Douluo Unrivaled: The Beginning Materializes the Black Abyss and White Flowers

Chapter 412 Lu Jingming's Purpose
The Demon Emperor arrived suddenly and left even more swiftly.

Seeing the Demon Emperor retreat so decisively, Bibi Dong, protected behind Qian Renxue, had a surge of almost tangible resentment and coldness in her purplish-black eyes.

She gripped the Rakshasa Scythe tightly in her hand, her knuckles turning white from the force.

Almost.

She was almost ambushed by the Demon Emperor, and she would never let this humiliation and debt go easily.

If she weren't in poor condition right now, and if the situation weren't so complicated with powerful enemies all around, she would definitely have chased after that beast who dared to offend the divine might and torn it to pieces.

However, the reality is that she had just been saved by her daughter, and the true nature of Lu Jingming, who had forced the Demon Emperor to retreat with a single word, secretly alarmed her.

An unprecedented sense of frustration and loss of control gnawed at her heart like a venomous snake.

She had traversed a life of great power and scheming against the world, but had she ever suffered such repeated setbacks and... "charity"?
Lu Jingming didn't even glance at the departing Demon Emperor. His gaze slowly swept over everyone in the arena, finally settling on Bibi Dong, whose aura was unstable and whose eyes were complicated. A barely perceptible smile seemed to appear at the corner of his mouth.

He withdrew his gaze and instead focused on Qian Renxue, his face still bearing that calm and serene smile:
"Sister Xue, we are entrusting our Empress to you."

Qian Renxue glanced at Lu Jingming, nodded slightly, and then turned to Bibi Dong behind her, whose breathing was unsteady and whose eyes were sinister.

The mother and daughter's gazes met in the air, but there was no warmth, only the frost and estrangement accumulated over more than twenty years, and an indescribable complexity at this moment.

"follow me."

Qian Renxue's voice carried a calm tone, yet it concealed deep undercurrents.

"It's time for things between us to come to an end."

Bibi Dong was taken aback, a hint of surprise flashing in her eyes, which then turned into sarcasm.

She glanced coldly at Jing Yuan, Xiao Wu, and Huo Yuhao, whose body had just been returned to him by Electrolux and whose condition was clearly off.

Reason told her that in her current injured state, she had no chance of winning against three god-level powerhouses and the unfathomable Lu Jingming and his group.

Moreover, Qian Renxue's attitude is already clear: she will not stand on her side.

More importantly, Qian Renxue's words "to end it" were like a needle, piercing the taut string deep within her heart.

There is indeed a need for a thorough reckoning between them, whether it be hatred, indifference, or the forcibly suppressed and distorted emotions.

"it is good."

Bibi Dong's voice was icy cold, carrying the arrogance of a Rakshasa God and a hint of reckless desperation.

"I'd like to see what you're really up to."

Having received Bibi Dong's permission, Qian Renxue said no more and nodded slightly to Lu Jingming.

Immediately, golden divine light surged around her, and the Angelic Holy Sword slashed through the air, easily tearing open a stable spatial passage.

She didn't look at Bibi Dong again and walked straight in.

Bibi Dong snorted coldly, suppressing the churning blood and qi within her body and the numbness brought on by the electromagnetic force eroding her soul. She gripped the Rakshasa Demon Scythe tightly and followed without hesitation.

The purplish-black evil energy and the brilliant golden light disappeared together at the end of the spatial passage, leaving only slowly closing spatial ripples.

The feud between this mother and daughter is something outsiders cannot interfere with or judge.

Whether the final outcome is a reconciliation or a complete break, one thing is certain: the paranoid and insane Rakshasa Goddess Bibi Dong will never again be able to rule the Martial Soul Empire as Empress.

This is not only because Lu Jingming does not allow it, but also because Qian Renxue already possesses the strength and determination to take his place.

After watching the two deities depart, Lu Jingming acted as if he had dealt with a trivial matter, and easily turned his gaze to the remaining people in the room.

His gaze first fell on Jing Yuan, and a playful smile appeared on his face as he asked, "Should I call you General, or Senior Brother?"

Upon hearing this, Jing Yuan was visibly taken aback.

A hint of surprise flashed in his golden eyes, which always carried a lazy smile, and then his gaze subconsciously drifted to Jingliu, who stood beside Lu Jingming with a cold and aloof expression.

In an instant, he seemed to understand something, the surprise on his face turned into realization, and then a more genuine smile appeared.

The array blade in his hand vanished without a trace, and he waved his hand casually: "So it's Junior Brother."

His tone was relaxed and natural.

"There's no need to be formal with the immortal ship. Just call me Senior Brother. In this world, there is no Shence General, only Jing Yuan."

This simple conversation reveals the connection between the two—they are fellow disciples from the same school.

This shared history instantly dissolved much of the potential distance that might have existed due to unclear stances.

However, Xiao Wu, standing to the side, did not feel relaxed at all.

Her pink eyes were filled with vigilance, her gaze mainly fixed on Jingliu and Guyuena.

The feeling Jingliu gave her was like a peerless, deadly weapon concealed in an invisible scabbard. Although it was not drawn, the extreme sharpness and cold killing intent that it faintly revealed had already made her soul tremble.

What made her feel even more suppressed and uncomfortable, stemming from her very life instincts, was Gu Yuena.

It was a kind of absolute suppression of the inferior by the superior, stemming from blood ties.

Although Xiao Wu has become a god and her life level has undergone a transformation, her origins are still connected to the bloodline of soul beasts.

Gu Yuena, as a half-dragon god and the Silver Dragon King, the ruler of all soul beasts, has bloodlines that represent supreme dominion and majesty to all soul beasts in the world.

Faced with this dragon's might, Xiao Wu felt as if she had been stripped of her divine robes and turned back into the weak, soft-boned rabbit she once was. She subconsciously tensed her body and silently took a step closer to Huo Yuhao, seeking a sense of security.

As for Electrolux, after confirming that the greatest threat, Bibi Dong, had left, his god-level power, which he had forcibly activated with the core of the Herrscher of Knowledge, finally reached its limit.

Huo Yuhao's control of his body was silently returned, and Electrolux's weary consciousness once again sank into the depths of his spiritual sea, falling into repair and slumber.

Having regained control of his body, Huo Yuhao's eyes were empty and blank.

Although his second personality was sealed deep within his consciousness, he was like an immersive bystander to everything that happened in the outside world, seeing it clearly and feeling it deeply.

He "saw" himself joining the evil Holy Spirit Cult and becoming an enemy of his former comrades and Shrek Academy.

"Seeing" oneself controlling the undead scourge, slaughtering living beings.

Seeing how he used the Blue Silver Emperor Soul Bone to tempt and coerce his senior brother Bei Bei, who treated him like a younger brother, into betraying his principles, his hands stained with blood, and falling into endless darkness... each and every one of these events was like a red-hot dagger, repeatedly cutting into his soul, bringing endless pain and self-loathing.

Although his second personality killed Dai Huabin, indirectly avenging part of his mother's death and giving him a twisted sense of pleasure that swept through the darkest corner of his heart, it was followed by an even more overwhelming sense of guilt and self-denial. This caused Huo Yuhao to become somewhat mentally disoriented for a time.

Lu Jingming's gaze calmly fell on the distraught Huo Yuhao, a half-smile playing on his lips, breaking the silence of the scene.

"Long time no see, Huo Yuhao."

"Judging from your expression, you must be feeling lost right now, unable to find a way out between sin and your own conscience?"

Huo Yuhao slowly raised his head, a sliver of focus finally returning to his empty eyes. He recognized the person before him and replied in a dry voice, "Lu Jingming..."

They didn't have much interaction, but Huo Yuhao was well aware of this person's mystery and power.

Lu Jingming ignored the complexity in his tone and uttered the words that were enough to shake Huo Yuhao's entire being:

“I know you’re confused right now, but if I told you that your mother Huo Yun’er’s soul is still alive and you still have a chance to resurrect her, would you still be confused?”

These words were like a thunderclap from the heavens, exploding in Huo Yuhao's mind!

"What did you say?!"

Huo Yuhao's eyes widened suddenly, and his body trembled violently with extreme excitement.

All the guilt towards Beibei and Tang Ya, the remorse caused by the actions of the second personality, and the confusion and helplessness about the future were all swept away by this earth-shattering news and thrown to the winds.

His mother, the eternal pain and longing in his heart, could there really be hope of her resurrection?!
"You heard that right."

Lu Jingming spoke with certainty and his words were clear.

“Your mother’s soul has not disappeared; it still exists intact.”

As he spoke, his gaze seemed to glance at Xiao Wu beside him, whether intentionally or unintentionally.

In this world, death is not the absolute end; as long as a soul exists, there is a possibility of reversing life and death.

The little girl in front of us is the most vivid example.

"My mother...where is she? Tell me, where is she?!"

Huo Yuhao could no longer suppress the turmoil in his heart. He completely forgot the difference in strength between the two sides and the potential threat. Like a drowning person who saw the only light in the darkness, he rushed towards Lu Jingming without regard for anything else, wanting to grasp this only hope.

He had also heard the story of Tang San, the Sea God, and longed for the phrase "Resurrect, my love." At this moment, that longing transformed into an incomparably burning desire.

"Zheng!"

The next moment, a purple scythe shrouded in an aura of death and a green longsword burning with tranquil flames crossed and blocked Huo Yuhao's path.

The butterflies and fireflies stood like two insurmountable barriers, silently restraining his impulse.

The chilling killing intent and the burning warning instantly cooled Huo Yuhao's feverish mind.

He stopped, took a deep breath, and forced himself to calm down, but the urgency and pleading in his eyes remained undiminished as he stared intently at Lu Jingming:
“Tell me, I’ll do anything for you, I’m willing to pay any price, as long as you can tell me where my mother’s soul is.”

However, Lu Jingming's answer once again exceeded his expectations.

"Price? I don't need you to pay any price."

Lu Jingming's lips curled up slightly, with an almost mischievous lightness.

"Your mother's soul is in the hands of the Sea God Tang San. Want to get your mother back? It's simple. Go to the God Realm, find the Sea God Tang San, and then... snatch her back from him."

"Sea God...Tang San?!"

Huo Yuhao was struck dumb, completely stunned.

He considered countless possibilities—perhaps it was some evil soul master, or some hidden force—but he never expected that the one who abducted his mother's soul was actually the legendary sea god.

Seeing Huo Yuhao's shocked and confused expression, Lu Jingming continued to drop bombshells:

"Huo Yuhao, have you never doubted how an ordinary person like you could have such incredible luck? A million-year-old soul beast delivered to your door, the divine sense of a powerful being from another world... It seems like all the good things in the world have fallen on your head."

"What...what do you mean? How do you know so much?!"

Huo Yuhao's doubts reached their peak, and Lu Jingming's words seemed to unveil a layer of mystery that he had been ignoring.

"How I know is not your concern."

Lu Jingming's tone carried an unquestionable indifference. Now, why should he need to explain his actions to others?
"What you should really care about is why the Sea God Tang San took your mother's soul."

"Why?" Huo Yuhao was indeed led astray and immediately pressed for an answer. Things related to his mother took precedence over everything else.

"Because you were originally the chosen one of destiny in the Douluo Continent, and you are almost certain to become a god in the future."

Lu Jingming revealed the truth.

"Tang San, the Sea God, does not hold a position in the God Realm as secure as it appears. He needs helpers, but they must be absolutely obedient and under his control. Your mother's soul is one of the shackles he uses to bind you and ensure your unwavering obedience to him."

He paused, looking at Huo Yuhao's suddenly pale face, and added:

"Of course, due to some variables, you are no longer favored by the destiny of Douluo Continent, but none of that matters to you. What matters is that if you want to save your mother, you must have enough power to ascend to the God Realm. In your current state, you cannot even unify your own power, let alone become a god, let alone snatch someone from a God King."

Lu Jingming's gaze deepened:

"So, accept reality, Huo Yuhao, have a good talk with the 'him' inside you—your second personality, and Ilex, learn to coexist, even merge, and unify all your powers. And... that bloodline power belonging to the Bu Li people that Hu Lei left you, I want to see how far you can go."

Why are you telling me all this? What is your purpose?

Huo Yuhao looked up at Lu Jingming, trying to discern something from his expression.

Lu Jingming smiled, his face showing a detached interest:

"I just think that if you could take this 'surprise' and rush up to the realm of gods, and stand in front of that scheming sea god, that scene... would be very interesting."

His gaze swept over Xiao Wu again, with a meaningful look in his eyes.

Perhaps, this "surprise" could be even bigger.

He didn't have any bad intentions; he just wanted to have some fun.

(End of this chapter)