Douluo Dragon King: Doumu's Blessing, I Am the Star Lord

Chapter 222 Farewell, Apologizing with Thorns on One's Back

Three days later, Qian Gu Xing Ci sat in the guest seat, facing the three giants of the Yuan En family.

"So what's the timeframe we're planning for?" Yuan Enzhentian asked.

Qian Gu Xing Ci said, "If you're going to put on an act, you have to go all the way. Yuan En's next breakthrough and condensation of a soul ring will be the best opportunity."

"I'm not too far from becoming a Soul Saint; I can definitely break through within a year," Yuanen Yehui said confidently.

A Soul Saint at around nineteen years old—that's a very high level of talent in any era, but it's still slightly inferior to Yuanen Tiandang's twenty-year-old Soul Douluo.

Yuan Enzhen sighed, feeling ashamed. "It's a pity that we deliberately suppressed Ye Hui's cultivation speed back then because of the Fallen Angel."

Yuan Enhui shook her head. Some misunderstandings had been cleared up. Although their relationship was still somewhat distant, she could understand Yuan Enzhentian's initial considerations.

The reason for suppressing her cultivation speed was to allow her to live a more stable life for a longer period of time, since Yuanen Zhentian's original plan was to cripple the fallen angel.

Theoretically, losing one of your twin martial souls shouldn't be life-threatening, but no one has ever conducted experiments, so the risk is still very high. Evil martial souls from other dimensions, like the Fallen Angel, might even be linked to life itself.

“Grandpa, I don’t blame you,” Yuan Enhui whispered.

……

A malnourished, burly man carrying a vine knocked on the last wooden door. The Titan Giant Ape Soul Master was not even tall and strong; he was considered thin. The pale and emaciated Yuanen Tiandang showed no trace of the characteristics of the Yuanen clan.

"Uncle Three!"

A short but muscular old man pushed open the door. "Tian Dang, why are you out here?"

The old man looked around and, finding no one paying attention, quickly pulled Yuan Entian into the house.

Yuan Entian's third uncle was all alone, and there were only the two of them in the room now.

"What's with that outfit of yours...?"

"I beg your forgiveness!"

"Third Uncle knows you feel guilty, but if you come out without telling the clan and someone else sees you, it will be difficult to handle." The old man was troubled about how to send Yuan Entian back without his elder brother finding out.

“Father knows,” Yuan Entian said.

"what?"

"Not only that, but Koyohime is back too."

The old man scratched his head on the ground. “I’m not surprised that Xiao Yehui is back. The Spirit Pagoda has provided a lot of assistance to our Titan family in recent years, and the Spirit Pagoda Master attributed the credit to your daughter.”

Some members of your clan hate you, and some hate your wife. As for your daughter, their opinions are mostly just words. With the help of the Spirit Pagoda, some of the clan's grievances against her are gradually decreasing.

During a grand gathering of all the titled Douluo of the family, the eldest brother said that the Spirit Pagoda was even willing to send troops to help us fight against Xiao Yehui's future Demon Gate.

It could be said that the clan had a good opinion of the little girl, but...

Everything is left unsaid; Yuan Entian's direct appearance would likely cause some trouble.

"Third Uncle, I've already visited each household once. With a solution found in the Demon Realm, although the clansmen haven't said the word 'forgive,' their attitude is at least indifferent..." Yuan Entian hurriedly explained, otherwise he might be sent back by his dear Third Uncle in the next moment!

"Well, brother, you've really sealed your mouth tight. But judging from your appearance, it seems I'm the last one..." the old man said quietly.

"I know you're the most reasonable person, Third Uncle..." Yuan Entian hurriedly tried to make amends, rubbing his head hastily, causing clumps of messy hair to fall out!

"Take this old man to see that girl."

……

Yuan Enhui felt a surge of warmth as she looked at her third grandfather, who was showing her such concern. Reintegrating into the family wasn't something that could be done overnight; it required time. Many in the clan weren't exactly kind or unkind to her. Aside from her immediate family, only this old man had clearly expressed his joy.

"If you ask me, those old fogies just can't bring themselves to do it. They'll fight the devil, then use the excuse of being comrades to carry out a ritual. But they're not senile; they'll just let it go if the future gives them a way out."

After a brief chat, Yuan Enzhentian steered the conversation to business.

"May I ask if young friend Xingci knows of any rare and precious materials for repairing one's foundation?"

“There are ways to repair the foundation, but to address the loss of a Title Douluo, only immortal herbs or treasures of equal value can offer any hope,” Qian Gu Xing Ci said.

"It seems that Tian Dang's situation is difficult to resolve. After years of being trapped, without the support of treasures, I don't even dare to try to break the seal on his soul core."

Yuan Enzhen searched through his family's treasured possessions, and in the end, he could only try to seek help from the Spirit Pagoda. But the outcome is not optimistic now.

"I do have a way to break the seal."

Qian Gu Xing Ci took out the Blue Silver Emperor's inner core, separated a wisp of it, and injected it into Yuan En Tian Dang's body.

The withered body of Yuan Entian suddenly glowed, Yuan Enzhentian's eyes shone, and he placed his hands on his son's shoulders to release the seal on the soul core.

With this powerful life force as a safety net, the risk of backlash from breaking the seal is greatly reduced.

The Titan Ape's earthy yellow shadow appeared behind Yuan Entian. Compared to the average muscle mass of the Titan family, he was relatively thin, but his muscles were bulging and his body was burly!

His aura recovered, and in the blink of an eye, he reached the level of a Title Douluo, but he remained below the level of a Super Douluo.

"Life energy is a panacea, but to truly repair damage, one probably needs an extremely suitable treasure."

Sensing the hidden meaning in Qian Gu Xing Ci's words, Yuan En Zhen Tian asked, "May I ask if you have any thoughts?"

"The essence and blood of a 100,000-year-old Titan Ape."

A torrential downpour ensued. In an era where spirit beasts were extinct, finding the essence blood of a Titan Giant Ape was nothing short of a pipe dream. Even in the Star Dou Great Forest at its peak, only one 100,000-year-old Titan Giant Ape was recorded.

Yuan Entian was not discouraged; he was already quite satisfied to have recovered to the level of a Title Douluo. After years of wasted effort and no hope of reaching the Limit Douluo level, perhaps a few decades of recuperation would allow him to attempt a breakthrough to Super Douluo.

Being content with what you have is a good mindset.

The group tacitly moved on from the topic, and Qian Gu Xing Ci said, "Everyone, I'm going back tomorrow."

The ultimatum to the Haotian Sect was issued today, and the result should be known tomorrow. The Spirit Pagoda is not optimistic about the outcome and has already begun internally mobilizing its forces and preparing for action.

We're just waiting for the Federation's order to attack the Haotian Sect!

The Titan family had no reason to keep him, and Yuanen Zhentian turned his gaze to Yuanen Yehui.

"How has Nightblossom's stay been? There are some skills in the tribe waiting for you to learn."

When it comes to the family's unique skills, Yuan Enzhentian becomes animated and speaks eloquently, covering their origins and power in detail.

It would be unreasonable for a family that stably inherits a specific martial soul not to have some family secret techniques. Fixed soul skill combinations are just the basics, not something worth boasting about.

Seeing Yuanen Yehui tilt her head to look at Qian Gu Xingci, Yuanen Tiandang felt as if he were dying.

"Okay, Grandpa, I'll stay."

Chapter 223 Six Hundred Years Old During This Period?

Haotianbao.

This place is shrouded in mist all year round and is built on a cliff. The bluish-gray stone walls are embedded in the rugged cliffs, and the natural geographical location has built a solid defense line for the former number one sect in the world.

"Sect Master, news has come from the sect disciples that a number of unfamiliar powerful figures have arrived outside."

Upon hearing the bad news delivered by the fast horse, Sect Master Tang Zhen dismissed the messenger and went to a wall, where he placed the Sect Master's token into the groove.

The walls opened to both sides, and Tang Zhen stepped inside with hurried steps. Clearly, facing the arrival of multiple forces, his emotions were far from the calm he appeared to be.

"Excuse me, great-grandfather."

Tang Zhen looked respectfully at the middle-aged man in the center. The man had a handsome face, no gray hair, and looked younger than Tang Zhen, the younger man.

Tang Tian, ​​the true pillar of the Clear Sky Sect today, a quasi-god of the Limit Douluo realm!

"What is it? Has something gone wrong with the great formation?" Tang Tian's majestic voice rang out.

"You could say that. There's dissatisfaction from the outside world regarding our actions, and if we follow the trail, it might affect the outcome," Tang Zhen said respectfully.

Tang Tian stood up, his mind racing. "Foolishness. The lifespan of Title Douluo powerhouses in Douluo Continent has suddenly decreased, which is undoubtedly due to the weakening of the plane. What's wrong with our ancestors using this as a pretext to plan for another plane? A few sacrifices are worthwhile. You short-sighted people."

"It's time for this old man to go out for a walk."

Dozens of miles outside Haotian Fortress, several god-level mechs landed. Next to them was a portable soul-guided tent, inside which lived powerful beings whose mere presence could shake the continent.

Half of the eighteen War Gods of the War God Hall are here, along with the four hall masters of the Tang Sect and the four Spirit Transmission Envoys of the Spirit Transmission Tower. These people are just appetizers. The real force in the rear consists of the top figures in the contemporary Soul Master world.

Battle Heaven Douluo Qian Gu Die Ting, Illusion Brain Douluo Han Tian Yi, Vast Ocean Douluo Chen Xin Jie, Divine Brush Douluo Yu Guan Zhi. Also present are the Amorous Douluo and the Mirror Douluo. It can be said that most of today's Limit Douluos and four-word Douluo Armor Masters are gathered here.

"Gentlemen, I must remind you again: do not kill directly. The information provided by the experts of the Haotian Sect should not be too different from what I have provided. The reason for gathering you all here is to ensure that the matter is resolved without any casualties on either side."

But if they become too stubborn and refuse to see the truth, that's a different story.

Before setting out, Chen Xinjie gave a series of orders.

Chen Xinjie's words struck a chord with many people. The Haotian Sect's divine power still had a deterrent effect, and the extreme methods used to restore order inevitably made people uneasy.

Qian Gu Die Ting had few concerns. His main motivation for this trip was curiosity about the power of the Great Sumeru Hammer, which was the only divine skill ever created by a human in history. He made a special trip out of seclusion to achieve this goal.

Han Tianyi, who had been silent all along, suddenly spoke up, "Some sneaky little guys are passing by, let's get ready to leave too."

These people swaggered down, set up camp, and did so to inform the Haotian Sect that they had arrived. This was their final ultimatum, and also their last act of dignity.

The small team of less than twenty people set off in a grand manner.

A rainbow of various colors stretched across the sky, flying towards the faintly visible... very primitive ancient castle. But halfway there, a giant hammer fell from the sky, as if a natural disaster had struck, and the weather suddenly changed.

"What are you little kids doing?"

A calm voice reached their ears, and their eyes all turned to the middle-aged man in the sky who had spoken rudely.

The Vast Ocean Douluo felt a surge of frustration. In this era where Limit Douluos could hardly overcome the chasm of a three-hundred-year lifespan, he was among the oldest.

"Sir, it is not the act of a hero to gain an advantage in words."

Tang Tian first put the Haotian Hammer back into his hand. "I am Tang Tian, ​​and I have lived for over six hundred years. It is not too much of an honor for you to call me a junior."

Chen Xinjie, Qian Gu Dieting, and Han Tianyi exchanged glances, all seeing astonishment in each other's eyes. At their level, they considered themselves disdainful of lying, especially about age, but a lifespan of six hundred years was simply too far-fetched.

But verifying the truth of Tang Tian's words was not their goal. Chen Xinjie suppressed his thoughts, "Is the Haotian Sect going to remain so stubbornly ignorant?"

Tang Tian seemed to have heard the biggest joke he had ever heard in his life, and his momentum rose steadily as he laughed.

"Those who walk different paths cannot make plans together. The way you're acting doesn't seem like you're here to negotiate."

After the literary duel ended, the military generals took the stage. The colossal pillar supporting the heavens hurtled towards Tang Tian, ​​while the figure of Qian Gu Die Ting appeared opposite Tang Tian at some unknown time.

"Then let's proceed according to plan," Chen Xinjie instructed the group.

The Ring Explosion Technique was renowned, so Chen Xinjie simply considered them to be one level higher. Even so, there were only two Limit Douluo, and he was already giving the Haotian Sect the highest level of attention.

The Clear Sky Sect's true strength has been revealed. Apart from Tang Tian, ​​a quasi-god, the Clear Sky Sect has nine titled Douluo, including five Super Douluo, such as Tang Zhen.