Douluo Continent: My Martial Soul is the Ten Ferocious Heavenly Horned Ant

"What a terrifying Martial Soul True Form! It can actually summon a Martial Soul with such a high degree of materialization. Its aura and dragon might are completely indistinguishable from a real fire dragon!"

"What is Dean Erlong trying to do...?"

"It was the same last time, I heard they were catching someone cheating, but I don't know about this time."

"Caught in the act? How did you know?"

"Are you kidding? Last time, Dean Erlong flew to the most famous brothel in Tiandou City. She certainly wouldn't go to a place like that herself. What else could she be doing besides catching someone in the act?"

"Who is Dean Erlong's man? He's with Dean Erlong, yet he still goes to places like that?"

"Brother, you'll know why he left once you get married."

"I am a gentleman, why would I go to such a brothel?"

"Don't be too arrogant, and don't make promises you can't keep."

"I said I wouldn't go, and I mean I won't go!"

"Remember, if your wife is too fierce, you can consider going to the brothels you now despise. There are gentle and charming girls there who can soothe your wounded heart."

Just as an unknown middle-aged male teacher was bragging to a young male teacher next to him.

next second.

The sky was filled with crimson clouds that began to churn violently. A fire dragon, a hundred meters long, fell from the sky, grabbed a six-year-old boy, and left Blue Tyrant Academy.

Only the teachers and students remained, looking up at the azure sky and the red clouds that gradually dissipated as the fire dragon left.

"Dongqing, you're a real bastard! You actually used the sect to blackmail me!"

"Liu Erlong, you've been riding me for three hours, what's wrong with letting me ride for a while now?"

"Can't your little red flag carry you flying? And that 100,000-year-old Blue Silver Emperor on your chest can carry you flying too, so why do you insist on riding on my head?"

"This is different."

"What could be different?"

"I am now a dragon knight."

A thousand meters above the ground, the wind howled and the air was bitterly cold.

Dongqing lay leisurely on the fire dragon's forehead, reaching out to feel the scorching heat of her skin, feeling incredibly comfortable all over.

As Liu Erlong said.

He can indeed control the red flag to fly, but putting aside the speed of flight, riding the red flag is nowhere near as impressive as riding a majestic and powerful fire dragon.

However, Dong Qing wasn't just trying to show off. His main goal now was to slow down the spread of the Blood Curse across the continent and then find a way to deal with the unknown source behind it all.

If he relies on the red flag to fly, or on the Blue Silver Emperor Ah Yin to fly, by the time he flies all over the continent, most people will probably have died under the Blood Curse.

The greater the ability, the greater the responsibility.

If Dong Qing were just an ordinary Soul Master, even if he had a way to break the Blood Curse, he would never impulsively rush out to help others; at most, he would protect the safety of those around him.

But as a pure-blooded Skyhorned Ant, his physical body is invincible in the human world, and he is confident that he can fight even a god.

Simultaneously.

The Lotus Lantern also suddenly appeared at this time, inexplicably hitting him on the head. Dongqing guessed that it might have been specially made for him to break the blood curse.

It would be really unreasonable for him not to step forward.

Of course, there is an even more important reason.

That is, the holder of the Lotus Lantern needs to have a benevolent heart. If one has the ability to resolve the blood curse but turns a blind eye to everything that is happening, then one must be compassionate.

Will the Lotus Lantern leave me on its own?

Dong Qing didn't know, but he didn't want to gamble.

Regardless of whether it would ultimately leave him for this reason, he was unwilling to gamble with so many lives on that possibility.

He didn't consider himself a great person, but he was by no means a villain either.

..........

Heaven Dou Empire, Notting City, Martial Soul Branch Hall.

Inside a very simple room, a red-hot stove was working.

On the warm bed, a seven-foot-tall, average-looking young man was holding a woman with a gentle appearance tightly in his hand.

"Sisi, I might really not make it. This unknown infectious disease is too strong. You may have also contracted this terrible infectious disease while you were taking care of me."

The young man's face was sallow, and it was clear at a glance that he had been infected with the blood curse for quite some time, at least fifteen days, otherwise his life force would not have been depleted so much.

"No, no, don't say such discouraging things. The first news report in the newspaper today said that His Highness the Holy Son has found a solution to this unknown infectious disease. We just need to wait patiently."

The woman was pale, and she held the young man's hand tightly. She looked slightly better than him, and the time she had been infected with the blood curse could not have exceeded three days.

"Cough cough cough..." The young man coughed a few times, clutching his chest.

The constant feeling of weakness in his body made it impossible for him to sit up straight, especially the dull pain in his back, which made even lying in bed a great torment.

"Perhaps. I believe His Highness wouldn't lie, but the continent is so vast, with so many cities, and our Notting City is just a small city. I think... I probably won't live to see that day."

As the young man spoke, he looked up out the window, and vaguely saw the boy he had met many years ago in a village called Holy Soul.

He was six years old then, innocent and adorable.

Those innocent, bewildered eyes were filled with a longing to become a Soul Master.

Wait a minute... something seems off!

Why is this boy leaning against the window?

"Hey, Brother Tao, long time no see!" A clear voice suddenly rang out.

next moment.

The boy from the young man's memory suddenly jumped in through the window.

"Young man, who are you?" the gentle woman asked, puzzled.

"Who am I? I am who I am! I am Dongqing." Dongqing gave himself a thumbs up.

Dong Qing? Who is Dong Qing? Is he famous?

The gentle woman didn't react for a moment. She said coldly, "I don't care who you are. How dare you trespass into the Martial Soul Branch Hall? Normally, a naughty child like you would at least get a beating."

"This... I was just passing through Nottingham City and decided to visit Brother Tao. Are you really going to hit me? Sister is so fierce!" Dong Qing looked scared.

"Young man, do you know who this person is? He is the Hall Master of the Notting City Martial Soul Branch Hall. If you don't want to get beaten up, you'd better leave now!"

The gentle woman didn't actually hit Dong Qing, nor did she call for the Spirit Hall guards who were protecting him outside, but the meaning behind her words was very clear.

That means driving Dongqing away...

The gentle woman didn't know how Dong Qing had managed to sneak in, but she didn't want to accidentally transmit this unknown infectious disease to the innocent, adorable boy with a sunny smile on his face.

Just like now.

The young man, who was so weak that he could only lie in bed and had almost no strength to move, suddenly had a rosy complexion, as if he were experiencing a final burst of energy before death.

He pointed at Dong Qing, his fingertips trembling uncontrollably, and asked in disbelief, "Dong... Dong... Prince Dong Qing, is it really you?"

"It's me, Brother Tao. Don't worry too much. I've found a way to cure the infectious disease, and you'll all get better soon," Dong Qing said, patting his chest.

He didn't say that the infectious disease was the blood curse.

Compared to infectious diseases, the word "curse" only causes panic, leading those Soul Masters infected with the Blood Curse to go completely mad in order to survive.

Infectious diseases might be curable, but curses are hopeless for most soul masters whose soul power is below level 50.

the reason is simple.

Although healing-type Soul Masters are few, they do exist. Among the Soul Masters who can control purification power, besides the White Tiger Douluo, only the Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul of the Qian family possesses purification power.

"Your Highness Dongqing, it's been so many years! How come you've turned into a child? By the way, you said you found a solution to the unknown infectious disease? Is that true?"

This young man, whom Dong Qing called Brother Tao, was undoubtedly the legendary figure known as the Blind Douluo, Su Yuntao.

The gentle woman standing beside him was Sisi, the woman he had once longed for. Now he had finally achieved his wish and married his former dream girl.

"As for the matter of my body shrinking... it's a long story and involves privacy, so it's not easy to answer. But regarding the second question, I can tell you very clearly, Brother Tao, that I have indeed found a solution," Dong Qing said, rubbing his nose.

"A solution? Could it be that this ubiquitous infectious disease, which can be spread through soul power, finally has a cure?" Su Yuntao asked in shock.

Since the day he met Dong Qing, Su Yuntao began his dream life of rising in rank, making money, and getting married, thanks to discovering Dong Qing's mutated martial soul and innate full soul power.

But he never expected that Dongqing could actually develop a way to solve the unknown infectious disease that was now spreading wildly on the mainland.

"Brother Tao, you don't believe me?" Dong Qing asked, feigning displeasure.

“Your Highness Dongqing, I apologize. I did not mean to distrust you. I just don’t know how to deal with this unknown infectious disease. Is there anything I can do to help?” Su Yuntao asked in a low voice.

"There's nothing I can help with, but after the infectious disease is resolved, Brother Tao, your body may need some time to recover fully," Dong Qing said, shaking his head.

Brother Tao?

Su Yuntao suddenly felt that something was wrong with the way he was addressed; he had been receiving such an honorific title all along.

"Your Highness Dongqing, the name 'Brother Tao' is truly..."

Just then.

Sisi, who was standing to the side, finally couldn't help but interject, "Yuntao, you haven't been fooled, have you? He's so young, how could he possibly be Prince Dongqing!"

"Sisi, shut up!" Su Yuntao said quickly.

If he hadn't said that, things would have been fine, but as soon as he did, Sisi exploded.

"Shut up? Su Yuntao, you heartless bastard! I've taken care of you for so long, and I even got infected myself. And you're telling me to shut up for a little liar?"

"He's not a fraud, he really is Prince Dongqing. I've seen what Prince Dongqing looked like when he was a child, have you forgotten? I personally awakened the martial soul for Prince Dongqing!"

"Get lost, do you think I'm so easy to fool?"

"Sisi, I really didn't lie to you!"

"When Emperor Qinghe ascended the throne some time ago, Prince Dongqing was frequently featured in the newspapers. Do you really think I've never seen what he looks like?"

"He is Prince Dongqing!"

"I don't believe it. This little boy just looks a bit like Prince Dongqing. Unless he is punished by the heavens, who would suddenly return to his childhood?"