45: Chapter 45 The Old Man with the Surname Long

As for his fifth Spirit Ability, Mu Qingci sensed it for a moment and then knew what it was.

He was still hovering in mid-air at this moment, having released his Hades Sword Spirit.

Five spirit rings—yellow, purple, purple, black, and black—swirled beneath his feet. The fifth one, in particular, was much deeper in color than the fourth, clearly indicating it was of a high age.

Mu Qingci illuminated his fifth spirit ring without hesitation.

In an instant, a radiance consisting of black, white, and gold colors enveloped Mu Qingci's entire body.

His aura surged dramatically at this moment.

Fifth Spirit Ability: Pluto's Descent.

Effect: All attributes increased by onefold. Attack power increased by twofold. Speed increased by twofold.

This amplification ratio was nothing short of terrifying; it was almost catching up to an average Martial Soul True Body.

And this was merely a Spirit Ability brought by a fifth spirit ring.

Feeling the surge of power, Mu Qingci felt a sense of comfort in his heart.

He flapped the wings on his back and flew towards Mingdu.

With his current cultivation, flying for a day or half a day was not a problem.

Just after returning to the Sun Moon Imperial Soul Engineer Academy, Mu Qingci went straight to his laboratory.

As soon as he entered, he saw the scene before him: Meng Hongchen was teaching Ye Guyi how to craft a spirit tool, hand-in-hand.

Without the distraction of Mu Qingci's handsome looks, Ye Guyi was learning very earnestly.

"Ahem, ahem."

Looking at the two of them hand-in-hand, Mu Qingci found that he suddenly associated it with some inappropriate things, so he quickly used a cough to remind himself.

The two women heard the coughing, raised their heads, and happened to see the returning Mu Qingci.

"Qingci, you're back!"

Meng Hongchen flashed in front of Mu Qingci and threw herself into his arms.

Ye Guyi watched from the side with eager eyes, raised her hand, but eventually put it back down.

"Alright, alright, Guyi is still watching. How is it? How is the spirit tool teaching going?"

Once this was mentioned, Meng Hongchen looked full of pride.

"Guyi has been taught very well by me. She has a very high talent for spirit tools, not much worse than you. I think it won't be long before she becomes a First-Class Soul Engineer."

Speaking of Ye Guyi's high talent for spirit tools, there was not a hint of jealousy in Meng Hongchen's eyes, only happiness for her friend.

"How long have I been gone, and you two have already become good sisters?"

"Of course. I really like Guyi; she's just like a fragrant, soft little cake."

Mu Qingci agreed very much with this metaphor, but he couldn't express it in front of Meng Hongchen, so he could only smile sheepishly.

"By the way, Qingci, I discovered a beef restaurant on the street, and the taste is quite good."

Mu Qingci nodded. After going to obtain a spirit ring, it was time for him to reward his stomach.

"Then let's go eat there for dinner. Guyi, do you want to join us?"

Ye Guyi nodded, then shook her head, and finally lowered her head in a conflicted manner.

"Oh, Guyi is shy, let's just take her with us!"

Compared to Ye Guyi's introversion, Meng Hongchen even seemed a bit scatterbrained.

She linked arms with Mu Qingci on her left and held Ye Guyi's hand on her right, skipping towards the outside of the academy.

Inside a beef restaurant on the side of the street in Mingdu.

The shop was not big, with only a dozen or so tables, and it was almost full at this moment.

"Hurry up, Qingci, there are almost no seats left!"

Meng Hongchen ran over first and grabbed the last table.

"Waiter, bring one of all the signature dishes!"

Meng Hongchen didn't even look at the menu before shouting, clearly not her first time here.

The table could seat four people in total, and the three of them each sat on one side, so it wouldn't be crowded.

"Qingci, you really have to taste it. The beef here is delicious!"

After the dishes were served, Meng Hongchen picked up a piece of beef first and placed it in Mu Qingci's bowl, saying.

"Three guests, may I discuss something with you?"

Just as the three of them were eating to their heart's content, the waiter walked over.

"What is it?"

Meng Hongchen still had a piece of beef in her mouth, her words slightly slurred.

"It's like this: there is a guest here who came alone, but there are no seats left in the shop. There is only one empty seat at your table. I wonder if you could share the table with that guest?"

Just as the waiter was speaking, a tall, sturdy old man walked over.

"Old Long, I am negotiating with these three guests."

Hearing the waiter's address, Mu Qingci looked up at the old man.

The old man's face had no decorations, nor was it covered by a mask or anything similar.

Although he showed signs of old age, one could still see the handsomeness of his youth in his weathered face.

Mu Qingci found that he could not detect the aura on the other person, but his intuition told him that this old man was definitely not an ordinary person without Soul Power.

"I wonder if you three young friends could do this old man a favor? I have been craving this for a long time, and I don't usually have the opportunity to come and eat. How about this: I will treat you all to some ale?"

"It's fine, old gentleman, please sit. We are all still children, so we won't drink alcohol. You can just eat with us."

Meng Hongchen agreed first.

The old man, who was called Old Long, finally showed a smile on his face at this moment.

"Then I will respectfully accept. However, I must pay for this meal."

He sat in the last empty seat impatiently, picked up a piece of beef with the newly provided chopsticks, and put it into his mouth.

"Waiter, bring a cup of ale."

Suddenly, he noticed Mu Qingci on the side: "Little brother, would you like a cup?"

Mu Qingci was thinking about the other person's identity in his heart. When asked this, he nodded subconsciously: "Thank you."

Two cups of ale were served. The old man ate a piece of beef, then took a sip of wine, eating with great satisfaction.

"Come, little brother, let's have a toast!"

Feeling the faint aura of darkness emanating from the other person, Mu Qingci finally confirmed the other person's identity.

The old man in front of him was not an ordinary old man from the streets, nor was he a master from some noble family.

With the surname Long, a dark-attribute Spirit, and appearing in this beef restaurant in Mingdu, could it be the famous Dark Sacred Dragon, the Dragon Emperor Douluo Long Xiaoyao?

However, Mu Qingci could not be completely sure yet and needed further verification.

"Old gentleman, you just said you couldn't come often. Do you not live around here?"

Mu Qingci probed casually.

"Don't mention it. I can rarely get away, and I only managed to come here today because I had some free time."

Long Xiaoyao seemed to be deliberately avoiding the topic, and Mu Qingci couldn't ask anything, so he simply stopped asking.

"Little brother, you must be a Spirit Master. Looking at you, you are so young yet already a Spirit King. That little girl is the same. Not bad, not bad, both are rare geniuses!"

Before Mu Qingci could probe further, Long Xiaoyao had already proactively revealed his identity as a Spirit Master.