Douluo Continent: A Sister Who Loves Me From the Start

The old man narrowed his eyes, revealing the smile and kindness that an elder should have.

But his inner self was not as calm as it appeared. He was as still as a virgin, yet as fierce as a tiger. He was handsome and talented, with a restrained inner strength, completely lacking the naivety of an ordinary teenager. He was no ordinary person.

I wonder which organization could cultivate such a genius.

The old man naturally categorized Shen Yumo as one of the geniuses cultivated by powerful forces.

Shen Yumo wore her usual smile.

"Haha, young friend, I see you came from a dangerous area, so I'd like to ask if you've ever seen a soul beast that's around two thousand years old?"

The old man revealed a sly smile. Perhaps he thought his smile was very friendly, but little did he know that Shen Yumo saw it as the smile of someone with ill intentions.

Don't be fooled by appearances; what you see may not be what you truly see.

"Oh~" Shen Yumo showed a look of sudden realization, and glanced at the young girl next to the old man. The girl seemed to have noticed the boy's gaze and proudly raised her head.

The meaning is clear: Grandpa wants to hunt down a soul ring from a two-thousand-year-old soul beast for me. Indeed, her talent is that of a genius.

Surprisingly, or rather, surprisingly to the grandfather and grandson, the boy simply said...

"I don't know. You guys can go further in and maybe you'll run into one. I didn't encounter any thousand-year-old soul beasts when I came out. Maybe I'm just unlucky. Sorry," the boy said nonchalantly.

Upon hearing the word "hunting for spirit rings," Shen Yumo instinctively felt a sense of disgust. This was partly due to her interactions with the master of the far north, and partly because the thought of the Ice and Snow Emperors becoming someone else's spirit rings filled her with uncontrollable anger.

Although the current situation is unrelated to that situation, they are still connected, so it's normal to feel disgusted.

Upon hearing this, the girl beside him became unhappy. Her grandfather had come to hunt for a spirit ring on her behalf and had only asked someone a few questions. Who knew that person would be so rude as to speak to her grandfather like that?

In her heart, her grandfather was the strong one! In this world where the strong are respected, weakness means having no absolute status.

Her grandfather is a six-ring Battle Soul Emperor! How could this impolite boy be so rude?

Before the old man could answer, the girl took two steps away, clearly annoyed.

"How could you be so rude? You answered my grandfather's question, and you acted like it didn't matter? My grandfather is a six-ring battle spirit emperor!" the girl shouted, her face full of pride.

The old man didn't stop his granddaughter from speaking like that; he wanted to see how the girl would handle it... or at least how she would maintain her composure...

The girl pointed at herself with an arrogant and disdainful air. She looked so proud and haughty that if looks could devour people, Shen Yumo would probably have been swallowed whole by the girl.

Ha ha……

Shen Yumo sneered inwardly. A six-ring Battle Soul Emperor? His beard and hair have turned white, and he's only a six-ring Battle Soul Emperor? What's there to brag about? This unreasonable girl does have some talent, but she's far too arrogant.

"Hey! I'm talking to you! Are you looking for a fight? Don't think you can ignore others just because you have some strength! Remember, there are always people more capable than you, and there's always something beyond your understanding. Don't be so arrogant and conceited!" Leng Ye perfectly embodied the princess syndrome.

Although she knew that the handsome young man in front of her must be very strong and talented, she wondered how many people at that age could achieve such speed.

But she was even more confident that she could be better than him!

The boy chuckled. "Shouldn't you be saying these things to yourself? If you understand those principles, why not put them into practice instead of just talking about them?"

He didn't have time to waste talking to someone peeking through the crack in the door; the other person was just a little kid being used as a tool.

The other party's grandfather was the one with ulterior motives.

"You!" Leng Ye's fists were clenched tightly, and his gaze was as if he wanted to devour the person, then he smiled disdainfully.

"First Soul Skill! Ice Stone Chaos!"

With a delicate shout, waves of intense soul power surged forth, and two dazzling soul rings appeared on the yellow-yellow figure.

The surrounding air temperature dropped sharply, and the air became somewhat darker. Dozens of ice stones, as large as small mountains, hurtled towards Shen Yumo at high speed!

The old man beside him did not try to stop him; instead, he focused his attention on the boy's actions.

Soul skills?

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Chapter 20 Have you ever experienced the feeling of death?

The old man beside him did not try to stop him; instead, he focused his attention on the boy's actions.

Soul skills?

For so many years, this is the first time I've seen a Soul Master use a Soul Skill. The oppressive feeling of the boulders is so strong, it feels like they're going to smash you into a meat pie. It's really exciting!

An ordinary person might collapse to their knees in the face of such a scene, but don't forget, I, Shen Yumo, am the man who wields the Demon Blade Thousand Blades.

The killing is destined to continue, understand?

I'm increasingly enjoying this feeling, seeking thrills in battle and the pleasure brought by soul skills...

As the boulder drew near, and chilling icy air pressed down on his head, the young man paused slightly, a flash of crimson light crossing the sky-blue Taoist's eyes.

A disdainful smile appeared on his lips. Is that all the speed you've got? You have the strength, but strength alone isn't enough without technique…

Boom!

boom!

Huge boulders kicked up clouds of snow and dust, and an area of ​​several dozen meters was smashed and broken, even exposing the black soil and rocks underneath.

"What about people?"

After the shockwave dissipated, what came into view was not the disheveled scene he had imagined. Instead, the shattered area was deserted, with no sign of the boy in his sorry state.

Just as she was wondering, suddenly, without warning, a cold and pleasant young voice came to her ears.

"Don't move..."

hum...

The gleaming blade, like the dagger of death, with its chilling aura, was pressed against the girl's neck.

Leng Ye's body stiffened instantly. A chill ran down her neck, sending shivers down her spine. Her eyes widened, and she instinctively raised her hands.

She could feel that if the blade were just one millimeter closer, it would slit her throat and kill her instantly.

Leng Ye's eyes widened, her mind went blank, and her body stiffened with the will to survive, unable to move an inch. The aura of death lingered in her heart, and she even had a momentary illusion that she wanted to kneel down and beg for mercy, but her numb body prevented her from even opening her mouth.

With a sharp knife pressed against her neck, who could maintain their dignity? This was the first time she had felt so close to death…

The entire process took only two seconds, the blink of an eye. From feeling confused when Leng Ye's soul skill struck down to feeling the sensation of death, the entire process took only two seconds.

"Young friend! Hold your hand! This is just a friendly spar between young people. Stop when you've made your point. Don't take lives!"

Even the old man, a six-ringed War Soul Emperor, didn't react in just two seconds. The boy's speed and talent had exceeded his expectations. Cold sweat broke out on his forehead, fearing that the sharp blade in the boy's hand would slash through him!

Moreover, that knife was incredibly fast!

It looks unremarkable, like a broken knife that has been reattached, yet it is quite extraordinary.

When he used his spiritual power to explore the past, his aged eyes suddenly felt a sharp pain! This made the old man dare not underestimate the situation.

I don't know which organization cultivated such a genius, but he is inferior to the young man in both strength and ambition.

The old man understood that he had lost this farce, lost completely and utterly, and accepted it wholeheartedly. He was convinced of his defeat and hoped his granddaughter would recognize the difference between them.

"I said I don't know, so I don't know. Why make things difficult for me? Considering you're still young, I'll let it go. How can you cultivate this kind of temperament?"

A charming smile appeared on the boy's lips. So this is what it means to be powerful and domineering. He finally understood the mindset of those powerful and superior people when facing the weak.

In their eyes, this was just a joke.

The Demon Blade Thousand Blades in his hand hummed, the purple light on its blade grew increasingly intense, and the blood-drinking blade felt increasingly empty, constantly reminding itself of this.

I need to kill her...

A series of whistling sounds emanated from the blade, its faint vibrations gently grazing the girl's neck, drawing out a barely perceptible trickle of blood, which only fueled the demonic blade's excitement.

Shen Yumo frowned, her hand trembling slightly. Startled, she quickly withdrew the demonic blade and vanished as soul power.

I couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.

Luckily, the bloodthirsty aura of the demonic blade stirred a hint of murderous intent within him, a tiny desire tempting him to slash the girl's fair neck.

It seems I need to suppress the demonic nature of the blade for a while... A hint of seriousness flashed in Shen Yumo's sky-blue eyes.

Just as the demonic blade in Shen Yumo's hand disappeared, a powerful mental force instantly locked onto him!

A suffocating feeling instantly enveloped Shen Yumo.

Oh no, he had completely forgotten that this old man was a six-ring Battle Soul Emperor!

She was careless. Perhaps having witnessed the Ice and Snow Emperors or even more powerful Soul Masters, Shen Yumo naturally looked down on this Soul Emperor...

Damn it! What am I thinking? Shen Yumo, you idiot, you're just a Soul Venerable! You can't even beat a Soul King, and you still want to show off your muscles in front of a Soul Emperor?

Careless... This time, Shen Yumo was sweating profusely. She hadn't thought about the consequences of her actions. In the end, she was still too young, especially since they were in the desolate far north.

Even if a Soul Emperor wanted to kill a Soul Venerable, it would be very easy; there was no one else present...

This is the consequence of acting without considering the consequences. I never expected that I would be taught a lesson as soon as I left the far north.

"Kid, you really went all out..." came the old man's cold and angry voice from behind.

Six dazzling, perfectly proportioned spirit rings—yellow, purple, black, and white—floated around the old man, emanating a powerful pressure that sent Shen Yumo's knees buckling and nearly causing her to collapse. Yet, she gritted her teeth and persevered.

Even if I'm young and not as cunning as you, so what? I, Shen Yumo, will only kneel before myself!

Her brain raced, and in a second, Shen Yumo came up with many ways to escape.

It's still very difficult to escape from the grasp of a six-ring Soul Emperor.

The old man's face had completely lost the kind and loving expression that belonged to an elder; instead, it was filled with a cold, venomous look.

He walked towards Shen Yumo step by step.

He had personally witnessed the boy holding a knife to his beloved granddaughter's neck. To be honest, he was tempted to kill him. No matter how monstrous your genius is, you are destined to die young.

The old man is about to kill a young man who is hundreds of times more talented than himself. Just thinking about it is exciting.

"Boy, is it fun to hold a knife to someone? Didn't your elders tell you to be humble and not to show off? You're still too young. Even if I kill you today, no one will know..."

"Even if... even if your family or sect is powerful, so what? They really let a mere brat roam around on his own. What a pity, today I'm going to experience the feeling of ruthlessly crushing a genius!"

Who would have thought that an old man with white hair and a childlike appearance could have such a vicious heart, taking disguise to the extreme?

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