Douluo Dragon King: Nine Dragons Break the Abyss

Chapter 52 Request
Leng Yulai slowly opened her eyes from her sleep. A beam of light from the window shone on her face. Her fair skin was glowing, and every strand of hair was tinged with a layer of golden halo.

She couldn't remember how long it had been since she had such a peaceful sleep.

The sea of ​​​​spirituality was much better than the bad situation yesterday, but in the sea of ​​​​spirituality that was broken into countless pieces, a small dark red sword was emitting magic charm and constantly eroding her body.

Leng Yulai endured the great pain, took out the small sword and placed it in the palm of his hand.

This is her biggest trump card that will allow her to kill Leng Yaozhu. It is a one-time artifact made from countless precious materials, the Demon Sword.

Looking at the Demon Sword in his hand, Leng Yulai was a little dazed.

Qiangu Qitian’s question from yesterday kept coming to her mind. There was even a moment when she wanted to give up nurturing this Demon Sword.

"Damn it, how can I do this?" Leng Yulai suddenly tightened his grip on the hilt of the Demon Sword, with a faint red light flashing in his eyes. "Even if I have to consider the future, I have to stab this sword into that bitch's body!"

"dong dong dong~"

There was a knock on the door, and Leng Yulai hid the Demon Sword under the quilt.

"Enter."

Qiangu Qitian pushed the door open and walked in. There was an atmosphere in the room that made him very uncomfortable, and he couldn't help but frown.

"What are you doing in my room?"

Qiangu Qitian's tone was very impolite.

Your room?
Leng Yulai began to look around the room.

The room is not big, only about ten square meters in size, and the furniture in the room is also very simple. Apart from a bed, a wardrobe and a table, there are no other large items.

The curtains and quilt covers were of the simplest style. Leng Yulai found it hard to imagine that this was the room of a nine-year-old child.

"The room you live in stinks just as much as your personality."

Leng Yulai retorted.

"Haha." Qiangu Qitian countered, "I'm not like a certain old woman who still likes pink even though she's over a hundred years old."

Leng Yulai certainly knew how Qiangu Qitian knew about her hobby. On Leng Yaozhu's birthday, Qiangu Qitian lived in the room that Leng Yaozhu had always prepared for Leng Yulai.

Thinking of that day, Leng Yulai swallowed back the words that were about to come out of his mouth.

Qiangu Qitian said solemnly:
"Listen, Super Douluo! My room is filled with dead air. What are you doing in there?!"

Leng Yulai subconsciously grasped the Demon Sword in his hand.

Her actions naturally did not escape Qiangu Qitian's eyes.

Silence fell in the room.

Qiangu Qitian had no intention of continuing to question, he put the bowl in his hand on the bedside table.

"This is medicine that nourishes the soul. Remember to drink it."

His voice was cold and without a trace of emotion.

After saying that, he left the room directly.

"Snapped!"

Leng Yulai stared blankly at the closed door, like a child who had done something wrong, feeling a little at a loss.

The reason why she didn't put the Demon Sword back into the sea of ​​spiritual consciousness was because she was afraid that the intense pain would make her unable to hold back and make a sound.

But she also didn't expect that Qiangu Qitian's perception would be so sharp.

Leng Yulai was very frightened by Qiangu Qitian's change of attitude. It was obviously not like this yesterday...

The medicine in the bowl was still steaming, and its rich aroma began to spread throughout the room.

Leng Yulai picked up the bowl and drank from it in small sips.

What's wrong with me?
Inexplicable worries about gains and losses made Leng Yulai feel empty and uncomfortable.

"Yulai, long time no see."

An old voice sounded directly in Leng Yulai's mind.

She was alert at once, but gradually regained her composure. She recalled the spiritual power that had made her afraid to act rashly last night.

After trying to recall it in his mind, Leng Yulai found the owner of the voice that matched this voice in his mind.

"You are...Qiangu Dieting?"

"Haha, you are so disrespectful. After all, your father and I are of the same generation."

Qiangu Dieting was not angry, but more of a teasing one.

"The man who saved you yesterday is my grandson and your sister's disciple. His name is Qiangu Qitian."

"So that brat's name is Qiangu Qitian... Wait, grandson?!"

The expressions of Leng Yulai and her sister when they learned of Qiangu Qitian's identity were not only unrelated, but also exactly the same.

"Ahem... this is not the point." Qiangu Dieting did not want to talk about the past, so he got back to the topic.
"Your spiritual sea was damaged so badly, probably because of nourishing that little sword."

Even though Qiangu Dieting had revealed the truth, Leng Yulai did not show any panic.

Only those who have faced off against powerful beings in the Divine Origin Realm know that in the face of such great power, there are no secrets.

"Let me tell you a story."

"Once upon a time, there was a family of three living in a small town. The father was a spirit master with good talent, and the mother was an unpopular young lady from a large family. They met during a trial on the Spirit Ascension Platform, and they fell in love at first sight and chose to start a family together. After being together for ten years, they gave birth to a little boy..."

"…The little boy witnessed the tragic plight of his parents. That day happened to be the boy's third birthday."

After listening to Qiangu Dieting's story, Leng Yulai felt a little dazed.

"So... the little boy in the story is Qiangu... Qi Tian."

Leng Yulai spoke with some difficulty.

No wonder Qiangu Qitian looks so mature and steady, no wonder...

"Yes, his parents are suspected to have died at the hands of an evil soul master. The reserve war god who was hunting down the fugitive was killed by the dark blood demon during an operation to eliminate evil soul masters. Even I find it difficult to investigate the truth of the incident."

"You have been in the Holy Spirit Church for so many years and you understand that evil is not exclusive to the Holy Spirit Church, but everyone in the Holy Spirit Church is evil."

Qiangudieting’s words made Leng Yulai even more uncomfortable.

She clenched the Demon Sword in her hand, then slowly released it, repeating this action over and over again.

"Yulai, I'm telling you this because I want you to do me a favor."

"You say."

"I would like to ask you to help me investigate whether there is an evil soul master codenamed Famine in the Holy Spirit Church."

According to Qiangudieting's investigation, the famine did not die at the hands of the reserve god of war, but escaped from Aolai City.

With the death of the would-be god of war, the fugitive codenamed Famine almost disappeared.

There is nothing wrong with classifying him as being killed by an evil soul master.

After all, all the blame for whatever happens in Douluo Continent can be put on the head of Holy Spirit Master.

The latter also welcomes everyone who comes.

This is also the reason for its notoriety.

"it is good."

Without any hesitation, Leng Yulai agreed.

Little boy, just consider it as something I owe you.

"Thank you."

……

After leaving the room, Qiangu Qitian no longer thought about his troubles.

The days ahead are still very long, and he has enough time to sort out his troubles.

(End of this chapter)