Battle Through the Heavens: The Soul Emperor's Only Daughter, I Am the Young Master of the Soul

Chapter 37 My dear sister Qing'er, my name is Sheng Linglong

"They deserve to die!"

Hun Qing's words suddenly ignited the anger in Sheng Linglong's heart, and she gritted her teeth and uttered these words containing endless killing intent.

However, because Hun Qing was present, Sheng Linglong was very restrained and did not let her realize the bloodthirsty beast in her heart.

"They truly deserved to die, and they're all dead beyond repair. My father ground their bones to dust!" A sweet smile appeared on the girl's face, her clear voice tinged with cruelty beneath its innocence. But then she shook her head slightly with regret. "It's just a pity that their souls were different; Father couldn't find their mastermind or their hideout!"

Upon hearing this, Sheng Linglong was quite surprised. It turned out that the group of powerful members of the Devouring Spirit Clan who mysteriously disappeared five years ago were actually killed by the patriarch of the Soul Clan. No wonder he heard that their life tablets were all shattered in an instant, and that no images were left behind.

For thousands of years, the Devouring Spirit Clan has used his bloodline power to develop a technique to counter the Soul Clan, but this technique is still not perfect. If the difference in strength between the two sides is too great, it will not be of much use.

A powerful figure like the Soul Emperor is immune to the techniques that counter the Soul Clan unless the Soul Devouring Clan patriarch intervenes.

The Devouring Spirit Clan... One day, he will destroy them!

Holy Spirit Long clenched his fists even tighter, his heart filled with endless hatred at the thought of the Devouring Spirit Clan.

"Sister Qing'er, it was my fault for leaving without saying goodbye five years ago. No matter where I go in the future, I will tell you. Can you forgive me?" Looking at the smiling girl in front of her, Sheng Linglong relaxed her grip slightly, a faint smile appearing on her lips, and said with utmost seriousness.

Hun Qinghao, with her hands behind her back, saw the expectation and nervousness in his eyes, smiled, and tilted her head. "Brother Linglong, I'll forgive you this time!"

Upon hearing this, Sheng Linglong smiled sincerely, naturally took her hand, pulled her to sit down, and said softly, "I knew it, Qing'er is the best. It's only been five years since we last met, and that little girl has blossomed into a beauty that could topple kingdoms!"

"Hehe, Brother Linglong hasn't changed at all, still as handsome as ever!" Hun Qinghao covered her mouth and laughed, then praised him in return.

The two, who had been separated for a long time, chatted happily, but in a corner of the room, three figures were crouching furtively, chuckling to themselves.

Of the three, only the Amethyst Winged Lion King was forced into this situation, pinned between Holy Wind and Holy Rain and unable to move.

At first, he felt a bit aggrieved, but gradually he was assimilated by the two fun-loving people around him and became one of them.

Holy Wind and Holy Rain: Waaaaah, they finally don't have to face that cold and heartless prince anymore. God knows how they've managed all these years...

Amethyst Winged Lion King: Judging from this, his young master and that pretty boy are having an affair...

The three of them were preoccupied with their own thoughts, but at that moment, a palm-sized purple fluorescent butterfly flew in through the window and brazenly entered the room. However, apart from Hun Qinghao, everyone present seemed not to have seen the purple butterfly.

Holy Spirit Long's expression changed, as if she had noticed something, but she made no move.

As for Hun Qinghao, she was very familiar with the purple butterfly, as it was one of the ways the Hun Clan communicated.

She gently raised her left hand, and the butterfly landed on her fingertip, revealing its form.

Then, Hun Qinghao made a hand seal with his right hand, using the secret method of the Hun Clan to interpret the information carried by the butterfly.

However, after she finished reading the contents, her delicate body trembled violently, and a dark glint flashed in her eyes.

"Bang!" Enraged, she slammed her hand on the table beside her and said coldly, "Damn it! They actually dared to come out!"

The Soul Clan sent a message that three men in black, who were skilled in techniques that could counter the Soul Clan, had attacked Xiao Yan.

The Soul Clan—aren't they the accomplices of those people she encountered five years ago?

Hun Qinghao's sudden outburst of anger not only shocked Sheng Linglong, but also made Yao Chen, who had been inside the ring, tremble.

Yao Chen had already absorbed the fighting spirit that Hun Qing had given him and was hiding in the ring observing this suddenly appearing "Brother Linglong".

But looking him over, he felt there was something strange about the boy, and he wondered if he might have ill intentions. However, the girl trusted him completely, so he didn't say anything more.

Seeing her suddenly become angry, Yao Chen quickly seized the opportunity to say something ambiguous.

"This boy's name is Linglong? Little Qing'er, could your 'Brother Linglong' have some kind of relationship with the Spirit Clan?"

Hun Qinghao was startled by what she heard and turned her head sharply to look at Sheng Linglong, who still looked like the handsome young man she remembered.

But Linglong... the Spirit Clan...

She had never thought about this question before, until Yao Chen mentioned it just now, and she suddenly realized that his surname was Ling.

Seeing that Hun Qinghao had been furious but then looked at her in a daze, Sheng Linglong felt a pang of anxiety. She instinctively knew that this change in Hun Qinghao was because of her, so she smiled and tentatively asked, "Sister Qing'er, what happened that made you so angry?"

Hun Qinghao snapped out of his daze, forced a smile, and then said angrily, "The accomplices of those who chased after Brother Linglong five years ago have reappeared, and this time they've set their sights on Xiao Yan!"

Upon hearing this, Sheng Linglong remained calm, but two people's lips twitched: Sheng Feng and Sheng Yu, the people in question.

They were the ones who beat up that kid named Xiao Yan, but they were just doing what His Highness ordered. It remains to be seen how His Highness will explain this to Miss Qing'er.

Sheng Linglong picked up her teacup, calmly took a sip, and asked nonchalantly, "Xiao Yan? Is he Qing'er's new friend? Is he alright?"

He acted as if he had no idea that he was the one who had put the sack over Xiao Yan's head.

Saint Spirit Long's acting was excellent, and Soul Qing Hao didn't notice anything amiss at all. Moreover, she didn't even suspect that the group of people were Saint Spirit Long. She shook her head and said, "Xiao Yan is fine. Those people didn't kill him, which is what I find most puzzling."

Five years ago, those people harbored immense murderous intent towards her. There's no reason why they would be so gentle towards Xiao Yan five years later. Is it simply because Xiao Yan is the protagonist of this world?

"Perhaps they have ulterior motives," Sheng Linglong said calmly.

Hun Qinghao nodded thoughtfully, then suddenly looked up at Sheng Linglong and asked with a smile, "Brother Linglong knows a lot about Qing'er's background, but Qing'er knows nothing about Brother Linglong. Brother Linglong's surname is Ling, is that related to the Ling Clan?"

Her abrupt question startled Sheng Linglong for a moment. After recovering, she chuckled softly and looked at Hun Qinghao with exceptional sincerity. "Sister Qing'er, when did I ever say my surname was Ling? It's also because I've never told you my full name that you've misunderstood!"

"Sister Qing'er, my name is Sheng Linglong, and I have no relation to the Spirit Clan!"

In fact, it has absolutely no connection with the Devouring Spirit Clan!

(End of this chapter)