing that Zhu Zhuqing was just sitting upright with no intention of serving tea, Mu Zhe laughed and teased.

Ever since Mu Zhe talked about Miss Zhu, she had been very concerned about this term. When she heard this title for the second time, Zhu Zhuqing could no longer hold back.

"You can call me Zhuqing."

Zhu Zhuqing blurted out subconsciously, but then he reacted and became panicked again.

Pretending to be nonchalant, he raised his head and took a sip of tea to hide his impulsive behavior.

While drinking tea, Zhu Zhuqing thought about many things.

She buried her head and said softly: "These days, I...I have been practicing..."

Due to nervousness, Zhu Zhuqing awkwardly changed the topic.

Hearing this, Mu Zhe took a closer look at Zhu Zhuqing's aura.

Ever since he received the Yang Yuan Jue taught by Mu Zhe, Zhu Zhuqing has been practicing unremittingly. The Yang Yuan Jue is also a very magical skill. As long as you work hard, you will be rewarded.

At this time, Zhu Zhuqing's soul power had reached level 30, and he was just one soul ring away.

In addition to training, Zhu Zhuqing competes in soul fighting arenas in various cities to earn bonuses and practice combat skills.

This period of time can be said to be the most thrilling and most rewarding time. During the battle, Zhu Zhuqing felt more and more the tyranny of Yang Yuan Jue.

Zhu Zhuqing's physical strength, soul power, purity, and mental strength far exceed those of his opponents at the same level.

Even though these people later had biological bracelets on their hands to improve the accuracy of their soul power, they were still not as good as her.

These are the keys to Zhu Zhuqing's winning streak in the soul fighting process.

Recalling the feeling of encountering various opponents and challenges, struggling on the edge of life and death, and wandering between victory and failure, Zhu Zhuqing's heart came to mind again through his response at this time.

Not to mention that she traveled alone across the entire continent from Soto City to Xingluo City through wind and rain.

Zhu Zhuqing just lowered his head and drank tea without saying anything else.

Mu Zhe saw the signs of healing from Zhu Zhuqing's hidden injuries and tears.

These were all scars she had left in the spirit fighting arena or while adventuring in the wild, although they had healed.

Being able to practice the Yang Yuan Jue into a recovery technique, Zhu Zhuqing suffered a lot of injuries during this time!

There is a kind of perseverance and vicissitudes in Zhu Zhuqing's eyes. This is the temperament she has formed after experiencing countless life and death tests, making her look much more mature than her actual age.

There was also the fluctuation of soul power. He felt the intensity and purity of her soul power. He knew that she had reached level 30 and was only one step away from breaking through to Soul Master.

These are Zhu Zhuqing's stories and Zhu Zhuqing's growth.

Mu Zhe was surprised and appreciated this. He did not expect that Zhu Zhuqing could make such great progress in such a short period of time.

"It seems that your experience is very exciting, but you are a little anxious. You are not yet familiar with the method I gave you."

"Compared to fighting, you should study them carefully and let yourself settle. The effect of Yang Yuan Jue is far stronger than you think."

Perhaps it was Mu Zhe's words that "if you become stronger, you will meet me" that stimulated Zhu Zhuqing.

The battle she went through to become stronger was somewhat beyond Mu Zhe's expectations.

This made Mu Zhe feel very emotional.

As expected of the cat he admired.

"Forget it, let me help you."

As Mu Zhe spoke, a mysterious light flashed in his eyes. He stretched out his right hand and waved it in the air. Zhu Zhuqing's soul power overflowed from his body uncontrollably and gathered in Mu Zhe's hand.

Zhu Zhuqing exclaimed. She felt that her soul power was being pulled by Mu Zhe and she could not resist.

She didn't know what Mu Zhe was going to do, so she could only look at him nervously.

Mu Zhe condensed the runes and mixed the dark law with Zhu Zhuqing's soul power, and a black and red soul ring actually formed in the void.

This soul ring exudes a powerful and mysterious aura, making people feel depressed and fearful.

Mu Zhe gently pushed the soul ring towards Zhu Zhuqing and said

"This is a special soul ring. It is a combination of your own soul power and my dark concept. This is a unique soul ring. Only you can have it."

Zhu Zhuqing looked at the soul ring, and Mu Zhe's words echoed in her mind. She heard nothing except that it was unique and only you could own it.

Her heartbeat accelerated, and she didn't think about what Mu Zhe meant by the law.

Dazedly, he reached out and touched the soul ring. The soul ring instantly integrated into Zhu Zhuqing's body like a baby swallow returning to its nest.

Zhu Zhuqing felt a warm current flowing in her meridians. Her soul power began to rise violently like a flash flood until it stopped at level 39, and a black light flashed in her eyes.

Zhu Zhuqing instantly knew the name of the soul skill carried by this soul ring - "Power of Darkness".

This soul skill doesn't seem that simple. It seems to add shield breaking and real damage attributes to the designated place.

However, it seems that he can feel the shadow plane through this soul ring.

It was a plane parallel to reality, and it was full of weird things. My civet spirit seemed quite comfortable in this environment.

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Zhu Zhuqing walked towards the busy Angri Street and walked slowly west along the footpath towards the place where he heard about it from his father yesterday.

Along the way, the rich history of Xingluo City and the strong smell of fireworks made Zhu Zhuqing look sideways. It seemed that he had never observed the city from this angle.

It turns out that in this city there are also children who play dirty on the road, there are also hawkers selling on the street and customers who are arguing over a copper coin.

Star Luo City, this ancient city does not seem to have any impact due to the change of dynasties. The rule brought by Wuhun Palace seems to have given new vitality to this city that embodies the rich history of the northern continent.

The journey always ended so quickly. Following the direction in his memory, Zhu Zhuqing came to a slum outside the aristocratic district. The place had already changed.

Zhu Zhuqing looked around, and saw that the dirty and messy place that was once simple and run-down and that people could avoid was now filled with new houses.

In the distance, a huge workshop occupies the entire block, with a sign hanging at the door that reads "Xingluo Textile Factory".

This was her destination. After the war, Zhu Zhuqing's mother was sentenced to be deprived of her noble title and her martial spirit sealed. Having lost everything, she could only use her own hands to obtain the resources to survive like a commoner.

Zhu Zhuqing used the soul skills he had just obtained to shuttle between the shadow plane and the real space, and easily entered the factory.

As soon as he entered the factory, a wave of heat hit his face, and Zhu Zhuqing couldn't help but frown.

The scenery in front of him caught Zhu Zhuqing's eyes. It was a huge workshop where countless female workers were operating looms. As the shuttle was thrown back and forth by the female workers' dexterous hands, inch-by-inch pieces of cloth were formed in their hands.

The colors and patterns of the cloth are different, some are gorgeous and gorgeous, some are elegant and fresh, and some are exquisite and delicate. Zhu Zhuqing is dazzled by them.

Zhu Zhuqing's sharp eyes saw that standing near the workshop was her mother, Dai Liwei, whose martial spirit had been sealed.

Dai Liwei used the evil-eyed white tiger's power to increase her body to weave at a much faster speed than other female workers.

She was wearing a simple and clean white overalls, and her hair was tied up with a black hairband, leaving a few strands of hair on her forehead.

There was no trace of fatigue or bitterness on her face, instead she looked calm and confident.

From time to time, she looked up at the female workers around her and gave them encouragement and guidance, as solemn and gentle as if she were at home.

Mu Zhe accompanied Zhu Zhuqing and watched quietly until the sun rose to its highest point. The tinkling bells rang in the workshop.

The female workers all put down their work and walked to the canteen nearby. They were talking and laughing along the way, which was full of lively atmosphere.

As a production expert, Dai Liwei is naturally highly respected among these people.

Zhu Zhuqing noticed the admiration and envy of the female workers towards Dai Liwei, as well as the friendly and humble smile on her mother's lips.

She suddenly felt that she was a little strange to her mother.

My mother came from the Star Luo royal family and had an unparalleled status.

But during the war, she lost everything and lived a hard civilian life.

Zhu Zhuqing always thought that his mother was a miserable person, someone who needed her sympathy and protection.

But now, she sees another side of her mother, a strong person, a person who can adapt to the environment and create value, a person who can win the respect and love of others.

She couldn't help but develop a new respect and understanding for her mother.

Zhu Zhuqing made up his mind to use his own strength to make his mother's life better.

Dai Liwei, who was chatting and laughing with other workers in the distance, seemed to notice something and cast her eyes towards the door.

But she didn't see anything. Dai Liwei shook her head and entered the canteen talking and laughing with the female workers.

Zhu Zhuqing escaped into the shadow space and cleverly avoided the gaze of Dai Liwei because of the connection between mother and daughter.

What she wanted to understand was that her mother owned her own life, and she had escaped from the Zhu family's cage. It seemed that her heart was still trapped in the gorgeous Zhu family's villa, and it was time for herself to get out.

As the knot in her heart was untied, Zhu Zhuqing's steps became stronger than before, and her figure looked light and elegant in the sunlight.

Zhu Zhuqing walked through the bustling streets, her long black hair flying in the wind, and the faint smile at the corner of her mouth warmed her originally cold face.

This beautiful girl attracted the attention of many passers-by, but Zhu Zhuqing didn't care. Everything about her now belonged to her.

Zhu Zhuqing left the factory.

In the textile factory, the students from the Small Reincarnation Palace were waiting for other students to bring their latest inventions to the workshop.

The students were waiting on the roadside for the arrival of the freight carriage, filled with anticipation and excitement.

They knew that even though it was just a small improvement, it would definitely set off different waves on this continent.

Those looms can produce all kinds of exquisite fabrics faster and more efficiently, bringing more convenience and happiness to people.

Zhu Zhuqing, who was far away, was thinking about his future. As a soul master, how could he make a lot of cash quickly?

She thought of the Soul Arena again.

That's right, how could the former queen who had won 100 consecutive titles in the Soul Arena forget the place that brought her glory and wealth?

She remembered those fierce and exciting battles, those cheers and screams, those fans who were crazy for her.

She also remembers the looks of horror and despair on the faces of the challengers.

But Mu Zhe's voice sounded in her mind again, "Instead of fighting, you should study them carefully and let yourself settle."

Zhu Zhuqing walked aimlessly on the street. There were still so many people in Xingluo City in the afternoon, and the aroma from various restaurants made this greedy little cat who had not yet eaten unable to bear it.

Her stomach growled, her eyes kept scanning the surrounding signs and menus, and drool began to flow from the corners of her mouth.

Zhu Zhuqing walked into a store that seemed to be pretty good.

I saw that the table closest to the door of the store was filled with food boxes, and there were some numbers printed on the food boxes.

Zhu Zhuqing ignored these strange new things, walked to the inner table and sat down, picked up the menu and ordered a sweet and sour fish.

She likes to eat fish, especially sweet and sour fish. The sweet and sour taste makes her feel very happy.

She imagined that she would be able to eat delicious sweet and sour fish in a while, and her mood became happy.

At this time, the movement at the door startled her.

I saw a young man in uniform spread out a pair of plump wings behind him, and quickly landed from the sky to the door of the store.

He walked into the store, took out a bracelet and swung it on the food box. Then he saw the light screen popping up on the bracelet and walked away without looking back while holding the food box.

As he walked, he said to the strange doorman at the door: "No. 33 has picked up the meal!"

When he reached the door, he spread his wings again, jumped up, and disappeared into the sky.

The air wave that took off brought up dust all over the place.

Zhu Zhuqing stared at this scene with his mouth open, the bracelet, the food box, and the small shop. Everything feels so familiar and yet so strange.

This seems to be a very novel way for a soul master to get along with ordinary people.