Douluo Continent: The Twin Sons of the Styx River, Shaking the World and Destroying the Heavens

Chapter 16 What right does someone like me have to speak to you?

But at that moment, a figure descended from the sky and landed in his arms.

The person who came was Xia Die. It was already night when she came out, and she was going to stay in the Starry Sky Forest for a while.

The system assigned her a task.

[Ding! Rescue Zhang Lexuan]

[Reward: Two Memory Echo Fragments]

She merely glanced indifferently at the Gale Winged Tiger that had caught up with her.

When Gale Winged Tiger saw Xia Die, it ran away immediately. That girl, wasn't she the one that little tyrant was with? If it provoked her, wouldn't it risk its life?

Food can be found again, but once you lose your life, it's truly gone.

They just let the ducks run away.

Zhang Lexuan looked at the purple-haired girl, who had put herself down and was about to leave.

"Wait a minute, miss."

"What's wrong."

Xia Die looked at Zhang Lexuan and said in a calm tone.

The sound has a complex blend of warm and cool tones.

"Um, thank you for saving me."

Zhang Lexuan looked at the purple-haired girl and felt something different about her.

Xia Die then turned to Zhang Lexuan and said, "Your Excellency, do you think someone like me, who is different from you, would thank me?"

Zhang Lexuan's pupils widened in shock as she realized that this purple-haired girl was not like ordinary people.

Is she a soul beast?
Zhang Lexuan dismissed the idea. Although the transformation of soul beasts into human form was possible, it was simply unrealistic for soul beasts at present.

Because no 100,000-year-old soul beast is willing to take human form, and no one wants to give up the power they have cultivated before.

The price of transforming into human form is too high, which means that one must start cultivating from scratch and will be at the weakest level.

Of course, some special soul beasts are not like this, such as the Emperor Beast.

However, there are also advantages to taking human form. After taking human form, one will not have to undergo tribulation by lightning, and after reaching level 70, one will truly become a complete human.

However, before that, it must not be discovered by human powerhouses. Soul masters below the Title Douluo level will not be able to detect it, but Title Douluo level powerhouses can easily see through the disguise of a 100,000-year-old soul beast in human form.

Of course, emperors and auspicious beasts are an exception.

"Alright, I know what you're thinking. You just think I look like a soul beast in human form. I disagree with that idea. You, like those other people, were called a 'freak' or 'oddball' when you were born because of your unusual appearance."

"No, no, I'm sorry, that's not my opinion."

"If that's the case, I shouldn't have saved you; you would have been torn to pieces by that kitten."

"I……"

Seeing Xia Die turn to leave, Zhang Lexuan's heart tightened, and her fingertips unconsciously twisted the hem of her clothes—it seemed she had really angered her.

The words were cut off abruptly. A sharp attack ripped through the air, carving a trench over ten feet long in the ground between the two. Xia Die, wielding the purple scythe, paused slightly, the blade still trembling. She glanced at Zhang Lexuan, her eyes like icy amethyst.

"Fine, someone like me isn't worthy of your words." Her knuckles gripping the sickle turned white, the purple blade reflecting the corner of her cold smile. As she turned, the wind she stirred up swept pebbles across the edge of the ravine.

"I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to!" Zhang Lexuan clutched the hem of her clothes and took half a step after him, her voice trembling. "Can you tell me your name? I'll definitely find a way to make it up to you... My name is Zhang Lexuan."

Her throat felt like it was being strangled by vines. She bit her lower lip hard, her nails almost digging into her palms—she was her savior, yet she had to rub salt in her wounds. Zhang Lexuan, Zhang Lexuan, you're utterly stupid! "Xia Die." Her hand holding the scythe fell limp, her purple eyes sweeping over the charred ravine she had carved. "Just a cursed jinx." Her voice was like an icicle submerged in a cold pool, chilling enough to cut.

As for Zhang Lexuan, whom Xia Die knew, she was the senior sister of Shrek Academy's inner court, her martial soul was the Moon, and she was Bei Bei's childhood sweetheart.

But the tragic annihilation of the Zhang family—the fire that ravaged their mansion—was most likely orchestrated by Shrek Academy in secret.

Perhaps it's truly laughable that she would aid her enemy's henchman. Perhaps until the very last moment, Zhang Lexuan would never realize the deep-seated, irreconcilable hatred that the person she considered her savior carried.

Xia Die's pupils contracted sharply—two phantoms were floating behind Zhang Lexuan, like souls condensed from mist, overlapping and intertwining, with faint light appearing and disappearing at the edges of their outlines, so eerie that they seemed not to belong to this world.

"You'd better look back." Xia Die's voice was as cold as ice, her gaze fixed on the two illusory figures behind Zhang Lexuan, her tone carrying a hint of sinister chill.

With a gentle touch, Xia Die revealed the two souls to Zhang Lexuan, and a few clear tears streamed down her face.
With a light tap of her fingertips, Xia Die revealed two ethereal souls to Zhang Lexuan. In an instant, tears streamed uncontrollably down her cheeks, dripping onto her clothes.

"Dad, mom."

Zhang Lexuan's throat tightened, and she staggered forward, only to grasp nothingness in her hands. The transparent outlines of her parents trembled slightly in the halo of light, and her trembling fingertips pierced through her soul, leaving only scalding tears falling and shattering on the cold ground.

"I'm sorry to bother you, but it's really not a good place to stay for long." Xia Die's tone was gentle, and her eyes were full of apology.

"it is good."

…………

A quarter of an hour later, a staggering figure stumbled in. Xuanzi's hair fell messily across his forehead, his pale face still bearing the lingering haze of the "Immortal's Intoxication" drug, but his eyes burned with a searing anxiety. The potent drug had kept him asleep for a full day and night, and when he opened his eyes, the familiar warmth beside the bed was gone.

He frantically searched every corner until he caught sight of the devastation in the courtyard ruins—broken black iron sword blades mixed with the stark white bones of inner court students, the brutal atmosphere of battle palpable. Trembling, he shoved through the remains, but found not a single item belonging to Zhang Lexuan. This only fueled the flickering flame of hope within him.

Just then, a whooshing sound ripped through the silence, and five sharp claws, gleaming with a cold, eerie blue light, descended with earth-shattering force. Xuanzi's hair stood on end; flames and a whirlwind, carrying a sweet, metallic scent, rushed towards him. He roared, his martial spirit suddenly manifesting, his fierce soul power condensing into a shield in his palm, the solemnity in his eyes almost tangible. Where the claw shadows passed, space distorted, and the ground exploded, cracking into a spiderweb of fissures. In that instant, only a direct confrontation could break the deadlock.

“Red King, Bear Lord.” Xuanzi’s pupils contracted slightly as his gaze swept over the two familiar figures, but he tensed up abruptly when he saw the third person.

The young man had striking features, with sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, but the slight curve of his lips carried a hint of wickedness. With each step he took, the ground beneath his feet rippled with a ghostly green, and the trees along the roadside suddenly twisted and grew—their bark cracked open, revealing countless eyes that gleamed with an amber light. The shadows of the trees on the ground seemed to tremble and sway with the young man's steps, as if they were alive.

Xuanzi stared at the eerie aura surging around the young man, a chill creeping into his heart. This kind of pressure was far beyond that of ordinary soul beasts, yet he searched his memory to the utmost and found not a single piece of information matching it. In fact, not only him, but no one in the entire human world had ever witnessed such a being—the eerie light swirling around the young man was none other than the most mysterious demonic spirit among the Ten Great Ferocious Beasts.

"You Gluttonous Douluo!" Xiong Jun's powerful roar shook the air, and his dark golden fur stood on end. "How dare you run wild on my territory and even hurt my people! If you don't give me an explanation today, don't even think about taking a single step out of here!" He stomped his foot heavily, and the ground instantly cracked, with rubble shooting into the sky like cannonballs. His killing intent was almost tangible.

"Give me an explanation?" Xuanzi's soul power surged violently, his hair stood on end, and his eyes were bloodshot and almost bursting with fury. "I'm the one who should be settling scores with you! Twelve genius disciples from Shrek Academy were all devoured by that beast, leaving not even bones behind!" He suddenly took a step forward, and the ground beneath his feet exploded with a loud bang. "Stop playing dumb and hand over that beast at once!"

Xiong Jun let out a sneer, his thick arms crossed over his chest, the dark gold patterns on his body gleaming coldly: "Shrek's ability to turn the tables has truly reached a level of perfection. If you hadn't repeatedly trespassed into the Star Dou Great Forest to hunt soul beasts, why would my clan have retaliated?" His enormous bear paw slammed heavily on the ground, stirring up a thousand waves of dust. "Don't you humans understand the principle of the survival of the fittest better than anyone else? A dignified level 98 Super Douluo, unable to even protect your own students, yet you come to my territory to run wild—who would believe that if word got out, Crimson King, Demon Spirit, do you believe it?"

Xiong Jun roared angrily, "Xuanzi, are you here to cause trouble?"

Xuanzi retorted coldly, "If you know what's good for you, get out of my way. I don't have time to waste with you right now."

Xiong Jun's eyes flashed with a fierce light, and his voice boomed like a bell: "You're not leaving today without giving me an explanation, unless you want to stir up another beast tide!"

Xuanzi sneered, his eyes full of disdain: "Don't try to threaten me with the beast tide, I won't fall for that! Since you insist on stopping me, then let's fight!"

Xiong Jun turned to the two people beside him and raised his chin: "Come on then, do you think I'm afraid of you? Crimson King, Demon Spirit, come at me together!"

Xuanzi's eyes widened in anxiety: "Wait, isn't it supposed to be a one-on-one fight between the two of us?"

Xiong Jun grinned, revealing his gleaming white fangs, his tone full of provocation: "It's a one-on-one fight—the three of us against you!"

Regardless of whether Xuanzi agreed or not, the three attacked directly. Normally, if Xuanzi encountered Xiong Jun, he wouldn't act like this; at least he could run away. But this time there were three of them, plus the one who claimed to be a demon spirit, who was at least 200,000 years old.

On the other side, inside a cave.

Xia Die sat cross-legged, opposite Zhang Lexuan curled up on the now-cold stone bed. Her eyes were tightly closed, her pale cheeks devoid of color, and her forehead was already soaked with cold sweat, large beads of sweat rolling down her jawline. Her beautiful face was slightly contorted with pain, and her eyelashes cast uneasy shadows beneath her eyes, clearly trapped in a nightmare from which she could not escape.

It seems that learning the truth has had a great impact on her. I never expected Shrek would do something like this.

(End of this chapter)