Douluo Continent: Long Live the Spirit Hall

When calcium carbonate is calcined at high temperatures, it undergoes a chemical reaction to produce calcium oxide and carbon dioxide. Calcium oxide also has another name: lime powder, an essential ingredient for scheming in the world of martial arts.

Yan is in a dangerous situation. That evil spirit master is about to do something unspeakable to Liya, the older sister who has been taking care of him. Judging from this guy's behavior, he can't be a good person. If he waits until he's done, he'll be dead too. He has to find a way to save himself.

However, after assessing the strength of both sides, he and the group of children lying on the ground hadn't even seen how this guy got there. They only heard a strange buzzing sound before feeling dizzy and fainting. This proved that the opponent's strength was definitely beyond his current ability to confront head-on.

As for escaping, he had considered sneaking away while this bastard was doing something bad, but the noise would likely attract his attention, and he wasn't confident he could get away unscathed after attracting his attention.

In this situation, if he still wanted to save himself, he could only weaken his opponent first and then create an opportunity. Lime powder was the best choice after he carefully looked around.

"Don't you dare trick me, Dawn Elf."

Yan silently recited the mantra in his mind, then carefully moved his palm, slowly gathering several scattered white stones into his hand. His hand then underwent a change.

He used the obstacles to hide himself from the bedroom's view, and then surprisingly put his hand into the roaring fireplace.

A very subtle energy fluctuation flashed by, and Yan's entire arm instantly became as hard as granite. Dark red flames rose in the fireplace, and the temperature of the burning firewood, which was only a few hundred degrees, instantly soared to a thousand degrees.

"Hmm, a fireplace? Did it burn something? The temperature suddenly rose so much?"

Inside the guest room bedroom, Bloodbat Rasol, having stripped naked, was preparing to go to bed for battle when he suddenly paused and glanced outside the door. The fireplace, which was originally orange-red, had inexplicably turned dark red, a strange sight that caught his attention.

He didn't go out to investigate immediately. Instead, he circulated his soul power, and his first soul skill shone brightly. A strange and subtle sound wave quickly swept through the entire hotel from his center. Then, his expression relaxed slightly. "I didn't find anything unusual. Could it be that I'm just being paranoid?"

Beside the fireplace in the guest room, Yan was filled with tension, but he was indeed lucky; Rasol ultimately did not leave the bedroom. As Rasol slowly turned around, a little boy carefully withdrew his hand, putting a handful of white powder into his pocket.

"Uncle Lake, Little Blue, Little Tiger... what's wrong with you all..."

Inside the bedroom, as Lassall turned around, walked to the bedside, and prepared to pounce on her, a childish voice suddenly rang out from the hall outside the bedroom. He couldn't help but frown and turn his head to look towards the hall again.

"Xiao Yan, run!"

Inside the bedroom, Liya had regained some strength and was at least able to speak. When she heard the sound, she couldn't help but scream and tell the little boy to run away. However, it seemed to have the opposite effect; the little boy who had screamed earlier seemed to be coming towards the bedroom instead.

"Sister Liya."

Along with the shouts came the sound of approaching footsteps. Lassall gave a mocking smile to Liya, who was lying on the bed with little strength left, and then walked towards the bedroom door. There he saw a little boy stumbling and running to the door. The two were now facing each other, less than two meters apart.

"what……"

Just as a cruel, bloodthirsty light flashed in the eyes of the Blood Bat Rasol, a cloud of white snow instantly filled his vision, and then a cloud of white powder accurately hit his head, the intense burning pain in his eyes making him cry out in alarm.

He was careless; he never expected to be ambushed by a child. The lime powder smeared his eyes, and he instinctively cried out, but the even more intense burning pain caused him to scream in agony.

Lime powder, scientifically known as calcium oxide, reacts violently when it comes into contact with water, producing calcium hydroxide and releasing intense heat. Therefore, if it gets into the eyes and is not handled properly, it can even burn and ulcerate the eyeballs.

The eyes are one of the most vital organs in the human body. When the eyes are burned and ulcerated, the pain is so intense that it penetrates to the bone marrow and is absolutely unbearable.

Blood Bat Rasoul has been wanted by the Spirit Hall for so long without being caught, which means he is above average in both strength and willpower. But even someone like him can't bear the pain when tears blur his vision and the lime powder reacts violently.

"Boom bang bang..."

Lassor went berserk, pounding his fists in all directions to vent his pain. The walls and furniture of the guest room were instantly damaged, with all sorts of debris flying and scattering, and the flying fragments even creating large holes in the walls.

Chapter 4 Between Pursuit and Escape

"Here, the water's coming."

Inside the guest room bedroom, Lassor screamed and rushed to the hall to find some water to wash off the powder on his face. Suddenly, the boy's voice rang out again, accompanied by a stream of water being splashed.

He instinctively dodged, unsure if it was real water. Then, he darted straight towards the direction from which the sound came, channeling his soul power into his palm and slapping it directly.

"Oh!"

As he took the picture, he felt something was wrong with the touch. It turned out the boy had already run away. He was about to use his soul skill to locate the little beast when he suddenly felt his foot kick something. He felt a sloshing liquid. Lassor looked down, opened his blurry eyes, and saw the outline of a bucket.

In his desperation, he was grasping at straws and didn't care about anything else. All he wanted was to wash the powder off his face as quickly as possible. He hurriedly grabbed a bucket of water and brought it to his face, and then...

"what……"

Amidst an even more pitiful howl, a loud bang rang out as the bucket was smashed to pieces by Lassor. Wisps of white steam rose from his face, which was originally pale but was now completely red, with what appeared to be burns and ulcers around his eyes.

"I forgot to tell you, lime powder cannot be washed with water, it will cause burns."

The little boy's voice rang out again, this time from somewhere in the hall. Lassall struggled to open his eyes and looked through his blurry vision. He saw that the little boy seemed to be by the window, or even had climbed onto the window and was preparing to jump down to escape.

"You little beast, stop right there!"

Having suffered such a great loss this time, how could Lasor possibly let this little boy go? With a roar, he channeled his soul power and charged forward. However, the boy was faster than him; before he could even speak, the boy had already let go and jumped out of the window.

"Boom..."

Yan leaped from the lobby of the second-floor guest rooms, his body somersaulting in mid-air before crashing squarely into a small tree on the muddy ground below, smashing the waist-high sapling to pieces. He landed on his back, rolled over, and, gritting his teeth against the pain, stood up abruptly.

He had calculated the height and landing point earlier, and fortunately, he was lucky and there were no mistakes.

The second floor of the hotel is about three or four meters high. If an adult jumps down and lands on both feet, they might get injured or sprain their ankle. But if a six or seven-year-old child lands on their back and accurately knocks down a small tree, they might feel pain and get injured, but unless they are extremely unlucky, it shouldn't affect their mobility.

This reasoning has some scientific basis: children are lighter, so the impact of a fall is far less than that on an adult.

Furthermore, children's bones are still developing and have better resilience, while adult bones are already fully formed and more prone to fractures. Children's bodies have a stronger ability to repair themselves during development than adults'. Adults usually suffer from long-term effects from sprains or fractures, while healthy children rarely suffer from long-term effects from falls.

Yan, from his previous life, had a deep understanding of this. He was a bit mischievous as a child, and in elementary school, he accidentally stepped into the attic and fell face down. He thought he was going to die, but then he was fine (of course, this kind of behavior is not encouraged; who knows if something bad might happen).

"Boom!"

Just as Yan felt pain all over his body, a loud explosion suddenly came from the room above his head. The flying debris and howling wind startled him awake. The moment the sound rang out, he ran towards the location he had planned to reach.

Inside the second-floor guest room, one wall appeared to have been violently demolished, with an entire panel flying off. A figure, suspended in mid-air, reacted swiftly, a pair of bat wings rising from his back to stabilize him—it was Lassor.

Four spirit rings, two yellow and two purple, hovered around Rasol, who had released his martial spirit. He channeled his spirit power into his eyes to suppress the pain and kept turning his head to try to find the little beast's location. However, the severe injury to his eyes had greatly impaired his vision, and he could only see some blurry light and shadow.

"Ding!"

Lasso was blinded by rage, his mind now consumed by the thought of capturing that little beast and torturing him to death. Although he couldn't see the other person, he wasn't helpless. With a thought, his third spirit ring suddenly jingled.

Accompanied by a pale purple glow, a crimson radiance, accompanied by a series of buzzing sound waves, swept through the inn's courtyard.

"Damn it, that's the sound, like the Bat Martial Soul, is it ultrasonic waves?"

As Yan carefully moved using cover, he was once again struck by the sonic attack and his head spun, almost causing him to collapse to the ground.

Fortunately, the outdoor environment is different from the indoor environment. Lasor's soul skill was weakened because he couldn't see the exact target, and the open outdoor space further reduced its power, which is why Yan barely managed not to fall down.

He dared not linger, clutching his ears and opening his mouth wide. Although this method was meant to cope with the shockwaves of exploding artillery shells on the battlefield, at this moment he had no choice but to try anything. After taking this action, he forcibly gathered his soul power and then quickly passed through a pile of debris.

"I've found you, little mouse."

Rasol, who was circling in the sky, suddenly twitched his ears and turned his face toward the direction Yan had fled. The physical qualities of a four-ring Soul Master far exceeded those of ordinary people. Although his eyes were severely damaged, it did not prevent him from finding a child who had taken to action.

Lasol's figure rapidly lowered, quickly closing in on the fleeing Yan. In an instant, the distance between the two closed to less than ten meters, and then Lasol's second spirit ring shone brightly once more.

"Bloodthirsty Claws!!!"

Rasol's body blazed with crimson light, his claws glowing brightly red, their sharp aura carrying a strong stench of blood. Pairs of blood-red claws rapidly coalesced on his hands before shooting out with a sudden burst of energy.

His attack skill has two forms: one is to concentrate energy in the palm for close combat, and the other is to shoot it out like this for long-range attacks.

A continuous stream of crimson claw shadows shot out, like a rain of blood enveloping Yan's direction. However, perhaps due to impaired vision, Rasol's aim seemed to be off, and this wave of soul skills all missed.

"Warning: Energy flow is gathering at the target location, and it will explode completely in nine seconds... Optimal path: jump forward in five seconds, turn left... turn right..."

Just as Rasol unleashed his soul skill, a voice kept ringing in Yan's mind, reminding him of his actions. He dodged the attack with skillful footwork, but this evasion also greatly reduced his speed, and the distance between him and the guy behind him closed further, now less than five meters.

"You little beast, I'm going to eat you alive."

Behind Yan came Rasol's angry shout, and the distance between the two closed further. In front of them, a warehouse came into view.

Chapter 5 The Big Bang

"Oh!"

A whistling wind came from behind Yan. He quickly lunged and bent down, and a ball of blood-red energy slammed into the door in front of him, instantly corroding a large hole that was emitting blue smoke.

Yan, bracing himself on the ground like a dog face-planting in the mud, didn't care about his posture and immediately used all four limbs to propel himself forward, smashing open the warehouse door and rolling inside. Lasor, following closely behind, folded his wings and landed quickly, also rushing inside.

"You little beast, don't even think about running away. I'll devour you alive today, I'll break all your limbs one by one, and then suck your last drop of blood dry..."

Lasor didn't feel too uncomfortable entering the dark warehouse. Although his vision was still impaired, the enclosed and cramped environment was just right for him to fight.

He roared, trying to scare Yan out, but he wasn't in a hurry when he didn't get what he wanted. Instead, he waved his hand and closed the warehouse door. He didn't believe that little mouse could run anywhere else.

"Hu~~"

A sudden whooshing sound came instantly, as if something had been thrown by the little mouse. Lasol was filled with rage, and with his blood-red claws slamming down, the flying cloth bag exploded in a flash, spraying snow-white powder all over Lasol's face.

"Flour. It's alright..."

Lasor panicked when he was smeared with powder. The damage the white powder had caused him was still fresh in his mind. If it happened again, his eyes might be completely ruined. However, it seemed that the little mouse didn't have much white powder. This time, it threw a bag of flour at him instead.

"Huhuhu..."

A series of whooshing sounds followed as large bags of flour were thrown at Lassor from all directions. The little beast kept moving as he threw the things, making it impossible for him, with his impaired vision, to pinpoint the exact location. It was truly despicable.

bang bang bang...

Enraged, Lasor, having confirmed that the bundles were all flour, no longer hesitated. He tore them apart with his claws to vent his anger, while simultaneously darting towards the direction from which the wind was coming, determined to catch the little mouse that had injured him.

In the dark warehouse, Yan kept moving while throwing bags of flour weighing forty or fifty pounds at Lasor, who was chasing after him, hindering the pursuit and creating the external conditions he needed.

The idea of ​​a six-year-old child casually tossing away forty or fifty pounds of flour sounds fantastical, but it can be explained in the case of Yan in this world. He is not an ordinary person, but a Soul Master, just like Lasor who is chasing him.

Soul Masters are the noblest and most transcendent group in the Douluo Continent, possessing extraordinary power that surpasses that of ordinary people.

Everyone on the Douluo Continent possesses a Martial Soul, but not everyone possesses innate Soul Power. Only those who possess innate Soul Power at the time of Martial Soul awakening can rely on innate Soul Power as a catalyst to draw energy for cultivation, thus becoming noble Soul Masters.

Yan is a genius. Uncle Lake, Uncle Bart, and Sister Liya all say so because he has the best innate talent, the strongest martial soul, and the highest awakened soul power among this group of children.

He possesses a top-tier beast spirit, and his physical attributes far surpass those of ordinary people. His level 10 spirit power also grants him speed and strength that exceed those of adults. This is why he was able to casually toss flour while constantly fleeing, causing trouble for Lasor behind him.

"Little mouse, little mouse, you can't escape..."

Lasor was fast in the dark, but the warehouse was cluttered with too many things, and Yan was very experienced at playing hide-and-seek, constantly creating various obstacles for him.

By this time, the snow-white flour had filled the entire warehouse, and Rasol's anger had reached its peak. After being tricked by Yan again, he finally used his trump card, and his deep purple fourth spirit ring suddenly shone brightly.

"Roar~~~"

The piercing scream seemed to tear apart people's eardrums. Yan, who was running away, froze for a moment, and then noticed the black mist spreading rapidly behind him.

Lasor's fourth soul skill could easily subdue even Liya, a three-ring Soul Master, so it would naturally be invincible against Yan, who was only level ten. However, at this moment, because his vision was greatly impaired, he could not lock onto the target directly, so the power of his soul skill was somewhat dispersed, which gave Yan an opportunity.

"Damn it, it hurts so much, but I can't stop..."

A sound wave kept assaulting his eardrums, causing Yan's head to throb with pain and greatly affecting his movements. But he dared not stop. Seeing that the black mist behind him was about to spread out, he could not move or dodge and could only rush straight towards the window of the warehouse.