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

Shrek Academy is bustling with activity right now.

Zhou Yi's affair caused a huge uproar in the city. The two sect leaders of Haotian Sect came directly to cause trouble. Mu En was seriously injured, half of the academy was destroyed, and the noble parents were so frightened that they rushed to take their children back and withdraw them from school.

In addition, although the matter with He Caitou was not mentioned publicly, who didn't know about it in private?

The former crown prince of the Sun Moon Empire hid in Shrek Academy for so many years and even killed his teacher. Once this news gets out, who would dare to send their child there?

Now, the remaining members of Shrek Academy are either all children from ordinary backgrounds, or those with powerful backgrounds like Dai Yueheng and Dai Huabin who are unafraid of trouble.

Speaking of which, the two sons of the White Tiger Duke are quite composed.

In the face of such a huge uproar, all the other nobles fled, but the two of them remained firmly in the academy.

Xu Yanli tapped the armrest lightly with his fingers, a hint of amusement flashing in his eyes.

Does this mean the Duke of White Tiger?

Or did those two kids come up with the idea themselves?

Interesting.

I wonder if the emperor of the Star Luo Empire will doubt his great general?

He pulled himself out of his thoughts and looked at the old locust tree outside the window.

As night deepened, moonlight filtered through the branches and leaves, casting dappled shadows.

Will those eyes lurking in the shadows make their move tonight?

Xu Yanli's lips curled into a faint smile.

Whether he makes a move or not, he'll wait.

Outside the window, the moonlight flowed quietly like water.

Suddenly, an old voice rang in his mind: "Boy, why aren't you asleep so late?"

It's Electrolux.

Xu Yanli chuckled to herself, "Teacher, do you think my good brothers will send someone over tonight?"

Electrolux paused for a moment, then said with a hint of amusement, "Whether you come or not, you won't get a good night's sleep. Why not take this opportunity to learn some necromancy today?"

Xu Yanli chuckled to himself.

He stood up, walked to the window, and took one last look at the shadow shrouded in moonlight.

Then, he turned and walked into the inner room.

"Okay, then we'll learn tonight."

In the sea of ​​consciousness, Electrolux's figure became clearer than before, surrounded by a hazy gray aura, exuding an indescribable majesty.

"Today, I will teach you the fire of purification."

He raised his hand, and a cluster of pale flames appeared at his fingertips. It looked like it had no heat at all, but Xu Yanli clearly felt that something deep within his spiritual sea trembled slightly.

“This is no ordinary fire,” Electrox said calmly. “It doesn’t burn the body, it burns the soul. Evil spirits, resentment, curses, corruption… anything tainted by impurity can be burned away by this fire.”

Xu Yanli stared at the cluster of flames, lost in thought.

"The purifying power of my Angelic Martial Soul..."

“They’re different,” Electrox interrupted him directly. “Your purifying power is light driving away darkness. This fire, on the other hand, burns darkness to ashes. One is gentle, the other ruthless. One is suitable for saving lives, the other for…”

He paused, a meaningful smile playing on his lips.

"kill."

Xu Yanli was silent for a moment, then slowly extended his hand.

The flame at Electrox's fingertips floated up gently and landed in his palm.

Scalding hot.

It's not a burning sensation on the skin's surface, but a searing heat that seeps into the very soul.

Xu Yanli closed his eyes, feeling the flames dancing in his palms and resonating with his soul.

The purifying power of the Angelic Martial Soul flowed quietly within his body, resonating with the flame yet remaining distinct.

One is holy, the other is violent.

One is compassionate, the other is ruthless.

But the goal is exactly the same.

Cleanse all filth.

Time passed slowly, and before long, Xu Yanli opened his eyes.

The flame in his palm changed color.

It was no longer the stark gray of Electrolux, but a white with a faint golden sheen.

Pure and holy, yet sharp and edgy.

A hint of approval flashed in Electrox's eyes: "The fusion is quite good."

Xu Yanli looked at the fire in his palm and smiled gently.

"So this is the fire of purification."

He withdrew from the sea of ​​consciousness and opened his eyes.

Outside the window, the sky was already beginning to lighten.

Xu Yanli sat up, twisted his stiff neck, put on his coat, and walked to the window.

The morning sunlight streamed in through the cracks in the window, bringing a touch of warmth.

He raised his hand and gently snapped his fingers towards the ray of sunlight.

Snapped.

A cluster of golden-white flames leaped from his fingertips, dancing in the sunlight, almost blindingly bright.

Xu Yanli stared at it for a while, then suddenly smiled.

This fire works quite well.

He extinguished the flames and looked out the window.

Outside the walls of the Prince's mansion, the presence of those hidden in the shadows remained, patiently waiting all night without making a move.

Xu Yanli curled his lips into a mocking smile, then turned around and began to put on his clothes.

Since they weren't moving, he decided to go and see what his good brothers were up to.

……

Prince's Mansion.

Xu Yanli stood at the gate, looking at the tightly closed door, and frowned slightly.

"The Crown Prince is not here?" He looked at the guards at the door.

The guard quickly bowed and saluted: "Your Highness, the Crown Prince... is in the residence. However..."

He hesitated for a long time, unsure of what to say.

Xu Yanli's expression changed slightly: "But what?"

The guard lowered his voice: "His Highness is dealing with some...personal matters. If you're not in a hurry, why don't you go back first and wait for His Highness to finish..."

"Take me to see him." Xu Yanli interrupted directly, his tone calm but carrying an air of unyielding authority.

The guard paused for a moment, then looked up at him.

Xu Yanli's face was expressionless, but his eyes were so calm that people dared not look directly at them. He exuded an indescribable pressure, and he seemed to be no less imposing than Xu Tianran.

The guard gritted his teeth and finally bowed, replying, "Yes, Your Highness, please follow me."

He pushed open the mansion gate, led Xu Yanli through the front courtyard, around the main hall, and walked all the way to the deepest part of the mansion.

The further you go in, the dimmer the light becomes, and a faint, sweet, fishy smell slowly drifts into the air.

Xu Yanli frowned slightly, then quickly relaxed.

The guard stopped in an inconspicuous corner and pressed a spot on the wall.

Rumble...

A hidden door slowly opened, revealing a staircase leading downwards.

Deep within the steps, a dim, yellow light shone through, accompanied by an even stronger stench of blood.

"Your Highness, please." The guard stepped aside, bowing his head and not daring to look at him.

Xu Yanli glanced at the deep passage and stepped inside.

Chapter 87 They're all crazy

The passage was short but winding, with a dim soul-guiding lamp hanging every few steps on both sides, casting long and distorted shadows.

The further you went in, the stronger the smell of blood became, so strong that it almost made you want to vomit.

Xu Yanli remained calm and walked steadily deeper into the area.

We finally reached the end of the passage.

Before me was a spacious basement, with torches burning all around, casting flickering light.

There were seven or eight people lying haphazardly on the ground, all dressed in black. Some were already dead, while others were still twitching weakly. The blood beneath them had pooled into a dark red color.

At the very back stood a huge iron cage.

There were four or five people locked in the cage, each of them suspended in mid-air with chains piercing their collarbones, their mouths stuffed with rags, only able to make muffled groans.

There was a chair in front of the iron cage, and a person was sitting on the chair.

His dark brocade robe was splattered with dark red bloodstains, and he held a short knife in his hand, the tip of which was still dripping blood.

It's Xu Tianran.

His face was smeared with blood, but a smile still lingered on his lips.