Douluo Continent: Long Live the Spirit Hall

"What's going on? I didn't adjust the frequency, so why does it feel hotter? Is it just my imagination? Why does this light screen seem a little redder?"

Before the portal, Yan was carefully observing the situation when he suddenly noticed that the hazy red figure on the light screen seemed a little abnormal. It appeared to be redder and more vibrant than before, and there seemed to be waves of heat surging over it.

"Oh no, we've messed with a big shot."

The light screen of the portal rippled continuously. At first, Yan was unsure what was happening, but when the light screen began to show ripples like water, he finally realized that he was not mistaken and quickly turned around to stop the operation of the soul tool.

However, before he could make any further moves, a snow-white hand flew out along the light screen, and a blurry wave immediately appeared on Yan's body. He activated the teleportation technique and was about to disappear from the room.

"Buzz..."

However, Yan sensed something was wrong the next moment. A red light enveloped his body, and his small body was being held back by a hand.

"This is at least god-level, a true master, what kind of luck is this..."

Yan kept complaining in his heart, lamenting his bad luck. His spatial ability had extremely high priority, and no one below the god level could interrupt it. But he never expected to run into a real master on his first try.

There are only a handful of wild gods in the Douluo Universe. I was just playing around, and yet I ran into one. What kind of luck is that?

"Depend on……"

Yan cursed inwardly, then felt his head go black and his vision go out. Instantly, an incomparably hot current enveloped his body, and the intense heat made him feel as if he was emitting a burnt smell.

"Boom!"

Yan subconsciously activated and released his martial spirit, flames enveloping his body as he continuously absorbed and integrated the surrounding scorching energy into his body.

"A world of magma?"

Yan's consciousness returned, and he could feel the abundance of fire and earth elemental energy around him. He could smell the scorching sulfurous odor, and the surrounding temperature was high enough to melt an ordinary person's body.

He opened his eyes amidst the endless heatwave, and all he could see was a fiery red. The surrounding air was completely distorted by the intense heat, and a terrifying temperature existed everywhere around him.

Yan's body continued to fall, and he could feel the temperature rising as he went down. He quickly looked down and saw a large lake of lava below.

Flames erupted around Yan instantly. He stomped his left foot on the air and flew more than ten feet to a scorching piece of land. Just as he was about to fall, a beam of light swept over him and pulled him to a region filled with red light.

Yan stepped firmly onto solid ground once more. The scorching heat around him would have turned anyone else into charcoal long ago, but he was unharmed and even quite comfortable thanks to his martial spirit.

The surrounding fire-attribute energy was exceptionally dense; he didn't even need to consciously sense it, as the external fire elements would automatically penetrate his body. This incredibly pure and immense energy was absorbed and refined by Yan, and he could feel his cultivation level rapidly increasing.

"Holy crap, even the most advanced simulated environment doesn't have this effect. The energy is directly squeezed into my body, and I feel like I'm about to be stuffed. This is a blissful kind of trouble... Ugh, ugh, ugh, it seems there's another big shot around. I can't let my guard down."

Yan stood on the magma-covered ground, with the surrounding fire elements constantly flowing into his body. He could feel his progress every moment, but at this moment he dared not be happy at all. Instead, he carefully looked around. When he turned his head, his eyes widened in shock.

The first thing that catches the eye is a slender, snow-white hand, so delicate it seems as if it might drip water at any moment. Following the hand downwards, crimson, translucent lava is descending, followed by a rounded jade arm, its color exactly the same as the hand. Even with Yan's discerning eye, which has seen countless pieces, she could not find the slightest flaw.

This exquisitely beautiful arm rose from within the magma, and as the magma receded, it gradually revealed its owner's true form. A young girl slowly rose from the pillar of magma; the liquid magma clung to her body like a long dress, creating an unusual and beautiful effect.

"Even other worlds are censored. They're clearly not wearing anything, why not be more honest?"

Yan stood there, stunned, and unconsciously blurted out his thoughts. At that moment, the girl who had appeared looked at him, allowing him to see her in full.

The girl who appeared in the pillar of lava was just a young girl in her prime, with long, fiery red hair cascading down her back, barely reaching her hips.

Her exquisite and flawless face could not be sculpted even by the most skilled sculptor, and her perfect body proportions perfectly conformed to the golden ratio, without an ounce of excess fat or any flaws, making her seem like the perfect goddess in people's minds.

The goddess had a pair of large, dark eyes, and her lively gaze seemed to see right through people's hearts. When she looked over, Yan unconsciously lowered his head guiltily.

As the lava dripped down, the goddess removed her long dress. Yan couldn't help but look up again and saw that only three flames covered the three most crucial parts of a woman's body. The exposed skin was exactly the same as her first exposed arm—crystal clear and tender.

This is a masterpiece of God. Who but a true god could create such a perfect body?

Chapter 110 The Flame Queen

"Little guy, were you looking at me before? The aura around you is so strange."

The girl who emerged from the lava slowly landed in front of Yan. She looked at Yan with curiosity, and her sweet voice, which came out between her pink lips, was like a gentle spring breeze.

"Sister, you are so beautiful."

At this moment, Yan's eyes became lively, like an innocent child, making himself appear 'naive and innocent'.

Although he had a vague idea of ​​who the woman in front of him was, he knew that being clever might not be useful in the absence of danger, but being cute and innocent might get him through, since he was still just a ten-year-old child.

The girl opposite Yan did not respond to him, but leaned down and moved closer. Yan looked at the two bright flames. Although she tried her best to act innocent, her true nature could not be hidden at all. He felt a heat in his nose.

"Hehe... little guy, are you feeling unwell? Why are you bleeding?"

Yan seemed to hear a soft chuckle. The corners of the girl's mouth lifted slightly, her long eyelashes resting on her eyelids, making her incredibly beautiful. Two captivating blushes appeared on her fair and delicate face.

"Uh……"

Yan subconsciously wiped his nose, only to realize that he had embarrassingly bled from his nose. The girl in front of him was clearly cheating; how could she bully him like that?

"Little guy, did you make that?"

The girl crouched down, getting even closer, her two perfectly round flames almost touching Yan's face. Faced with this rude act of charging at him with her balls in her mouth, Yan shamefully chickened out. The girl didn't seem to care and pointed in another direction. Yan looked in the direction she pointed and saw a blue-silver light hole rapidly shrinking.

"Passage, passage..."

Yan panicked as he watched the rapidly shrinking void light screen. He couldn't care less about hiding his true feelings at this moment. He leaped up and activated his soul bone skill to teleport back.

"They didn't say you could leave."

Behind Yan, the stunningly beautiful girl seemed somewhat displeased with his abrupt departure. With a gentle wave of her slender, white hand, the shrinking blue void was frozen in place by a red light, and Yan was also swept back by a beam of red light.

"Wow, you're so heavy."

The girl's voice echoed in the air, as if it came from all directions at once, but Yan had no mind to appreciate it at the moment, because he was enjoying something more wonderful.

When Yan was pulled back, he bumped right into the girl's arms. The girl wasn't angry; she simply stretched out her snow-white arms and gently embraced him. Yan's face was pressed between two flames. The pale red flames weren't scorching; instead, they were very warm. This gentle embrace made him unable to resist falling for her.

Faced with such a goddess, he was absolutely powerless to resist. Since he couldn't resist, he might as well enjoy it. His hands naturally wrapped around the young lady's neck, and his head unconsciously shifted to a comfortable position.

"Everyone wants to kill Momonosuke, yet everyone wants to become Momonosuke. Humans are so hypocritical."

Yan Momonosuke subconsciously thought, his head turning again involuntarily. This warmth of being held was so comfortable, he didn't want to get down at all.

"Little guy, you haven't answered my question yet. I'm going to get angry if you keep this up."

The stunning goddess Yan was holding seemed to still have a girlish heart; she was somewhat displeased with his indifference and lack of response, and poked his blissful cheek with her delicate finger. Yan, his good time interrupted, could only open his eyes.

The girl seemed to have been fooled by Yan and treated him like a child. After Yan calmed down a bit, she pointed to the light screen that she had fixed with her divine power and asked tentatively, "Little guy, do you know what this is?"

"This, this is a soul tool that my teacher gave me. Sister, do you know what a soul tool is?"

Yan tried her best to appear innocent, harmless, and naive, and was quite cooperative when tricked into revealing information, at least in this way it was easier to gain trust.

"Soul guide device, what is that? Isn't it a Yin-Yang demonic artifact?"

The girl frowned slightly. She was not completely ignorant of the outside world. At least she knew that the surface world outside the Earth's core was called the Five Elements Continent, which was divided into two sides: darkness and light. There were also humans on the surface, just like this child. The powerful among the humans were called Yin-Yang Demon Masters.

After a moment's thought, she looked up and reached her hand towards the suspended blue light screen again. A crimson light shone on it, and she withdrew her hand. The girl's face was full of solemnity as she looked down at Yan and said, "You are not from the Five Elements Continent."

"Five Elements Continent? Isn't it Douluo Continent? Oh right, my name is Yan. Sister, what's your name?"

Upon hearing the name "Five Elements Continent," Yan felt a sense of relief, but he still had to maintain his facade. A little awkwardness was fine; he was thick-skinned enough. He now knew exactly where he was; thankfully, he hadn't fallen into an abyss, and the goddess before him wasn't the Crimson Mother.

"Your name is Yan? My name is Lieyan. This is my home, the Earth's core, not Douluo Continent. I sense the aura of a god on you. Are you a follower of some deity?"

When the goddess Lieyan, or rather, the Flame Queen of the Five Elements Continent's inner world, heard the name Yan, she was slightly surprised. Indeed, the two names sounded quite related and connected. However, although she lowered her guard slightly towards Yan, she still hadn't forgotten the divine aura that had initially awakened her.

"Sister Flame, I am the Holy Son of the Spirit Hall in Douluo Continent, the future Pope. My teacher has always taught me that I will serve His Holiness the Angel God and uphold the faith on earth..."

Yan intentionally or unintentionally revealed his identity. Although the Angel Gods generally didn't care much about the Spirit Hall, when introducing him, he naturally had to make it sound more prestigious.

"You are the holy son of the Angel God in the lower realm."

The Flame Queen was slightly surprised by Yan's words. She had thought she had only captured an ordinary believer of a god, but she never expected that he would be the holy son of the Angel God in the lower realm.

She had heard of the Angel God, one of the first-level main gods in the Supreme God Realm, a terrifying being she was currently trying to avoid at all costs.

Yan carefully observed the Flame Queen's reaction. Realizing that she didn't make any extreme moves, he secretly relaxed, thinking that he must have done a pretty good job and gotten away with it by being cute.

The Flame Queen placed Yan on the ground, and a certain Momonosuke-transformed fellow felt somewhat disappointed. "Little guy, can you tell me what that soul tool you mentioned is?"

Yan tried his best to appear innocent, "This soul tool is pieced together from some fragments. I don't know what it originally looked like, and I don't know how it got connected here."

Chapter 111 The Agreement

"Cuckoo..."

Inside the scorching inner world of the earth, Yan was talking quietly with Lieyan when suddenly his stomach made a rather loud noise, which was quite noticeable in this vast inner world.

"Sister Flame, I'm a little hungry. Shall we get something to eat?"

As Yan spoke, he brandished the storage soul tool in his hand, and before Lieyan could reply, several beautifully packaged boxes appeared in the Earth's core world.

The temperature in the Earth's core is extremely high, making it impossible for ordinary people or things to exist there. Yan is able to thrive there thanks to the characteristics of his own martial soul. The food that the soul tool ultimately produces doesn't have this ability and needs to be wrapped and protected by his soul power.

Yan carefully opened a box, which was filled with small snacks and cookies. At this moment, he was sincerely grateful to his dear junior sister Hu Liena, who often liked to make snacks and had also stuffed a lot into his soul tool, which gave him the opportunity to show off.

That's right, Yan's stomach rumbling earlier was actually something he made himself, in order to legitimately get closer to Lieyan.

If he remembered correctly, Lieyan had spent most of his life in the Earth's core since birth. Although he had come into contact with things outside, he hadn't enjoyed much in terms of food, drink, or anything else. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to be seduced by Ji Dong with just a few drinks later on.

So, if you look at it this way, the Flame Queen is quite the little foodie. Although it's just a guess, it doesn't stop Yan from giving it a try. After all, it's just some snacks, so there's no harm in guessing wrong.

The Flame Queen looked at the boxes Yan had taken out. The faint aroma of the pastries made her nose twitch slightly. She gently reached out, and a delicate pastry, enveloped in red light, flew into her palm.

Lieyan looked at the pastry curiously, then brought it to her nose to smell it carefully, before gently biting it. The opening and closing of her pink lips made Yan unable to resist looking at them, feeling an urge to kiss them.

"Yes, it is indeed quite delicious."

After carefully tasting it, Lieyan wrinkled her cute little nose and nodded. This dessert was indeed slightly better than the human food she had tasted before, but it wasn't particularly amazing.

Hu Liena's desserts could never compare to the fine wines Ji Dong concocted in the original novel. After all, Ji Dong was known as the God of Wine, a master bartender who had lived two lives, and the wines he made were among the best in the world. There was no way to compare them.

"Sister Flame, you can try this."

Yan then pulled out another box. Strangely, the pastries inside were not particularly exquisite; they were just ordinary white steamed buns. However, the box containing them was decorated with great elegance and looked quite sophisticated.

After hearing Yan Wei's words, Lie Yan reached out her hand, and a snow-white steamed bun fell into her hand. She took a small bite and chewed it.

This time, however, Lieyan's expression changed noticeably. Two captivating blushes appeared on her fair and delicate face, as if she were thoroughly enjoying herself.

"What kind of pastry is this? It looks just like a regular steamed bun."

Lieyan looked at the ordinary steamed bun in her hand with considerable surprise. She had tasted this kind of food before in the human world, but it didn't taste good at all.

"This is not a pastry made by a human, but the power of a martial spirit..."

Yan smiled and explained briefly that this seemingly ordinary steamed bun pastry had an extraordinary origin. It was the product of the seventh soul skill of a seven-ring food-type soul saint in the Spirit Hall. It could be preserved for a long time and was of great benefit to cultivation. Only Yan, as the Holy Son of the Spirit Hall, could obtain such a box to carry with him.