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

Xu Tianran looked up at him.

Xu Yanli didn't turn around, but asked him softly with her back to him.

"Were those people who were watching me from the shadows sent by you?"

The basement fell silent instantly. Xu Tianran stared at his retreating figure, remaining silent for a long time, before finally smiling.

“No,” he said.

Xu Yanli nodded and continued walking forward.

Xu Tianran's voice came from behind: "Yan Li."

He stopped in his tracks.

"Be careful of the second and fourth brothers," Xu Tianran said. "They've been making some big moves lately."

Xu Yanli's lips curled into a faint smile.

"understood."

He pushed open the basement door and went out.

The door behind him slowly closed, plunging the passageway into darkness once more.

Xu Yanli walked up the steps with steady, unhurried steps.

As he reached the entrance to the passage, sunlight suddenly flooded in, forcing him to squint.

He stood in the sunlight and looked down at his hands.

Xu Yanli raised his head and looked at the azure sky in the distance.

The Angel Legion.

Evil Soul Master.

As Xu Yanli emerged from the Crown Prince's residence, he felt the sun shining on him, and his martial spirit felt warm and comforting, as if it had been instantly activated.

He stood at the doorway and took a deep breath, trying to expel the lingering stench of blood from the basement before walking towards the Prince of Xiaoyao's mansion.

Back at his residence, he sat in his study for half a day, the tea had gone cold, but he still couldn't calm his mind.

His mind was a jumbled mess. One moment he was seeing Xu Tianran's look when he told him to "be careful of Lao Er and Lao Si," and the next he was seeing the presence of those lurking in the shadows on the road.

But they've followed us all this way without making a move. What are they waiting for?

Xu Yanli put down his teacup, stood up, paced back and forth in the study a few times, and finally couldn't help but sigh.

If you can't figure something out, sitting around won't help; you might as well go out for a walk.

He changed into ordinary clothes, tucked the jade fan into his waistband, and went out.

Luo Xu had been waiting at the door, and when he saw him come out, he quickly followed: "Your Highness, where are you going?"

"Sun Moon Royal Soul Master Academy." Xu Yanli said without turning his head, "Let's go see how those kids are doing in their studies."

Luo Xu responded and followed quietly behind.

However, Xu Yanli himself couldn't explain why he insisted on going.

They said they were checking Huo Yuhao and the others' learning progress? The reason makes sense, but it's not entirely true.

To put it bluntly, he just wanted to see the Silver Dragon King, Gu Yuena.

Ever since he brought her back to the Sun Moon Empire, this Soul Beast Lord has been unusually well-behaved, attending classes and cultivating obediently every day, to the point that it makes him uneasy.

What exactly is she trying to do?

Xu Yanli couldn't figure it out, so she simply stopped thinking about it.

Anyway, the person is right under my nose, so no matter how much they try to cause trouble, they can't make a big difference.

The Sun Moon Royal Soul Master Academy is not far from the Carefree Prince's Mansion; it's only a quarter of an hour's walk away.

It was during class time at the academy, and the teaching building was quiet, with only the occasional sound of teachers lecturing coming from the classrooms, mixed with the buzzing of soul tools being activated.

Xu Yanli walked slowly down the corridor, stopping by the window of a classroom.

He glanced inside.

Huo Yuhao sat at the front, his back ramrod straight, his pen never stopping as he scribbled notes on the paper. He looked so earnest, as if he wanted to etch every word the teacher said into his brain.

Tang Ling, sitting next to him, was less well-behaved. She would steal glances at Huo Yuhao's notes every now and then, then doodle on her own paper, frowning as she finished, probably because she thought her handwriting was too ugly.

As for Gu Yuena...

Xu Yanli's gaze shifted to the back row of the classroom.

The silver-haired, purple-eyed girl leaned back in her chair, a pen in her hand, but the paper in front of her was completely blank, not a single word written on it.

She wasn't listening to the lesson, nor was she daydreaming; her gaze was fixed on something outside the window, lost in thought.

Xu Yanli stood by the window for a while, watching the silver figure from behind, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously turned up.

Despite being an ancient monster who has lived for millions of years, he actually looks quite convincing as a student.

But it's all just for show. As for the knowledge about soul tools, who knows how much of that knowledge has actually passed through her mind?

Xu Yanli withdrew his gaze and turned to leave.

The moment he turned around, Gu Yuena in the classroom suddenly turned her gaze back from the window and focused precisely on the direction of the window.

She only saw a profile.

The young man, dressed in white robes and wearing a jade crown, twirled a fan in his hand and walked unhurriedly to the other end of the corridor.

A fleeting, indescribable emotion flashed in her purple eyes, but quickly faded away, returning to the blank sheet of paper.

Xu Yanli walked out of the teaching building, stood at the entrance for a while, then suddenly remembered something and turned a corner towards Mingde Hall.

Mirror Red Dust was indeed there.

Chapter 89 We Just Want to Live

The head of Mingde Hall was hunched over the table, frowning and deep in thought as he looked at a soul guide array diagram. There was a large stack of draft paper next to him, indicating that he had been working on it for a long time.

"Dean Hongchen." Xu Yanli knocked on the open door.

Jing Hongchen looked up, and upon seeing him, immediately put down her pen and put on a smile: "Your Highness, what brings you here? Have you come to see those children?"

"I've seen it." Xu Yanli walked in and sat down opposite him. "I was feeling really bored staying in the manor, so I came out for a walk. If the Dean has time, would you like to accompany me for a stroll?"

Jing Hongchen was taken aback: "Where does Your Highness wish to go?"

“Outside the city,” Xu Yanli said. “Staying in the city always makes me feel like someone is watching me.”

Jing Hongchen's eyes darkened slightly. Without asking any further questions, he stood up and straightened his robes. "Alright, I will accompany Your Highness."

The two of them came out of Mingde Hall without any attendants, and went out of the city through the south gate of Mingdu.

The scenery outside the city is completely different from that inside the city.

There were no densely packed shops, no pedestrians coming and going, only scattered village houses in the fields, and occasionally you could see smoke rising from a few houses, adding a touch of life to this vast expanse of land.

Xu Yanli walked ahead, twirling a jade fan in his hand, his steps leisurely.

Jing Hongchen followed beside him, glancing around warily from time to time.

“Your Highness,” he lowered his voice, “someone has been following us all the way.”

“I know,” Xu Yanli said flatly. “I’ve been following them since we left the city.”

Jing Hongchen frowned: "Should we..."

"No need," Xu Yanli interrupted him. "Just let them follow. They won't dare to make a move in broad daylight."

Jing Hongchen thought about it and agreed, so he said no more, but secretly raised his soul power, ready to make a move at any time.

The two walked along the ridge for a while longer when suddenly a chaotic noise came from ahead.

It wasn't just ordinary noise; it was shouting filled with anger and fear, interspersed with the cries of children.

Xu Yanli paused, exchanging a glance with Jing Hongchen.

"Go and see."

The two quickened their pace, bypassed a sparse grove of trees, and a small village came into view.

A large crowd had gathered at the village entrance, including men, women, and children, all of them red-faced, cursing and throwing things at the object in the middle.

"Evil Martial Soul! Get out!"

"Don't let him into the village! Anyone who gets involved with this evil spirit will be cursed!"

"Kill him! Kill him! So he won't cause trouble for us later!"

Stones, clods of dirt, and rotten vegetable leaves were smashed into the middle with a crackling sound.

Xu Yanli was tall, so he looked over the heads of the crowd and saw the child surrounded in the middle.

It was a little boy, who looked to be just over ten years old. He was as thin as a bamboo pole, wearing tattered gray clothes. He was squatting on the ground, holding his head in his hands, silently enduring the beating.

Xu Yanli could clearly sense that the child seemed to possess soul power, and with his abilities, it shouldn't be difficult for him to resist.

His forehead was smashed by a stone, and blood flowed down his cheek, dripping onto the muddy ground. He didn't wipe it away, but just curled up in a ball, like a small animal cornered.

"stop!"

Xu Yanli gave a low shout, not loud, but it carried an unyielding pressure that instantly drowned out all the noise.

The villagers were startled by the sudden sound and turned around.

When some people saw Xu Yanli's attire and then looked at the imposing Jing Hongchen behind him, their expressions changed instantly, and they all took two steps back.

But it was too late.

A fist-sized rock flew out from the crowd and hit the child squarely on the forehead.

A muffled "bang" was heard.

The child swayed and almost fell to the ground. The wound on his forehead deepened, and blood gushed out, covering half of his face.

But he still didn't say anything, he just lowered his head even further.

Xu Yanli frowned deeply and strode over.