Douluo: My daughter came down the mountain and boasted that I was a peerless Douluo.

Shui Ling'er's eyelids jumped as she looked at the dazzling thing in her hand.

What is this?

A sparkling gem? And there are artificially controlled thousands of thousands of butterflies and fluorescent bugs?

What a mess is this!

How can these be called mimics?

Shui Ling'er was speechless, but finally accepted it.

"Ahem, Vice President Shui Ling'er, we will continue to search for a mimetic product suitable for Chen Qingling, so I won't disturb you further."

After saying that, the three vice-presidents left the entrance of Tianshui Academy without looking back, and continued to mobilize their forces to search for mimics suitable for Qingling.

Shui Ling'er walked into Tianshui College with the mimicry they called it, walked to the mimicry training site planned as Qingling, and put the mimicry inside.

Looking at the out-of-place mimicry, Shui La suddenly felt dizzy.

What kind of mimicry is this!

"Oh, I don't even have the nerve to call Qing Ling."

Shui Ling'er let out a long sigh, found a student and called to inform Chen Qingling.

Qing Ling and Shui Bing'er, who had just finished eating, walked out of the canteen and met Shui Yue'er.

"Yue'er."

"Sister, Qingling, you are all here!"

"Yue'er, why are you here?" Shui Bing'er asked straight to the point.

"The vice-dean asked me to inform Qing Ling that your mimicry training venue is opposite Shui Bing'er. I will take you there."

Shui Bing'er's eyes lit up, "I want to go too, I want to see Qingling's mimicry training ground."

"sure!"

Under Shui Yue'er's guidance, they soon arrived at the mimicry training site belonging to Qing Ling.

The three of them took a closer look.

A luminous stone, a thousand-year-old butterfly and a thousand-year-old firefly.

Shui Bing'er and Shui Yue'er looked at each other and were shocked by the mimicry in front of them.

What is this?

Is this really mimicry?

"Vice Dean, is this Qing Ling's mimicry?"

Vice Dean Shui Ling'er smiled bitterly, "Ah, yes, this is Qing Ling's mimic, but it's still in the experimental stage. I don't know if it will be useful."

"This is also a helpless move. Qingling, your martial spirit is unique in the mainland, and there is no training plan for you in the world."

Most mimic products are basically a treasure, such as Shui Bing'er's Ten Thousand Years Cold Essence.

"Qing Ling, try it and see if you feel anything special when you walk in."

"Ok."

Chen Qingling strode into her own mimicry training ground, and suddenly fierce butterflies danced around her.

Obviously, Qing Ling was mistaken for the King of Butterflies.

"How's it going? How do you feel?"

Chen Qingling shook her head, "Nothing."

"This... okay." Shui Ling'er sighed helplessly. She knew that Qing Ling's mimicry was not that easy to find.

"Vice Dean, I would like to ask what the specific effects of mimicry products are?"

"It helps with cultivation, or makes people feel at ease."

"An Xin..." Chen Qingling murmured to herself, suddenly remembering something.

Immediately, she took out the butterfly flower her father gave her from the space soul guide.

This flower not only attracts butterfly soul beasts, but also makes her feel relaxed and happy. It should also be considered a mimicry, right?

"What is this?" Shui Bing'er came up curiously, looking at the butterfly flower in Qing Ling's hand and wondering.

"Daddy gave this to me. It's called Butterfly Flower."

The moment he took out the butterfly flower, the ten-thousand-year-old butterfly became more active, dancing around Qingling.

This scene made Shui Bing'er and the others dumbfounded. This was the first time they had seen such a scene!

"Every time I take out the butterfly flowers, I feel refreshed and calm."

"As for whether it can increase the speed of cultivation, I haven't tried it yet."

"Vice Dean, is this considered a mimic?"

Shui Ling'er frowned and stared at the butterfly flower in Qing Ling's hand, then nodded. "Barely so."

Shui Ling'er covered her head helplessly. Unexpectedly, she didn't find a suitable mimic product for Qing Ling in the end, but asked her to take it out herself.

At this moment, she felt that it was a bit redundant for Qing Ling to join Tianshui College. They could not give Qing Ling any benefits, but the college took all the benefits.

"Ahem, cough, cough, since these three items are of little use to you, I'll take them away."

"No, just leave it here and keep it on my field to add some vitality."

"Well... okay, I'll take a step first, and you guys can talk." Shui Ling'er felt ashamed to stay any longer, and left without looking back.

After the vice president left, Shui Bing'er said with a smile: "Qingling, we're leaving too. You can try at the mimicry training site to see if you can increase your training speed."

"it is good."

Saying goodbye to Shui Bing'er and Shui Yue'er, Chen Qingling held the butterfly flower in her hand and inserted it casually in place.

For a moment, the butterfly flower took root directly on the ground like a living thing, and the illusive butterfly shadow could be vaguely seen.

"Wow..."

"I didn't expect butterfly flowers to be of such great use!"

Chen Qingling then sat in a circle, closed her eyes and entered into meditation practice.

This sat until the next morning.

Perhaps the effect of the Butterfly Flower has appeared, and the soul power in her body has become stronger. It feels like it won't take long to reach another level.

Chen Qingling opened her eyes, filled with excitement and happiness.

"Okay, I didn't expect that the butterfly flower my father gave me could have such effects!"

"It's a pity that it was discovered too late. If I could have discovered it earlier, maybe my soul power would be more than level 44."

Chen Qingling let out a long sigh.

At the same time, she blamed herself for not asking her father about the specific use of butterfly attracting flowers.

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The entrance of Tianshui College.

Shui Ling'er found someone to notify the three vice-deans, and the three rushed over in a hurry, with smiles on their faces.

"Hahaha, Vice President Shui Ling'er, are the mimic products we provided useful?"

"Sure enough, sometimes a dead horse needs to be a living horse doctor!"

"Nothing wrong."

Shui Ling'er rolled her eyes, "Who said the three things you got are mimics?"

Huo Shengxiao looked puzzled, "Huh? Isn't that right? Then why did you summon us?"

"You don't have to look for it."

"How can this work? How can we go back on what we promised?"

"That's it!"

"Isn't it just a little mimic? We guarantee that we can find the right one for Shui Ling'er, Vice President!"

"Yeah!"

The three of them were afraid that Shui Ling'er would no longer want her, so they had already reported the matter to the dean.

It was fully affirmed and a death order was given, and it must not be messed up.

If you mess up, you don’t have to come back.

Shui Ling'er saw through the three people's thoughts at a glance and said angrily: "The mimicry you gave me is useless, but she happened to have a mimicry in her hand, which was given to her by her father."

"Ah?!" The three of them looked at each other and walked around in circles for so long. They were just wasting their time and became clowns.

"Then...are we four-in-one...going to do what we say?"

"Okay, okay, that's why I'm informing you."

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…………(End of chapter)