Douluo Dalu: Transforming Soul Rings into Soul Veins

"What happened?!"

Lin Feng's voice carried a hint of urgency and confusion. His figure streaked across the sky like lightning, flying directly to the edge of Spirit City, to the area where the soul power was fluctuating most intensely.

Arriving with him was Ling Yuan, and following closely behind was Qian Renxue.

And his sudden arrival gave everyone present a sudden shock.

Because at this moment, Lin Feng was just a Soul King.

Yet he had achieved direct flight.

Without even summoning his martial soul or soul rings.

That's right. After receiving the help of the "five qis" before, Lin Feng's mastery over the derivative changes of his soul skills had become more obvious, and his comprehension of the laws corresponding to the five elements was deeper.

Originally, his ability to achieve flight was incomplete.

He needed to summon rocks to achieve his flight.

But now, by applying gravity to himself... he had already perfectly mastered it.

The speed he burst out with was not the least bit inferior to a high-level Soul Sage realm flying-type martial soul soul master.

"Who is he!?"

"To actually be able to achieve his own flight without summoning his martial soul and soul rings, this is probably something that even a Titled Douluo would find difficult to do!"

The people from the four lower sects said in shock.

They looked at the young figure in the sky in disbelief, their hearts filled with shock and confusion.

"Who else could it be? Look at the Ling Yuan the Radiant Douluo beside him. This person must be that Holy Son Lin Feng, without a doubt."

An unknown luster flickered in Yu Yuanzhen's eyes.

He really had not expected this Holy Son to be so terrifying. The soul power fluctuation that had just erupted had probably already reached that of a high-level Soul Emperor.

If not for the fact that his theories were simply too terrifying and could bring about a revolution in the entire soul master world, and his own family was one of the beneficiaries...

He really wanted to kill him on the spot.

This child was too terrifying, he absolutely must not be left alive!

Yu Yuanzhen thought to himself, but on the surface, he remained expressionless, silently observing the change in the situation before him.

And at the same time, although the location of Tang Hao was relatively remote and few people passed by on a daily basis, the sudden battle just now...

Especially Yang Wudi, Niu Gao, Tai Tan, and Yu Yuanzhen and other experts all releasing their martial souls, releasing soul-shaking soul skills...

Their power was so strong that even the common people outside Spirit City could feel the heart-pounding fluctuation.

The common people in the city close to here thus became panicked. So Spirit Hall dispatched the Knight Order.

The knights of the Knight's Hall moved quickly, strengthening the patrols in the city while at the same time placating the populace.

A knight commander came to Lin Feng's side.

"Lord Holy Son, the matter here just now was all caused by the grudge between Tang Hao and the four great families."

Lin Feng nodded.

"Appease the common people."

Looking at Tai Tan, who was trying to sneak close to Tang Hao while others weren't paying attention, he shouted coldly:

"Tang Hao is still a sinner now. Anyone who dares to take a step closer, or do anything to assist, is making an enemy of me, and an enemy of Spirit Hall.

This Senior Tai Tan should think thrice before acting!~"

A look of sadness appeared on Tai Tan's face, and he was slightly stunned.

Immediately, a bit of anger welled up in his heart.

"You junior.

How can you be so unreasonable!?"

Lin Feng's brows furrowed:

"Etiquette and respect are for one's own friends and elders.

If someone oversteps their bounds, can they still ask me to give them face?

I'll say it one last time, stand down!"

"You!—"

"Hey hey hey!"

Cold sweat broke out on Bai He's forehead.

He quickly moved the about-to-act-up Tai Tan away. This old gorilla's brain had broken. He actually wanted to start a conflict with the Holy Son of Spirit Hall in this kind of occasion.

How many heads do you have to lose?

Tai Tan was promptly pulled away by Bai He. Although there was burning anger in his heart, reason ultimately prevailed.

He gave Lin Feng a deep look. There was unwillingness in his eyes, and also helplessness. In the end, he could only turn and leave resentfully, not daring to try to approach Tang Hao again.

The unease in Yu Yuanzhen's heart grew even stronger.

According to rumors...

This Holy Son of Spirit Hall...

Although a theoretical genius...

Plus a little talent on the path of cultivation...

To be able to take out his own martial soul theory research results and generously publicize them to the world, he should be the type with a gentle personality.

Similar to a good old boy.

However, seeing him now, not to mention the terrifying strength he had just displayed upon arriving...

Now he was so domineeringly berating Tai Tan. Looking at the aura on him, he was completely unafraid.

If such a character and means were to truly become the next Pontiff of Spirit Hall in the future, how could that be?

Lin Feng looked at Tang Hao, who had fallen into a pool of blood.

The corner of his mouth twitched.

The location of the injury on his body is really special?

What kind of thought process was that Yang Wudi on to have chosen to strike here...

"What are you all still doing here?

Since the farce is over, I ask you all to please leave here first.

If you wish to gather and discuss other matters, you can make an appointment later."

Lin Feng shook his head at Ghost Douluo, who was secretly trying to come up and speak.

Ghost Douluo was stunned, and after a nod, his figure dissipated.

Yu Yuanzhen narrowed his eyes and looked around for a while.

He whispered in his heart, "Heh, a bunch of fence-sitters..."

He cupped his fists and said to Lin Feng:

"This old one is Yu Yuanzhen. Holy Son Lin Feng is truly extraordinary.

If there is a chance, we must have a good talk."

Lin Feng nodded without speaking.

Yu Yuanzhen's eyebrow raised. He took the Yu Luomian beside him and left.

Before leaving, he glanced at the disguised Qian Renxue behind Lin Feng and the other with some confusion.

What a strange soul power fluctuation...

Seeing that the crowd had almost dispersed, Lin Feng finally walked forward and came to Tang Hao's side.

Looking at Tang Hao, whose lower body was no longer in proper shape, Lin Feng shook his head and asked Qian Renxue, "Xue'er, how do you want to deal with him?"

Qian Renxue waved her hand nonchalantly.

"Let him wait for death.

Hehe.

I never thought of it before. Now that he's lost that thing, I'm afraid he'll have a shadow in his heart for the rest of his life.

That Yang Wudi did a very good job."

Qian Renxue said in a low voice, "We can consider roping him in."

Lin Feng nodded.

"Breath of Life."

A faint fluorescent light scattered.

It let Tang Hao, who had fallen in a pool of blood, unconscious, and with a deathly pale face, gradually recover a bit of color.

The magical power of the Breath of Life slowly flowed in his body, stopping the bleeding at the wound in the first moment.

At least it had temporarily saved him from mortal danger.

Tang Hao slowly woke up.

He immediately felt the world go dim.

The entire world seemed to be covered by a veil, appearing exceptionally hazy.

He opened his mouth but couldn't say anything.

It was as if a huge stone were stuck in his throat.

His lips trembled.

A tear actually flowed down from the corner of his eye.

This Clear Sky Douluo, who had always been stubborn and proud, was actually crying now.

He closed his eyes.

His two legs curled up, trying to cover that place with his legs and abdomen.

He fell to the ground, looking at Lin Feng, from whose hand the fluorescent light had just dissipated.

His heart was like dead ash.

"Kill me."

"If you have truly lost the will to live, you can end it yourself.

Don't forget you've done this before, wholeheartedly seeking death, yet just putting on a show for others."

Lin Feng ignored him completely.

The three of them then walked towards the Pontiff's Hall.

"Wait!!!"

Tang Hao shouted as if he had gone mad.

His eyes were covered with bloodshot veins.

He stared intently at Lin Feng.

"Heh—heh—

You... you came from outside. Where did you go? Did you go to Holy Spirit Village?"

Lin Feng naturally knew what he wanted to say.

"That's right. And we also discovered a cave.

Guess what I brought back?"

Lin Feng wiped his belt.

The main body of the Blue Silver Emperor thus appeared in his hand.

The Blue Silver Emperor seemed to have been frightened.

Its branches and leaves were drooping.

Right in front of Tang Hao, Lin Feng rubbed the Blue Silver Emperor, as if stroking a toy.

However, what Tang Hao never would have expected was that the Blue Silver Emperor actually reacted.

Its branches and leaves tightly wound around Lin Feng's fingers. Ah Yin, in her main body, was extremely ashamed in her heart.

What is this?

Can we still be good friends? She extended her branches and leaves to try and make Lin Feng retreat.

But from Tang Hao's perspective, it couldn't have been more intimate.

"Pfft!—"

Tang Hao spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Bastard son, how dare you?!"

Lin Feng, seeing the furious Tang Hao, sneered coldly.

"Why are you so concerned about her at a time like this?

Back then, when she was pregnant, why did you take her to wander around Spirit City?

After she died, why did you bury her in that sunless cave?

That soul bone was so close to her, yet you never even had the thought of putting it back, but instead tightly locked it in a wooden box."

"I... I..."

A moment of panic appeared on Tang Hao's face. Even the body that had stood up in anger just now took a few steps back. But he still gritted his teeth.

"What's the use of saying so much? I simply can't stop you now."

Tang Hao closed his eyes, as if giving up the struggle, and lay down on the ground, unwilling to think about these things anymore.

What does it have to do with me? I can't stop them at all right now.

But what he didn't know was that his reactions just now had all been seen by Ah Yin.

Ah Yin, still in the main body of the Blue Silver Emperor...

Her eyes were lonely.

It seems what Xiao Feng said is true. There really is a problem with Tang Hao. Back then...

The branches and leaves wrapped around Lin Feng's hand also relaxed their force, and instead, the leaf tips rubbed against Lin Feng's palm, signaling him to put her away.

Lin Feng gently stroked it for a moment.

When the Blue Silver Emperor was put away again, he no longer paid any attention to Tang Hao and walked towards the Pontiff's Hall.

When ascending the mountain where the Pontiff's Hall and the Douluo Hall were located, Qian Renxue removed her disguise.

What reappeared was that noble and beautiful face.

However, at this time, her cheeks were puffed out.

She looked at Lin Feng with an unfriendly expression.

"You're really so focused on that Blue Silver Emperor, huh?!

In front of her husband...

Revealing his past shortcomings, implying what Tang Hao had done.

Are you really trying to make her change her affections, fall in love with you, and then take her for yourself!"

Lin Feng put a hand to his forehead:

"You're even jealous of a blade of grass?"

"A blade of grass? She's clearly a soul body.

If she dares to become a soul body now, she will dare to rebuild her human body in the future.

If she dares to wrap her Blue Silver Emperor's branches and leaves around your hand now...

In the future, she will dare to..."

Qian Renxue's face turned red, and she glared fiercely at Lin Feng.

"Dare to what?"

Lin Feng deliberately teased her, a playful smile on the corner of his mouth.

Hearing this, Qian Renxue's cheeks became even more scarlet. She spat lightly and said, "You're not serious. I'm worried you'll be deceived by her seemingly weak appearance.

Don't forget she is a 100,000-year transformed soul beast. Who knows what she's really thinking in her heart?"

Lin Feng chuckled:

"You said before that you could understand her, and even sympathized with her?"

"That was..."

Lin Feng shook his head.

He said softly, "Xue'er, I naturally know her identity and past, but now she is just a soul who has lost her lover, suffered deceit and betrayal, and longs for peace.

I help her out of sympathy and respect.

Sometimes, letting a person completely give up hope is better than letting them live in a false hope or memory.

Tang Hao needs to face reality, and Ah Yin also needs a chance for release.

What happens after that is none of my business."

Qian Renxue nodded slightly, slightly relieved in her heart.

Ling Yuan, however, looked at the belt on Lin Feng's body, lost in thought.

Is it my imagination?

Just now, that Blue Silver Emperor seemed not to have shown too much emotion towards Tang Hao from beginning to end.

Meeting like this, and seeing his performance afterwards, was also like this.

This...

......

"You're back?"

The corners of Bibi Dong's lips hooked up.

The moment Lin Feng's figure cut through the sky, Bibi Dong had already sensed their returning aura.

Almost in an instant, she had taken off her Pontiff's robe and changed into a casual dress.

Her soft purple hair was then tied up in a ponytail, setting off that otherworldly, cold and beautiful face.

As the hem of her skirt swayed, her fair and slender calves were occasionally revealed.

In her semi-transparent high heels was a pair of fair, tender, jade-like feet, crystal clear, like the most beautiful work of art in the world.

The pride on her chest swayed gently with her steps. Bibi Dong slowly came before the three of them with an indescribable elegance.

Her tone was exceptionally gentle, looking only at Lin Feng.

Qian Renxue frowned.

"Why are you not wearing your Pontiff robe again?"

The corners of Bibi Dong's mouth hooked up:

"Those people have all left. I don't have any business to attend to today. Why can't I wear casual clothes?"

Qian Renxue was speechless, always feeling that her aura at this moment was a cut above her own...

Bibi Dong casually took Lin Feng's arm, secretly using her soul power, and pulled him towards a seat in the reception hall.

Qian Renxue was stunned.

No, although we're already very familiar...

But I and Sister Ling Yuan are still here. How come it seems like you are only welcoming Xiao Feng's return?

And your hands are linked.

Why are you holding on so tightly!...

A complex emotion flashed in Qian Renxue's eyes.

There was a subtle jealousy towards the intimacy between Bibi Dong and Lin Feng, and also a doubt about the possible meaning behind this intimacy.

She secretly glanced at Ling Yuan and found that the latter was also stunned, clearly also shocked by the scene before her.

Whoosh, so fast!

Qian Renxue rushed between the two of them, and forcibly knocked down the hand that Bibi Dong was holding Lin Feng with.

A trace of displeasure flashed in Bibi Dong's eyes, but she still said teasingly:

"What's wrong?"

Qian Renxue pursed her lips, but didn't know how to speak.

Lin Feng collected his thoughts, cursing silently.

He hurriedly said, "Your Majesty the Pontiff, we have returned. We have had some gains on this trip. Would you like me to tell you about them?"

"I saw it just now. Was it that 100,000-year soul bone?"

At the same time, Bibi Dong transmitted her voice to Lin Feng:

"I'll let you off for now. Come find me yourself later.

You've been thinking of me properly, right, my Xiao Feng~"

Lin Feng nodded slightly.

This answer had to answer two questions, yet it seemed Lin Feng only had one choice...

Qian Renxue looked at the seated Bibi Dong, feeling somewhat frustrated in her heart.

Why did she feel that this good sister's figure had become even more voluptuous, and her temperament had also become more outstanding?

Now, in the eyes of outsiders, she and I are probably really sisters.

Qian Renxue's heart was filled with mixed feelings. She was both unhappy about the intimacy between Lin Feng and Bibi Dong, and also felt a trace of embarrassment for her own impulsive behavior just now.

"Just now I..."

Bibi Dong smiled faintly:

"Are you even jealous of me? Xiao Feng is our Holy Son. Is it not okay for me to just hold his hand?"

In this subtle atmosphere, Bibi Dong displayed her majesty and wisdom as the Pontiff, and at the same time revealed an unusual concern and possessiveness for Lin Feng.

Her every action, every word, seemed to be carefully planned, gradually closing the distance between herself and Lin Feng, while also subtly affecting Qian Renxue's emotions.

Qian Renxue's face turned red, and she turned her head away.

She felt regret for her thoughts just now. How could it be?

Bibi Dong's identity is right there. What threat could she pose to Xiao Feng and me?

Bibi Dong looked at Qian Renxue's reaction, and an indescribable emotion rose in her heart again.

I need to be a little faster.

I can't wait anymore.

Now it's completely my lead.

I can accelerate again. Xiao Feng will belong to me very soon.

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TLNote: Qian Renxue's hair is getting greener by the second.