Douluo Continent: The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda? A Soul Beast Pagoda!

Chapter 36 Awakening

The three-eyed golden lion recalled what it had just seen.

A blurry galaxy.

Eight planets of varying sizes revolve regularly around the central, fiery star.

Her mind instinctively reached out towards that beautiful, azure planet, wanting to see what it looked like.

However, just as it was about to touch the core, a vast, gentle yet irresistible force gently swept over, like a mother's hand pulling a curious child away from the edge of danger.

Her consciousness was gently but firmly pushed away, turning towards another, more accessible realm of memory.

Those were fragments of Jiang Bai's childhood memories.

In the remote Niuma Village, in a simple mud house, there is a mother, Jiang Ning, with a pale yet gentle face.

When he was five years old, his mother held his hand on her sickbed, whispered a few words of advice, and then her hand slowly fell down and she never raised it again.

The scene shifts to the night when he was six years old and his martial spirit awakened.

A bolt of lightning struck Jiang Bai precisely as he was gazing at the stars.

Upon seeing this, the three-eyed golden-faced man's vertical pupils contracted sharply.

Because she could clearly sense that at the very moment the lightning struck, the originally dim and thin aura of fortune around Jiang Bai, which was like a candle in the wind that could be extinguished at any time, suddenly surged!

Golden light shot into the sky, so dazzling that it made her soul tremble even in the fragments of her memory!

The screen continued to scroll.

During his time at the Spirit Hall Academy, he met and fell in love with Qian Renxue.

Warm, bright, and beautiful memories, like precious pearls, string together that brief yet profound time.

Until the very end—the cold, desolate back mountain, Bibi Dong's venomous gaze, the excruciating pain of the Eternal Wound piercing his body, the cold and darkness of falling into the river—

Memories are frozen here.

No wonder—no wonder this human was able to survive!

This kind of luck is nothing short of a naked favoritism from the world!

The three-eyed golden lion staggered back two steps, its three eyes filled with indescribable shock and bewilderment.

"Auspicious beast!" Biji hugged the still swaying three-eyed golden lion tightly, her emerald eyes filled with worry and urgency.

"What's wrong with you? What was that fluctuation just now?"

The soft and warm embrace brought the three-eyed golden-faced woman back to her senses. She instinctively rubbed her head against Brigitte's soft chest and said in a muffled voice.

"I'm fine, Sister Brigitte. It's just—I was a little curious, so I used the Eye of Fate to take a look at that human—"

Brigitte sighed helplessly, her slender fingers gently combing the golden fur on the back of the three-eyed golden-faced creature.

"I told you not to run around, why don't you listen?"

Although her tone was reproachful, her actions remained gentle.

"Oh dear, Sister Brigitte, I know I was wrong—" The three-eyed golden lion skillfully began to act coquettishly, its eyes narrowing into crescent moons and its voice cloyingly sweet.

You'll do it again next time!

A carefree thought flashed through her mind.

Brigitte could easily see through her little scheme. She gently flicked her furry forehead with her fingertips, but couldn't bear to really scold her.

This little darling was pampered by the entire Star Dou Great Forest as he grew up. He has a lively and unrestrained personality, and unless he suffers a really big loss, "admitting his mistakes but not correcting them" is the norm for him.

She shook her head, her gaze shifting to Jiang Bai, who was still unconscious under a tree not far away, a complex expression flashing in her emerald eyes.

After a moment of contemplation, Biji raised her head and looked at the three-headed dragon beast that was anxiously waiting beside her. Her voice returned to its usual gentleness, yet it was undeniable.

"Your master's injuries are no longer serious, and he will wake up soon. You should leave as soon as possible tomorrow."

The three dragons exchanged a glance and said in unison, "Yes, senior."

Brigitte nodded slightly and said no more.

She picked up the three-eyed golden lion, which was still reluctantly looking back, and its emerald green wings spread out, transforming into a streak of light as it flew towards the tranquil forest in the center of the lake island.

The next day, the first light of dawn appeared.

As the sky began to lighten, the first rays of golden-red sunlight pierced through the thin mist above the forest and fell upon the shores of Emerald Lake.

Beneath the tree, Jiang Bai's eyelashes trembled slightly.

The long period of darkness and silence was gradually torn apart.

His eyelids felt as heavy as lead, but he used all his strength to pry them open little by little.

His pupils were initially unfocused and blank, reflecting the sky.

The vision was blurry and shaky, as if through a thick curtain of water.

Then, the focus struggled to come together.

Three familiar, anxious faces filled the field of vision.

They shrank in size and came very close, their pale and bewildered faces reflected in the dragon's eyes.

My throat was so dry it felt like it had been rubbed with sandpaper, and every breath was accompanied by a slight stinging pain.

Jiang Bai opened his mouth, his lips chapped, and after several attempts, he finally managed to squeeze out a few broken breaths.

"————Xue'er————Sister————"

The moment that name left my lips, my heart felt like it was being squeezed tightly by an invisible hand, and a bitter pain surged forth along with fragments of memories.

The warmth of holding hands under the lanterns, the innocent kiss in the teahouse, and—Bibi Dong's cold, resentful eyes, the excruciating pain when the Eternal Wound pierced her body.

A scalding tear slid down the corner of her eye without warning, leaving a cool, damp mark.

He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and forced himself to calm down.

In my mind, besides the memories of my own near-death experience, there was another fragmented yet vast torrent of memories.

He slowly sat up, leaning against the rough tree trunk.

The aches and weakness in my body still lingered, but the rampant, cold, and evil power within me had vanished without a trace. In its place, a gentle and mellow life force flowed slowly through my meridians, repairing the last remaining damage.

"Master, you're finally awake!" The fire dragon's voice was choked with sobs as its massive head cautiously approached and nuzzled against his arm.

"We are very worried about you."

"This is the Emerald Lake in the core area of ​​the Star Dou Great Forest, the territory of the Emerald Swan Clan. We'd better leave as soon as possible."

Jiang Bai nodded and reached out to touch the heads of the three dragon beasts one by one. The warm touch of the scales on his fingertips made him truly feel that he was still alive.

"Thank you for your hard work."

His voice was still hoarse, but much clearer.

He leaned against the tree trunk to stand up and stretched his stiff hands and feet.

Apart from weakness and some minor aches and pains, she is generally able to move around without difficulty.

He turned towards the island in the middle of the lake, solemnly cupped his hands, and bowed deeply.

The life-saving grace should be remembered forever.

"Let's go." He withdrew his gaze, flipped over, and leaped onto the wind dragon's broad back. "Let's leave the core area first and find a safe place."

The three dragons spread their wings and silently took off, flying rapidly towards the edge of the forest.

The morning breeze carries the fresh scent of grass and trees unique to the forest.

Jiang Bai looked down at the dense forest rushing past below, his eyes gradually becoming deep and unfathomable.

I wonder how Sister Xue'er is doing now.

And Bibi Dong—

His right hand unconsciously tightened, his knuckles turning white.

That woman's face, her cold, venomous eyes, the eight spider legs piercing her body, her undisguised murderous intent—

Every detail is like a red-hot branding iron, etched deep into my memory.

Anger burned in his chest, but was quickly suppressed by cold reason.

He is too weak now.

A level 37 Soul Master, possessed by a three-headed dragon beast, might be able to contend with Soul Sect Masters and Soul Kings, but in front of a Title Douluo, especially a Title Douluo of Bibi Dong's caliber, he is still an ant.

A head-on confrontation is a foolish act of suicide.

So————

Yu Xiaogang?

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