Douluo Continent: My Martial Soul, Luo Sanpao, Allows Me to Defy Fate

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Yu Xiaoheng saw that Hailan and the captured women were led in different directions by another group of evil soul masters.

He simply watched quietly without making a move.

Right now, he can't even take care of himself.

Soon, he followed a Soul Master and several other Great Soul Masters into a narrow ice crevice.

As he walked, he silently sensed the speed at which the medicine was being absorbed into his body.

The ball of purple fire in his hand was no longer enough to satisfy him.

He estimated that, at the current rate of burning, the remaining medicinal effects in his body would soon be completely digested.

At that time, you can swallow the next immortal herb.

As for the target of the ingestion, Yu Xiaoheng already had a plan in mind.

The Qirong Tongtian Chrysanthemum, when used externally, is indestructible; when used primarily, it is for external training.

Narcissus-like skin and bones, Qi flowing through the eight extraordinary meridians, primarily for internal cultivation.

While the generation of this purple fire resistance can offset some of the damage, if the damage exceeds a certain threshold, it ultimately depends on whether Yu Xiaoheng's own "total health" is thick enough.

Using these two immortal herbs, I cultivated both my inner and outer strength, pushing my physique to a new limit.

Besides enhancing direct combat power, more importantly, it allows one to withstand the burning of the purple flames for a little longer.

Every second you hold on increases your chances of survival.

Just as he was deep in thought, the leading Soul Master suddenly stopped in his tracks.

Yu Xiaoheng was taken aback and stopped as well.

The Soul Master spoke in a hoarse yet excited tone:

"The two little mice in front of us are the ones we've been searching for."

"The barrier is in place; they have nowhere to hide!"

"They possess extremely unique talents. Offering them to our Lord will bring us unparalleled rewards!"

"For my lord!"

"For our lord!" Several evil spirit masters around him immediately joined in the fervent shouting.

Yu Xiaoheng also shouted a slogan, but his heart was completely unmoved.

Two more unlucky Soul Masters.

Sorry, I can't attend to you all.

But soon, he frowned slightly.

He felt that the rate at which his body was generating resistance to the purple fire had become extremely slow.

It wasn't that the medicine in his body had run out of power.

The problem is that the "quality" of the purple flame in his hand is insufficient.

The lowest grade of purple flame, peeled from the corpse, had negligible effect on him, who had already developed some initial resistance.

Just like the unclaimed lightning that tempered him when he absorbed his second spirit ring.

Unowned, non-aggressive flames cannot cause damage, thus preventing the continuation of resistance enhancement and the depletion of medicinal power.

Once the body adapts to a certain intensity of stimulation, it must seek stronger stimulation in order to continue to improve.

Yu Xiaoheng glanced around, a resolute glint in his eyes.

He needs... a more concentrated and more powerful purple flame!

For example... those in the hands of evil soul masters at the Soul Master or Soul King level!

……

Inside the ice cave.

It was dark and cold.

Two slender figures curled up together brought a touch of life to the space.

"Sister, we only have a little bit of food left."

Shui Lingxi's voice was weak. She looked at the last half of the dry food in her hand, her eyes slightly red.

The woman she called her elder sister, Shui Yun'er, reached out and gently patted her younger sister's back. Her lips moved, but she ultimately couldn't utter any words of comfort.

Her own face was as pale as paper.

I never expected this.

Their anticipated journey to the far north would turn into a desperate chase.

The team from Tianshui Academy was scattered the moment they encountered that group of strange purple-robed men.

The two sisters managed to fight their way out using their shared martial spirit fusion skill, fighting and fleeing at the same time.

But those purple flames were too eerie.

That damned purple flame, once you get a touch of it, is like a leech clinging to your bone; you have to wait for it to burn through enough soul power before it will extinguish.

They were like stray dogs, constantly being chased across this vast, icy plain, utterly disheveled.

"Sister...are we going to die here?"

Shui Lingxi could no longer hold back her tears, which slid down her cheeks and condensed into tiny ice beads.

Shuiyun'er held her younger sister tightly in her arms, trying to give her some warmth with her own body heat.

"No, Lingxi. We will definitely get back alive."

Her voice was firm, but only she knew that beneath that firmness lay fear.

Go back alive?

It's easier said than done.

When the sisters join forces, the power of their Martial Soul Fusion Skill does indeed have a chance to defeat an ordinary Soul King.

But against those cunning and unorthodox evil spirit masters, they are simply no match.

The existence of that eerie flame meant that even if the two of them faced a powerful evil soul master, they could be severely injured.

Shui Yun'er's gaze became somewhat unfocused. She thought of the prosperity of Element City, the dazzling array of delicacies on the streets, and the warm sunshine.

She doesn't like the far north.

It's too cold, too desolate, and lifeless here.

They originally only intended to look for the opportunity discovered by the academy and then leave this awful place immediately.

Who could have imagined that one step would lead to such a disastrous end?

What suffocated them most was the pain of their hope being gradually extinguished.

How old are they?

At the prime of my life, there are still so many things I want to eat, so many places I want to visit, and so many wonderful things I haven't yet experienced.

But now, the shadow of death looms large.

“We… are the hope of the Shui family…” Shui Lingxi choked up as she spoke, revealing the heaviest burden in her heart.

Shui Yun'er's body stiffened.

Yes.

hope.

Their family, the Shui family, is just a small family with a relatively short history.

The clan's ancestor, who was at the level of a Soul Douluo, was already very old and his vitality was declining. He had not made a move for many years.

Nowadays, only a few Soul Saints are supporting the family's reputation.

These sisters possess extremely high-quality martial souls, considerable innate soul power, and mastery of powerful martial soul fusion techniques.

The entire family pinned their hopes for revitalization on them.

From childhood to adulthood, the family has poured almost all of its resources into them without reservation.

They were sent to the best Tianshui Academy, and they spared no expense in purchasing various precious items to aid their cultivation.

They didn't even dare to think about it.

What would the family think if they found out about their deaths?

Will that small, precarious family finally collapse completely?

The Shui family may never recover from this setback.

Responsibility, intertwined with the fear of death itself, weighed on them like two mountains, making it hard for them to breathe.

"It's all my fault," Shui Yun'er began, "If only we had been more careful back then..."

Shui Lingxi shook her head, her face full of bitterness.