Douluo Continent: Copying Ya Li, the Carefree King of the Sun and Moon

"Let the younger generation of angels go directly into battle."

After giving the instructions casually, he added another sentence.

"Also, ask Gu Yi if she has any suitable people she can recommend."

Yue Zhengling accepted the order and immediately went to make arrangements.

Ye Guyi was extremely efficient; that very afternoon, she led four people directly into the main hall of the Prince's Palace.

All four had snow-white skin, long golden hair, and the same angelic martial soul aura. Their cultivation levels were all firmly stuck at the Soul Douluo level.

The four stood upright, their postures as straight as pine trees, their gazes firm and sharp. Standing in a neat row, their aura was imposing, like four sharp swords ready to be drawn.

"Your Highness."

Ye Guyi stood to the side and introduced them one by one.

"These four are Yue Zhengxuan, Yue Zhengyao, Yue Zhengjin, and Yue Zhengyu. They are all elites of our clan who have been cultivating since childhood. The four of them have been fighting side by side for many years, and their moves, movements, and tacit understanding have long been integrated into one, with no flaws in their cooperation."

Xu Yanli's gaze slowly swept over the four people, carefully sensing them for a moment, and then he nodded slightly.

Their martial souls are perfectly compatible, their cultivation is high enough to easily suppress most opponents on the field, and their tacit understanding developed over many years is even more rare.

Including himself and Huo Yuhao, there are six people in total.

One more person is needed to complete a standard participating team.

Just then, Yue Zhengling strode in from outside the hall, bowed, and whispered her report.

"Your Highness, a young man has arrived at the door and has come to sign up for the competition. His martial spirit... is a bone dragon."

Xu Yanli raised an eyebrow slightly.

In the reception room, a young man who looked to be in his early twenties stood quietly in the center of the hall.

He was tall and slender, with handsome and clean features, and his aura was calm and restrained, making him appear gentle and harmless. Only his eyes were dark and deep, like a cold pool, with a lingering trace of icy ferocity hidden deep within them.

It is Yan Feng.

That skinny boy who was born in a poor village four years ago, was ostracized and beaten by the villagers because of his strange bone dragon martial soul, and suffered all kinds of cold looks. Finally, he was brought out of the dilapidated mud house by Xu Yanli.

In just four short years, the once frail boy has been transformed into a true Soul Douluo powerhouse.

The ancient bone dragon martial soul was fully awakened, and the top-level pressure belonging to the ancient dragon race quietly permeated his body. Even though he deliberately restrained it, it still made the four angel soul masters in the hall tense up and subconsciously grip the swords at their waists, feeling an instinctive sense of fear.

"Your Highness."

Yan Feng knelt on one knee, his posture respectful, his voice deep and steady.

"I would like to join the team and compete with you."

Xu Yanli looked down at him, remained silent for a few seconds, and then suddenly asked an unrelated question.

"Four years ago, the cracks all over your Bone Dragon Martial Soul, who left those marks?"

Yan Feng's eyes flickered almost imperceptibly, but he quickly regained his composure and answered calmly.

“They are from the Holy Spirit Cult. They coveted my Bone Dragon Martial Soul and deliberately left cracks in the restriction, intending to refine me into a puppet weapon that obeys their commands when my Martial Soul is fully mature and at its peak power.”

"And now? Has the restriction been completely eradicated?"

“It has long been eradicated.”

Yan Feng raised his head, his gaze open and honest, without the slightest concealment.

"Thanks to Elder Yi's guidance, I have learned how to break the restriction. Now I can have 100% control over my own martial soul, and there are no more hidden dangers. I am not subject to the Holy Spirit Sect in the slightest."

Xu Yanli nodded slightly and asked no further questions.

"In that case, you shall join the team."

Upon hearing this, Yan Feng's eyes lit up instantly, and he bowed deeply, his tone full of gratitude.

"Thank you, Your Highness!"

"Get up."

Xu Yanli raised his hand to signal him to stand up, then turned to look at Ye Guyi and the four angel soul masters, and made arrangements in a deep voice.

"Now all seven members of the team are present. Starting tomorrow, the six of you will focus on team cohesion training. All team coordination and training matters will be handled by Yue Zhengling."

"Yes, sir!"

The six responded in unison, their voices strong and clear.

Xu Yanli turned and walked to the window, gazing at the graceful osmanthus tree in the courtyard with a distant look in his eyes.

The team arrangements have finally been finalized.

Next, we wait patiently for the competition to begin and for the day we set off for Xingluo City.

Four years have passed, and it's time to see those "old friends" we haven't seen in a long time.

Who will Shrek send to compete this year?

Dai Yueheng should have graduated from the academy long ago, and Bei Bei, Xu Sanshi, and the others must have also successfully entered the inner academy and made great progress in their cultivation.

And Wang Dong...

Four years have passed; with her talent, she should have broken through to the Title Douluo level by now.

Xu Yanli withdrew his gaze from the distance, turned around, and walked towards the study.

The overall situation has been initially stabilized, but the tasks awaiting his attention remain numerous and complex.

The relocation of the Body Sect has entered its final stage. Every few days, Du Busi would come to the Prince's Mansion to drink with him. After a few rounds of drinks, he would sigh and say that the Sun Moon Empire's scale and prospects far surpassed the decadent Heavenly Soul Empire by more than a hundred times.

The nationwide pilot program for compulsory education has begun to show results, and the school model of Xincheng School has been widely imitated across the country. However, the shortage of teachers is becoming increasingly serious, and a sound solution is urgently needed.

The new imperial examination policy in the court has touched the fundamental interests of powerful families, and opposition has been rising one after another. Some time ago, Xu Tianran used his iron-fisted methods to kill several leaders of powerful families who were leading the trouble, which barely suppressed the turmoil for the time being.

In addition, the Cleansing Bureau also sent good news. Yue Zhengyang reported that the scattered evil spirit masters who were wandering on the mainland had been almost completely wiped out. The remaining forces either hid in the deep mountains and forests to eke out a living or surrendered voluntarily and were no longer a threat.

Everything seemed to be thriving and the world was at peace.

But it was this overly peaceful tranquility that made Xu Yanli feel vaguely uneasy.

The peace is too deliberate; beneath this calm surface, there may well be turbulent undercurrents.

Perhaps he was overthinking things, or perhaps a storm was brewing.

He pushed open the wooden door to the study, sat down at the desk, spread out a clean sheet of Xuan paper, picked up his brush, and began to draft a complete entry plan for the Xingluo City Competition.

The pen tip scratched across the paper, making a continuous rustling sound. The sunlight outside the window slowly shifted, climbing from the desk to the bookshelf, and then gradually enveloping him.

A gentle autumn breeze drifted into the study through the window cracks, softly ruffling the pages on the desk.

Halfway through writing, Xu Yanli suddenly stopped writing.

He looked down at the palm of his right hand, where the emerald green life seal was clearly visible, gleaming with a warm and gentle luster in the sunlight.

almost.

He slightly clenched his fist, a deep meaning flashing in his eyes, before picking up his pen again to continue writing the proposal.

Tang San, the time is almost up. Only by defeating you can the Sun Moon Empire be unified.

Chapter 162 Why can't the Limit Douluo participate?

"You're going to go on stage yourself?"

Xu Tianran leaned against the window, holding a cup of hot tea in his hand, his brows furrowed tightly, his face full of disbelief.

"Ah."

Xu Yanli leaned lazily against a thick osmanthus branch, one long leg dangling casually, holding a pot of wine in his hand, and tilted his head back to take a big gulp.

The bright moonlight gently enveloped him, and his moon-white brocade robe was gilded with a light silver glow. He had none of the majesty of a Limit Douluo; he looked exactly like a young nobleman who had secretly slipped out of the royal palace to play.

"But you're already a Limit Douluo!"

Xu Tianran, rarely unable to hold back, swore and slammed his teacup down on the windowsill, his tone full of helplessness and absurdity.

Xu Yanli turned his head to look at him, a playful smile on his lips and a hint of amusement in his eyes: "Which rule says that Limit Douluo can't participate?"

Xu Tianran opened his mouth, but couldn't utter a single rebuttal for a long time.

It really doesn't.

The rules of the Continental Advanced Soul Master Academy Battle Tournament have remained unchanged for hundreds of years, with only three strict requirements: age under twenty, affiliation with a formal academy or sect, and prohibition of using super-grade soul tools.

As for the upper limit of cultivation? Not a single word was mentioned.

After all, from ancient times to the present, no one has ever dared to imagine that a Limit Douluo could emerge under the age of twenty.

"But this is just too much!" Xu Tianran rubbed his throbbing temples and sighed helplessly.

"I'm of legal age and legal status, so why can't I participate?" Xu Yanli said confidently, tilting his head back and taking another gulp of wine. The wine slid down his chin and dripped onto his clothes, but he didn't bother to wipe it off.

Xu Tianran stared at him silently for a long time, and finally could only resignedly utter two words: "That's true."

Xu Yanli instantly broke into a smile, looking just like a little fox who had just gotten a taste of sweetness.

He leaped into the air, his light body landing steadily on the night breeze. His robes fluttered in the wind as he jumped onto the windowsill, sat cross-legged, and looked at Xu Tianran through the window.

"Let's not talk about the competition," Xu Tianran changed the subject. "Do you have a clear idea about the arrangements for the military parade?"

Upon hearing that it was a serious matter, Xu Yanli put away his playful smile and became serious.

"The first echelon will be led by Huo Yuhao with his melee soul master regiment." He held up his fingers, listing the arrangements one by one. "The second echelon will be followed by Ju Zi's long-range soul-guided artillery units. The third echelon will be Xiao Dingtian's Imperial Guard heavy cavalry. Finally, the fourth echelon will be Le Zhengyang's Angel Legion to finish off the enemy."

He paused, a sharp glint in his eyes, and added, "The grand finale is to bring out all six level-nine soul-guided cannons and let the people who originally belonged to the Three Kingdoms broaden their horizons and recognize the current situation."

"Where is the parade ground?" Xu Tianran pressed.

"I already had the large open space outside the south gate of Mingdu leveled and repaired overnight. We'll build a three-zhang-high viewing platform, with us taking the main seat, and the delegations from various countries and participating sects sitting on either side. A wide avenue will be left in the middle, enough for eight warhorses to pass side by side. The scene will be absolutely magnificent." Xu Yanli spoke clearly and logically, obviously having already planned out all the details.

"There are countless sects coming to participate in the competition and observe the ceremony. How will you arrange accommodation?"

"The newly built official residences in the east of the city have all been vacated and are used to accommodate sect leaders and high-ranking guests. Ordinary participating teams are uniformly accommodated in various academies and inns in the city. Xiaoyao Pavilion has also vacated all its spare rooms, which is more than enough to accommodate everyone."

As Xu Tianran listened, he couldn't help but laugh: "You've mobilized all the manpower and resources of the entire Mingdu City."

"It's not easy to hold a continent-wide tournament in our Sun Moon Imperial Capital, so naturally we must make it a grand and glorious event, so that the whole world can see the strength and grandeur of our Sun Moon Empire."

Xu Yanli patted the dust off his robes, jumped off the windowsill, and turned to walk outside.