Douluo Continent: The Twin Holy Dragons of Light and Darkness, the Dragon Emperor Breaks Through the

She stood up and walked to the bronze mirror.

The girl in the mirror was twelve years old, with a ponytail, wearing a soaking wet black outfit, her face pale, but her eyes bright.

She raised her left arm and waved it gently. A silver claw mark appeared in the air and lingered for three seconds before disappearing.

Soul Bone Skill: Netherworld Shadow Claw.

A 50,000-year-old soul bone, the left arm bone, from a 50,000-year-old Shadow Nether Cat.

Soul Bone Skill allows for attacks from a distance of ten steps, and claw marks ignore most physical defenses.

Zhu Zhuqing stared at the fading claw mark in silence for a long time.

Then she took off her soaking wet clothes, changed into a clean dress, sat by the window, and looked at the moon outside.

The moon in Wuhun City was brighter than that in Xingluo City, almost blindingly so.

The moonlight shone on her face, illuminating the confusion in her eyes.

She became stronger, but she didn't know what good it would do to her.

The next morning, Zhu Zhuqing served Ling Feng as usual, helping him wash up.

When she carried the copper basin into Ling Feng's room, Ling Feng had already gotten up, was sitting on the edge of the bed, and closed his eyes, as if he were meditating.

She placed the copper basin on the shelf and stepped aside.

Ling Feng opened his eyes and glanced at her. "Absorbed it?"

Zhu Zhuqing nodded. "Absorbed."

Ling Feng stood up, walked to the copper basin, and bent down to wash his face. "What is a Soul Bone Skill?"

Zhu Zhuqing hesitated for a moment. "Netherworld Shadow Claw."

Fifty thousand years old, left arm bone, capable of attacking from a distance within ten paces, claw marks ignore most physical defenses.

Ling Feng straightened up and wiped the water droplets from his face. "Not bad."

Practice hard.

He walked out of the room, with Zhu Zhuqing following behind him.

Ning Rongrong ran out of the offering hall, the Nine-Treasure Glazed Pagoda spinning in her palm, its seven-colored light illuminating her little face.

She is twelve years old this year, a level forty-one Soul Master, and possesses innate full Soul Power.

Her eyes lit up when she saw Zhu Zhuqing. "Sister Zhuqing, you've come!"

I heard you absorbed a 50,000-year-old soul bone yesterday!

Wow, that's amazing!

Zhu Zhuqing shook her head. "Not as good as Rongrong."

You became a Soul Master at twelve, while I'm only a Soul Venerable.

Ning Rongrong tilted her head.

"Sister Zhuqing, you've only been in Martial Soul for a month and you've already broken through to level three, and you've even absorbed a 50,000-year-old soul bone."

"In a few more months, you'll definitely reach the Soul Sect level!"

Zhu Zhuqing didn't know how to respond, so she just nodded.

Ning Rongrong didn't mind and took her hand. "Sister Zhuqing, I don't need to cultivate today. Let me take you to Martial Soul City for a stroll!"

You've been here for a month and haven't even left the main hall yet!

Zhu Zhuqing glanced at Ling Feng.

Ling Feng didn't look at her, but simply told Jin Chen, "Keep practicing," and then turned and left.

Zhu Zhuqing watched him walk away, then turned to look at Ning Rongrong. "Okay."

Ning Rongrong, holding Zhu Zhuqing's hand, skipped and hopped out of the offering hall.

The streets of Wuhun City are wide and clean, with shops lining both sides and pedestrians bustling about.

Ning Rongrong was like a bird released from its cage, running to this stall to look around, and then running to that stall to touch things.

"Sister Zhuqing, look how pretty this hairpin is!"

Chapter 241 The True Genius

"Sister Zhuqing, would you like some candied hawthorn?"

"Sister Zhuqing, does this dress suit me?"

Zhu Zhuqing followed behind her, watching her excited expression, a slight smile playing on her lips.

She hadn't felt this relaxed in a long time. Ever since Dai Mubai left, her heart had felt like it was being weighed down by a stone, making it hard to breathe.

"Sister Zhuqing, let's go take a look over there!" Ning Rongrong grabbed her hand and ran towards a small alley.

Deep in the alley, there is an arms shop.

The shop was small, with a flag hanging at the entrance, on which was painted a long sword.

Ning Rongrong ran into the shop, with Zhu Zhuqing following behind her.

There were a few people standing in the shop.

Zhu Zhuqing was stunned.

The leader was a girl, about fifteen or sixteen years old, with long, dark green hair draped over her shoulders and a pair of dark green eyes that looked like two emeralds.

Her martial soul is the Azure Dragon, a level 62 Soul Emperor, and she is surrounded by a faint dark green mist.

Behind her stood a young girl whose eyes seemed to flicker with flames.

Martial Soul: Demon Fox, Level 61 Soul Emperor.

There was also a red-haired youth, burly in stature, whose martial soul was Flame Lord, a level 61 Soul Emperor.

A black-haired youth with a cold and stern face held two moon blades in his hands. His martial soul was the Moon Blade, and he was a level 61 Soul Emperor.

They were fifteen or sixteen years old and already Soul Emperors, while Zhu Zhuqing was twelve and had just passed level thirty.

Dugu Yan lowered her head and looked at Zhu Zhuqing.

Her gaze was calm, without any contempt, only a faint scrutiny.

"You are Zhu Zhuqing?"

Ling Feng's new maid?

Zhu Zhuqing nodded. "Yes."

Dugu Yan glanced at her. "Twelve years old, a three-ring Soul Master, who absorbed a 50,000-year-old Soul Bone."

Not bad.

But not enough.

"There are plenty of twelve-year-old kids from the Spirit Hall who are much stronger than you."

Zhu Zhuqing lowered her head. "I know."

The girl in red walked up to Zhu Zhuqing and looked at her. "Your name is Zhu Zhuqing?"

The Zhu family of the Star Luo Empire?

Hu Liena smiled slightly, a beautiful smile, but with a hint of sharpness. "My name is Hu Liena."

This is Xie Yue, my brother.

This is Yan.

We are all...friends of Brother Lingfeng.

A slight smile played on her lips. "You don't need to be nervous."

We won't eat you.

Zhu Zhuqing raised her head and looked at Hu Liena.

Hu Liena was half a head taller than her, fifteen years old, and a level sixty-one Soul Emperor.

Her eyes were bright, like a fox's eyes, with a natural charm and cunning.

"You absorbed a 50,000-year-old soul bone?" Hu Liena asked.

Zhu Zhuqing nodded. "Mm."

Hu Liena nodded. "That's right."

But not enough.

There is no shortage of talented Soul Masters in the Martial Soul realm.

"If you want to gain a foothold here, a single soul bone isn't enough."

Zhu Zhuqing lowered her head. "I know."

Xie Yue walked up to Zhu Zhuqing, looked at her calmly. "Your martial soul is the Netherworld Cat, an agility-based attack."

For agility-based Soul Masters, speed is the most important factor.

"You're still too slow."

Zhu Zhuqing lowered her head. "I know."

Yan also walked over. He was tall and burly, two heads taller than Zhu Zhuqing. He looked down at her and grinned. "Little girl, don't be afraid."

We are not bad people.

"If you cultivate diligently with Brother Lingfeng, you will become stronger in the future."

Zhu Zhuqing nodded.

Ning Rongrong stood aside, watching Zhu Zhuqing being surrounded by Dugu Yan and the others, and felt a little worried. "Sister Yan, Sister Zhuqing has only been here for a month, don't scare her."

Dugu Yan glanced at Ning Rongrong. "We didn't scare her."

I just told her what martial spirits were.