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

The farmer looked at the baby, remained silent for a long time, and finally nodded.

"Let's treat raising them as a gift from God."

The woman's eyes were slightly red, and she held the baby even tighter.

"Then... let's give him a name. We can't keep calling him 'Mistress' forever."

The farmer thought for a moment and said, "Our surname is Wang, so let's call him... Wang San. It's simple and easy to remember."

The woman nodded: "Wang San, Wang San... it sounds quite catchy."

She looked down at the baby and whispered, "Little San, from now on you will be my son. I will raise you to be healthy and chubby."

The baby smacked its lips and gave a naive smile in its dream.

The woman's heart melted at the sight of that smile.

Suddenly, she remembered something and looked up at her husband.

"Honey, have you heard?"

"What kind of kindergarten did the Spirit Hall open in the city...?"

The farmer was taken aback: "Kindergarten? What's that?"

The woman said, "I heard it from Aunt Li next door. They specialize in taking in children under six years old, providing food, lodging, and literacy training, all for free!"

"She sent her little grandson there, and he comes back every day reciting 'At the beginning of life, people are inherently good,' he's so proud of himself!"

The farmer's eyes widened: "Free? Is there really such a good thing in the world?"

"That's right!" the woman slapped her thigh.

"I heard it was organized by some holy son and daughter, who said they wanted all children to be able to read and write."

“Although our third child is still young, she can be sent there in a few years.”

"If I learn some skills then, maybe I can become a Soul Master or something..."

The farmer scratched his head, somewhat incredulous: "A Soul Master? With our family's conditions, we can produce a Soul Master?"

The woman rolled her eyes at him: "Why not? Aunt Li's family is even poorer than ours, but her grandson went, didn't he?"

"The Spirit Hall said that they will accept anyone who is of the right age, regardless of their background."

“Our third child has a hard life. She was born without parents. If she can be born into this good fortune, it is a blessing from heaven.”

The farmer paused for a moment, then nodded.

“Alright. We’ll send him there when he’s a few years older.”

……

Wuhun City.

Ling Feng stood by the window, looking at the distant sky.

For some reason, he suddenly felt a strange, inexplicable feeling.

The feeling was strange, as if something important had happened, but he didn't know what it was.

"What's wrong?" Qian Renxue's voice came from behind.

Ling Feng shook his head: "It's nothing. I'm probably just a little tired after absorbing the spirit ring."

Qian Renxue walked to his side and said softly, "Then you should rest early. You have to go to the Hall of Offerings tomorrow. The grandfathers said they want to celebrate for you."

Ling Feng nodded.

Qian Renxue turned and left.

Ling Feng continued to look at the sky outside the window.

In fact, the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger's 200,000-year-old soul bone possesses a second soul skill, which is...

A life-or-death duel arena!

With his current cultivation level, anyone who is no more than ten levels below him, that is, a Soul Saint below level 78, will be forcibly pulled into the arena.

Inside the arena, everyone regains their strength at age six, while Ling Feng receives an amplification based on his six-year-old strength.

This might not be very noticeable in the early stages, but what about after level 99 or 100?

Enough for a first-level god to slaughter a god-king!

P.S.: Based on reader feedback regarding Soul Bone Skills, it would be better to add a second Death Arena.

Chapter 77 The Lower Four Sects, Go and Subdue Them

Half a month later, news of Ling Feng's breakthrough to Soul Emperor spread throughout the continent.

Offering Hall.

Golden sunlight streamed into the hall through the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, with seven enshrined deities seated on either side, and the chief enshrined deity, Sendo Ryu, seated in the main position.

Ling Feng and Qian Renxue stood side by side in the hall, enduring the scrutinizing gazes of everyone.

Level 68.

Golden Crocodile Douluo spoke first, his voice full of admiration, "An eleven-year-old level sixty-eight Soul Emperor, this is the first time I've ever seen one in all my years of life."

The Thousand-Pound Douluo stroked his beard and laughed, "The key is his solid foundation, without any superficiality. This kid is much stronger than we were back then."

The Demon-Slaying Douluo rarely spoke: "Strong? He's practically a monster."

Everyone laughed.

Qian Daoliu raised his hand to signal everyone to be quiet and looked at Ling Feng.

"Xiao Feng, I've invited you here today because there's something I want to discuss."

Ling Feng bowed slightly: "Grandpa Qian, please speak."

Qian Xunji, who was standing to the side, said, "Among the four lower sects, the Fire Leopard Sect and the Elephant Armor Sect have been wavering in their positions over the years."

"On the surface, they submit to the Spirit Hall, but in secret they are flirting with the two great empires."

"Especially the Fire Leopard Sect, relying on its sect leader Fire Leopard King being an 86th-level Soul Douluo, has become increasingly arrogant in recent years."

He paused, then continued, "Now that the Spirit Hall is powerful, it's time for them to make a choice."

Ling Feng understood.

Of the four lower sects, the Holy Dragon Sect has been merged into the Spirit Hall, while the White Tiger Sect has always kept a low profile and is a pawn of the Star Luo Royal Family, making it impossible for them to be subdued.

The remaining Fire Leopard Sect and Elephant Armor Sect should indeed be subdued.

"Your Majesty means..."

Qian Xunji looked at the several elders and said, "I have discussed with the elders and we plan to have you lead the team to subdue these two sects."

Ling Feng was slightly taken aback.

Let him lead the team?

Although he is now a level 68 Soul Emperor and his combat power is enough to fight against low-level Title Douluo, he is still young.

Such tasks of subduing sects are usually handled by elders.

Qian Xunji saw his confusion and smiled, "You are now the Holy Son of the Spirit Hall, renowned throughout the continent."

"Your involvement not only demonstrates the importance placed on both sects, but also lets them see the true worth of the Spirit Hall this generation."

Golden Crocodile Douluo replied, "Don't worry, I won't let you go alone."

"I have arranged for Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo to accompany you. With two titled Douluo in charge, they will be enough to intimidate the Fire Leopard Sect and the Elephant Armor Sect."

Ling Feng was certain.

Chrysanthemum Douluo Yue Guan – Level 95 Title Douluo.

Ghost Douluo, a level 93 titled Douluo.

The two can even use the Martial Soul Fusion Skill, the Polar Stillness Domain. With such a lineup, they are more than capable of subduing two of the Lower Four Sects.

"This junior obeys," Ling Feng said, clasping his hands in a fist salute.

Qian Renxue whispered from the side, "I want to go too."

Qian Xunji glanced at his daughter and nodded: "Alright, you are now a high-level Soul King, go out and see the world."

Jin Chen immediately panicked: "What about me? What about me?"

Golden Crocodile Douluo slapped him on the back of the head: "What's your hurry? Stay home and cultivate properly. We'll talk about it when you reach the Soul King level!"

Jin Chen covered the back of his head, looking aggrieved and not daring to speak.

Everyone burst into laughter again.

Three days later, outside Wuhun City.

Two luxurious carriages are ready.

The drivers were all Soul King level experts, and they were accompanied by twenty elite Soul Emperors from the Spirit Hall, creating an imposing atmosphere.

Yue Guan stood beside the carriage, dressed in white, her delicate fingers gently gesturing, her face bearing her usual reserved smile.

A ghostly figure stood beside him, shrouded in a black robe. The eyes beneath the mask were as deep as a pool, and the chilling aura emanating from him made people instinctively retreat.

The sight of two titled Douluo standing side by side is already quite awe-inspiring.

What's even more frightening is that the Martial Soul Fusion Skill, the Two Extremes Stillness Domain, which the two of them use together, is enough to contend with a level 97 Super Douluo.

With this configuration, subduing the four lower sects is more than enough.

Ling Feng and Qian Renxue walked out of the city, followed by a group of entourage.

Jin Chen originally wanted to follow, but was slapped back by Golden Crocodile Douluo and is now hiding at the city gate, watching longingly.

"Senior Yueguan, Senior Guimei, thank you for waiting."

Ling Feng clasped his hands in a fist salute.

Yue Guan greeted him with a smile: "Oh, Holy Son, you're too kind. It's our honor to accompany you on this trip."

The ghost didn't speak, but simply nodded slightly.