Douluo: Blade Template, Death Omen Approaching

Chapter 53 Blade: Life, Now Punishment

the other side.

Nottingham, the world outside the academy, was exceptionally peaceful. Sunlight filtered through the sparse clouds, casting a golden glow on the cobblestone streets.

The streets are lined with shady trees, and occasionally a few sparrows frolic happily on the branches.

Blade, the boy who immediately intimidated the academy upon arrival, walked along the road with a completely expressionless face.

He was dressed in a black bodysuit, the bandages on his shoulders fluttering in the wind, making him look dashing and heroic.

After a short period of time, more or less everyone in the academy knew that two freshmen had beaten up Master Gangzi outside the door as soon as they arrived!

Although most people haven't figured out who the two are yet because the master requested secrecy, some students could be heard whispering along the way!

Blade simply walked steadily along the road outside the academy and left.

Along the way, unlike the unsuspecting trainees, the uniformed guards who had received treatment for minor injuries all showed fear upon seeing the blade.

They bowed their heads and bent their backs, greeting Ren respectfully, as if afraid of offending this powerful young man.

After that incredible battle not long ago, the guards were already terrified of Ren and Tang San and dared not do anything to stop them.

Ren ignored the respectful attitude of the guards; his cold face was expressionless, as if everything was irrelevant to him.

The reason why Ren left at this moment is quite simple.

He disliked that noisy, mixed-gender dormitory that violated the Geneva Conventions.

They left the academy directly.

The sunlight shone on Ren, stretching his lonely figure long.

He walked with indifferent steps, gradually disappearing at the end of the street.

Only the gatekeepers remained, still in fear, watching the terrifying boy leave.

Soon,

The blade had already passed through the bustling street corner of Nottingham.

We arrived at the bustling street.

His appearance, as always,

It attracted attention from all around like a magnet.

Especially those young women and mature women from the Love Continent who had witnessed his brilliance before and were still unwilling to leave, would brave the scorching sun and hold up parasols to inquire about Blade's whereabouts.

He had also been followed the whole way, and Ren felt inexplicably irritated.

However, he was none other than He Xuren. With a swift and agile movement, he vanished into the crowd like a phantom, leaving the beautiful women unable to even see his shadow.

The blades that have been freed from these

We quickly found a ten-star hotel and booked a super deluxe king room, which had the best view and was the most luxurious room in the entire city of Nottingham.

This is a super deluxe king room, the suite is located on the top floor of the hotel, and has the best and most superior view in the entire city of Nottingham.

The system was giving away gold soul coins to this world as if they were free, and Ren had no desire to shop at all, so he couldn't possibly spend them all!

Moreover, he has absolutely no concept of money!

Tens of millions or even hundreds of millions of gold soul coins were nothing more than a numbers game to him, not worth his attention at all, and utterly insignificant.

After all, he was the Star Core Hunter with a bounty of 8.135 billion credits from the Interstellar Peace Corporation!

Those credits are universal currency; how can they be the same as the currency here? Compared to the Gold Soul Coins of this world, they are worlds apart, incomparable.

When he arrived at the hotel, at the front desk, the child-like Blade had never applied for any gold cards, black cards, super VIP cards or anything like that. He only had a lot of gold soul coins given to him by the system.

When making the payment,

Under the watchful eyes of the two young ladies at the front desk,

His hands, wrapped in layers of bandages, seemed ordinary, yet in the next moment they moved as if by magic.

That's like magic.

A swish,

A pile of glittering gold soul coins appeared from between the bandages!

The gold soul coins gleamed in the sunlight, dazzling the eye and making one wonder if it was a visual illusion.

Moreover, coupled with Blade's extraordinary good looks, which are beyond this world's average.

As always, it's amazing.

His face was like a meticulously sculpted work of art, every line perfectly flawless, and his deep eyes seemed to hold the stars and the sea, making him unforgettable at first glance.

And on top of that, they're spending money like water!

A gold-plated version of the "Pointed Knife Guy"!!!

The two receptionists were instantly captivated by him!

Although the two of them had met quite a few people in this kind of hotel.

But the two young ladies at the front desk were instantly captivated by this scene.

Their hearts raced, their cheeks flushed, and their eyes shone with surprise and anticipation. They initially thought that the rich young man had taken a liking to them and wanted to keep them as sugar daddies.

Blade didn't say a word, just gave them a cold look, and then casually tossed a large pile of gold soul coins onto the front desk as if throwing away an insignificant stone.

His movements were graceful and effortless, and his requirements were summarized in just a few words. He was handsome and cool throughout, exuding a powerful aura.

But when his youthful face and aloof demeanor contrasted sharply, it created a strangely endearing and quirky charm.

This stark contrast left the two young women thinking, "Fellow family members, who understands?"

Their hearts were filled with an impulse; they just wanted to pick up this adorable Blade, rub his soft cheeks, tease him, and see how cute this cool and handsome boy would look when he was being rubbed until he went crazy.

Blade, however, seemed completely oblivious to all of this. His gaze remained calm, as if his world were entirely different from others', and he was merely a passerby in this world, making a brief stopover.

Although the two felt guilty, they couldn't help but think this way, and their legs even went weak, and they wanted to take advantage of him!

I almost gave up my job at the front desk. After checking in the room for Ren, I locked the door and followed Ren inside!

However, Blade wasn't about to let them have their way, so he closed the door, thus ending this little incident.

At this moment, inside the luxury hotel,

Blade's figure quickly appeared on the balcony. He sat on the window, his back gently leaning against the window frame, appearing extremely aloof.

He gently held the sword named Zhili in his hands; the blade faintly revealed a cold light, which contrasted interestingly with his bloodshot eyes.

His gaze pierced through the street outside the window, watching the crowds coming and going.

Their lives are ordinary and real, completely different from the world of Blade.

There was no envy or longing in Ren's eyes, only a detached indifference, as if he had already seen through the world's prosperity and clamor, leaving only an unspeakable loneliness and determination in his heart.

Just as Ren came to his senses and wanted to open the system panel to try his luck at winning prizes, and to further improve himself...

suddenly,

In that very instant,

Blade's blood-red eyes narrowed slightly, like a beast sensing the presence of its prey.

His senses were exceptionally sharp, and he sensed a familiar aura wafting through the air.

His gaze quickly locked onto the scent, following it through the bustling streets and landing on a dimly lit alley.

There, he spotted a figure he hadn't seen in a long time—it was the little scoundrel's father, Tang Ritian!

This instantly filled Ren with excitement, and he looked on with a frenzy.

At first glance, Tang Hao's figure appeared exceptionally mysterious in the dimly lit alley.

He was still wearing that coarse cloth overcoat that covered his entire face, as if afraid that others wouldn't know his identity, deliberately creating an atmosphere of mystery.

The wrinkles in his coat cast shadows in the dim light, making him appear even more enigmatic.

At this moment, Tang Hao was like a lurking hunter, staring intently in a certain direction from the shadows, completely focused, even his breathing seemed to slow down, as if afraid of breaking the tranquility.

A strange excitement welled up in Blade's heart, and the corners of his mouth involuntarily turned up again, as he recalled the frenzied Blade during his battle with Tang Hao!

Soon, following Tang Hao's gaze, he saw that familiar pink figure again—Xiao Wu.

At this moment, Xiao Wu was asking around on the street, trying to find out the direction of the blade.

Seeing this, Ren's lips curled slightly. His gaze was like a sharp blade in ice, keen and profound. He quietly observed everything, his heart churning with emotion. He understood the situation instantly.

Tang Hao's family is using the same old tricks again, raising a 100,000-year spirit ring for themselves. Are they looking for one for their son?

A smirk appeared on his lips, his bloodshot eyes filled with madness and excitement.

In his view, the actions of Tang Hao's family were nothing more than a repetition of history, a cycle of fate.

They planned meticulously, yet inadvertently revealed their ambition.

The corners of Ren's mouth curled up slightly, the curve seemingly mocking the absurdity of it all.

His bloodshot eyes gleamed in the night, like will-o'-the-wisps in the abyss, and the emotions of madness and excitement were almost overflowing from his eyes.

Soon, something came to mind.

He took out the flowerpot of the Blue Silver Emperor, and with the cleavage sword, he cut his palm, and blood flowed out like a red thread, the rich blood slowly nourishing the Blue Silver Emperor.

The power contained within its blood made the Blue Silver Emperor appear even more vibrant.

He suddenly remembered Xiao Wu beating up Tang San, and then looked at the Blue Silver Emperor in front of him.

She beat up Tang Hao?

Is karma hereditary?

But it's just as well. The whole family inherited the spirit beast's traits and suffered retribution. Can't the consequences be passed on to others?

He felt that a surprise was about to await him.

Blade gently lifted the Blue Silver Emperor with one hand.

Sunlight streamed into the luxurious yet tranquil room like flowing water, dappling the leaves of the Blue Silver Emperor tree with light and shadow, reflecting a vibrant green landscape.

Nourished by the blood of the blade, the Blue Silver Emperor seemed to be reborn. Every leaf of hers shone brightly in the sunlight, as if announcing her revival to the world.

He watched intently as the Blue Silver Emperor danced in the light and shadow, a silent revelry, a celebration of life.

A barely perceptible smile appeared on Ren's lips; his heart was filled with the thrill of the impending revelation.

The room was so quiet you could hear a heartbeat. Blade's voice shattered the silence; his whispers to the Blue Silver Emperor sounded like an ancient incantation, or the murmur of a madman.

"Life has become a punishment."

The words echoed in the air, carrying an indescribable magic.

A fanatical glint flashed in Ren's eyes. He seemed to see the future, the predicament Tang Hao was trapped in because of his scheme, and the Blue Silver Emperor becoming the sharpest sword in his hand, aimed directly at Tang Ritian's heart!

(End of this chapter)