Douluo Continent: Little Huo Niang Taken Away by Di Tian

Chapter 226 The Angel's Experience

For Ye Guyi, the image of her parents was always blurry, like an ancient painting blurred by water.

Most of the information about their voices, appearances, and smiles comes from piecing together childhood memories.

My father was a traveling merchant who traveled to various countries. Although he was a Soul Master, his talent was as mediocre as an ordinary person's, and he spent his whole life struggling to make a living. My mother, on the other hand, was a descendant of the "Angel Family," which had long been lost to the dust of history.

It was a glorious and proud clan. Ten thousand years ago, the glory of the Angel God shone on the earth, and the family was divided into direct and collateral lines.

The direct line possesses a divinely bestowed six-winged holy angel, unparalleled in nobility; the collateral line mostly possesses four or two wings, though incomplete, they are still holy and transcendent. The mother's martial spirit is precisely that two-winged angel, symbolizing hope and healing.

However, love that transcends social class is ultimately a tragedy.

When the mother's clan learned that she had fallen in love with a commoner, the clan chief's rage was like a thunderbolt.

Her uncle even personally broke her father's leg.

In that despair of blood and pain, the mother resolutely chose to elope, dedicating her life to resisting the so-called nobility of bloodline.

Later, they held a simple yet heartwarming wedding in their father's hometown, a quiet town surrounded by mountains.

It was there, with the first rays of morning sunlight, that Ye Gu Yi was born.

My father traveled extensively, supposedly to fulfill my grandfather's last wish: to find my aunt who had been abducted during the war.

That was his deepest obsession, and the belief that sustained him through the hardships of doing business in a foreign land.

The mother stayed in the small town, pouring all her love into her daughter.

Until one day, the mother traveled with the father and a caravan to pursue the distant clues of their family.

Before leaving, she entrusted her young son, Ye Guyi, to the care of a close friend in town.

That parting turned out to be a final farewell.

When the mother and father finally found out about their great-aunt in the distant Sun and Moon Empire, fate revealed its cruelest side.

A group of evil spirit masters lurking in the shadows launched a surprise attack, with flames soaring into the sky and wails echoing across the land.

In that massacre, the parents, in order to protect each other, fell forever in a pool of blood in a foreign land.

When the devastating news arrived, Ye Guyi was playing in the courtyard. She looked up at the sky and felt the sunlight was so blinding that it made her want to cry.

Not long after her mother passed away, another woman walked into the town with heavy steps.

That was Shangguan Weier, the leader of the Ordinary Alliance, who was also the daughter of Ye Guyi's great-aunt and her cousin.

Shangguan Wei'er's gaze, like a scalpel, carefully swept across Ye Guyi's tender face.

When she saw those eyes, her pupils contracted sharply. They were eyes exactly like her mother's.

"What beautiful eyes." Shangguan Wei'er squatted down, gently pinching Ye Guyi's chin with her fingertips, a meaningful smile playing on her lips, but her voice was soft and feigned. "Poor little thing, you're six years old this year, aren't you? You look just like your father."

She stood up, straightened her gorgeous skirt, and said loudly, "From today onwards, I am your elder. I will help you awaken your martial spirit. If you are a genius, I will devote everything to nurturing you; if you are just an ordinary person..." She paused, a calculating glint in her eyes, "I will find you a wealthy family so that you will never have to worry about food or clothing."

Shangguan Weier kept her word and did indeed take Ye Guyi away.

In the dark and oppressive corners of the Ordinary Alliance, Ye Guyi spent her childhood, which should have been innocent and carefree.

In order to conceal Ye Guyi's sacred angel bloodline, which was enough to attract the pursuit of evil soul masters, Shangguan Weier personally wove a huge net for her.

"Your martial soul is 'Light Dove'." Shangguan Wei'er's icy voice echoed in the training room, accompanied by the faint light emitted by the soul tool. "Remember, this is your only identity, and it is your guarantee of survival. If anyone asks, you can only be that Light Dove, and you must never reveal even the slightest trace of an angel."

To solidify this lie, Shangguan Weier even invited a pseudo-soul mentor from within the alliance to subject Ye Guyi to rigorous monitoring and education.

During those long years, Ye Guyi learned to be patient and to disguise herself.

Looking at her reflection in the mirror, her eyes gradually becoming timid and submissive, the once burning flame in her heart was slowly extinguished.

She had woken up countless times in the middle of the night, dreaming of her mother's gentle embrace and of the enormous angel whose wings had not yet fully spread.

But whenever she tries to uncover the truth, Shangguan Weier's words, "Your bloodline will bring you mortal danger," echo in her mind like a curse.

So she chose silence, locking herself in the cage of "ordinariness," letting the years slip through her fingers.

Fate can take unexpected turns.

When the Beast God issued that arrogant declaration to the whole world, and before the smoke of the epic battle had even cleared, the winds of change swept across the entire continent.

The survival rules of Soul Masters were completely overturned, and the Spirit Pagoda became a behemoth that stood above the mortal world, holding the lifeline of all Soul Masters.

It was a tense day when Shangguan Weier appeared before Ye Guyi again. This time, her face lacked its usual feigned kindness; instead, it revealed a deep anxiety and ambition.

"Little Yezi, the peaceful days are over." Shangguan Wei'er's voice trembled slightly, yet carried an undeniable ruthlessness. "The Soul Master world is undergoing a major reshuffle; the Spirit Pagoda will monopolize all Soul Rings. You must go to the Spirit Pagoda, take my letter, and join them!"

Ye Guyi was stunned.

"Moreover," Shangguan Wei'er whispered in her ear, her breath sweet as orchids, yet each word piercing to the heart, "our Ordinary Alliance also needs to cooperate with the Spirit Pagoda. Your value is my bargaining chip. Understand? Go and get me a ticket to the Spirit Pagoda, or... we'll all die."

At that moment, Ye Guyi felt a chill run down her spine.

She finally understood that in this dog-eat-dog world, she was never a cherished junior, but a pawn that could be discarded at any time.

……

Several days later, in front of the magnificent gate of the Spirit Pagoda.

Ye Guyi was dressed in a simple, faded dress, clutching the gold-embossed letter of recommendation tightly in her hand, as if it were her only lifeline.

Her heart pounded like a drum, a mixture of fear of the unknown world and a longing to escape her current predicament.

"Hello, I'm from the Ordinary Alliance." Her voice was clear, but with a slight, almost imperceptible tremor. "Our alliance leader hopes to reach a cooperation agreement with the Spirit Pagoda."

The receptionist took the letter, glanced at it casually, and then turned and left.

The wait was agonizing. Ye Guyi stood in the enormous shadow of the Spirit Pagoda, feeling as insignificant as an ant.

She looked up at the towering building, a hint of confusion and determination flashing in her eyes.

As Brigitte walked toward her, and as the light from the test portal shone upon her, Ye Guyi took a deep breath and took that firm step.

"I've come. Whatever lies ahead, I will face it."