Douluo Continent II: Senior Sister, Please Help Me Cultivate

Chapter 1: Teammates Sacrificed (New Book, Please Add to Favorites)

The outer perimeter of the Starry Sky Forest.

In the dense woods.

"Roar!!" A deafening roar resounded through the sky, and what appeared before everyone was a lion-like soul beast that was nearly three meters long and more than one meter tall at the shoulder.

The lion's distinctive mane spread out, and its fiery red fur appeared even more majestic and powerful under the illumination of the flames surrounding its body.

His muscles were sharply defined, and his brown-yellow eyes exuded a cold aura.

This is a Flame Lion King with 500 years of cultivation, but its current condition is not good.

The Flame Lion King's nose was broken by a tremendous force, its tail was severed, and a hideous wound stretched from its left rib to its abdomen, from which blood gushed out, staining the earth.

Four Soul Masters stood guard around the Flame Lion King.

At this moment, the flames rising from the Flame Lion King's body suddenly condensed and transformed into a beam of flame identical to its body, charging towards the tall, burly man holding an iron shield who was at the forefront of the four.

Flame Lion King's innate skill: Flame Clone Strike.

Two spirit rings, one white and one yellow, flashed on the tall, muscular man holding the shield. Earthy yellow light and shadow condensed on the shield. In the blink of an eye, the shield collided with the Flame Lion King's flame clone. The flames dissipated, and the shield-wielding man's shield turned crimson. He was knocked back by the impact of the flame explosion.

Just as the Flame Lion King was trying to break through.

A handsome young man, over seven feet tall, with sword-like eyebrows and bright eyes, exquisite features, and holding a black knife.

Seizing the moment when the Flame Lion King unleashed its soul skill, the blade flashed with a shimmering light, but no soul rings lit up. Clearly, this young man's control over his martial soul had reached an extremely profound level.

He plunged the knife into the Flame Lion King's abdomen. Then, in a flash, he teleported three meters away.

As soon as the boy retreated, flames erupted from the Flame Lion King's body.

Clearly, if the boy had been too slow in retreating, he might have...

However, the Flame Lion King's injuries had become even more severe, and it was now on the verge of death. The boy's deep stab to its abdomen had severely damaged the Flame Lion King's internal organs, and the internal bleeding would soon take its life.

Just when the Flame Lion King was at his wit's end and wanted to rush forward to fight a few humans to the death.

A yellow spirit ring lit up on a middle-aged man, and vines wrapped around him, briefly binding the Flame Lion King...

Before long, with the help of the three, the Flame Lion King's body fell to the ground.

The four people slowly stepped forward, and then the last one, a male Soul Master of about twenty years old with an ordinary appearance, said, "Alright, you guys protect me. After I absorb the Soul Ring, I will give your team the final payment."

After speaking, the ordinary-looking man, who appeared to be the employer, ended the life of the Flame Lion King, and a yellow soul ring slowly condensed from the Flame Lion King's corpse.

The man took out a cushion from a low-grade bracelet-style storage soul tool and began absorbing the Flame Lion King's soul ring.

While the employer was absorbing the spirit ring, the other three were idly hanging around him.

The tall man, whose martial spirit was a shield, looked at the corpse of the Flame Lion King and prepared to skin it.

Because the Flame Lion King's fur is constantly enveloped in flames, it can subtly dispel moisture, making it highly sought after by nobles and extremely valuable.

Just as the tall, burly man was pulling the Flame Lion King's corpse away from his employer to skin it, a strange change occurred. Underneath the peeled skin, the man saw a magnificent red light flashing.

The big man involuntarily swallowed.

The big man quickly calmed down, covered himself with the fur, and then turned the corpse of the Flame Lion King around to conceal the light.

Then he said to his two teammates, "Li Si, Chen Feng, you two come and help. You're just trying to slack off, aren't you? Hurry up and help me skin the animals. If you don't come, you two can forget about getting any gold soul coins from selling these animal hides."

The middle-aged man who had just used vines to restrain the Flame Lion King said, "Damn it, Zhang San, don't even think about eating it all by yourself. We're coming right now."

Chen Feng frowned, feeling that something was off about Zhang San. He knew that Zhang San used to always be the one to skin the beasts and then secretly keep some of their parts.

Chen Feng was puzzled, and his attention immediately became much more focused. He then slowly walked towards Zhang San.

Zhang San watched as Li Si walked quickly toward him, while Chen Feng walked at a leisurely pace, and suddenly became somewhat anxious.

Zhang San is the only Soul Master in the team, with a Soul Power level of 32. However, his strength is at the bottom among Soul Masters. He has one white and two yellow Soul Rings, and his Martial Soul quality is also average. He can't even beat those Great Soul Masters with powerful Martial Souls and the best Soul Ring ratio.

Zhang San was extremely anxious. Among the three-person team, the one he feared the most was Chen Feng, who had just broken through to the Great Soul Master level not long ago but whose soul power had already reached level 23, and whose soul rings were also the best combination.

His strength was terrifying; Chen Feng was almost half responsible for the severe injury to the Flame Lion King, making Chen Feng, who was almost thirty years old when he broke through to the Soul Venerable realm, envious and jealous.

His other teammate, Li Si, whose martial soul was a vine, was even less talented than him. Despite his advanced age, his soul power was still stuck at level 29 and he couldn't move.

Soon Li Si arrived in front of Zhang San, then took out a knife and began to skin him.

Zhang San just moved the Flame Lion King's position, so Li Si can't see the light of the soul bone yet. But as the skinning process continues, Li Si will discover it sooner or later.

Meanwhile, Chen Feng continued walking at a leisurely pace.

Seeing this, Zhang San was extremely anxious and hurriedly said, "Chen Feng, come and help quickly."

Chen Feng's heart tightened. Looking at Zhang San urging him to hurry up, he thought, "What kind of trick is Zhang San up to... If Zhang San acts strangely later, I'll chop him up with a knife."

Chen Feng was wary, but he smiled and said, "I'm coming right now."

Zhang San watched Li Si getting closer and closer to the Soul Bone, and then looked at Chen Feng, who was about to reach his attack range. He swallowed hard with excitement.

Later, while Li Si and Chen Feng are off guard, we'll launch a surprise attack and kill them. Then we'll kill the employer who's powerless to resist absorbing the soul ring, and the soul bone will be ours...

Closer! Closer still!!!

At that moment, Li Si, who was peeling skins, suddenly saw a flash of red light. "This is!!!!"

Zhang San immediately activated his Martial Soul, unleashing his second Soul Skill, Earth Power, and his third Soul Skill, Iron Armor Shock!

Zhang San suddenly launched a surprise attack, his two yellow spirit rings lighting up. He picked up his iron shield and slammed it into the ground.

A terrifying shockwave spread five meters outwards from the iron shield, and the unsuspecting Li Si was instantly shattered by the terrifying shockwave, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

Li Si stared at the strange bone beneath the fur, which gleamed and shone with a dazzling light, and uttered the last two words, "Soul Bone!!"

Then Li Si felt a sharp pain in his body, stared intently at Zhang San's greedy and ferocious face, closed his eyes tightly, and the world plunged into darkness...

Chen Feng remained on guard, and when Zhang San unleashed his soul skill, he took a step back, narrowly avoiding it.

At this moment, Zhang San looked at his employer who was engrossed in absorbing the soul ring, gripped his iron shield tightly, and smashed it hard against the employer's neck, causing the employer to die instantly.

Zhang San stared at Chen Feng, a commoner by birth but handsome, young, and exceptionally talented with the best possible spirit ring configuration, with bloodshot eyes, and said maliciously, "Chen Feng, a genius like you deserves to die."

Chen Feng's expression remained calm. "Why make such grand pronouncements? Isn't it just that you want to keep the soul bone for yourself and kill me to cover your tracks? Then let's have a fight. The winner gets everything."

A sharp aura suddenly surged from Chen Feng, and that sharp light made Zhang San feel like he had thorns in his back.

Chen Feng rushed forward in one stride, a flash of light on the black blade. This was Chen Feng's first soul skill, Sharpening Blade. When using this soul skill, Chen Feng's attack power increased by fifty percent, and the sharpness of his martial soul, Soul Breaking Blade, increased by fifty percent.

After saying that, Chen Feng rushed towards Zhang San.

Zhang San looked at Chen Feng's Soul-Breaking Blade with apprehension. He considered himself to be tough and resilient, but he didn't think his physical body could be tougher than that of the Flame Lion King. Even the Flame Lion King had a large hole in it with a single strike. He didn't want to try it. Moreover, Chen Feng's second soul skill was teleportation, which was extremely dangerous.

Zhang San remembered that Chen Feng once said that his second soul skill could not be used continuously. Each use required a five-minute interval before it could be used again, and it consumed a great deal of soul power.

Zhang San gripped the iron shield tightly, thinking that as long as he could block Chen Feng's first round of teleportation attacks, he could steadily outmaneuver Chen Feng by relying on his Soul Master level soul power. Once Chen Feng's soul power was exhausted, he would be at Chen Feng's mercy.

Soon, the sword and shield clashed, the clanging sounds echoing incessantly, and the two exchanged dozens of blows in no time.

Chen Feng's Soul-Shattering Blade was extremely sharp. Each strike was powerful and domineering, leaving deep marks on Zhang San's iron armor shield. Since a Soul Master's Martial Soul is closely related to the Soul Master, Zhang San felt as if each strike was cutting into his own body, causing him immense pain. Even his mind felt like it was being pricked by needles.

Zhang San thought to himself, "Chen Feng is really strange. Every strike seems to be attacking my mind. Damn it! I can't delay any longer."

Zhang San shouted, "Chen Feng, prepare to die! Armor Shock!!"

Chen Feng saw the iron shield that collided with his Soul-Breaking Blade emit a bright golden light, and a terrifying shockwave swept over him.

Chen Feng knew that although his attack power was formidable, his defense was lacking, and he couldn't withstand Zhang San's third soul skill, which was the worst-performing soul master, in a head-on confrontation.

He immediately retreated, but how could Chen Feng's retreat speed be faster than the vibration? He only retreated two meters before the vibration caught up with him. Seeing that he was about to be hit by Zhang San's iron armor, he quickly used his second soul skill to teleport away three meters away.

Zhang San said, "Hahaha, Chen Feng, you're dead. Without teleportation, let's see how you dodge my Earth Power."

A beam of earthy yellow light flashed and hurtled toward Chen Feng. This power of the earth was useful for both offense and defense; it could be used to attack or to strengthen defense, making it extremely useful.

Chen Feng took a step forward, and in the next instant, Zhang San stared in disbelief at the long sword that had pierced through his chest from behind.

Zhang San muttered, "Why can you still teleport...?"

Chen Feng, his face pale, gripped the Soul-Shattering Blade tightly and churned it violently, shattering Zhang San's heart.

"How could I possibly tell you all the effects of my soul skills without holding back? You won't have that chance in this life. Remember to use your brain more in your next life."

Upon hearing these words that were so utterly devastating, Zhang San coughed up a mouthful of blood and died instantly.

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