Douluo Continent I: Martial Soul Demon Void Luo, adaptable to all things!

At this moment, Snake Granny Chaotianxiang knew that the key issue was no longer how to deal with the Phoenix-tailed Crested Snake, but how to make these exceptionally talented young people forget about her.

I may not remember who sent me things, but I remember very clearly who didn't.

You say you're a genius?

Ok.

Then tell me, do you have any powerful backers? If not... then I'll just kill you, and who would know it was me?

Moreover, a genius who hasn't matured will forever only have the empty title of "genius" and will never become a true powerhouse.

but……

She's not ignorant, that snake-woman.

How could she not know about the Evil-Eyed White Tiger and the Netherworld Cat, two top-tier martial souls of the Star Luo Empire's royal family? Not to mention Ning Rongrong, the little princess of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.

Even if her and Long Gong's Martial Soul Fusion Skill could reach the threshold of Title Douluo, they wouldn't dare to directly offend an empire and a top sect.

Moreover, a genius like Mo Le... he is destined to become a Title Douluo in the future, and definitely the kind of person who can shake the continent!

[The Presence of a Titled Douluo]

Chaotianxiang lamented in her heart, "I didn't check the almanac before I went out today, why am I so unlucky?"

Right now, there is only one way, and this way will benefit both her and her granddaughter in every way.

That was to have his granddaughter, Yiran, join Mo Le's academy.

Since we can't afford to mess with them, let's join them.

We're all on the same side, why make such a fuss?

So, the snake woman softened her stance. She really wanted to agree on behalf of her granddaughter.

go with!

We absolutely have to go!

Why not go?

This is like someone who could only attend an ordinary college before now has an additional option: they can directly enter Tsinghua University or Peking University. Even a fool knows which to choose.

But the Snake Granny cared more about her granddaughter's opinion. She respected her granddaughter.

So, she looked at her granddaughter with a gentle expression: "Yiran, what do you think? Should we send her to that academy?"

When Snake Granny Chaotianxiang said those words, everything was explained.

Meng Yiran pursed her lips, her gaze sweeping over the group of geniuses and monsters in front of her who were younger than her but whose strength was more and more outrageous than the last. The indomitable spirit in her heart began to waver slightly.

Yes, she also wanted to go to Shrek Academy to see what kind of academy it was that could produce so many monster students at the same time.

Just then, Mo Le spoke up with a smile.

"I see your spirit is a snake staff, so you must be following the path of poisonous snakes, just like Granny Snake, right? What a coincidence, our Tang San is also quite skilled in using poison."

He paused, then looked at Meng Yiran with a frank gaze: "Not only that, I can also personally test the poison for you, allowing you to fully utilize your talent for poison making."

Meng Yiran, who was already on the verge of agreeing, became even more tempted.

Because of her exceptional talent at the Beast Academy, almost no one could withstand her poison, and the teachers were unable to offer any targeted improvement suggestions. Her grandparents, being far inferior to her, were also unable to provide advice from the perspective of a fellow Soul Master.

Since Master Mo Le introduced his various theories on martial souls, the insights of the older generation are no longer suitable for the new generation of soul masters.

Continuing down the same old path will inevitably lead to falling behind.

So she looked at Mo Le with expectant eyes.

"real?"

Mo Le nodded, walked up to Meng Yiran, and extended his palm to her.

"Of course. You can try it now."

Meanwhile, the Shrek members watched as Mo Le so proactively walked towards the other person, even extending his hand to let the other person stab him.

They looked at each other, completely bewildered.

As for?

Is Meng Yiran some kind of special person? Is she worth Brother Le going to such lengths for?

Although I know that Brother Le's martial soul should be able to adapt to the other party's poison, there's no need to use myself as a test subject, right?

What if something goes wrong?

Although everyone grumbled amongst themselves, no one dared to stop him. After all, Mo Le was always sensible, and they had known him for a long time. So, they stood there tacitly, OMO.

Just watch, don't say anything, and wait for the result.

the other side.

Seeing this, Meng Yiran took a deep breath, activated her martial spirit, and condensed a dark green serpent spear, the tip of which gleamed with a cold luster in the sunlight.

"You were the one who said you'd help me test the poison. If you can't take it and die here, don't blame me."

Mo Le looked at her calmly, a slight smile playing on her lips.

No, it won't.

His voice wasn't loud, but it was clear enough to state an established fact.

"It is my honor to be able to help you as your future partner."

After he finished speaking, he waited quietly for the other party to poison him.

Upon hearing this, Meng Yiran raised an eyebrow and looked at Mo Le.

She looked at the young man in front of her and quickly sized him up. He was tall and handsome, and the afternoon sun was shining on his shoulders, giving his calm and composed smile a faint glow.

So handsome, absolutely stunning!

At this moment, the phrase "It is my honor as a companion to be able to help you" kept echoing in her mind.

But when she recalled it herself, it became...

I would gladly die for you.

？ ！！

What is this guy saying?! We haven't even known each other for very long, and he's already saying things like "I'd be willing to die for you"...

Could this guy have a crush on me?!

As Meng Yiran recalled this, her eyes widened suddenly, and her cheeks flushed instantly, as if she had been burned by something.

She hurriedly turned her head away, her clenched fists trembling slightly.

Mo Le reached out and looked at Meng Yiran in front of her, only to see her cheeks flush red without warning.

Upon seeing this, he was immediately stunned.

"?"

No, sis?

Why are you blushing?

All I did was test the poison for you.

...? !

Oh my god, no way.

Could she be a... masochist?

Mo Le opened his mouth, about to say something, when the Snake Woman's voice rang out at just the right moment.

"Ahem, still."

The cough, neither too loud nor too soft, was like a bucket of cold water, precisely poured over Meng Yiran's head.

Meng Yiran shuddered, realizing her lapse in composure. She abruptly withdrew her martial spirit, and the eerie green spear vanished in specks of light.

Seeing this, Mo Le looked at Meng Yiran.

"What? Not going to try anymore?"

"No, no." Meng Yiran took a deep breath, turned her face away, and said in a muffled voice.

"I'm joining you."

"..."

Mo Le blinked, her mind racing.

In the end, he uttered only one word.

"OK."

It doesn't matter, I'll still use you as an experiment later anyway.

That's right, that's why Mo Le did it that way.

He simply wanted to use Meng Yiran as his experimental subject, what people commonly call a guinea pig.

For his own plans.

He planned to make Meng Yiran the first test subject for his Soul Spirit Technique.

Mo Le had already planned and calculated everything in his mind.

If successful, the opponent will gain a soul; if unsuccessful... they will not die.

He was about 80% confident that he could prevent his opponent from ever cultivating again, forever remaining at level 30. The probability of success, however, was unknown.