Douluo: One man returns, Fan Tianyin smashes Tang San to death

Upon hearing this, Lu Yu raised an eyebrow slightly, but a smile subtly appeared at the corner of his mouth.

He didn't rush to respond, but waited quietly for feedback from the intelligent system.

A moment later, the system's cold voice rang in his mind: "Detection complete."

The target is the remnant soul of a Qilin, indeed the lingering spirit of the ancient divine beast Qilin, but due to the erosion of time, it has lost most of its power, remaining only as a pure consciousness, without any offensive capabilities, and poses no threat to the host.

Upon hearing this result, Lu Yu understood, and his smile deepened, tinged with a hint of mockery.

He took a step forward, crossed his arms, and said with a hint of sarcasm, "Senior, what would happen if I didn't do as you said, kowtow three times and kneel every step of the way?"

The phantom of the remnant Qilin soul trembled slightly, a barely perceptible hint of panic flashing in its golden eyes. But it quickly regained its majesty, its voice growing ever more profound and unfathomable: "Hmph! If you do not obey my words, not only will you fail to obtain the Qilin Martial Soul, but you will also be trapped here, never to leave! Junior, such an opportunity to obtain a supreme Martial Soul is a once-in-a-millennium chance. You should think twice!"

Upon hearing this, a glint of light flashed in Lu Yu's eyes, but the smile on his lips became even more pronounced.

He walked forward step by step, his pace unhurried, without any intention of kneeling, until he came to the phantom of the Qilin's remnant soul, no more than half a zhang away.

He stopped, arms still crossed, looking at the enormous phantom with a half-smile, and slowly said, "Senior, I'm already standing in front of you, why don't I see anything unusual? Your talk of 'being trapped here forever' doesn't seem to have happened?"

The phantom of the Qilin's remnant soul suddenly froze, a hint of embarrassment flashing in its golden eyes, as if cold sweat had broken out on its forehead.

It did not expect Lu Yu to act so unpredictably, completely ignoring its authority and threats, and directly exposing its lies.

The atmosphere inside the cave became somewhat eerie. The massive body of the Qilin remnant soul trembled slightly, as if it were trying its best to hide its guilty conscience.

"Cough cough..."

The remnant soul of the Qilin coughed twice, forcibly stabilizing its aura, its voice carrying a hint of concealment: "Junior, you do have some courage."

"I was merely testing you! A cultivator should be fearless. Your reaction was good; you have passed my test!"

It paused, its tone softening, becoming somewhat ingratiating: "I am willing to become your martial spirit and merge into your body."

However, I will leave a trace of my consciousness deep within your Martial Soul. If you encounter any problems you cannot solve in the future, I can appear and assist you. What do you say?

Upon hearing this, Lu Yu chuckled inwardly. This Qilin remnant soul was indeed a seasoned veteran; even after his lie was exposed, he could quickly change his story and come up with a new one.

He remained outwardly calm, simply nodding slightly and saying in a composed tone, "Then I'll have to trouble you, senior."

Seeing that Lu Yu did not continue to ask questions, the remnant soul of the Qilin secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

It had intended to use its authority to elevate its status, but Lu Yu was so shrewd that he directly embarrassed it.

Now, the only option is to go with the flow and integrate into Lu Yu's body as soon as possible to avoid any further complications.

The next moment, the figure of the Qilin remnant soul trembled violently, and the huge phantom transformed into a golden torrent, carrying a vast fluctuation of soul power, which surged directly into Lu Yu's body.

Lu Yu felt a surge of intense heat explode within his body, as if countless tiny golden starlight were coursing through his meridians, bringing waves of tingling and burning pain.

His pupils contracted slightly as he forced himself to steady himself and gritted his teeth to withstand the impact of the force.

At the same time, Lu Yu's body was lifted up by an invisible force, transforming into a golden stream of light that broke through the cave wall and soared into the sky.

A golden light pierced the night sky, accompanied by a thunderous roar, traversing the Star Dou Great Forest and speeding towards Shrek Academy.

Lu Yu looked down and saw the towering ancient trees of the Star Dou Great Forest rushing past. In the darkness, countless soul beasts could be vaguely seen raising their heads in fear, sensing that terrifying aura.

During the journey, Lu Yu suddenly noticed a violent roar coming from the depths of the forest, as if some powerful beings were fighting.

He squinted and vaguely saw a familiar figure—it seemed to be Liu Erlong, whose fiery red hair was particularly eye-catching in the night, and whose surrounding soul power fluctuated violently, as if she was fighting a powerful soul beast.

However, the power of the Qilin's remnant soul was too immense, and its speed was astonishing. Before Lu Yu could even see it clearly, it had already flown past, and the forest scenery quickly receded into the distance.

A moment later, the golden light rushed into the canyon behind Shrek Academy and landed heavily.

Suddenly, a fierce wind arose in the canyon, and the clouds in the sky changed dramatically. A huge phantom of a Qilin appeared, its scales gleaming, exuding unparalleled majesty.

The aura of the Qilin mark swept in all directions, causing the entire Shrek Academy to tremble.

Sword Douluo Chen Xin was resting with his eyes closed in his room when he suddenly opened them. Sensing the terrifying aura, he flashed out of the room as a streak of sword light and headed straight for the canyon.

He stood in mid-air, his gaze fixed on the enormous phantom of the Qilin, his eyes filled with shock: "This is... the Qilin Martial Soul? Such a powerful aura, could it be for those seven little guys from Thanos's team?"

At the same time, a graceful figure quietly appeared at the edge of the canyon; it was Snow Douluo.

She was dressed in white, and her stunningly beautiful face appeared even more aloof under the moonlight. A strange smile played on her lips, and a thoughtful look flashed in her eyes, as if she were plotting something.

Inside the canyon, the violent tremors woke everyone up.

Wang Sheng, Xiao Wu, Huang Yuan, and the others quickly got up, each took out their martial spirits, and cautiously looked around.

Oscar screamed in terror, pointing at the blurry, gigantic phantom in mid-air: "What...what is that?! It's charging at us!"

Before he finished speaking, that chilling aura vanished abruptly, as if it had never existed.

Lu Yu had now landed on a soul bed deep in the canyon, and slowly opened his eyes.

A strange golden light flashed in his pupils, and the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, revealing a meaningful smile.

But soon, he frowned, thinking to himself, "This commotion is too big. Sword Douluo and Snow Douluo must have noticed it, especially Snow Douluo... She's not simple-minded. I need to figure out how to explain this."

The next morning, Lu Yu composed himself and went to Sword Douluo's room, gently knocking on the door.

A deep voice came from inside the door: "Come in."

Lu Yu pushed open the door and entered, bowed respectfully, and then said, "Teacher, I have something to say about what happened yesterday."

He paused, his tone tinged with helplessness: "A few days ago, I obtained a treasure by chance, but I didn't notice anything unusual at the time."

It wasn't until last night, when the treasure suddenly caused a strange phenomenon, and a Qilin mark appeared on it, that this disciple realized it was no ordinary object.

Upon hearing this, Sword Douluo's eyes flashed with excitement, and he hurriedly asked, "The Qilin Mark? What kind of treasure is that? Quickly take it out and let your master see it!"

Lu Yu nodded and took out a jade talisman that was entirely green from his soul tool. A faint phantom of a Qilin could be seen on it, emanating a faint aura of power.

He placed the jade talisman on the table and slowly said, "Last night, I suddenly experienced a sharp pain in my abdomen, and then a powerful force surged out from this jade talisman, triggering that strange phenomenon."

Sword Douluo took the jade talisman, examined it carefully, and felt the vast power contained within it, his eyes filled with even greater shock.

He said in a deep voice, "This item is indeed extraordinary. It contains the aura of a Qilin martial soul and is definitely not an ordinary item! Lu Yu, this matter is of great importance and you must not tell anyone!"

He paused, his gaze softening slightly, and took out a soul bone shimmering with a ghostly light from his soul tool, handing it to Lu Yu: "This ten-thousand-year-old soul bone was acquired by your master in his early years. I'm giving it to you today as a reward." A burning light flashed in Lu Yu's eyes, and he accepted the soul bone without hesitation, bowing and thanking him: "Thank you, teacher!"

Then, with a slight smile, he turned and left, secretly thinking to himself: Although he had fooled the remnant soul of the Qilin, its consciousness still remained deep within the martial soul, and he would have to be careful in dealing with it in the future.

As for Snow Douluo... her smile always made Lu Yu feel uneasy.

Lu Yu walked slowly along the forest path of Shrek Academy. The night was as dark as ink, and the moonlight filtered through the sparse shadows of the trees, casting dappled light on his slightly aloof face.

His steps were unhurried, and he held a cloth tightly in his hand, wiping away the faint traces of blood remaining on his fingertips.

A faint fragrance of grass and trees filled the air, mixed with the faint fluctuations of soul power emanating from the direction of the distant canyon.

His eyes were deep, as if they could pierce through the night and see into the hidden depths.

Behind him, Sword Douluo Chen Xin stood with his hands behind his back, his gaze as sharp as a sword, fixed firmly on Lu Yu's back.

The two had just concluded a brief but meaningful transaction, and a subtle tension still lingered in the atmosphere.

Sword Douluo's voice was deep and authoritative, with an unquestionable tone: "Lu Yu, you'd better keep what happened today to yourself."

If even a whisper of this gets out, you should know the consequences.

Lu Yu stopped and turned around, a faint smile on his face, but a glint of shrewdness flashed in his eyes.

He bowed respectfully, his tone calm yet laced with a hint of cunning: "Senior, rest assured, although Lu Yu is not talented, he still has a sense of propriety."

The Qilin talisman is such a hot potato; leaving it on a junior is of no use and will only bring endless trouble.

Having entrusted this to my senior, I, as a junior, must keep it a secret.

Upon hearing this, Sword Douluo's eyes flashed with satisfaction, and he nodded: "It's good that you understand this."

A wise person knows how to choose.

He paused, his gaze becoming even more profound, as if he wanted to see right through Lu Yu. "This matter ends here. You may leave."

Lu Yu smiled slightly, said nothing more, and turned to continue walking forward.

His silhouette appeared somewhat frail in the moonlight, yet it exuded an indescribable composure.

Sword Douluo stood still, his gaze following Lu Yu's figure until he completely disappeared at the end of the forest path before slowly withdrawing his gaze.

He opened his palm, and in his palm lay a talisman that emitted a faint golden light. The talisman was carved with a lifelike Qilin pattern and faintly exuded an ancient and mysterious aura.

A burning excitement flashed in Sword Douluo's eyes as he muttered to himself, "The Qilin Seal... I've finally got it."

He gently stroked the surface of the talisman with his fingers, feeling the immense power contained within, and couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement.

This talisman is said to be a treasure left behind by the ancient mythical beast Qilin, containing endless secrets and possibly even involving divine inheritance.

As a retainer of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, Sword Douluo Chen Xin had roamed the continent for many years and seen countless treasures, but he had never come so close to such a legendary existence.

His lips curled up slightly, revealing a confident smile.

However, just then, a clear laugh came from not far away, carrying a hint of mockery and ridicule, breaking the tranquility of the night.

Sword Douluo suddenly looked up, his gaze like a knife shooting towards the direction from which the sound came.

Snow Douluo Xue Qinghe leaned against an ancient tree, the moonlight illuminating her exquisite yet somewhat bewitching face. She looked at Sword Douluo with a half-smile, her tone flippant: "Brother Chenxin, what a treasure."

The Qilin talisman, tsk tsk, what a hot potato.

Aren't you afraid that holding this thing will bring you utter destruction?

Sword Douluo's face instantly darkened, and a hint of undisguised killing intent flashed in his eyes.

He stared coldly at Xue Douluo, his voice low and icy: "Xue Qinghe, some things are better left unsaid."

If you dare utter another word, the consequences will be unbearable.

Snow Douluo was not afraid at all, covering her mouth and giggling, but a hint of provocation flashed in her eyes: "Oh, Brother Chenxin, why are you so angry? The Soul Douluo have been eyeing the Qilin Talisman for a long time since it was born."

How long do you think this secret can be kept hidden? Even if I keep it a secret, it won't be long before someone finds out about you.

"At that time, those super-powerful guys won't show you any mercy."

She paused, her tone becoming even more meaningful, "Contra is nothing but a joke in their eyes; they can only bow their heads and compromise."

Upon hearing this, Sword Douluo's expression darkened further, and the killing intent in his eyes almost materialized.

He snorted coldly, his voice carrying a hint of menace: "That's someone else's business, what does it have to do with me? Xue Qinghe, I advise you to keep your mouth shut."

"Your strength might not be enough to withstand three moves from my sword."

Snow Douluo chuckled, waved his hand, and a sly glint flashed in his eyes: "Alright, alright, I won't say anything."

but……"

She deliberately dragged out the last syllable, glancing at the Qilin talisman in Sword Douluo's hand, "Are you sure this thing is real? That kid Lu Yu might not be so honest as to give you the real thing."

Upon hearing this, Sword Douluo frowned slightly, a hint of unease flashing through his heart.

However, when he looked down at the Qilin talisman in his hand and felt the rich soul power fluctuations emanating from it, his worries quickly dissipated.

He sneered, his tone carrying a hint of confidence: "Lu Yu is a smart man."

If he dares to play any tricks, the ten-thousand-year-old soul bone in my hand is enough to shut him up.

He dared not act dishonestly in this deal.

Upon hearing this, Xue Douluo's eyes flashed with a meaningful smile. He said no more and turned to leave gracefully.

Her figure, like a light snowflake in the moonlight, quickly disappeared into the woods.

Sword Douluo watched her departing figure, his killing intent intensifying, but ultimately he did not make a move.

He knew full well that the Heaven Dou Empire stood behind Snow Douluo, and that acting rashly would likely bring even more trouble. (End of Chapter)