Douluo: Martial Soul White Tiger, I am the White Emperor of Heaven

Chapter 189 ends prematurely, mother and son

When Dai Chengfeng first entered Death Valley, his soul power was only level 32, but thanks to the extraordinary power of his innate skill, his soul power has now reached level 37.

Such a speed of soul power enhancement is nothing short of a miracle, even in the entire history of the Douluo Continent.

However, Dai Chengfeng discovered a problem: the number of soul beasts in the middle of Death Valley was decreasing, and he could not normally encounter one in a day.

Moreover, even if you do encounter them, they are usually quite weak.

Otherwise, he felt that his soul power had a chance to reach level 40.

However, Dai Chengfeng also understood the reason behind it.

After all, the spirit beasts in Death Valley are not like those in an online game where the system automatically refreshes them; most of them were captured by the Spirit Hall and placed here.

After his large-scale massacre, it's no surprise that the already small number of soul beasts are now almost gone.

"No, should we go to the core area tomorrow?" Dai Chengfeng muttered to himself.

While the core area is dangerous, it is estimated to offer more opportunities.

Moreover, even after Qian Daoliu left, Dai Chengfeng could occasionally sense someone following him in the dark.

He knew that this person was probably sent by Bibi Dong to protect him, since Bibi Dong couldn't command Qian Daoliu.

"Now that someone is protecting me, the core area should be safe, right?"

After all, even if a Title Douluo really made a mistake, Death Valley simply couldn't contain him with the strength of a Title Douluo.

Therefore, even in the core area of ​​Death Valley, Dai Chengfeng estimated that the strongest beings there were probably only at the level of a Contra Douluo.

Just as Dai Chengfeng was pondering, a series of footsteps slowly approached.

"Hu Liena?"

But soon, Dai Chengfeng realized something was wrong.

The footsteps of the approaching person were heavy, clearly belonging to a man.

Just then, Hu Liena's respectful voice came from outside the tent: "Lord Ghost, what brings you here?"

"Ghostly?"

Upon hearing this, Dai Chengfeng realized that it was he who was secretly protecting me.

Thinking it over, Dai Chengfeng straightened his clothes, stepped out of the tent, saw Gui Mei, and politely asked, "Senior Gui Mei, what brings you here?"

Ghost looked at Dai Chengfeng and slowly said, "I just received a message from His Holiness the Pope that your Death Valley trial can end early."

Dai Chengfeng was instantly surprised, "Ended early?"

"How could it have ended early?"

Ghost shook his head. "Your Star Luo Empire is worried about your safety, so they sent people to Martial Soul City."

"His Holiness the Pope does not want to have a conflict with your Star Luo Empire, so he needs you to step forward and explain."

"After all, your experience in Spirit City was quite outrageous..."

“If you don’t show up, they won’t believe you, a ‘prisoner’ who has now transformed into the Pope’s disciple.”

Dai Chengfeng suddenly realized, "In that case, I will go with you, senior."

"Alright, pack up and let's go." Then, Ghost looked at Hu Liena, "You should come back with us too, otherwise it's too dangerous for you to be here alone."

"As for Xie Yue and Yan, Yue Guan is there, so you don't need to worry."

Hu Liena hesitated for a moment, glanced at Dai Chengfeng, and finally nodded, "Thank you, Senior Ghostly Charm."

Soon, the three of them packed up quickly and headed out of Death Valley.

At this moment, Dai Chengfeng was extremely curious about who the people from the Star Luo Empire would be this time.

Is it his own father, the emperor?
Impossible. Putting aside the fact that my father is extremely busy, his very identity makes it impossible for him to come to Wuhun City.

Could it be my mother? It's possible.

Thinking that he hadn't seen his mother for over five years, a glimmer of anticipation flashed in Dai Chengfeng's eyes. What was his mother's cultivation level now after consuming the immortal herb and the Great Rejuvenation Pill?
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In a side hall of the Papal Palace in Wuhun City.

At this moment, the atmosphere was tense and ready to fight.

Zhu Hongxiu sat in the luxurious chair, her brows furrowed, looking at Ling Yuan Douluo opposite her with eyes full of anger.

"Why hasn't His Holiness the Pope come to see us after we've been waiting for two days?"

"They said they had something to do on the first day, and we waited all day."

"But then something else happened the next day, and we had to wait until the next day again..."

"But today, Bibi Dong still hasn't shown up. Does your Spirit Hall really think our Star Luo Empire is easy to bully?"

"Or perhaps, our Chengfeng has already been..."

Upon hearing this, Lingyuan Douluo quickly waved his hand, a helpless expression on his face, and explained, "No, gentlemen, it's not that our Pope intentionally refuses to see us, but that he is waiting for someone."

"After all, this matter is a bit outrageous, and you may not believe it. You'll know once he tells you himself."

Her tone was sincere, and her eyes held a hint of apology.

"Who are you waiting for?"

Zhu Hongxiu's eyes were still full of anger as she pressed for an answer.

stomping on...

Just then, footsteps suddenly came from outside the side hall.

Sensing the presence outside the door, Lingyuan Douluo finally breathed a sigh of relief, a look of immense relief on his face, and said:
"When they arrive, you'll know."

Zhu Hongye and Zhu Hongxiu were filled with doubt. After a slight sensing, Zhu Hongye felt that the aura was somewhat familiar, but she couldn't remember who it was for a moment.

Zhu Hongxiu's body trembled instantly, her breathing became rapid, and a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes.

Although it had been more than five years since they last met, how could she mistake her son's familiar scent?
She stood up instinctively, her hands trembling slightly, staring intently at the doorway.

Soon, the door slowly opened, and Dai Chengfeng walked in.

He stood tall and straight, carrying with him a chilling aura that seemed to emanate from Death Valley.

"Chengfeng, Chengfeng..."

Looking at the handsome young man in front of her, Zhu Hongxiu could no longer suppress her emotions and called out excitedly, her voice filled with joy and heartache.

Although time has left its mark on Dai Chengfeng, the familiar features in his eyes still represent the child she longs for day and night.

She called out to Dai Chengfeng as she opened her arms and walked quickly toward him.

Seeing his mother, Dai Chengfeng quickly stepped forward and hugged her.

"Mother."

His voice was tinged with excitement, and his eyes were filled with longing for his loved ones.

At this moment, Zhu Hongye looked at the unharmed Dai Chengfeng, her eyes filled with relief, a faint smile playing on her lips, and she murmured softly:
"As long as you're safe, as long as you're safe..."

Zhu Hongxiu held Dai Chengfeng tightly, as if afraid that if she let go, her son would disappear.

She buried her head in Dai Chengfeng's shoulder, her tears soaking his clothes, her body trembling slightly.

She quickly looked up, carefully examining Dai Chengfeng's face, gently stroking his cheeks with both hands, her eyes filled with heartache, and asked with concern:
"Chengfeng, were you abused in the Spirit Hall?"

"If you do, tell your mother, don't be afraid!"

Her voice choked with emotion, her eyes filled with worry and anger, and she longed to seek justice for her son immediately.

(End of this chapter)