Douluo: Blade Template, Death Omen Approaching

Chapter 72 The Gears of Fate Begin to Turn (Together)

Upon witnessing this scene, the men in black...

Their faces instantly lost all color, turning as pale as paper. Their eyes widened, their pupils contracted sharply, as if they were witnessing the end of the world.

A storm raged within them; this scene was beyond their comprehension, leaving them unable to believe their eyes.

At this moment, around Ren's tall figure, eight 100,000-year-old red soul rings circled beneath his feet, illuminating the surrounding darkness like blazing flames.

These spirit rings not only left the dozens of native assassins present speechless,

Even Zhu Zhuqing, who was protected by the sword energy, couldn't help but open her mouth slightly. Her face showed the most shocked and exaggerated expression she had ever had in her life! Her eyes were filled with disbelief, and she even forgot to breathe.

In their minds, a Soul Master with a 100,000-year Soul Ring is already a legendary figure. Such a person is almost invincible and can sweep away all opponents.

However, the Blade before them was surrounded by eight 100,000-year soul rings. Such strength was beyond description.

I thought that having a 100,000-year spirit ring was already legendary, and that such a person would be invincible in the world.

Whose subordinate is this, that he could be so terrifying?!

The leader of the men in black, who had initially held onto a sliver of hope, was now trembling with fear, like a leaf swaying in the wind.

He had just thought that even if the other side had some skill, they were numerous and powerful, and therefore not a threat. However, at this moment, he deeply regretted his arrogance and underestimation of the enemy.

His body involuntarily moved backward, his legs almost giving way and unable to support his weight.

He knew he had made an irreparable mistake. Faced with such an opponent, they were as insignificant as ants, and this battle was doomed to failure from the very beginning.

Without even thinking, he immediately prepared to run!

"He's a monster."

Soon, the leader of the men in black broke the silence of the night with his voice. His shouts were filled with terror and urgency, and they echoed across the empty battlefield, instantly sobering up all the men in black who were still hesitating.

They didn't even have time to think; they turned around reflexively and ran away as if a ferocious beast was chasing them.

"Get out of there! He's a monster!!"

These words were like a death knell, instantly shattering the last vestiges of fighting spirit in the hearts of all the men in black.

They scattered like headless flies, desperately trying to get as far away from that figure that resembled the Grim Reaper as possible.

Blade's eyes narrowed slightly, a cold glint flashing within them. Blood energy swirled around him, creating a suffocating sense of oppression.

He prepared to swing his sword again, unleashing several deadly sword energies to wipe out the fleeing enemies.

However, at that moment, Zhu Zhuqing below seemed to finally realize that the assassins who threatened her had scattered and fled, and her tense nerves collapsed at that moment.

Her face was as pale as paper, and her lips were bloodless. Suddenly, she felt a sweet taste in her throat, and a mouthful of blood gushed out of her mouth, splattering on the ground in a particularly glaring way.

Zhu Zhuqing clutched her lower abdomen, the pain making it impossible for her to stand. Her legs buckled, and she collapsed to her knees, her body swaying precariously.

Clearly, the hidden injuries she sustained in the previous battle had flared up violently, making it impossible for her to remain strong.

Seeing this, Ren did not pursue them further, but slowly descended from mid-air to Zhu Zhuqing's side.

"Thank you, my benefactor."

Despite the excruciating pain, Zhu Zhuqing maintained her last shred of consciousness. She looked up at the blade, her voice weak but filled with gratitude.

Her eyes were filled with reverence and gratitude for the blade; it was a voice from the bottom of her heart.

Ren merely glanced at Zhu Zhuqing, his gaze remaining cold and devoid of much emotion.

He sheathed the fragmented sword, held it close to his chest, and then calmly spoke to the Blue Silver Emperor, who had been lying in ambush behind him:

"It's up to you now."

Immediately after speaking, Ren turned and left without pausing, leaving Zhu Zhuqing with only a tall and straight back. That back looked particularly firm in the night, like an unshakable mountain, giving Zhu Zhuqing a strange sense of security.

His clothes fluttered gently as he turned, the black hem like wings in the night wind, brushing past Zhu Zhuqing's eyes and drifting into the deepest part of her heart at that moment.

In Zhu Zhuqing's drowsy mind, the last thought that remained was this: this back view would become an unforgettable memory for her.

Just as Zhu Zhuqing's full body was about to collapse due to exhaustion, several golden-blue vines, radiating red and green light, stretched out as if they were alive, gently supporting Zhu Zhuqing who was about to fall.

These vines, like meticulously crafted works of art, are both resilient and full of life, gently lifting Zhu Zhuqing so that she wouldn't fall onto the cold ground.

At the same time, a gentle voice rang in Zhu Zhuqing's ears, a voice as warm and caring as a spring breeze.

"Don't worry, the enemy has been secretly dealt with by the people of my domain, and you are safe now," the voice said, as if gently comforting a frightened child.

"Now, all you need to remember is that it was I who saw your extraordinary talent and recommended you to my master as his apprentice, which is why I stepped in to save you. Don't disappoint me." The Blue Silver Emperor's voice whispered in Zhu Zhuqing's ear, like a murmur in the night, full of mystery and anticipation.

As he spoke, Lan Yinhuang gently smoothed Zhu Zhuqing's hair, which had become somewhat disheveled from her escape, with his tender and delicate touch. It was like a mother comforting her child, or like seeing off a warrior about to embark on a new journey.

Zhu Zhuqing's eyes became even more unfocused at this moment. An unprecedented warm current surged in her heart. It was an expectation for the unknown future and gratitude for the mysterious person in front of her.

"Hmm," Zhu Zhuqing murmured softly, her voice trembling with disbelief.

At this moment, she was surrounded by a rich and warm aura, which, like the warm spring sun, permeated every cell of her body, allowing her spirit to gradually recover and preventing her from falling into a coma due to physical exhaustion.

Her eyes slowly opened, and what came into view was the stunningly beautiful face of the Blue Silver Emperor, so close to her. His beauty was like that of a god descending from heaven, making people dare not look directly at him, yet unable to look away.

Lan Yinhuang's few words flooded into Zhu Zhuqing's mind like a tidal wave, the sheer volume of information making her feel dizzy.

An unparalleled powerhouse with eight 100,000-year soul rings wants to take her as a disciple? And she possesses extraordinary talent? Will he step in to save her?

These messages thundered through Zhu Zhuqing's mind like a bomb, each one enough to stir up a storm in the heart of this ordinary girl.

It would be completely impossible for a normal person to process this information in less than a few weeks or even a month!

The fact that such a powerful being would descend upon her, a stray little wildcat, made Zhu Zhuqing feel as if it were a dream.

In her entire life, she never dared to imagine that she would have such an opportunity to gain the favor of such a powerful person.

And now, this powerful man not only saved her, but also wants to take her as his disciple?!

This news was simply unbelievable to Zhu Zhuqing. She felt like she was walking on clouds, and everything seemed so unreal and unbelievable.

Her heart was racing, her breathing was rapid, and the Blue Silver Emperor in front of her was becoming increasingly blurry. She even began to wonder if she was hallucinating because of her severe injuries.

Zhu Zhuqing's heart was in turmoil. From the moment she escaped from the Star Luo Empire, she had been pursuing power, no longer wanting to be a pawn of her family, no longer wanting to be manipulated by others, and no longer wanting to accept the tragic fate that was already destined for her.

She longed to become stronger, to control her own destiny, and to one day stand among the strong, no longer subject to bullying.

However, when such good fortune actually came her way, she felt as if she were in a dream. Everything was so wonderful that she couldn't believe it. She even wondered if it was a hallucination before she died, or her last fantasy as her life was about to end.

She stared blankly at the Blue Silver Emperor before her, and couldn't help but gently pinch her chubby, fair cheeks with her fingers, trying to confirm the reality of it all through the pain.

Her movements were clumsy yet endearing, revealing her inner turmoil and helplessness.

This scene naturally did not escape Lan Yinhuang's notice. She covered her mouth and chuckled, her eyes revealing tenderness and amusement. She gently grasped Zhu Zhuqing's small hand, a hand that was warm and strong, and said with a smile:

"Little girl, this is real, don't worry it's just an illusion. Now all you have to do is wait quietly, and I will help you recover your body immediately, and then take you to see your future master."

Zhu Zhuqing was completely shocked by these words. Her eyes welled up with emotion, and tears swirled in her eyes before slowly sliding down her cheeks.

Her heart was pounding so hard it felt like it was going to burst out of her chest, and her throat felt like it was blocked, making her unable to speak.

Tears slid down her cheeks and dripped onto Blue Silver Emperor's hand. Each glistening tear seemed to be the most sincere expression of her innermost feelings and the beginning of her infinite anticipation for the future.

Zhu Zhuqing's heart was filled with bitterness. She recalled the cruelty of her family; from the moment she was born, she was bound to a philandering man who disgusted her. She once thought this was the greatest misfortune of her life, but she never imagined that the torment of fate would go far beyond that. Her own sister even turned against her, sending assassins to hunt her down, leaving her with no hope of survival in that empire.

Now, facing the woman before her, and those crimson moons she had just witnessed—moments she would likely never forget—and the imposing and captivating figure who was about to become her master, Zhu Zhuqing's heart was filled with turbulent emotions. In such a short time, she had received such an immense opportunity, something that could change the course of her life.

Zhu Zhuqing's chest heaved, her emotions running high. A few hot tears streamed down her cheeks and fell to the ground. At that moment, the grievances, fears, despair, and hope in her heart intertwined, forming a powerful force that led her to make a decision.

Without the slightest hesitation, she nodded vigorously, her eyes firm and bright, as if she had found a guiding light in her life and was unwilling to let go. After all, such an opportunity was right in front of her, and she could not afford to have any room for hesitation or thought.

That powerful master with all red spirit rings—this was an opportunity she might never encounter again in her life.

Zhu Zhuqing felt as if her fate had finally been completely changed; she seemed to see a path to becoming a powerful person unfolding before her. She knew...

From this moment on, her life will no longer belong to darkness, but to light, to the future that will allow her to spread her wings and fly.

"Okay, I wasn't mistaken. You're aware of what's going on."

Blue Silver Emperor's voice carried a hint of approval, and a glint of satisfaction flashed in her eyes.

"It's not convenient to talk here. I'll take you to the city and pick out some suitable clothes for you. Otherwise, it wouldn't be very polite for you to go to see your master with all this blood on you."

Zhu Zhuqing looked up at Lan Yinhuang. From these words, she understood that it was this older sister in front of her who had spoken well of her prospective master, which allowed her to encounter such a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

Although she seemed to have never seen the Blue Silver Emperor before, nor did she understand why she had gained her favor, her intelligence told her that now was not the time to ask questions.

She hesitated for a moment, unsure how to address the beautiful older sister who was helping her recover.

Her mind raced, a blush rose to her cheeks, and she spoke cautiously:

"Should I address you as 'Master's Wife'?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Blue Silver Emperor was stunned for a while, and an awkward silence fell between the two of them.

Zhu Zhuqing noticed that Lan Yinhuang's cheeks were turning red at a visible speed, and even the breathing that had helped her recover became unstable. She quickly apologized:

"Did I say something wrong? I'm sorry!!"

Blushing, Blue Silver Emperor remained silent for a moment, then, regaining his senses, whispered:

"It's alright, I'm just a servant under my master. Just call me by my full name, Blue Silver Emperor. My master also addresses me by my full name."

Zhu Zhuqing's expression was slightly incredulous; she hadn't expected that the older sister in front of her was actually her master's servant.

A complex mix of emotions welled up within her, a mixture of surprise at the Blue Silver Emperor's identity and an even stronger interest in the powerful figure who was about to become her master.

She secretly made up her mind that no matter what, she would seize this opportunity to become stronger, to live up to the expectations of the Blue Silver Emperor, and to live up to her new life that was about to begin.

"Let's go. On the way, I'll introduce you to your future master in more detail."

Lan Yinhuang's words were gentle yet firm. She gently supported Zhu Zhuqing's arm, helping her to slowly stand up.

Zhu Zhuqing felt the warmth and strength of Lan Yinhuang's palm, and that power seemed to be transmitted to her heart, gradually calming her originally chaotic state of mind.

"Um!!"

(End of this chapter)