Douluo Dalu: Transforming Soul Rings into Soul Veins

Gu Yuena looked at Qian Renxue's reaction with some amusement. She rolled her eyes, then slowly extended three fingers, blinked, and it became two.

Qian Renxue and Bibi Dong, who had just come to her side, frowned and asked in unison, "What do you mean?"

The corner of Gu Yuena's mouth lifted slightly, her gaze towards Xiao Feng somewhat playful. "Each week, Xiao Feng belongs to me for two days."

Xiao Feng's mouth twitched. She originally wanted to occupy three days, right? Deliberately giving one more day for these two to fight over. She just wants to see the fun.

The other two clearly also realized the hidden meaning of what Gu Yuena had said. Their gazes instantly became dangerous. The eyes of Qian Renxue and Bibi Dong met. Without needing words, they could read the displeasure and vigilance in each other's hearts.

Their gazes were like two sharp swords, simultaneously pointing straight at Gu Yuena. The air was filled with an invisible contest.

"You want to see us start a dispute again?"

A trace of surprise flashed in Gu Yuena's eyes. She had originally thought they would directly start discussing whose two days it would be, but she hadn't expected these two to be able to unite against an external party.

Five beauties, it was simply impossible to divide. What's more, it was now a situation of one super and two strong.

A smile of great interest appeared on the corner of her mouth. She shook her head gently, as if sighing at the tacit understanding and keenness of these two. "It seems my little thoughts have been seen through by you. Then what do you think? Don't you want to be with Xiao Feng more?"

Qian Renxue and Bibi Dong looked at each other. The tacit understanding between them allowed them to understand the other's intention without needing many words. Sometimes it was like this. When rivals who had once quarreled stood on the same side, the tacit understanding and cooperation between them were instead more harmonious.

"Gu Yuena, the agreement between us is for Xiao Feng's happiness and peace, not to satisfy your wicked taste," Qian Renxue's voice was cold and firm, her words revealing an unquestionable majesty.

Bibi Dong also nodded. "Indeed, we will not let you easily disturb our balance. Xiao Feng's time should be decided by him on how to allocate it."

As she spoke, they looked at Xiao Feng at the same time. Qian Renxue even spoke teasingly, "What do you think, Xiao Feng? A certain someone said very clearly last night that he is the head of the family. Even a certain Silver Dragon King cannot be his master in family matters."

The corner of Xiao Feng's mouth twitched. Looking at Gu Yuena's teasing gaze, he coughed forcefully and said with a resounding and powerful voice, "One person, one day. I will rest for two days myself. This matter is thus settled and shall not be discussed again."

Gu Yuena's gaze moved slightly, and she suddenly laughed. "Alright, I agree." Her gaze towards Xiao Feng was very dangerous. You want a holiday to rest? Then rest. It's not like I said I can't go and find him when he's resting. Round and round, I still got three days. After all, if I want it, who can stop me?

As for whether the other two had the same thought, that was unknown. A night raid was something Qian Renxue had learned at a very young age. As for Bibi Dong, a sneak attack was nothing to her at all.

The three of them smiled and looked at each other, as if the atmosphere was very harmonious. But in fact, everyone had their own ulterior motives, yet they all tacitly did not say it out loud. Xiao Feng, as the central figure, felt the pressure from the three beauties. He couldn't help but let out a bitter smile.

"It seems my days ahead will not be peaceful," he murmured to himself, yet his eyes revealed a trace of helplessness and doting.

Qian Renxue touched Bibi Dong with her shoulder. "Hey! The esteemed Pope, do you not have to go to the Pope's Hall today? If I hadn't set up a soundproof domain, were you planning to eavesdrop!?"

Bibi Dong pursed her vermilion lips and spoke quietly.

"The matters of the Pope's Hall, I finished handling them long ago. Don't forget, today Xiao Feng is to be here with me."

"Hmph," Qian Renxue turned her head away. "I'm just afraid you won't be able to take it. Don't be unable to even go to the Pope's Hall tomorrow."

"Then you don't have to worry about that," Bibi Dong chuckled lightly.

Gu Yuena tilted her head, looked towards the sky, and her vermilion lips parted slightly. "I'm leaving for a while."

Xiao Feng nodded. "I'll leave it to you."

The next moment, Gu Yuena's figure appeared before the Seraphim statue in the Douluo Hall.

Qian Daoliu was like facing a great enemy. In an instant, he was startled from his meditation, stood up, and looked at the suddenly appearing Gu Yuena with a grave gaze.

"It's you? The senior who took that stinking brat away?"

"Oh? You recognize me?"

"Xue'er described your appearance. For you to appear here, does it mean Xiao Feng has already returned? Why on earth did you take him away back then? Also, is the so-called opportunity to become a god true?"

Qian Daoliu's thoughts spun rapidly. He asked the things he wanted to ask, but his vigilance had not been let down. In his perception, the woman before him actually did not have the slightest soul power fluctuation. But she had clearly appeared abruptly just now. It was impossible for her not to have mobilized her own power. He, a Limit Douluo, actually couldn't see through her cultivation. This was a bit too terrifying.

What Xue'er said back then was not false. This senior probably really does have divine-level strength. But why hasn't she ascended yet?

Gu Yuena did not answer his questions, but just said, "Qian Daoliu, you are about to die, aren't you?"

Qian Daoliu's pupils shrank. "You... what did you say?" Qian Daoliu's voice trembled slightly. He had not expected Gu Yuena to be so direct about his life and death.

"The reincarnation of that Seraphim is, after all, not the Seraphim," Gu Yuena's words were profound. "A similar flower, no matter how similar, cannot instantly possess the fragrance and power of the original flower. You, Qian Daoliu, as the guardian of the Seraphim, your life is almost at its end. This is an unchangeable fact."

Qian Daoliu was silent, monstrous waves surging in his heart. He tried his best to maintain his composure, but the trembling in his voice still betrayed his unease. "You know about the divine trial? Are you truly a god?"

"This question, you already have a conclusion in your heart, don't you? I came here just at Xiao Feng's request, to solve a worry. If he and that Qian Renxue's grandfather were to pass away, they would surely be very sad."

Hearing this, complex emotions surged in Qian Daoliu's heart. This boy was a bit too sentimental, but for him to remember himself after latching onto a big thigh was still rare. After all, if one could not die, who would really want to die?

"How did Xiao Feng know?"

Gu Yuena did not answer directly, but said, "The final step to becoming a god is not so easy. To truly become a god, one either needs the accumulation of years; or the sacrifice of an external force to help in the transformation of divine power. You, as the Great Priest, are the spokesperson for the god in the human world. This is your duty."

The previous generation of gods would themselves help when a new god was born. At the same time, this was also the meaning of the existence of the divine trial's rewards. And some gods' spokespersons in the human world were like a reserve energy source cultivated in advance, able to be directly sacrificed when the successor needed it, bestowing powerful energy.

And without consuming the foundation of the god. The Seraphim had long since fallen. Thus, the responsibility of this Great Priest could not be shirked. After all, even the divine soul was gone. How could one give the successor divine power assistance?

As for the Sea God's sacrifice, in Xiao Feng's mind, one reason was that the Sea God's previous rewards were too generous, and it would be a waste not to use the Great Priest's energy; second, he could see that Bo Saixi did not want to die and had a rebellious bone. Even if it was just a little bit of a rebellious bone, it was still better to have her die; or there were other reasons.

She paused for a while and continued, "The situation of the Seraphim is even more special. The original master has long since fallen, leaving only the procedure of the divine trial in this divine statue. What you are guarding is just a ceremony of inheritance, not a true god."

Qian Daoliu sighed. "Can you help me? Won't it affect Xue'er's divine trial? Even if it's just a little bit of an influence, I will not accept it."

"The thing Xiao Feng researched, go take a look."

Gu Yuena waved her fair hand, passing a wisp of True Qi into Qian Daoliu's hand. Qian Daoliu placed it in his palm, a look of surprise flashing in his eyes.

"This is?"

"Qi. In essence, its structure is even above that of divine power."

Hearing this, Qian Daoliu's eyes were full of shock. As a Limit Douluo, who had just had some breakthroughs not long ago, his understanding of divine power far surpassed that of an ordinary person. However, the "Qi" that Gu Yuena spoke of was actually structured above divine power. This simply surpassed his imagination.

"Surpassing divine power... how is this possible?" he murmured to himself, his gaze full of disbelief. However, the feeling transmitted from the True Qi in his palm did not allow him to disbelieve. His own soul power was being melted by this True Qi? No, it was returning to the state of worldly primordial qi. A sharp light flashed in Qian Daoliu's eyes.

"So you're saying, Xiao Feng plans to use this thing to replace my sacrifice in the divine trial?"

"Yes. The specific plan will have to be confirmed at that time, but True Qi will play a very important role in it."

Qian Daoliu suppressed the shock in his heart. He could feel the power of this True Qi. Even if Xiao Feng's True Qi was not enough at this time, when he reached Titled Douluo, the amount of True Qi he could use would probably be on a completely different level. And his True Qi was self-generating. There was no need to worry about the consumption of his foundation at all.

His gaze moved slightly. "When the time comes, so that no mistakes are made, the main body of the sacrifice will still be me."

Gu Yuena nodded with some surprise and did not say much more. With Xiao Feng around, there was no need to worry about Qian Daoliu dying at all. Back then, when Xiao Feng had roped in the Nine Heart Begonia and helped it evolve into the Sacred Heart Begonia, he had actually had the thought of its martial soul evolving and giving birth to a life-extending or reviving soul skill, to prepare for Qian Daoliu's matter.

But the growth speed of an auxiliary-type soul master was very slow, and no results had been seen yet. Ye Lingling was still far from being a Soul Sage or a Titled Douluo.

However, times had changed. Xiao Feng himself had already found a solution. One could only say that sometimes, many things were unexpected.

Qian Daoliu chuckled lightly and shook his head. "I have indeed accepted a lot of kindness from this boy." He didn't even have the face to pursue the matter of Xiao Feng taking down Bibi Dong and that Ah Yin.

He suddenly asked, "You took him away precisely because of this True Qi? With this thing, what realm is he at now?"

Gu Yuena thought for a good while. "Soul Emperor cultivation, can fight a Titled Douluo."

Holy Crap?

Qian Daoliu opened his mouth. Is this kid cheating!

But he did not doubt its authenticity in the slightest. How could the expert before him possibly lie?

Qian Daoliu let out a long sigh of relief. "Truly, the new wave pushes the old. As expected of him. It's getting harder and harder to understand him. This senior, I have not yet asked for your great name."

Gu Yuena still kept her gaze on the Seraphim statue, as if sizing up something. Her heart moved slightly. Is there a trace of that fellow Life... "Just call me Gu Yuena."

"Senior Gu Yuena, I wonder where Xiao Feng is now, and which faction you are from?"

Gu Yuena frowned. "The rest, let Xiao Feng come and tell you. It's too troublesome to explain. I just came to convince you and to eliminate that single-minded-death-seeking state of mind of yours."

The moment her voice fell, she disappeared. And Xiao Feng's figure appeared in the position Gu Yuena had just been.

Xiao Feng coughed lightly and said with a smile, "Grandpa, long time no see. Where did Na'er get to in her story just now?"

Clang—

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Qian Daoliu was as if his head had been struck by a hammer. His whole person was not well. He opened his mouth wide, his eyes wide, and the guess in his heart made his entire Dao heart become unstable. He pointed a trembling finger at the Xiao Feng whom he had not seen for nearly a year.

"You... what did you just call that senior?" Qian Daoliu's voice was even trembling a little. He simply couldn't believe his own ears.

Xiao Feng coughed awkwardly. "Naturally, it's Na'er. She is my partner."

What the fck...*

Qian Daoliu's figure swayed, and he fell down on the steps in front of the Seraphim statue. How did you, a Soul Emperor, take down a god? This world has finally gone mad in a way I couldn't have imagined.

"Partner? A god?" Qian Daoliu murmured to himself, feeling the whole world had become incredible.

"Yes, grandpa. You heard right. Na'er... mmm, her identity is a bit special, but she is indeed my partner," Xiao Feng explained with a smile, yet his heart was somewhat apprehensive, not knowing if Qian Daoliu could accept this fact.

"Mmm mmm... oh."

Qian Daoliu murmured.

What's wrong with the old man? Xiao Feng grinned, wanting to help Qian Daoliu up, but found that he seemed to have taken root on the steps and was unwilling to get up.

Not caring if Qian Daoliu could accept it or not, he just said again what he had said once in the small wooden house.

During this time, one could only see Qian Daoliu's dazed eyes, from time to time nodding his head numbly and responding with a couple of "mm-hmms."

Seeing this, Xiao Feng couldn't help but feel a little helpless in his heart. He knew that this news was indeed a bit shocking for Qian Daoliu, but he hadn't expected it would make him lose his composure so much.

Qian Daoliu's eyes were lowered. He looked at the Xiao Feng before him, not knowing what to say. His brain seemed to have crashed.

Originally, he had been thinking that after Xiao Feng came back, he would definitely pursue the matter between him and Bibi Dong. But now it seemed this fellow was really something. What else was there that he couldn't take down? Before, he had said, is the next step to take down a transformed soul beast? Now he comes back, and he has directly brought back the legendary common lord of soul beasts.

Then in a few more years, is he going to bring back a real goddess? The kind that's in the Divine Realm now?

Is this Douluo Hall poisoned? Every time Xiao Feng comes back, he has to tell me of another marriage affinity before my very eyes. The first time, it was Qian Renxue; the second time, he brought back Ling Yuan; the third time, Qian Renxue told me about the matter of Bibi Dong and that Ah Yin; now he comes back, and he brings back a terrifying existence that even I have to call 'ancestor'.

Qian Daoliu's mood at this time was exceptionally complicated. Looking at Xiao Feng, he really wanted to make a move and teach him a lesson, but he did not dare to. Xiao Feng called him grandpa. Did he dare to have Gu Yuena call him grandpa? He was afraid he would be slapped to death with one palm.

Qian Daoliu put a hand to his forehead, shook his head, and took a long deep breath. "You go far away. Let me calm down."

Xiao Feng grinned. "Alright, then you, old one, can slowly digest it."

Qian Daoliu's figure dissipated, leaving behind a sentence, "Don't any of you come looking for me," echoing in the Douluo Hall.

He was afraid. If he couldn't afford to provoke them, he could still afford to hide. His heart really couldn't take it. A few days ago, Qian Renxue had just given him a wave of shock, and today another big one had come.

Xiao Feng shrugged. I hope grandpa's Dao heart doesn't shatter...

Xiao Feng looked in the direction where Qian Daoliu had disappeared, his heart filled with mixed feelings. He knew that the impact he had brought to Qian Daoliu was really too great. Whether it was the matter of Bibi Dong and Ah Yin, or his relationship with Gu Yuena, they had all exceeded Qian Daoliu's expectations and tolerance.

"I hope grandpa can accept these facts soon," Xiao Feng whispered to himself, then turned around, left the Douluo Hall, and gave Qian Daoliu some space and time to be alone.

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Bibi Dong's fair hand stroked Xiao Feng's cheek, an unknown color in her eyes. "In the end, I still couldn't snatch you all for myself. If only it weren't for this Gu Yuena. She disrupted my rhythm."

Xiao Feng gently held her hand and sighed. "Dong'er, have you still not let it go? You should know, it's impossible for me to let go of any one of you. Even without Na'er, I wouldn't give up on Xue'er and Ling Yuan. Don't trap yourself in a prison."

Bibi Dong lay on Xiao Feng's chest and said quietly, "I'm just very unwilling. One more person means a part has to be shared."

Xiao Feng gently stroked Bibi Dong's beautiful hair and comforted, "Dong'er, feelings are not a cake that can be divided. It will not decrease because the number of people increases. My feelings for each of you are unique, irreplaceable, and indivisible. Your position in my heart is irreplaceable."

Hearing this, a complex light flashed in Bibi Dong's eyes. She hugged Xiao Feng tightly, as if to merge him into her own bones. "I know. It's just... I'm just a little afraid. Afraid that one day you will leave me, afraid that this happiness will shatter like a bubble. I have already waited for too long."

Xiao Feng held her waist and said softly, "I won't. I never will. We will always be together. No one can stop us, not even the gods."

Bibi Dong's body moved. She moved up a little, her vermilion lips pressing against Xiao Feng's.

"Love me."

This night, Bibi Dong was crazier than ever before, as if she wanted to vent all the resentment and unwillingness of this period, all the grievances and loss in her heart.

Or perhaps, she had the thought of competing with the others?

Xiao Feng felt Bibi Dong's intensity and unease. He tightly responded to her every move. "Dong'er, I love you. I have always loved you," Xiao Feng whispered in Bibi Dong's ear.

Bibi Dong trembled in his arms, her tears and sweat intertwining. She seemed to hear the sound of her own heart breaking, but was then enveloped by Xiao Feng's warmth, gradually healing.

"It's not enough. More."

The figures of the two were tightly dependent on each other, as if to merge into each other's bones, never to be separated again.

The next night, Xiao Feng rubbed his waist and walked out of Bibi Dong's room, meeting a cold snort from Qian Renxue in the room opposite.

Qian Renxue gritted her teeth, saw through the just-opened room door the still-lying-in-bed Bibi Dong. "Do you have to fight so hard? Don't think you've won just like this."