Douluo: Blade Template, Death Omen Approaching

Chapter 76: A Combination of Kindness and Strictness! (Together)

"Your Majesty, I have spoken too much."

Flander's voice trembled, his lips moving like withered leaves swaying in the wind, each opening and closing seeming exceptionally difficult.

His eyes were filled with terror and unease, like a wild beast trapped in a snare, helpless and desperate.

"But my determination to change in the future is genuine; I'm not lying to you!"

At this moment, Flander's voice rose a few decibels, and although it was still trembling, it revealed a sincere eagerness to prove himself.

His hands were clenched into fists, his knuckles turned white from the excessive force, and cold sweat poured down his forehead, clearly as he was trying his best to control his fear.

After all, he was at a loss for words. He never expected that even after revealing such a shocking secret, these two would show no fear whatsoever, and even dared to boast that they would deal with the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School?!

A storm raged within him, and his already chaotic thoughts became even more confused.

He was starting to suspect that they might be from the Spirit Hall, but the Spirit Hall didn't seem to have any Title Douluos with that kind of power.

These three-colored vines were truly something I'd never even heard of! His eyes were fixed on the Blue Silver Emperor, trying to find a flaw in her expression.

Soon, Flander's assurance was met with a nonchalant smile from the Blue Silver Emperor. The smile was as serene as the wind, as if everything was under her control.

Her eyes were deep, as if she could see through everything about Flanders.

"What has been will be again, what has been done will be done again."

There is nothing new under the sun.

Blue Silver Emperor's voice was calm yet powerful, as if she were stating an immutable truth. Her gaze pierced Flander's soul, sending a chill down his spine.

"Flanders, you understand this principle best, don't you?"

Blue Silver Emperor's words struck Flander's heart like a heavy hammer, leaving him with no way to escape or deny them.

This made his body tremble involuntarily.

Flander's eyes widened, his pupils contracted sharply, and he shook his head hurriedly, as if he were afraid that his sincerity would be misunderstood.

"No! Your Majesty! I am absolutely serious!"

"Under your supervision, from this moment forward, I will use all the money I've saved up to benefit ordinary people. This is my responsibility as a Soul Master."

Flanders' voice rose a few decibels, filled with urgency and determination, and his face was full of sincerity.

Blue Silver Emperor slowly approached Flander's side, her steps light and graceful, like leaving no trace in the snow.

She calmly put away the gold soul coin she had just thrown to him, her movements unhurried, as everything was under her control.

A slight smile played on her lips as she watched Flander's nervous expression with amusement.

The character of this college teacher cannot be summarized in just a few words, and what she just said was not without basis.

A hint of amusement flashed in Blue Silver Emperor's eyes. She knew Flander's past and was well aware of his true nature, and at this moment, Flander's determination seemed genuine.

She stood there quietly, but the subtle changes in her expression revealed her inner thoughts.

Some people only truly reflect and change when faced with dire circumstances. Whether Flander could continue to do so can only be proven at his death.

Moreover, she remembered a piece of information she had received from her master: one of his students seemed to have the character "Dai" in his name, but she couldn't quite remember what it was.

Moreover, that student happened to be the prince, Zhu Qing's so-called fiancé, to whom she was bound by her family. This name appeared and disappeared in her memory, like dust blown away by the wind, utterly unimportant.

As the plot unfolds, the prince surnamed Dai has been promiscuous since childhood. His emotions are like a gust of wind, blowing past countless flowers, but never lingering for any of them.

His actions, seemingly innocent due to his connection with Zhu Qing and his pursuit of profit, were merely another performance after achieving fame and success.

For him, continuing his promiscuity was a must!

Poor Zhu Qing thought he had turned over a new leaf and was full of expectations for a sincere relationship, but little did she know that she was just a pawn on his chessboard.

As the saying goes, if the upper beam is crooked, the lower beam will be crooked too. If the teacher is like this, how can we expect him to produce anything good?

Blue Silver Emperor felt a hint of disdain in her heart; her eyes were cold, and she had long seen through all the hypocrisy and scheming.

Soon, Blue Silver Emperor turned her head and looked at her master, Blade, who had been standing behind her.

A tenderness flashed in her eyes, a gentleness that she only showed when facing a blade.

In order to prevent her master from being troubled by these human issues, she naturally had to bear these trivial schemes and calculations alone.

She chuckled lightly, a smile as warm and bright as a flower blooming in spring, yet with a hint of deeper meaning.

Then, Blue Silver Emperor gently opened and closed his fingers, the movements elegant and slow, as if performing a sacred ritual.

In her palm, several seeds exuding an aura of abundance quietly appeared. They emitted a faint green light, their surface patterns were clear, and they contained the secrets of life.

Soon, she slowly lowered Flander, who was tightly bound by her vines.

As if it had a mind of its own, the vines slowly retreated, leaving a few faint marks on Flander's clothes.

"Supervise me? Flander, you don't think you're worth my precious time supervising, do you?"

Blue Silver Emperor spoke indifferently, her eyes revealing a hint of arrogance, as if looking down on Flander, who was like an ant.

"No, no!! Your Majesty, that's not what I meant! I was merely expressing my resolve! How could I possibly deserve to take up your time?"

Flanders quickly defended himself, his body almost prostrate on the ground, his head bowed, bowing and scraping in fear and trembling, trying to beg for forgiveness.

"There are many ways to demonstrate determination, and now there is an opportunity."

Blue Silver Emperor's voice was calm yet powerful. Her gaze fell on the seed in her hand, as if she were pondering something.

"Here, swallow it. This is a seed with great power. If you obey, it won't harm you. On the contrary, it might even be beneficial."

She quickly handed the seeds to Flander, her tone indifferent.

"However, if you harbor any disloyal thoughts, this seed will grow rapidly within you, turning you into a completely immobile monster. Then, you will have the honor of being personally slain by my master!"

Blue Silver Emperor's tone suddenly shifted, becoming as cold and sharp as ice. There was no threat in her words; she was simply stating a fact.

The so-called combination of kindness and severity!

Blue Silver Queen handed the seed to Flander, her eyes remaining unchanged and unwavering, as if she were telling an insignificant story.

But beneath that calm gaze lay an unfathomable power, making one dare not disobey in the slightest.

Looking at the seeds before him, Flander's heart was in turmoil, experiencing several internal struggles and conflicting emotions!

His gaze shifted between the seed and the Blue Silver Emperor, his heart torn apart by fear and struggle like two ferocious beasts.

At that moment, a crazy thought even flashed through his mind—to fight to the death!

But the thought vanished like a shooting star across the night sky in an instant. He found himself bound by invisible chains, even his breathing became heavy.

The pressure he felt grew stronger and stronger, like a mountain pressing down on him, making him lose all courage to even activate his martial soul.

Flander's forehead was covered in cold sweat, and his face was as pale as paper. He cried out in his heart, but could not make a sound.

Flander couldn't believe that the woman in front of him was already so terrifying, and the blade behind her that hadn't even glanced at him was even more terrifying than he could imagine! His heart was pounding so hard it felt like it was going to jump out of his chest.

Could it be the legendary level 99 Limit Douluo?!

The thought flashed through Flander's mind, and his eyes widened in shock and fear.

However, there are only a handful of Title Douluo on the entire continent, and Limit Douluo is like a legendary myth, a realm that no one dares to even imagine!

After a silence that felt like an eternity, Flanders finally made a decision.

He clenched his teeth, making a "crunching" sound, and silently recited in his heart: "Where there's life, there's hope."

He knew that if he dared to risk his life to escape, he might die the next moment!

He prepared to accept the seed from the Blue Silver Emperor with trembling hands, as fear and helplessness surged through him like a tide.

Soon, Flander carefully adjusted his slipped glasses, his movements so gentle that he seemed afraid of disturbing something.

His fingers trembled slightly the moment they touched the frame.

Then, he wiped the cold sweat from his forehead with the back of his hand. The sweat rolled down like beads and dripped onto his clothes, leaving a dark stain.

He tried his best to force a fawning smile, his voice trembling slightly, tinged with helplessness, and barely managing to maintain his composure.

"Ding ding ran, Your Majesty, if you can rest assured, I am naturally willing."

Flander's words were tinged with a hint of pleading. He dared not look directly at the Blue Silver Emperor, but only stole a glance at the seed in her hand.

Flander looked at the seed with a green halo in Blue Silver Emperor's hand. The light was soft yet mysterious. He trembled slightly and carefully picked up a seed.

The warmth of the seed traveled through his fingertips to his heart, making him shiver involuntarily.

"Hehe. Your Majesty's seed has a rather unique appearance."

Flanders forced a laugh, a dry and awkward laugh, like the sound of withered branches rustling in the wind on a winter's day.

He didn't know if he was trying to ease the almost suffocating atmosphere in the small shop, or to alleviate his own panic as if he were about to die.

Blue Silver Emperor simply stared at him silently, a half-smile playing on her lips. Her gaze was firm and indifferent, as she waited for Flander's decision without making a sound.

She wouldn't give up until he ate it.

Flanders felt increasingly embarrassed and uneasy, feeling like a worm being roasted on a fire with nowhere to escape.

Finally, he quickly closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and like a warrior going to his death, swallowed the seed in one gulp!

For a moment, his throat felt dry from nervousness, and he couldn't help but frown as the seed's outer shell slid over him.

Seeing the ferocious expression on Flander's face as he swallowed the tiny seed, the Blue Silver Emperor's smile changed slightly, slowly rising as if he was satisfied with Flander's submission.

A subtle glint flashed in her eyes; she had already taken control of the entire game.

"Of course it's extraordinary; its abundant power is beyond your comprehension."

"Besides, Flander, with that expression on your face, don't think you've suffered a great loss by eating it. Although my power is not even a fraction as great as my master's in his complete form, it is still beyond your imagination."

After speaking, Blue Silver Emperor gently placed the remaining seeds on the table with elegant and composed movements.

With a flick of her finger, the seeds lined up neatly, like messengers awaiting life. She turned to Flander, her tone commanding:

"Let all the teachers in your college eat these, and I'll give you more life so you can atone for your sins, do voluntary labor, and have a few more years."

"Flander, next time Master and I go to Shrek Academy, I don't want any of those things I listed to happen!"

"otherwise."

After speaking meaningfully, the Blue Silver Emperor left only the unfinished sentence about the flower, then didn't even glance at Flander, who seemed completely stunned.

She turned and walked happily and lightly towards the blade, like a little girl who had completed a task and wanted a reward. A sweet smile played on her lips, and her eyes were fixed on that person.

Blade appears to be leaning against the door frame, perhaps asleep.

Sensing the approaching footsteps of the Blue Silver Emperor, Blade slowly opened his eyes, revealing a pair of blood-red eyes:

"Oh"

"The talk is over."

Let's go.

As soon as Ren finished speaking, his figure disappeared from the door frame, leaving only a faint shadow, as if he had never truly existed.

Flanders stood rooted to the spot, his heart pounding with an overwhelming sense of shock.

After an unknown amount of time, the light in the small shop gradually dimmed, and the afterglow of the setting sun dappled the floor through the window, illuminating Flander's stunned and shocked figure.

He stood there, motionless, like a statue, as if time had stood still around him.

He recalled that man who had always seemed to have no presence.

When that man woke up, he only glanced at Flander, but his gaze was like a bottomless ancient well, deep and calm.

Flander felt as if his entire life had been seen through. In front of him, all his pretense seemed to have vanished! That one look was as if he had dissected everything about him.

Moreover, after swallowing that seed, he even had the idea of ​​kneeling down and worshipping that man!

That impulse surged up like a tidal wave, almost overwhelming him.

He could no longer imagine how strong he was; he only knew that his future was in his hands.

But at this moment, the owl, who had lost its freedom, seemed surprisingly not to be too sad about it.

On the contrary, after swallowing the seed and digesting it for a while, his expression changed countless times!

Shock, confusion, disbelief, incredible, excitement, agitation, tension, curiosity—a myriad of emotions flashed across his face like a revolving lantern.

He could hardly believe it when he discovered that he seemed to have become decades younger. His skin was firmer, his wrinkles were reduced, and his eyes were brighter.

Not only that, his strength has also improved a lot! It felt like a withered tree coming back to life, like ashes being rekindled, which both shocked him and filled him with infinite expectations for the future.

For the first time, Flanders felt a sense of uncertain anticipation for the future, rather than fear and despair.

And all of this seems to be thanks to that seed!

(End of this chapter)