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Chapter 1953: Strict level(2/2)

Her previous intentional physical contact was rejected by the other party.

So she concluded that the other party was not here to have fun.

Zi Chen smiled and said: "Miss Siyue has a keen eye. She does have some questions. I would like to ask Miss Siyue for advice."

"Sir, please speak."

"On the way here, I saw some strange phenomena. I wonder if Miss Siyue can explain it?"

Zi Chen said: "Someone wears a breastplate, but the color is different. What does this mean?"

"Master, are you serious?"

Siyue looked at Zi Chen, this is the most basic common sense, everyone knows it.

Zi Chen smiled and said nothing.

"In this Fuling City, the lowest level is us colorless people, collectively called slave spirits. We have no status, just like ants, and our lives are precarious."

This is of course a self-effacing statement. Other slave spirits may be like this, but Siyue is definitely not.

She is the number one here, who dares to kill her?

What's more, she is also an immortal.

"Those whites were once slave spirits. The difference is that they were recognized by Fuling City and given white status. Although this status is not high, it is much higher than that of slaves."

"Blue represents the half-immortal soul. They are the identities acquired after refining the blood of the immortal soul. There is also a blue color that is darker and brighter. This is the innate half-immortal soul. After birth, half of the immortal soul is in the body.

The bloodline and status must be higher than ordinary blue ones."

"The top one is red, they are the real Immortal Soul Clan!"

"Continuing up are the gods, whose status is represented by the color purple and gold. Finally, there are the gods of all races. They are the most noble existences in the world."

Zi Chen nodded and asked: "Where is the realm?"

Siyue said: Realm is of no use here, bloodline is the symbol of status."

Zi Chen asked again: "Where is this place?"

It was another question that was asked knowingly, but Siyue did not confirm it to Zi Chen and said directly: "This is Fuling City. The city lord Chaplin is a fairy soul tribe. This city and dozens of nearby cities are all belonging to the Fu Ling City.

Within the Kaima territory, Lord Kaima is a god and the most noble person in this territory."

This explanation is very detailed.

"What do you think of the Eldar?"

"Sir, there are no spirits in the world, only slave spirits."

It seems that the Eldar have completely given up their identity here and become slaves for generations.

Zi Chen felt a little depressed, and then asked: "Two thousand years ago, a man named Tianhen came here. How much do you know about him?"

"The city lord was not Chaplin at that time. After Tianhen killed the previous city lord, Chaplin took over Fuling City. It has been more than two thousand years now."

Zi Chen looked at Si Yue and noticed that there were some fluctuations in the other person's mood, "Have you seen Tian Hen?"

Siyue shook her head, "I've never seen it."

Her soul power fluctuated a lot, and she obviously didn't tell the truth. Zi Chen did not continue to ask about the matter and changed the subject, "Do you know where he went?"

Si Yue shook her head again, "He disappeared for a thousand years after killing his predecessor in the city. He suddenly appeared a thousand years later, leaving behind the words 'You can't break through the gods without the ability to attract spirits from outside the territory'. Then he disappeared again and has been there for another thousand years."

Speaking of this, Siyue hesitated slightly, "According to some gossip, after he left Fuling City, he killed some city lords, and finally disappeared after being chased by the god Kaima."

Zi Chen stood up and said, "The last question is, after refining the blood of the immortal soul, the status can be improved. Why doesn't Miss Siyue improve her status?"

"The blood of the Immortal Soul is too precious. I have been saving it for a long time, but I can't even buy a drop."

Siyue showed a pitiful expression.

Of course Zi Chen didn't believe this answer, but he didn't ask any more questions.

After all, the two sides didn’t even meet by chance, so why should they tell the truth?
Chapter completed!
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