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

Leng Yaozhu wasn't unaware of what was happening in the room, but she didn't immediately come out.

When Qian Gu Xing Ci sneaked back the next morning, he was covered in blood and seriously injured, beyond the scope of his extreme training.

I happened to run into Leng Yaozhu, who was up early...

The woman sought revenge from morning till night.

That night, Leng Yaozhu pulled Qian Guxingci into her room and gave him a strict order not to inform Mu Ye.

Between being a victim and being an accomplice, Qian Gu Xing Ci chose to be a victim.

Makino? Danger!

Why would anyone willingly seek out suffering? It's all Makino's fault!

As expected, Makino was bursting with scientific research spirit and believed that the previous failure was just a minor mistake.

Then, they walked right into the trap.

A level 96 Body Douluo has no chance against a Limit Douluo.

Objectively, I couldn't retaliate; subjectively, I couldn't fight back. It's certainly shameful to have ruined someone else's child like that.

If it weren't for Qian Gu Xing Ci's pleading and intercession, Mu Ye would have been hung at the entrance of the Spirit Pagoda by Leng Yao Zhu, left to be watched by onlookers.

After this incident, Makino chickened out and stopped coming within 100 meters of the house.

Qian Gu Xing Ci rubbed his sleepy eyes, tossed and turned in bed for a long time, and finally got out of bed.

As soon as I stepped into the living room, the aroma of food wafted towards me.

Leng Yaozhu was wearing an apron and serving dishes in the open kitchen when she heard footsteps. She turned around and glanced at him. "Why didn't you sleep a little longer?"

“Aunt Leng.” Qian Gu Xing Ci sat down at the dining table, trying to explain the explosion incident a few days ago, “That day I was just researching Martial Soul Fusion Techniques and a self-created Soul Skill…”

Leng Yaozhu placed the last dish on the table, pulled out a chair and sat opposite him, handing him a pair of chopsticks, her tone indifferent: "Oh, it's done?"

"I feel like my Martial Soul Fusion Technique is missing something; I can't seem to use it properly." Qian Gu Xing Ci took the chopsticks, his head drooping.

"So there's a problem with your self-created soul skill?" Leng Yaozhu ladled out a bowl of porridge for him and pushed it in front of him.

"I guess it's a done deal..."

"Then why did you come back covered in injuries from the explosion?" Leng Yaozhu's phoenix eyes narrowed slightly.

Qian Gu Xing Ci's voice was a little softer: "I just tried briefly connecting the two dantians, the space between my eyebrows and the lower abdomen, and then briefly tried the yin-yang complementarity..."

Leng Yaozhu focused on putting food into his bowl, without saying a word.

Qian Gu Xing Ci immediately sensed something was wrong and cautiously moved forward: "Aunt Leng, are you still angry?"

"Why would I be angry?" Leng Yaozhu glanced at him. "It's not me who's in pain."

She discovered that she ultimately couldn't put on a serious act.

"Alright, let's eat first."

Leng Yaozhu tapped the rim of his bowl. "The porridge is getting cold."

Just as Qian Gu Xing Ci breathed a sigh of relief at the successful resolution of the matter, the soul communication device in his pocket suddenly rang.

The sudden ringing of the bell was particularly jarring in the quiet restaurant.

Leng Yaozhu glanced at the contact name on the communicator screen and said, "Answer it, why aren't you answering?"

Qian Gu Xing Ci prayed frantically in his heart, hoping that he wouldn't slip up and say something he shouldn't.

He took a deep breath, pressed the answer button, and tried to make his voice sound steady: "Master."

"Disciple, are you there?" Mu Ye's sneaky voice came through the receiver.

"Can we sneak out tonight?"

Leng Yaozhu said, "Are you asking me? Yes."

Silence fell over the other end.

Two seconds later, Mu Ye's dry, awkward laugh rang out: "Heavenly Phoenix Douluo, hehehe, have you eaten? You're done eating..."

Qian Gu Xing Ci had already asked him to check if he was there, so who was he asking if he was there?

That's so hard to guess.

After the awkward laughter subsided, Mu Ye decided to go all out and picked the only thing he could say: "Yeah, I heard that Zhang Geyang's soul has been acting up lately. I think this is an opportunity!"

I want to drag Xingci into the secret room in the middle of the night..."

Makino hung up the phone immediately.

Eternal Star Farewell: "..."

Is it too late for him to move to another planet?

“I’ll go with you.” Leng Yaozhu put down her chopsticks.

"Aunt Leng, is the situation convenient here?"

"Inconvenient?" Leng Yaozhu narrowed her eyes, her nose almost touching his forehead, looking at him with a half-smile. "Are you really planning to do something dangerous with your master behind my back?"

"No, absolutely not!" Qian Gu Xingci shook his head like a rattle drum, his survival instinct kicking in.

Leng Yaozhu sat back down and clicked her tongue softly: "Elder Han is a decent person, but how come this Body Douluo acts in such a...unique way?"

Leng Yaozhu now believed that the Body Sect had truly hit rock bottom and rebounded. The ancestors of the Body Sect couldn't stand it any longer and arranged for Aruheng and Qian Gu Xingci to be assigned to Mu Ye.

In the morning, Leng Yaozhu changed into a white dress, which was unusual for her.

It's common knowledge that she prefers red. Now, in a simple white dress, she exudes a unique and gentle charm.

The cinched waist design accentuated her shapely figure, and the skirt hem fell to her ankles, revealing half of her sleek calves as she walked.

She raised her hand and ruffled Qian Gu Xing Ci's hair. "I'm leaving."

The two walked side by side through the corridor on the west side of the Spirit Pagoda, and arrived at Zhang Geyang's cultivation chamber.

In the shadows at the entrance to the courtyard, a furtive figure was crouching—none other than Mu Ye.

Hearing footsteps, Mu Ye turned around and saw Leng Yaozhu whistling and pacing back and forth. Sure enough, people pretend to be very busy when they are nervous.

Chapter 113 Clairvoyance and Clairaudience, Gentle Peeling, Tengteng Detoxification

Outside the stone wall, Muye pressed his ear tightly against the wall, eavesdropping on the sounds inside, muttering to himself, "The noise inside is quite loud."

“Master, we’re here to offer our condolences, there’s no need for this.” Qian Gu Xing Ci stood to the side, looking helpless.

Without turning his head, Mu Ye said, "It's a professional habit. According to what I sensed through the secret technique of 'Hearing the Wind,' a great battle is taking place inside. There are bolts of lightning striking down, muffled thuds of lightning balls hitting things, roars of beasts, and cries of bird-like soul beasts."

Based on the recorded sound frequency, this should be a jade phoenix.

Sigh, if I hadn't failed to learn clairvoyance, I would definitely have verified it...

“Actually, there’s no need to go through all that trouble to verify it.” Qian Gu Xing Ci stepped forward, patted the wall, and called out loudly, “Uncle Zhang.”

The stone door slid open with a thud. The stone walls were forged from ore that had remained intact despite the constant ravages of Thunder Canyon, precisely to prevent the current scene from unfolding. Inside, lightning danced like silver snakes, and purple-blue electric sparks tore through the air.

A colossal beast with blue-green fur, a lion's head, a baboon's body, and tiger's claws, its entire body engulfed in eerie blue flames, was joining forces with a verdant phoenix to fend off a thunderbolt descending from the sky.

The two spirits joined forces to resist the violent lightning that descended from the sky, and the source of the lightning was the wildly dancing Thunder Hell Vine.

With a sudden whooshing sound, a bird the size of a palm darted out, its sharp beak snapping shut and severing the vines of the Thunderous Hell Vine.

A 100,000-year-old spirit, the Emerald Demon Bird!

Legend has it that these top predators, who feed on the brains of dragons, were hunted to extinction by the dragon race for this very reason.

This does overlap with Miss Auspicious Beast's recipe.

However, for plant-type soul beasts, although the attack of an assassin like the Emerald Bird is difficult to dodge, severing only one vine is considered harmless.

Zhang Geyang's soul spirits are truly luxurious. His natal soul spirit, the ancient mythical beast Netherflame Beast, perfectly matched with his martial soul; the Thunderous Hell Vine, carrying the bloodline of the Thunder God; the Azure Jade Phoenix, possessing the bloodline of a top-tier phoenix; and this infamous Emerald Demon Bird.

At this moment, Zhang Geyang stood aside, on the verge of tears. His soul and martial spirit were connected; no matter which side fought better, he would be the one who ultimately suffered.

"Stop fighting!" Zhang Geyang shouted at the top of his lungs, despair the underlying tone of his voice.

The frenzied Thunder Hell Vine actually stopped moving, and the vines in mid-air slowly drooped down, whether it was because it listened to Zhang Geyang's words or had other plans, it was unclear.

Thunderous Hell Vine transformed into a pale purple lightning bolt, coiling around Qian Gu Xing Ci's body. The vine gently brushed against his cheek, its tone intimate, carrying a peculiar electronic quality: "My master whom I've never met before, no, I've only met once! The Child of Nature, the Supreme Thunder Dao! Master, just call me Tengteng!"

Zhang Geyang's eyes widened on the spot: "So you can talk?!" Lei Mingyan Yuteng had never spoken a word to him before, and if he guessed wrong, he would get an electric shock.

Chilling!

Lei Mingyan Yuteng completely ignored the person who had deceived it. In order to pursue a bright future, it had made up its mind... to turn back from its wrong path and voluntarily apply to be corrected.

"Our race is born with intelligence, and it's quite normal for us to be able to speak after 40,000 years of cultivation."

Leng Yaozhu stood aside with her arms crossed, watching the scene with great interest.

Lei Ming and Yan Yuteng were already thinking of running away, so the fact that the Qian Gu family was willing to pay a price was already quite conscientious.

Even if he takes it for free, what can Zhang Geyang say?

If it weren't for the fact that Zhang Geyang, the owner of the Thunderous Hell Vine, had a close relationship with Qian Gu Dongfeng, then Qian Gu Xingci would have needed it and obtained it long ago!

Zhang Geyang roared angrily, "Didn't I save your life? You would have collapsed long ago without me!"

This is far more than just losing a soul.

The power of the three soul skills granted to him by the Thunderous Hell Vine will be halved.

The soul contract has been solidified over the years and cannot be changed, which would be a devastating blow to his strength.

Lei Mingyan Yuteng ignored him and said only, "But the contract includes your help to break through to a higher age limit. How can you stop me from progressing?"

Zhang Geyang suppressed his surging anger and gritted his teeth, saying, "You'll die even without me."

This is his greatest asset.

Normally, to take away a person's soul, one can only do so after that person dies. Nowadays, soul contracts are all master-servant contracts, and the soul cannot break free on its own.

It's unlikely that Qian Gu Dong Feng would specifically plot to take his soul; this must just be a coincidence.

He still has a chance!

Lei Ming Yan Yu Teng turned to look at Qian Gu Xing Ci, his tone fervent: "Master, I can sense that you have a space for absorbing souls. Was it reserved for me?"