After advancing to Lingwu, Yang Ling's Wu Li made great progress, and he could command the magic beasts to act within a radius of five kilometers. The hornet beast and the withered wood warrior transformed into a large tree, like a camera, continuously transmitting what they saw and heard, allowing him to monitor the movements of Stov's soldiers without leaving his house.

  As expected, without mobilizing a single soldier, just providing the Russians with some key intelligence and giving them some food and weapons, Stov, this arrogant lord, was exhausted from fending off, deeply tasting the bitter taste of being outsmarted.

  Under duress, Stof had no choice but to order the contraction of the patrol area, trying not to give the Russians a chance to launch a surprise attack. At the same time, he sent out a large number of scouts, hoping to clarify the enemy's base and strength, with the intention of annihilating all the Russians at once.

  Stov was worried, but Yang Ling was carefree. From morning to night, he either practiced in the courtyard, took a stroll with Sophia in the quiet garden, or indulged in Alice's massage and service.

  The castle of Visen was enormous, far beyond Yang Ling's imagination. A normal garden alone was as large as several golf courses. The fresh air, the rustling leaves and the dim light provided a good meeting place for him and Sophia. He hugged the slender waist of the beautiful fairy tightly and kissed her soft lips...

  Every time it came to the crucial moment, Sophia resolutely pushed away Yang Ling. The forest elves were a romantic race, and premarital relationships might not be a big deal for humans, but for the elves, it was a heinous crime.

  What can't be gotten is the most precious!

  Every time Yang Ling forcibly suppressed his impulses, he could only comfort himself like this, but the more he accumulated, the more prone he was to external stimuli. Sometimes, Alice would lightly press his thigh, and the big guy below would immediately become erect, even a thick quilt couldn't cover it, making him extremely embarrassed.

  Every time Alice saw Yang Ling's high-pitched tent, she was so shy that her face turned bright red. After the winter, she would be 15 years old, although she still didn't understand much about relationships between men and women, but after all, she knew some differences between them.

  When she first started serving Yang Ling, she just wanted to repay him for saving her grandfather's life. However, as she got to know Yang Ling better, she found herself liking his company more and more. When Yang Ling was happy, she would naturally smile along with him. When Yang Ling furrowed his brow, she would feel a pang of sadness.

  She began to see Yang Ling's shadow in her dreams from time to time.

  Sometimes, she dreams of Yang Ling in white clothes floating, holding her riding on a snow-white unicorn galloping with the wind; sometimes, dreaming of Yang Ling holding his own waist, strolling in the garden he and Sophia often go to; even, sometimes dreaming of Yang Ling embracing her tightly like embracing Sophia, gently kissing her soft earlobe...

  When attending to Yang Ling, Alice's mind would often wander, and even after being laughed at by Yang Ling a few times, she didn't think much of it. In his eyes, Alice was still just a little girl, a gentle and considerate little girl.

  That night, leaning in Yang Ling's arms and looking at the hazy moon in the sky, Sophia let out a soft sigh. "Yang brother, this year is a once-in-a-century Cold Moon Year, Grandfather wants me to participate in the Moon Maiden selection ceremony, I have no choice but to leave you for a while!"

  Moon Goddess Sacrifice?

  Yang Ling had originally intended to lightly kiss Sophia's forehead, but upon hearing her say this, he couldn't help but pause for a moment. Although he had been in this unfamiliar world for some time now, he was still not very familiar with the local customs, racial composition, and abilities, relatively speaking, he was more familiar with the general classification and abilities of common magical beasts.

  Seeing Yang Ling's confusion, Sophia said softly.

  Originally, the continent of Tyron had elves, dwarves, humans, giants and beastmen and other intelligent species, too numerous to count. After tens of thousands of years of war, humans stood out alone, occupying most of the land and resources. Many small tribes hiding in the mountains, with a maximum population of no more than 100,000 people, some only had a few thousand, or even just a few hundred people.

  Although humans are not particularly prominent by nature, they can learn powerful magic and aura after birth. They can be roughly divided into two professions: warriors and mages. Warriors are divided into swordsmen, sword masters, great swordsmen, and sword saints. Mages are divided into apprentices, mages, great mages, and magic guides. Each level is further divided into three levels: primary, intermediate, and advanced.

  For thousands of years, people have divided monsters into one to nine levels based on their strength, and those above the ninth level are uniformly classified as holy. It is estimated that a high-level swordsman has the equivalent strength of a third-tier primary monster, while a high-level great swordmaster has the equivalent strength of a sixth-tier intermediate monster. Only the top-notch Sword Saints and Magic Masters have the power to challenge the terrifying ninth-tier advanced monsters. As for the legendary holy-tier monsters, it is said that only those with domain-level powers can come forward to challenge them.

  Humans possess great physical strength, and at the same time, the other races that have been passed down for thousands of years also have their unique abilities. The beastmen's innate endurance and ferocity, the elves' refined natural magic and archery, the dwarves' brave and powerful strikes... Basically, each race has its own proud abilities, which have been stubbornly passed down under the threat of humans and demons.

  "Sophia, how's my strength?" After listening to Sophia for half a day, Yang Ling was somewhat curious.

  After a moment of contemplation, Sophia furrowed her brow and said tactfully: "Yang big brother, as a rare ancient summoner, as long as you have a large army of magic beasts protecting your body, not to mention a great sword master, even an initial-level saint might not be able to easily defeat you. But if you can't summon the magic beasts in time to assist you, perhaps an initial-level great sword master could take advantage of that and launch a sneak attack, so from now on you must be careful!"

  Not even as good as a novice great swordmaster?

  Recalling the high-ranking great swordsmaster Bartis who once had a fierce aura, recalling the terrifying Heavenly Executioner, Yang Ling shook his head and smiled bitterly, understanding that Sofia was right. The Blood Witch, apart from being able to tame magical beasts, had no attacking abilities whatsoever. Even if she advanced to Spirit Witch, apart from being able to craft some talismans for defense, there were still no attacking abilities. Fortunately, her physical body had been strengthened multiple times, and her movements were agile; otherwise, she would have probably encountered misfortune long ago.

  "Sophia, what about the Moon Goddess Festival you mentioned?"

  "The Moon Goddess Festival is the pride of our spirits, blessed with the powerful blessings of the Natural Goddess. Although it was not strong at first, it won in the speed of advancement, not only can increase the attack power of friendly troops, but also summon a meteor shower from the sky, it's incredibly awesome!" Sophia said with pride when talking about the Moon Goddess Festival.

  Under her explanation, Yang Ling understood that the Spirit Clan's sacrificial rituals could be divided into Wind Sacrifices, War Sacrifices and Authority Sacrifices, each of which could be further divided into three levels: upper, middle and lower. The Moon Maiden Sacrifice was a soul sacrifice blessed by the natural goddess, not only did it have a faster promotion speed, but also possessed some unique abilities, basically, one would be born every hundred years or so!

  "Yang brother, this time I'll be gone from the temple for at least three months, or up to a year. You must wait for me to come back!" Sophia's eyes were red as she leaned against Yang Ling's broad chest.

  "No, unfortunately, I couldn't wait!" Pressed against Sofia's rich and elastic skin, gazing at her neck as white and delicate as sheep fat, smelling a faint fragrance, Yang Ling couldn't help but feel his blood surging. After taking a deep breath, he shook his head in feigned regret.

  Can't wait?

  Could it be that Brother Yang has another woman?

  After a moment of surprise, Sophia was anxious and angry, with tears welling up in her eyes. If it weren't for the sake of her people, she wouldn't have been willing to leave Yang Ling, whom she had been thinking about day and night. Now, hearing him say this, she couldn't help but feel even more distressed.

  "Haha, you're sticking so close, it's practically an invitation to commit a crime!" Seeing Sophia's big eyes blinking, tears were about to flow out, Yang Ling hurriedly kissed her forehead, "I really can't wait any longer, I'm eager to let you taste my prowess right now!"

  Is it too tight?

  After feeling something unusual in Yang Ling's lower body, Sophia quickly understood what he meant by 'can't wait', and with a mix of shame and anger, she glared at him and ran out. She was worried that if she stayed for another moment, she would not be able to bear leaving.

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