Douluo: The Glory of the Peerless Angel

Nan Qiuqiu was devastated. She never expected that Ling Bai would not represent Shrek Academy and would instead go out on his own.

Even more outrageous is that Ling Bai has already broken through to the eighth ring. Her magnificent aura is definitely not that of a newly promoted Soul Douluo. Her soul power fluctuations are even stronger than her mother, Nan Shuishui!

An eight-ringed, six-winged angel, with three 100,000-year soul rings—how could they possibly defeat such a non-human monster?

A naive and innocent little girl was gently shattered!

Seeing the distraught Nan Qiuqiu, the people of the Sun Moon Empire couldn't help but feel a pang of pity, and scattered cheers of encouragement from Longmen could be heard.

"Qiuqiu, it's okay, it's okay!"

Nan Shuishui approached the competition area with a smile: "Don't give up. It will do you good to compete with strong opponents!"

Nan Qiuqiu, spoiled and pampered by everyone in the sect, has developed a spoiled and mischievous temper. As her mother, Nan Shuishui hopes that someone can teach Nan Qiuqiu a lesson.

The ancestors of the Earth Dragon Sect created a physiognomy technique, which was inherited by the sect leaders of each generation. Nan Shuishui carefully observed Ling Bai, whose face seemed to be covered by a layer of gray mist, making it difficult to see clearly. He was both righteous and evil.

As everyone knows, the Six-Winged Angel is the number one sacred martial soul on the continent, how could it be evil!

Therefore, it must be the righteous turning evil!

Ling Bai comes from the ancient Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School, and studies at Shrek Academy, the number one soul master academy. His status and position are so upright that few in the Douluo Continent can match him!

If Ling Bai had gone all out, Xu Shenshu and the Wind Dragon Soul Master would have died eight hundred times over. Therefore, they were just playing a normal match and had no intention of hurting anyone.

Nan Shuishui let the engineer Nan Qiuqiu fight the final boss, the six-winged angel, alone. The little witch will learn her lesson after suffering a few losses.

Nan Shuishui was the only one who could suppress Nan Qiuqiu, who sniffed and turned to look at Ling Bai with trembling hands.

Ling Bai crossed his arms, and behind him, the phantom of a holy and pure six-winged angel radiated divine light upon the world.

The wind howls, the Yi River is cold; the hero departs, never to return!

Nan Qiuqiu mustered her courage, and a sharp dragon roar rang out. A pink dragon shape flashed by, and her five spirit rings lit up one after another. She went all out from the start!

A ball of pink light condensed at her fingertips, instantly growing to the size of a human head. She then flung it toward Ling Bai, containing the unique attribute of the Crimson Dragon: the power of annihilation!

Annihilation is an exceptionally powerful ability. Upon hitting an opponent, it can eliminate their attributes and cause destructive effects. Furthermore, Annihilation is not countered by any attribute, including the ultimate attribute.

The pink orb of light expanded at an astonishing speed during its flight, then suddenly exploded with a deafening roar, the pink light spreading twenty meters out. Immediately following was another loud bang, and the chain of explosions doubled the area affected by the extinguishing light.

Countless points of light condensed into the Angelic Holy Sword. Ling Bai had not completed the Martial Soul Possession. With a casual slash, the Angelic Holy Sword neatly and smoothly cut the chain-exploding annihilation light cluster in two!

Unparalleled in power, Nan Qiuqiu couldn't understand the power of this sword. On the surface, it was simple and unadorned, but it seemed to be imbued with some kind of spiritual intent that she couldn't describe. In front of the Angelic Holy Sword, her all-out annihilation power was as pale as paper.

Nan Qiuqiu was still savoring the essence of the Angelic Holy Sword, like a jar of fine wine that became more mellow with each sip. However, she overlooked the fact that it was currently a competition, and Ling Bai noticed that Nan Qiuqiu was standing there blankly.

It's alright, she doesn't move, but he can, transforming into a golden streak of light and heading straight away.

Finished!

By the time Nan Qiuqiu realized the person opposite her was gone, it was too late. The sword light in her pupils was as brilliant as stars, her mind went blank, she staggered backward, and fell to the ground with a thud, clutching her head.

"Don't hit me! Don't hit me! I give up!"

Nan Qiuqiu was anything but tough; she had no desire to suffer any physical pain and decisively shouted that she was surrendering.

The sword light receded, and Nan Qiuqiu, barely clinging to life, gasped for breath. The referee, taking advantage of the moment when no one was looking, wiped the sweat from his brow.

The judges for the preliminary rounds were all eight-ring Soul Masters. Who would have thought that a Soul Master competition with an age limit of under twenty would have a bug where the contestants were even more formidable than the judges!

The referee secretly vowed to report to the organizing committee that the Angel Temple must make special arrangements and send a Title Douluo referee!

For the first time in her life, she was completely overwhelmed by her peers and couldn't fight back. Nan Qiuqiu's eyes reddened, and tears welled up in her eyes. Then, a slender hand entered her field of vision.

Nan Qiuqiu looked up and saw Ling Bai standing in front of her, extending his hand to her with a faint smile on his lips.

"Are you alright?" Ling Bai asked.

"Hehehe, it's nothing, it's nothing, you're really amazing!"

Nan Qiuqiu pulled Ling Bai's hand for support to get up. She was a big fan of good looks and was extremely attracted to Ling Bai's appearance. All her grievances and anger immediately disappeared, and she stared at Ling Bai's hand with a silly smile.

Wow, I haven't washed it in a year!

Ling Bai taking Nan Qiuqiu's hand was a small matter, but it instantly triggered several jealousy jars!

Nanmen Yun'er and Xie Huanyue's teeth chattered and they shivered. The temperature around them plummeted, becoming as cold as the far north core area. The four girls were emanating an ominous black aura.

At the Sun Moon Royal Soul Master Academy, Xiao Hongchen hugged Meng Hongchen, whose eyes were bloodshot and whose IQ had plummeted, and offered her a wryly consolation:

"Hey sis, calm down!"

That's simply a matter of friendship first, competition second. My brother-in-law, he's so kind!

"Yuhao, I feel that Ling Bai's cultivation level is only a hair's breadth away from becoming a Title Douluo, probably around level 89..." Wang Dong'er said with a solemn expression.

"This can't be right. I only reached level 79 in the Sea God's Fate Blind Date Event. How could I have leveled up so quickly..."

Huo Yuhao was puzzled. Even with a 100,000-year-old soul ring and soul bone combined, it was impossible for a Soul Douluo to increase his soul power by nine levels. He racked his brains but couldn't understand how his soul power could actually climb up a major level within three months.

"Your Highness."

On the royal platform, as Regent Xu Tianran watched with great interest, Zhongli Wu suddenly said in a deep voice, "The Six-Winged Angel is a major threat to the Holy Church. After the competition, we will definitely grind him to dust!"

"The enemy of the Imperial Advisor is the enemy of the Empire." Xu Tianran chuckled. "Since he dares to come, let him be buried forever in the sun and moon."

Nan Qiuqiu was defeated, and Nan Shuishui had no interest in continuing to suffer defeat. She went on stage to represent Dilongmen and conceded defeat. Angel Temple won all twelve points and advanced to the second round.

……

The first round of the All-Continent Youth Advanced Soul Master Elite Tournament lasted three days, with half of the 167 teams eliminated, leaving the Mingyue Hotel much emptier.

All teams that passed the first round received upgraded treatment. Amid suspicions of being left without a meal, the Angelic Temple was arranged by the organizing committee to live in a rooftop villa on par with Shrek Academy, where everyone had their own private room.

At night, Wu Feng, her long, crimson hair tied in a high ponytail, skillfully controlled her lifeline and bit her full, red lips, saying:

"Can I ask you something? Are you and Qiu Xi your biological siblings?"

Ling Bai narrowed his eyes slightly: "Why are you suddenly asking this question?"

"When she looks at others, her eyes are very cold, but when she looks at you, they immediately soften, and it seems more intimate than when she looks at her younger brother."

"...Was it out of your own curiosity, or did you hear it from someone else?"

Wu Feng is too easy to understand; he's a straightforward person with strong likes and dislikes, and shouldn't possess such wisdom.

"The night before last, Ning Tian said she felt you guys were acting strange, but she wasn't serious, it seems like she was just saying it casually."

Wu Feng blinked her long, curled eyelashes and looked closely at the guy in front of her: "You scared me! I thought I'd been exposed!"

Ling Bai's vision went black. Was it possible that you had also been exposed?

Whether in appearance or methods, Ning Tian is slowly moving closer to his mother Ning Fengya. Wu Feng's sticky, sly eyes, which couldn't hide anything, couldn't fool Ning Fengyu before, and now they can't fool Ning Tian either.

This is using Wu Feng as a mouthpiece to test the true relationship between Ling Bai and Ling Qiuxi!

"To outsiders, Qiu Xi and I are siblings."

"Uh-huh……"

Wu Feng wouldn't listen to reason and relentlessly begged Ling Bai.

Since breaking through to the ultimate level of fire, she has taken every opportunity to sneak into Ling Bai's room to absorb the essence of angels.

The cultivation speed of the ultimate attribute drops significantly between levels 30 and 70. Wu Feng is in an awkward Soul Emperor cultivation level. After his Martial Soul evolved, his cultivation is much slower than during the Red Dragon period. With a change of mind, he locked onto the Angel Essence.

Ling Bai himself is the ultimate fire, and the angel essence is equivalent to miniature incandescent glue, which can compensate for Wu Feng's slow cultivation to the greatest extent.

Late at night, Ling Bai fed Wu Feng and left Mingyue Hotel alone, heading to Linglong Pavilion. He went straight to the top floor without any obstacles and happened to meet Ye Guyi outside the door.

Just as Ling Bai was about to greet them, Ye Guyi immediately made a shushing gesture, waved, and whispered:

"You're back. Aunt Yu is getting a scolding."

As expected, as Ling Bai approached the door, the roar of Jianmu Douluo could be faintly heard from inside the room.

"Ning Fengyu, the true essence of plants that I taught you ten years ago, you could still apply it skillfully, but now you've completely forgotten it!"

Jianmu Douluo stared at the small green sapling that Ning Fengyu had created, and a mouthful of blood welled up in his throat.

At the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School, Ning Fengyu was always kept by Ning Fengya's side, and Jianmu Douluo didn't have time to test her.

This time, he went to Mingdu to protect Ling Bai and other young geniuses. Ning Fengyu also returned to Linglong Pavilion as the pavilion master. Today, on a whim, he thought of trying out a nominal disciple, but he got so angry that he almost lost twenty years of his lifespan.

Jianmu Douluo blew his beard and glared, saying, "You two little brats, stop standing there and come in!"

Ling Baiye, dressed in gu gui, pushed open the door and entered, adopting a docile demeanor. Jianmu Douluo continued his tirade, while Ning Fengyu hung her head, enduring the scolding. Occasionally, she would raise her head, shake her neck, turn around, and glance at the ceiling, her expression showing embarrassment, but certainly not unbearable...

When Jianmu Douluo got tired of talking, Ning Fengyu, being very perceptive, poured him a glass of water and said ingratiatingly:

"Teacher, don't be angry, getting angry is bad for your health~"

You are the number one plant-type Soul Master on the continent. The more I study the true essence of the plant type, the more unfathomable it seems. Isn't this a return to simplicity?

Jianmu Douluo's eyes widened. Before the old man could react, Ning Fengyu continued to coax him, "I swear to God, I will cultivate diligently and never forget to comprehend the true essence of plant cultivation!"

You'd better be able to do it!

Thank goodness for Xiaobai, otherwise I'd be driven crazy by you sooner or later!

Jianmu Douluo angrily turned and left.

As soon as the old man left, Ning Fengyu immediately slumped into the sofa like a salted fish without dreams, drawing out her words:

"Little White, have some fruit~"

Ling Bai tossed her a bright red fruit, looking at her with some confusion:

"From what the teacher is saying, you can't grasp the true essence of plants?"

"Last time in the Valley of Life, your 'Daughter of Life' move, which evolved from the teacher's plant essence, was quite powerful."

Ning Fengyu chewed on fruit and muttered, "Hey, isn't this just lowering the old man's expectations? As long as I establish the image of a good-for-nothing, I can save myself a lot of trouble and just keep sponging off my parents and kids, living a life of leisure and waiting to die!"

That makes perfect sense!

Ye Guyi was stunned by this unusual line of thinking. Ling Bai suddenly realized that one is influenced by one's surroundings. It was because he always hung out with this cunning woman when he was young that he became less innocent and kind.

Ning Fengyu revealed a smug smile, leisurely munching on fruit: "How about that, wasn't I clever?"

"Smart, but you're too happy too soon. Take 20 million as hush money, or I'll report you to the teacher."

"You, you, you!!!"

Ning Fengyu beat her chest and stamped her feet in regret. The student had surpassed the teacher, and she felt as if she had returned to ten years ago when she and Ling Bai were in a love-hate relationship, constantly sabotaging each other!

The next second, Ye Guyi looked at Ning Fengyu with embarrassment as she pulled out a gold card, her teeth clenched as if she were a hamster whose nuts had been stolen.

Ling Bai felt no guilt whatsoever. Linglong Pavilion had taken over the wealth of the Ordinary Alliance and smuggled countless rare metals and Mingde Hall soul tools. The reason Ning Fengya never paid was because she knew her younger sister was rolling in money.

"Don't pretend with this little bit of money. What do you want from me?" Ling Bai saw through Ning Fengyu's act.

Getting down to business, Ning Fengyu stopped fooling around and took out an invitation from her storage soul tool, saying:

"The underground forces of Mingdu are going to hold a Soul Guidance Competition, and only the winner will have the right to smuggle rare metals and Sun and Moon Soul Guidance Devices."

Currently, the underground forces are mainly composed of three groups: the Xishui Alliance, the Aodu Chamber of Commerce, and the Linglong Pavilion.

"Smuggling can be done openly now?" Ye Guyi asked incredulously.

"Yes, the Sun Moon Royal Family has already agreed, and will even send a level nine Soul Master to preside over the finals."

Ning Fengyu sighed, a trace of sorrow appearing in her beautiful blue-gold eyes: "The Aodu Chamber of Commerce is nothing special; its overall strength is not as good as the former Pingfan Alliance. The Xishui Alliance has gathered a group of evil soul masters and is related to the Holy Spirit Cult, which is under the jurisdiction of the Dragon Emperor Douluo."

If we were in Nine Treasures City, with my older sister's help, the old man would be two men in one, and we would have no fear of the Sunset Water Alliance. But Mingdu is their stronghold, and the opening ceremony of this competition made it clear that the evil soul masters are colluding with the royal family...

In principle, we can go, but the decision rests with the Sun and Moon Royal Family...

I strongly suspect that regardless of the outcome of the Soul Guidance Competition, the evil soul masters will destroy the Linglong Pavilion and the Aodu Chamber of Commerce…”

"How can we allow evil spirit masters to be so arrogant!"

Ye Guyi was furious, her golden eyes blazing instantly. "The evil soul masters want to destroy us, and we can destroy the evil soul masters too!"

"Aunt Yu, I can make soul tools. I'll represent Linglong Pavilion in the battle against Xishui Alliance!"

The innate sense of justice of the holy angels would not allow Ye Guyi to stand idly by!

"That's not right. Those evil soul masters' primary target is Xiaobai, but the Holy Angel is also their target. Bone Robe, your current strength is not enough to shake the Evil Douluo of the Holy Spirit Cult."

Shangguan Weier sent Ye Guyi to her death, but Ning Fengyu wouldn't; the most basic bottom line must be upheld.

Ling Bai said, "The core of this Soul Guidance Competition is that the Sun Moon Empire wants to control the underground forces, especially the top underground forces involved in smuggling rare metals and high-level soul guidance devices."

In addition to other clues, everything points to the Sun Moon Empire's intention to launch a continental war.

To quell external threats, one must first secure internal stability. Linglong Pavilion is a thorn in the side of the Holy Spirit Cult and the Sun and Moon Royal Family, so what Gu Yi said makes sense.

Aunt Yu, Linglong Pavilion can't stay open in Mingdu anymore, so why don't we be a little bolder?

"How dare you be so bold?"

"Destroy the Holy Spirit Cult." (End of Chapter)