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

Tang Wei slammed the jade slip onto the table, causing the wooden table to crack.

"The elders of the Spirit Hall died inside. Their bodies were completely burned to ashes by that purplish-black evil fire." Tang Wei's eyes twitched. "Thousands of people witnessed it; how could it be false!"

Ning Zhenyuan took a deep breath, stood up, and paced around the tent.

“The Spirit Hall didn’t contribute anything this time,” Ning Zhenyuan suddenly said. “They just sent a Title Douluo to make up the numbers; their main force was all dispatched by the Pope to hunt down Yu Xiaoheng.”

Tang Wei did not respond.

He knew this was true. The Spirit Hall's focus was not on destroying the Blue Lightning Sect, but on Yu Xiaoheng.

Now, things have gotten worse. Instead of conquering the ancestral land of the Blue Lightning Sect, they've forced out a Yu Xiaogang who's even more wicked than Yu Xiaoheng.

"Sect Leader Tang," Ning Zhenyuan stopped and looked at Tang Wei, "Now that Yu Yuanzhen has forcibly broken through the formation and returned to the mountain, and Yu Xiaogang is guarding the pass, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect is now under the command of two titled leaders. If the fighting continues, our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect cannot afford to continue."

Tang Wei snorted coldly.

Can't afford to wait? It's because Ning Zhenyuan simply doesn't want to put in the effort.

But can Haotian Sect afford to wait?

Among all the major forces, the only one that can currently produce a surplus of Title Douluos is the Clear Sky Sect.

But would he dare to go?

Yu Xiaogang's four 100,000-year soul rings exuded an indescribable evil aura. The power he gained by overdrawing his life force was like that of a mad dog.

The titled Douluo of the Clear Sky Sect represent the sect's accumulated strength over thousands of years. If one of them were sent out and Yu Xiaogang risked his life to replace him, Tang Wei would be a sinner against the Clear Sky Sect.

Other sects would certainly not go and throw their lives away.

“They are the ones guarding the mountain, and they have all the advantages of the terrain and the people.” Ning Zhenyuan continued to analyze, “Yu Xiaogang’s evil fire can even burn soul power and martial soul, so whoever goes there will die.”

Tang Wei's chest heaved, and after a long while, he closed his eyes.

"Pass down the order."

"Withdraw troops."

Those two simple words drained all of Tang Wei's strength.

The allied forces retreated.

They came in full force, but left looking disheveled.

……

half a month later.

Tian Dou City.

Inside the most bustling Yingxian Tower, the noise and chatter were deafening.

On the platform in the center of the hall, the storyteller slammed his gavel, spittle flying everywhere.

"As we mentioned last time, the allied forces pressed in, with thousands of Soul Masters besieging the ancestral land of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan! That was truly an overwhelming military force!"

"At that time, Yu Yuanzhen, the sect leader of the Blue Lightning Sect, was trapped in the formation, and it seemed that the sect was about to be destroyed!"

The storyteller gulped down a mouthful of tea and unfolded his folding fan.

"At this critical moment! Who stepped forward?"

"It's Yu Xiaogang, the second young master of the Blue Lightning Sect!"

The audience listened intently, many even pausing their chopsticks in mid-air.

"You think Yu Xiaogang is a good-for-nothing? Wrong! Utterly wrong!" The storyteller's voice boomed. "He usually keeps a low profile, that's because he's lying in wait! At that pass, he faced thousands of soldiers alone, and when he unleashed his four 100,000-year red soul rings, the world changed color!"

"That elder from the Spirit Hall didn't even last a single round before being burned to ashes by the purplish-black resentful flames!"

"He held that narrow pass alone, holding off the enemy for three days and three nights! His body was covered in blood, and his flesh was almost burned dry, but he didn't retreat an inch!"

"Someone asked him, 'Is it worth risking your life for the sect?'"

The storyteller abruptly closed his folding fan and slammed it on the table.

Yu Xiaogang laughed heartily, uttering only seven words: "For the family, I will spare no effort!"

"it is good!"

The spectators below erupted in thunderous cheers.

"That's a real man!"

"The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, twin stars! The eldest, Yu Xiaoheng, is a killing god, and the second, Yu Xiaogang, is a loyal martyr!"

"With these two sons, it won't be a problem for the Blue Lightning Sect to prosper for another hundred years!"

Next to a table in the corner of the lobby.

Two figures listened quietly to the storyteller's praise, with several delicate dishes laid out in front of them.

It was Feng Che, the captain of Shenfeng Academy.

The other one is Huo Ning, the vice-captain of Blazing Fire Academy.

The Four Elements Academy did not participate in the siege and can be considered a neutral faction.

Feng Che picked up his wine glass and took a sip.

"This storyteller must have received a lot of money from the Blue Lightning Sect," Feng Che chuckled. "He made Yu Xiaogang sound like he was capable of anything, from flying to diving into the heavens to diving into the earth."

Huo Ning was wearing a light blue dress and had a beautiful face. She was using her chopsticks to stir the vegetables in her plate.

"Captain Feng, how much of this do you think is true or false?" Huo Ning asked.

“It’s true that Yu Xiaogang blocked the allied forces, and it’s also true that the Spirit Hall elder was burned to death.” Feng Che swirled his wine glass. “But this power came too suddenly. How could someone whose spirit power has never broken through level 30 for years suddenly unleash the strength of a Title Douluo, while also possessing four 100,000-year spirit rings?”

Chapter 495 Betrayal and Shamelessness

"A 100,000-year soul ring? How many 100,000-year soul beasts are there on this continent?" Feng Che shook his head.

Huo Ning put down her chopsticks.

“I also found it strange. Teachers from Tianshui Academy saw the commotion from afar. It’s said that the purplish-black flames exuded a deep resentment,” Huo Ning recalled. “That doesn’t seem like the power a true Soul Master should possess.”

"Who cares?" Feng Che picked up a piece of meat and stuffed it into his mouth. "Anyway, the allied forces have retreated, and the Blue Lightning Sect is safe. We four elements won't go looking for trouble."

While the onlookers in the lobby were still raising their glasses in celebration of Yu Xiaogang's loyalty and righteousness.

A Soul Master dressed in a gray robe hurriedly squeezed in from outside the gate.

He looked flustered, clutching a notice that had been torn from somewhere.

"It's fake! It's all fake!"

The gray-robed Soul Master stood by the gate and shouted at the top of his lungs.

The lobby fell silent instantly.

Everyone looked at the uninvited guest.

The storyteller frowned and slammed his gavel down.

"Where did this madman come from, daring to cause trouble at Yingxian Tower!"

"I'm not crazy!" The gray-robed Soul Master shook the proclamation in his hand, making a rustling sound. "Do you know what news the Spirit Hall and the major sects just released?"

"Yu Xiaogang is not a genius who has been patiently enduring at all!"

"His Title Douluo strength and those four 100,000-year spirit rings were all obtained through evil magic!"

An uproar erupted in the lobby.

"What nonsense are you talking about!" A burly man stood up and slammed his fist on the table.

"I'm talking nonsense? Go see the notice at the city gate yourselves!" the gray-robed soul master shouted. "Yu Xiaogang has a lover named Lin Wan'er. She's not human at all, she's a 100,000-year-old soul beast in human form!"

"Yu Xiaogang, in pursuit of power, set up an array in Sunset Forest, forcing Lin Wan'er to make a sacrifice!"

"He drained that woman's true heart, blood, and essence to gain that life-draining power! Those four red rings are illusory rings, formed from the resentment and soul of a 100,000-year-old soul beast!"

These words were spoken.

The atmosphere at Yingxian Tower changed abruptly.

The only sound was the wind blowing in through the window.

Feng Che paused in his wine glass, spilling the wine onto the table.

Huo Ning's eyes widened suddenly, and a chill ran down her spine.

The onlookers who were just cheering for Yu Xiaogang were all stunned.

Forcing a lover to sacrifice themselves? A 100,000-year-old soul beast in human form?

"You're talking nonsense!" the burly man roared. "Young Master Yu is a loyal and righteous man, how could he possibly do such a heinous thing!"

"Go see for yourself if you don't believe me!" The gray-robed Soul Master pointed outside the door. "Not only the Spirit Hall, but also the Clear Sky Sect and the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School have all confirmed this news. Many of the Soul Masters who were chasing it on the outskirts of Sunset Forest heard the mournful howl of that 100,000-year-old Soul Beast before its death!"

"Yu Xiaogang is a beast who will stop at nothing for power! What do you mean by 'sacrificing everything for the family'? He traded his lover's life for it! Utterly shameless!"

Everyone in the hall was deep in thought.

Shock, nausea, and contempt spread like a plague.

The once lofty altar of loyalty and righteousness collapsed in an instant.

"That's too cruel." Feng Che muttered to himself, "Forcing his lover to sacrifice himself is even more cruel than his brother Yu Xiaoheng."

Huo Ning's face turned pale.

She is a woman, and she can better understand that kind of despair.

“No wonder the flames were filled with resentment.” Huo Ning’s voice trembled. “Anyone would feel immense resentment if they had driven their lover to their death.”

Feng Che shook his head and sighed, "Yu Xiaogang's move has completely ruined his reputation."

The discussions grew louder and louder.

All sorts of foul language began to rain down on Yu Xiaogang.

"So that's how it is!" A tall, thin man suddenly jumped onto a long bench, holding half a bowl of wine in his hand, and shouted loudly, "I knew that guy surnamed Yu had blocked meridians since childhood and couldn't even possess a martial spirit. How did he turn things around in one day! Trading his own woman's life for cultivation, he's worse than a pig or a dog!"

After the tall, thin man finished speaking, a burly man with a scarred face immediately chimed in. He slammed his large knife, which weighed several dozen kilograms, heavily onto the table, making the plates on the table rattle loudly.