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

As for why no one has taken action against the evil spirit masters.

Three days later, the team arrived in Mingdu.

The newly built mansion to the east of the Prince of Xiaoyao's mansion has already been prepared.

The vermilion gate was wide open, and a brand-new plaque hung above the gate, bearing the four large characters "Angel Duke's Mansion".

Xu Yanli dismounted and stood at the entrance, watching the members of the Angel Clan file in.

The moment those blond-haired, fair-skinned men and women stepped onto the cobblestone path, some froze, some squatted down to touch the smooth ground, and some looked up at the bright sun overhead, tears streaming down their faces.

a thousand years.

They finally emerged from the deep mountains and forests and stood under the sun once more.

Xu Yanli withdrew his gaze and turned to the old man beside him: "Old man, do you have a candidate for the position of Duke of the Angel Clan?"

The old man seemed to have been waiting for these words, and he raised his hand to wave into the crowd.

A middle-aged man walked out of the line. He was about thirty-five or thirty-six years old, with blond hair tied back. He had strong features and a calm, steady aura.

"Your Highness, this is Yue Zhengyang, a level 95 Super Douluo, whose martial soul is the Holy Angel." The old man patted the man's shoulder, his tone carrying a hint of pride. "He is also the strongest young man in our Angel Clan."

Le Zhengyang stepped forward, knelt on one knee, and said in a deep and powerful voice, "Le Zhengyang greets Your Highness."

Xu Yanli looked down at him.

Level 95, Holy Angel Martial Soul.

In the Sun Moon Empire, this strength would be second only to the veteran powerhouses of Kong Deming's generation, and even a level above Jing Hongchen.

He took out a token from his pocket, bent down and handed it over.

The token is inscribed with the words "Angel Legion" on the front and features a six-winged angel with outstretched wings on the back.

“From today onwards, you are the Angel Duke.” Xu Yanli’s voice was not loud, but it clearly reached everyone’s ears. “You will lead the angel race and build the Angel Legion.”

Le Zhengyang accepted the token with both hands and kowtowed heavily: "Le Zhengyang obeys!"

Xu Yanli helped him up and patted him on the shoulder: "I won't interfere too much in the affairs of the Angel Legion. There are only two points."

Le Zhengyang stood ramrod straight: "Your Highness, please speak."

"First, the legion members are not limited to the Angel race. All Light-attribute Soul Masters of the Sun Moon Empire are welcome to join, as long as they are willing. Tomorrow, go to the Ministry of War and collect a batch of Soul Masters from commoner backgrounds to train them."

Chapter 103 Thank you for letting us return to the human world.

"Secondly," Xu Yanli paused, his gaze sweeping over every angel present, "the Angel Legion will always stand on the side of justice."

Le Zhengyang paused for a moment, then nodded emphatically: "Your Highness, rest assured, we will not tarnish the name of the angels."

Xu Yanli nodded, said nothing more, and turned to walk towards the Xiaoyao Prince's Mansion.

Yue Zhengling followed behind, and after a few steps, she couldn't help but look back.

Le Zhengyang was still standing at the door, clutching the token in his hand. The sunlight shone on his golden hair, making it dazzlingly bright.

"Your Highness," Yue Zhengling said softly, "thank you."

Xu Yanli didn't stop walking: "What are you thanking me for?"

"Thank you for letting us..." Yue Zhengling paused, her voice a little hoarse, "to live like human beings again."

Thank you for allowing us to return to the human world.

Xu Yanli didn't say anything, but just smiled.

Back at the Prince's residence, Xu Yanli changed into a set of casual clothes, tucked the jade fan into his waistband, and went straight out the door.

Sun Moon Royal Soul Master Academy, Martial Arts Arena.

Huo Yuhao stood in the center of the arena, his eyes closed, his spiritual energy spreading out.

Every inch of the entire training ground was clearly etched in his mind.

Xiao Hongchen stood on the left, his Three-Legged Golden Toad Martial Soul already possessing him, golden soul power condensing in his palm.

Meng Hongchen was on the right, and the chilling aura of Zhu Qingbingchan caused the surrounding temperature to drop several degrees.

Ji Juechen stood at the front, his hand on the hilt of his sword, looking like a sharp sword about to be drawn from its sheath.

Shen Muqing and Zhao Tiesheng stood in the back row, a Jade Phosphorous Serpent's poisonous mist ready to be unleashed, and a Snow Pear Blossom's auxiliary aura already lit up.

"Here I am." Huo Yuhao suddenly opened his eyes.

The next second, the soul-guided targets around the training ground activated simultaneously, and hundreds of beams of light shot in from all directions.

Xiao Hongchen made the first move, and the soul power of the three-legged golden toad transformed into a golden light screen, blocking one-third of the beam of light from the front.

Meng Hongchen followed closely behind, and Zhu Qingbingchan's chilling aura condensed into an ice wall, freezing the attack from the right.

Ji Juechen drew his sword.

With a flash of sword light, more than a dozen beams of light on the left were cleanly severed, the cuts as smooth as a mirror.

Shen Muqing's poisonous fog exploded from the center of the arena, and the emerald green fog filled the entire arena. The remaining beams of light passed through the fog, but their speed was reduced by nearly half.

Zhao Tiesheng's support aura fell perfectly on everyone, enhancing their speed, strength, and reaction time in every aspect.

Huo Yuhao stood at the very back, his mental power precisely directing everyone's movements, knowing exactly where to cover and where to dodge, down to the last detail.

As for Xu Yanli...

He didn't make a move at all; he just leaned against a pillar by the training ground, twirling a jade fan in his hand, watching leisurely.

The hundreds of beams of light didn't even touch the hem of his clothes.

Huo Yuhao's mental detection is too strong. With him around, the entire battlefield is like having a full-map view, and everyone's movements are crystal clear.

Xiao Hongchen's aggressive attacks, Meng Hongchen's control, Ji Juechen's single-target breakthroughs, Shen Muqing's poison mist suppression, Zhao Tiesheng's support amplification, plus his own global vision and Xu Yanli's backup...

Calling this team "luxurious" is not an exaggeration at all.

"Stop." Xu Yanli said, his voice not loud, but everyone in the room stopped at the same time.

Huo Yuhao opened his eyes, a thin layer of sweat on his forehead, but his eyes shone with an astonishing brightness: "Teacher, your cooperation is 20% better than yesterday."

Xu Yanli nodded, walked to the center of the field, and scanned the faces of the people one by one.

Xiao Hongchen looked arrogant, but his mouth was practically stretched to his ears.

Meng Hongchen glanced at him furtively, then quickly lowered her head again.

Ji Juechen remained expressionless, simply sheathing his sword with a lighter touch than usual.

Shen Muqing's eyes were slightly red, and Zhao Tiesheng's head was lowered, his shoulders trembling slightly.

They never knew they could be this strong.

“Not bad,” Xu Yanli said calmly, but it made everyone straighten their backs. “Take a 15-minute break, then we’ll do another round.”

In the days that followed, Xu Yanli spent his days at the academy training with his team and his nights cultivating his soul power back at his residence.

The three soul bones within his body—the torso bone, the right arm bone, and the Angelic Holy Sword—have been completely fused together, making them easy to use.

Especially the Angelic Sword, combined with the purifying fire of the Elex Church, was so powerful that even he himself was somewhat surprised.

As for those eyes lurking in the shadows, they've decreased considerably recently.

In the last ambush, Xu Yanli's good brothers lost over a hundred men, including two titled Douluo, severely weakening them. He's currently hiding in his mansion licking his wounds and has no intention of sending anyone to cause trouble.

Without those annoying bugs, the days fly by.

In the blink of an eye, a month has passed.

The Continental Advanced Soul Master Academy Battle Tournament is just three months away.

Early that morning, Xu Yanli changed into a formal prince's court robe and entered the palace first.

In the imperial study, the emperor of the Sun Moon Empire was reviewing memorials. When he saw him enter, he put down his pen and looked him up and down.

"Seventh Ring Road?"

"Yes."

The emperor was silent for a moment, a complex emotion flashing in his eyes—a mixture of relief, apprehension, and something else he couldn't quite put his finger on—before suppressing it all.

“Go,” he waved his hand, “and bring the championship back.”

Xu Yan bowed and turned to leave the imperial study.

After leaving the palace, he went to the Crown Prince's residence.

Xu Tianran was in the study with a letter in his hand. When he saw him come in, he folded the letter and put it into his sleeve.

"Got to go?"

"Okay." Xu Yanli sat down opposite him. "Tell my brother."

Xu Tianran stared at him for a long while, then suddenly laughed: "A seventh-ring Soul Saint, thirteen years old. Yan Li, do you know what this means?"

Xu Yanli remained silent.

“That means from today onwards, you are no longer the younger brother I need to protect.” Xu Tianran leaned back in his chair, his tone calm, but something was churning in his eyes. “You’ve moved too fast, so fast that I can’t keep up.”

Xu Yanli was silent for a moment, then said softly, "Brother, no matter how fast I go, you will always be my brother."

Xu Tianran was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter, but as he laughed, his voice lowered.

"Go on," he waved his hand, as if shooing someone away, "Be careful on the road."

Xu Yanli stood up, walked to the door, and suddenly stopped.

"elder brother."

"Ok?"

"Keep an eye on the second and fourth brothers. They've lost so many men, they're definitely not happy about it."

Xu Tianran raised an eyebrow, a cold smile playing on his lips: "Don't worry, they won't be able to keep this up for long."

Xu Yanli nodded, pushed open the door, and walked out.

At the entrance of the Crown Prince's residence, three soul-guided carriages were already prepared.

There weren't many people accompanying him. Kong Deming sat in the first car, holding a soul-guided array diagram that he hadn't finished studying.