Douluo Continent: The True Body and Blood Soul, Starting from Blacksmithing

Chapter 105 Retracted, They're All Coming to Me

After confirming the name "Yanhou", the three-headed fire lion's three heads simultaneously burst open with a ring of fiery mane, its six vertical pupils staring brightly at Lin Yu, its tail swishing behind it with a whooshing sound.

It was clearly very pleased with its new name, raising its largest head in the middle and letting out a powerful roar from deep in its throat.

Just as Lin Yu finished naming the three Flame Lions and Flame Roar wagged its tail in agreement, a familiar voice rang out behind him.

"You certainly know how to come up with names."

The voice wasn't loud, but it had a clear, penetrating quality, and the final sound of each word was crisp and clear.

Lin Yu turned her head away.

There was another person in his cultivation room at some point. The newcomer stood at the boundary between light and shadow in the room, his deep purple robe blending almost seamlessly with the surrounding darkness.

Her long, dark purple hair cascaded down her shoulders, the ends curling slightly, gleaming with a cool, ethereal sheen under the light.

The person who arrived was none other than Bibi Dong.

She stood there, her hands clasped together in front of her, the fabric of her sleeves embroidered with delicate dark patterns that were faintly visible under the light. She did not exude that aloof and unapproachable coldness.

It seemed that the two had spent those few nights together, because when she was alone with Lin Yu, her aura softened considerably.

However, Bibi Dong's attention was not on Lin Yu at the moment. Instead, she tilted her head slightly and examined the three-headed lion squatting at Lin Yu's feet.

Her gaze began at the largest head in the middle of the Flame Roar, swept along its back covered in silver scales to the tip of its swaying tail, and then returned to the fur on its body surface formed from orange-red flames.

Because it was newly born, Yanhou's spirit was not strong at the moment. It was only after Lin Yu turned around that it realized there was an outsider in the room.

Its three heads turned towards Bibi Dong simultaneously. The largest lion head in the middle opened its mouth, and a sonic boom exploded deep in its throat.

The roar was deep and powerful, two full tones lower than the shout that had just responded to Lin Yu.

This skill is "Heart Resonance," which it acquires through adaptation. Its effect is to influence the enemy's heartbeat by roaring.

However, since the current Yanhou uses this skill against Bibi Dong, it is naturally useless.

Yanhou still had a fighting spirit. He could clearly feel that his previous skill was useless, and he quickly made his next move.

A yellow ball of light and a red flame gathered on each of the two small heads on the left and right sides, respectively.

The yellow earth element rotated and compressed in the mouth of the left lion head, producing a rough sound like sand rubbing together, while the red fire element leaped between the teeth of the right lion head, each flash distorting and steaming the air within half a foot around it.

Lin Yu realized something was wrong and opened his mouth to shout "Shut up!" His lips moved quickly, but Yan Hou's movements were even faster.

A fraction of a second before he uttered those two words, the two orbs of light had already flown out.

The yellow and red lights left two straight trails in the air. The two beams of light suddenly converged halfway through their flight, intertwining, penetrating, and merging with each other.

The fire element was enveloped and compressed by the earth element, and the earth element was heated and melted by the fire element. In less than a breath, the two elements turned into a dark red mass of magma-like energy with a constantly bubbling and bursting surface.

It was about half a foot in diameter, and it flew with a dull whistling sound, heading straight for Bibi Dong's face.

Faced with this overwhelming mass of magma energy, Bibi Dong didn't even blink. She didn't use her soul power, didn't activate her martial soul, and didn't even change her stance. She simply raised her right hand, spread her five fingers, and pressed it towards the mass of energy.

Her hands were beautifully shaped, with long, slender fingers and distinct knuckles. Her skin was so white it was almost transparent, and faint blue veins could be seen on the back of her hands.

Reaching out a hand to catch a ball of magma energy that looks extremely terrifying looks like self-harm.

But the moment his palm touched the energy ball, something happened that made Lin Yu's eyebrows twitch.

The energy that combined fire and earth elements did not explode or bounce off like a normal elemental attack when it hit Bibi Dong's palm.

Its appearance was extremely bizarre. First, it flattened out, like a water bag being squeezed, and then suddenly burst open the moment Bibi Dong closed her five fingers.

The scorching, thick energy exploded directly in her hand. Part of it stuck tightly to her palm, hissing and burning, while the rest leaked through her fingers.

The part that slipped through was even more disheveled; several strands of thick, orange-red energy flowed onto the back of her hand, slowly trickling down along the grooves of her finger bones, leaving a light red trail on her skin with every inch it flowed.

A few drops splashed out and landed directly on her sleeve. The fabric at the cuffs of her meticulously sewn dark purple robe was almost instantly burned with countless tiny holes, the edges of which curled inward and turned black, emitting a faint burnt smell.

Clearly, the temperature of this energy is not low.

However, Bibi Dong didn't even glance down at her sleeve. She didn't even bother to shake off the sticky energy on her hands. Instead, she turned her palm over, flattened it in front of her eyes, and examined the orange-red, molten substance stuck between her palm lines with great interest.

She bent and straightened her fingers one by one, poking the thickest lump of energy in her palm with her fingertips. The energy was poked into a dent and then slowly bounced back, with a slightly sticky texture.

She raised her eyebrows slightly, as if she had made a connection to something. Her expression was a mixture of three parts disdain and seven parts curiosity. Her lips pursed slightly, and her nostrils twitched almost imperceptibly.

Seeing the look of disgust on Bibi Dong's face, yet also an expression of inability to resist examining it closely, and then seeing her slender, white index finger poking around in the thick magma energy, Lin Yu's Adam's apple bobbed involuntarily, and he silently swallowed.

Although he had seen this teacher in a disheveled state in private more than once, the impact of seeing him again was only increasing.

The contrast was amplified by the other party's identity. The Bibi Dong outside was the Pope of the Spirit Hall, and even Title Douluos had to bow to her; she was one of the most powerful people on the entire continent.

The woman standing in front of him had a row of small holes burned into her sleeve, and her palm was covered with a sticky, lava-like energy. She was frowning and poking at it with her fingertips, her lips slightly downturned, her face clearly showing disgust.

The thought that the high and mighty Pope could have such a side made Lin Yu's heart restless, and even his gaze toward Bibi Dong began to become more undisguised.

Noticing the increasing temperature of Lin Yu's gaze, Bibi Dong let out a soft snort.

The soft hum squeezed out from his nasal cavity, the last syllable rising slightly, carrying three parts warning and seven parts indifference.

She didn't look up at Lin Yu, but instead shifted her gaze from the energy in her palm to the little creature at Lin Yu's feet that had just been named "Yanhou".

Her gaze returned to a scrutinizing tone, but Yanhou clearly didn't appreciate it, and all three heads simultaneously shrank half an inch behind Lin Yu's legs.

Noticing that Bibi Dong's gaze had returned to Yanhou, Lin Yu calmly placed his hand on the forehead of the middle head of Yanhou.

With a slight thought, the body formed from the silver robe silently disintegrated, transforming into flowing silver light that enveloped Yanhou's consciousness and was drawn back into the soul ring in his heart.

When Yanhou disappeared, the orange-red sparks and silver specks that remained in the air flickered a few times before vanishing completely.

Lin Yu did this for a simple reason. Aside from assigning tasks, Bibi Dong would only come to him for help when she was being tormented by the power of the Rakshasa God.

As for whether it was due to the torment of the Rakshasa God's power, Lin Yu was not sure.

If she saw the three heads of the Three-Headed Flame Lion and suddenly thought of something with "three" in its name, and then impulsively decided to kill Flame Roar on the spot, Lin Yu would be completely helpless.

Yanhou is currently a spirit, and Lin Yu is unsure whether the destruction of the spirit in its current state will affect the stability of the spirit ring, thereby causing the corresponding spirit skill to become ineffective.

Just to be on the safe side, it would be best to put away the Flame Roar first. Seeing Lin Yu's caution, Bibi Dong didn't say anything.

She rubbed the viscous energy in her palm, and the magma-like substance was directly shattered into tiny elemental particles by her soul power, which drifted out from between her fingers.

After clearing away her things, Bibi Dong raised her hand, pointing her fingertips toward Lin Yu's bedroom, and gave a slight nod, conveying a sense of uncompromising authority.

Her own daughter was right next door, and Bibi Dong actually—tsk, it seems the Rakshasa God's power has a significant impact on her.