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

The boy had his eyes closed and his face was deathly pale. It must have been his first time flying so high, and he looked quite frightened.

But his hand was tightly gripping Xu Yanli's clothes, refusing to let go.

Xu Yanli sighed and gently patted his head.

"Don't be afraid, we're almost there."

The Carefree Prince's Mansion.

Jing Hongchen landed on the ground, put Yan Feng down, and let out a long sigh of relief.

"Your Highness, your trip here really gave this old man quite a fright."

Xu Yanli smiled and said, "Dean Hongchen, you are a level nine Soul Master, what are you afraid of?"

Jing Hongchen shook his head with a wry smile: "I'm not afraid of anything else, I'm just afraid something will happen to you."

What hasn't been mentioned yet is that he's also afraid of that level 99 Limit Douluo.

Moreover, he is an evil spirit master.

Xu Yanli didn't respond to that, and looked down at Yan Feng.

The boy stood in the courtyard, his feet on the bluestone slabs, his whole body trembling.

It wasn't fear, it was nervousness.

Looking at his expression, Xu Yanli suddenly thought of Granny Liu's first visit to the Grand View Garden.

He has probably never seen such a nice place, such a clean courtyard, or such a magnificent house since he was born.

"Yan Feng," Xu Yanli called softly.

The boy suddenly looked up and met those gentle eyes.

"Release your martial spirit again so I can take a closer look."

Yan Feng paused for a moment, then nodded.

The black mist dispersed behind him once more, and the bone dragon reappeared, slowly swimming in the afterglow of the setting sun.

This time, Xu Yanli examined the vertebrae with exceptional care, scrutinizing every single bone from the first cervical vertebra to the last coccyx.

Chapter 91 Snatching a Life from the Tiger's Mouth

Xu Yanli frowned.

There seemed to be some faint cracks on the bones of this bone dragon, as if it had been eroded by something.

"Old Master Yi," he called softly in his heart.

Electrolux's voice immediately rang out: "This child's martial soul has been tampered with; someone is suppressing its growth."

Xu Yanli's eyes darkened slightly.

really.

The Holy Spirit Cult hasn't failed to find him; it's just that the time hasn't come yet.

They were waiting, waiting for the child's martial spirit to mature a bit more, waiting for the resentment in his heart to deepen a bit more, before they made their move and turned him into an obedient blade.

After all, who can refuse a ray of light offered in times of despair?

Especially that ray of light, which said he would avenge him.

Xu Yanli withdrew his gaze, squatted down, and looked into Yan Feng's eyes.

“From today onwards, you will live here.” His voice was soft and gentle. “Someone will teach you cultivation and how to control your martial spirit. You must remember one thing.”

Yan Feng nodded vigorously.

“Your martial soul is not an evil martial soul,” Xu Yanli said, word by word. “It’s just a little special, but special things aren’t necessarily bad.”

Yan Feng's tears welled up again, and he nodded frantically, unable to utter a single word.

Xu Yanli stood up, patted his head, and turned to look at Luo Xu who had rushed over upon hearing the news.

“Arrange a place for him to stay, and find someone to teach him the basic cultivation methods.”

Luo Xu responded and stepped forward to take Yan Feng's hand: "Young Master, come with me."

Yan Feng was led outside by Luo Xu. When they reached the courtyard gate, he suddenly turned around and bowed deeply to Xu Yanli.

Then he turned around and followed Luo Xu as they disappeared into the end of the corridor.

Xu Yanli stood in the courtyard, watching the small, thin figure disappear into the sunset, and remained silent for a long time.

Jing Hongchen stood beside him, silent for a long while, before softly saying, "Your Highness, what about the Holy Spirit Sect..."

“Don’t worry about it for now.” Xu Yanli withdrew his gaze. “The child is in my hands now, they won’t dare to do anything openly.”

He paused, a faint smile curving his lips.

"Besides, I am a prince with real power, and the crown prince stands behind me." Xu Yanli sneered.

Looking at the smile on the young man's lips, Jing Hongchen suddenly felt that this prince was not much different from his own crown prince.

They just took different paths.

As the sun set, the sky gradually darkened.

One by one, the lanterns of the Prince of Xiaoyao's Mansion lit up, illuminating the entire mansion with warmth and brightness.

Xu Yanli stood under the corridor, watching the last rays of sunset sink below the horizon.

However, it doesn't matter whether they come or not.

He turned around and walked towards the study.

I'll have to ask Electrolux for advice tonight on how to break this imprisonment.

Inside the study, the candle wick crackled, casting flickering shadows.

Xu Yanli sat cross-legged on the soft couch, closed his eyes, and his soul directly entered the sea of ​​spirit.

Electrolux stood there with his hands behind his back, his eyebrows slightly raised, as if he had been waiting for Xu Yan to leave.

"Teacher." Xu Yanli bowed first, his voice full of respect.

Electrolux raised his chin and cut to the chase: "What do you plan to do with that child?"

Xu Yanli didn't speak, but gently shook her head: "Teacher, could you help remove the suppression on him?"

Electrolux nodded, and then very seriously helped him deconstruct the suppressed soul skill step by step, and found the corresponding solution, which he then taught to Xu Yanli with great care.

After Electrolux finished, he said with a hint of helplessness, "Sometimes, one person doesn't need a reason to be kind to another. Why do you always have to find a reason to take advantage of someone when you help them?"

Xu Yanli was stunned on the spot.

“So,” Electrolux patted him on the shoulder, “don’t overthink it. Do what you want to do, and don’t do what you don’t want to do. At your age, worrying too much will only give you gray hair.”

Xu Yanli was amused by him, and the knot of frustration in her heart unknowingly dissipated.

"Alright, that's enough necromancy for today." Electrox waved his hand. "Go on, help that kid."

Xu Yanli responded and withdrew his spiritual power from the Sea of ​​Spirit.

When I opened my eyes again, the candle flame had already burned down a bit.

He got up and walked to the window, pushed it open, and the night air, carrying the coolness of early autumn, swirled around the room, making his robes flutter in the wind.

The moon hung in the sky, its silvery light filling the entire courtyard, and his martial spirit involuntarily began to absorb the power of the moonlight.

He glanced down at the newly tidied little house in the corner of the yard; the light was still on.

That child probably can't sleep.

Xu Yanli watched for a while, and was about to close the window when he suddenly caught a glimpse of a shadow flashing across the courtyard wall, as fast as a gust of wind.

His eyes instantly darkened.

Those weren't the spies who had followed him all the way; those people weren't so nimble.

Xu Yanli narrowed his eyes, remained silent, and quietly sent a wisp of his spiritual energy to follow.

The shadow crossed the high wall, passed through the corridor, and finally came to a steady stop at the entrance of Gu Yuena's courtyard.

Xu Yanli's fingers clenched slightly.

The next second, a cold aura exploded from the other side, yet it carried an indescribable domineering power.

But the aura only flashed for a moment and then disappeared, just like an illusion.

Xu Yanli stared in that direction for a long time before finally slowly closing the window.

Some things don't need to be seen too clearly; they're probably related to the group of soul beasts under Gu Yuena's command.

The next morning, Xu Yanli had just finished washing up when Luo Xu rushed in.

"Your Highness, someone from the Crown Prince's residence has arrived, saying that His Highness the Crown Prince invites you to have breakfast."

Xu Yanli paused in fastening his belt, then nodded: "Understood."

After changing into his everyday clothes, he followed the person who came out of the palace gate.

The Crown Prince's residence was quite quiet today. The stench of blood from yesterday was gone, along with the iron cages and screams. A faint fragrance of flowers filled the air.

Xu Tianran sat in the flower hall, with several side dishes, two bowls of white porridge, and a plate of golden fried cakes on the table.

"You're here?" He looked up, his face still bearing that gentle smile. "Sit down, eat while it's hot."

Xu Yanli sat down opposite him, picked up her chopsticks and took a piece of fried cake.

One bite, and the outer crust is so crispy it crumbles, while the inside is sweet, fragrant, and soft—just the flavor he loves.

"Brother, this chef's skills are getting better and better," he casually remarked.

Xu Tianran smiled, didn't reply, picked up the bowl of porridge and slowly took a sip.

The two brothers ate quietly for a while. Xu Tianran put down his bowl and suddenly asked, "I heard you brought a child back from outside the city yesterday?"

Xu Yanli paused with her chopsticks and looked up at him.

Xu Tianran's face didn't show any particular expression, just like when he was asking about the weather.

"Hmm." Xu Yanli responded and continued eating. "His martial soul is a bone dragon, and the villagers beat him up because they thought it was an evil martial soul. I felt sorry for him, so I brought him back."