Douluo Dalu: Transforming Soul Rings into Soul Veins

The next day, Tang Xiao concealed his aura, not revealing his true self until he reached the foot of the Six-Winged Mountain.

"Sect Master Tang, it has been a long time."

"Chrysanthemum Douluo, I didn't expect it to be you. It seems Spirit Hall values me highly," Tang Xiao's eyes narrowed. He could feel that Yue Guan was already a level 95 Titled Douluo. Looking at his aura, he was already in his peak state and overflowing slightly. He would soon break through to level 96.

The core strength of Spirit Hall has improved again. And this is just the establishment of the Pope's Hall. Those few Super Douluo in the Douluo Hall are probably at least level 96 now?

Yue Guan smiled. "Please, Sect Master Tang. First, go to the Douluo Hall to see the Great Priest, then we will go to the Pope's Hall to discuss other matters."

"Alright."

Walking on the road of the Spirit Hall main hall, Tang Xiao sighed again in his heart. He could feel that the soul power levels of the guards and knights here were far beyond those of the soul masters outside. Based on past experience, Spirit Hall must have implemented the paths internally for several years before announcing them to the public.

Then, are the Soul Veins also the same?

Thinking in his heart, the worry and conflict in Tang Xiao's heart grew even heavier. Spirit Hall was clearly an enemy of his own sect, one of the main culprits who had taken Ah Yin's life. Yet now, he had to lower his stance and, with a thick old face, come here to discuss matters.

On the way from the foot of the mountain to the top, he would also pass many buildings and facilities, such as the academy, the martial training grounds, and the commercial street.

He casually sized up everything around him. As he walked to the commercial street, suddenly, his gaze was attracted by a beautiful blue-gold figure.

Tang Xiao's eyes widened. He looked at the figure hundreds of meters away with some disbelief. "Ah Yin?" Tang Xiao's heart suddenly accelerated, as if time had frozen at this moment. That blue-gold figure overlapped with the appearance of Ah Yin in his memory, making him almost unable to restrain himself from calling out that name.

"Hey, you!"

Yue Guan's face changed. He swiftly blocked Tang Xiao, who was speeding towards Xiao Feng's side.

"Sect Master Tang, what are you trying to do?"

Yue Guan's tone was somewhat displeased. "That is the Holy Son of my Spirit Hall. For you to rush over like this, can I assume you intend to be unfavorable to His Highness the Holy Son, and thus can assume you want to oppose Spirit Hall and stir up a dispute?"

What the hell? Tang Xiao was stunned for a moment by his deduction. Only then did he get a good look at the figure beside Ah Yin. It overlapped with the portrait in his memory. It was precisely that Holy Son, Lin Feng.

"Chrysanthemum Douluo has misunderstood. I just saw that the person beside Holy Son Lin Feng looked very much like an old friend, so I wanted to go over and have a look. There is absolutely no ill will."

"An old friend?" Yue Guan shook his head. "That is Holy Son Lin Feng's partner... one of them. How could she be an old friend of yours? Let's go. We should go to the Douluo Hall first."

Tang Xiao did not reply. He was carefully sensing the other party's soul power fluctuation, staring at the hands of Xiao Feng and Ah Yin being held together. His body couldn't stop trembling. The next instant, his figure appeared before the two of them. Yue Guan followed closely behind, protecting the two of them.

Tang Xiao's eyes were filled with tears. He said with a somewhat choked voice, "Ah Yin, is it really you?"

Ah Yin frowned. It had been hard to get some space for just her and Xiao Feng. Why had this fellow suddenly appeared? "The Ah Yin of the past is already dead. Sect Master Tang, recognize your current identity."

Xiao Feng patted the Chrysanthemum Douluo, letting the latter retreat a little, and said in a cold voice, "Sect Master Tang, Ah Yin is now my partner. Please do not cross the line."

Tang Xiao opened his mouth, suspecting he had misheard. Didn't Ah Yin sacrifice herself for Tang Hao? Even if she was revived, why would she be by this Holy Son's side? Shouldn't Spirit Hall be the enemy?

"Tang Hao, he..."

Ah Yin frowned. "Shut up. Don't mention him in front of me. He tricked me into sacrificing myself, and even more so, trapped me in a sunless cave for several years. If not for wanting to see his desperate look, I would have taken his life with my own hands long ago!"

Hearing this, Tang Xiao's pupils couldn't help but shrink fiercely. His own younger brother would actually do such a thing? Was my deference back then a mistake? An indescribable complex emotion surged in his heart, a mixture of shock and disappointment at his brother's actions, as well as sympathy and heartache for the suffering Ah Yin had experienced.

He looked at Ah Yin. Those eyes, which were once as gentle as water, were now filled with coldness and determination. Clearly, the pain of the past had left an indelible mark in her heart. My own younger brother has always been upright. Could there be a misunderstanding in this?

"Ah Yin, could there be a misunderstanding in this? I..."

Seeing this existence he had once longed for day and night, Tang Xiao's heart was beyond miserable. Ah Yin, who should have died, had once again reshaped her human body. Thinking about it, he knew it was the work of this Holy Son Lin Feng. If Tang Hao had really done those things back then, he really couldn't say anything. But the doubt and unwillingness in his heart surged like a tide.

Even if Ah Yin chose again, it had nothing to do with him. Her choice was this extremely young Holy Son of Spirit Hall.

"A misunderstanding?" Ah Yin sneered. "Sect Master Tang, what do you think is a misunderstanding? Is it a misunderstanding that I was trapped in a cave, day after day, year after year, looking at the outside world but unable to touch it, in despair? Or is it a misunderstanding that Tang Hao used my feelings for him, letting me willingly sacrifice myself, only to forget me in a corner with his coldness?"

Xiao Feng then said sharply, "Sect Master Tang, it's better to quickly go to the place you should go. If you are presumptuous here again, I don't mind teaching you a lesson."

Tang Xiao took a deep breath, finally forcibly suppressing the waves in his heart. He asked one last question, "Have you two already..."

Xiao Feng responded faintly, "She is my partner. Do you not understand this sentence?"

Hearing this, the last trace of luck in Tang Xiao's heart dissipated. A strong unwillingness, resentment, and jealousy surged in his heart. He gritted his teeth and turned to fly towards the Douluo Hall. Younger brother, oh younger brother, what on earth have you done!!!

You fellow, in Spirit City, do you know or not? Ah Yin has reshaped her physical body and has given her brand new self to Xiao Feng!

"Hold on!"

Xiao Feng said in a cold voice.

Hearing this, Tang Xiao stopped his steps and looked back at Xiao Feng.

"You have repeatedly offended the two of us, and just now even asked such a rude question. Do you think you can just walk away like this?" Xiao Feng's voice was cold, carrying an unquestionable majesty. "Take a blow from me, and then you may leave!"

Tang Xiao looked at Xiao Feng, who only had the cultivation of a Soul Emperor, and couldn't help but be stunned for a moment. He sighed. "Alright." Can a Soul Emperor injure me? If he can injure me, I'll eat the Clear Sky Hammer.

"To the martial training grounds."

The two sides quickly arrived at the martial training grounds and took their positions. Ah Yin gave Xiao Feng a kiss on the lips and said softly, "It's best if you kill him."

"Mmm..."

This small action, however, completely broke the defenses of a certain Sect Master of the Clear Sky Sect. His heart was like dead ashes. He closed his eyes, circulated his soul power, and quietly waited for the arrival of the "Soul Emperor's" blow.

"A reminder beforehand. It's best for Sect Master Tang to defend with all your might."

"No matter. You just make your move."

Seeing this, Xiao Feng was no longer polite. His figure flew to directly opposite Tang Xiao. The Five Elements Soul Veins circulated at full speed. His entire body's True Qi had already burst forth, condensing all the "Qi" into his right fist.

His aura continuously climbed. Soul Sage, Soul Douluo, Titled Douluo!

The surging aura was like a monstrous tide, instantly sweeping across the entire martial training grounds. The surrounding fluctuations made Tang Xiao, who had realized something was wrong, quickly open his eyes. He was about to summon his martial soul and wanted to use the "Defense" character art to resist. However, a cloud of black mist filled the area around him. His two eyes were in a daze for a moment, and only after a short while did he regain his clarity.

But time was already too late. Xiao Feng's one punch had solidly landed on his chest.

Boom!!!

Pfft—

Tang Xiao spat out a mouthful of blood. His figure was sent flying for several hundred meters. Along the way, he smashed through several rockeries in the martial training grounds, and finally fell heavily to the ground. Dust rose everywhere, and the scene was a complete mess.

"This... how is this possible!" Tang Xiao lay on the ground, his expression horrified, staring at the front in disbelief. He, the Sect Master of the Clear Sky Sect, with deep soul power, was actually heavily injured by a single blow from a youth who seemed to only have the cultivation of a Soul Emperor!

He was a level 97 Super Douluo, and the other party was just a Soul Emperor!!!

Even if he hadn't defended with all his might, it shouldn't have been like this!

"Cough—cough—"

He struggled to get up from the ground, wiped the residual blood from the corner of his mouth, his eyes full of shock and incomprehension. He looked at Xiao Feng, his eyes filled with both fear and unwillingness, as if he could not accept such a fact.

"I hope you have learned your lesson. Let's go, Ah Yin."

The Chrysanthemum Douluo looked at Tang Xiao teasingly. "Let's go, Sect Master Tang, to the Douluo Hall. Do you want to nurse your injuries first?"

"No... no need."

Tang Xiao looked at Ah Yin, who gave him a cold glance before leaving. The grief in his heart was even greater. The physical damage plus the spiritual damage, within one day, his defenses had been broken several times. He was starting to doubt if coming here was the right decision.

The Chrysanthemum Douluo said quietly, "By the way, the cost of repairing the damage to this venue will be borne by you."

The corner of Tang Xiao's mouth twitched. "Alright."