Douluo: Subversion Begins with the Arrival of the Traveler

Chapter 22 The cutest thing in Teyvat!

"The contract has been concluded. Anyone who breaks his promise will be punished by being eaten by the rock..."

The voice of the old friend seemed to reappear, lingering in Sora's ears.

Yes, the contract has been made. Aren’t those who were forced to sign the slave contract suffering the punishment of eating rocks?
Sora involuntarily opened his elemental vision. In his vision, he saw the maids and servants in the auction house, and the slaves in the private rooms, who were slinking behind the nobles' fat bodies, in their arms, and between their legs.
In Kong's sight, most of them had ghostly flames burning on their bodies, which were now scorching their souls.

In a trance, he saw the smiling face of his mother, which was stained with sweat but filled with tender eyes, the tender little hand handing half a pancake to his grandfather, and the footsteps of the mother staggering towards his father.

I also saw the merciless beatings in the dark and eerie room, the bestial horrors in the lighted bedroom, and the scattered bones in the wilderness...

“I want to do something for them.”

Kong seemed to be talking to himself, but also seemed to be talking to Ning Fengzhi and Jian Douluo.

"Sir, please stop making these fearless arguments. Let this farce of today end here."

After Ning Fengzhi finished speaking, he knocked the jade crutch he was leaning on with both hands heavily on the ground. Seeing this, Jian Douluo next to him snorted softly, and nine soul rings, two yellow, two purple and five black, unfolded around him one after another. His body shook, and a fierce momentum pressed towards Kong.

"It seems that Sect Master Ning is really planning to help the auction house. The Sword Douluo Spirit Ring has been summoned."

"Such a powerful pressure, worthy of the long-renowned Sword Douluo!"

"Sword Douluo alone possesses such formidable strength. I can't imagine how much stronger he is after being enhanced by the Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda!"

"Jian Douluo is about to take action! It looks like this young man is doomed."

"Isn't the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect famously friendly? Why would they force themselves to stand up for the auction house today?"

"Haha, can't you see? They say the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect is as wealthy as a nation. How do you think they became so rich?"

"Oh my god, your words really woke me up! Could this auction house be..."

"Hush, are you trying to kill yourself? The auction house is involved in many shady businesses. The big sects are always careful about their reputation. Be careful, if someone hears you, you won't even know how you died!"

"I originally thought that with a Soul Sage at the helm, the auction house was already indestructible, but I didn't expect the backstage forces to be even more outrageous!"

"Haha, it's the boy above. Do you think everyone is as reckless as him?"

"Let's put it this way. People like us are nothing more than ants in the hands of that Soul Saint. It's a blessing for that young man to have the honor of facing Sword Douluo..."

"Hey, do you think there's a possibility that Jian Douluo will lose to that young man?"

"...What nonsense are you talking about? If that boy had practiced for a few more decades, maybe he would have, but now... didn't you see that the boy didn't even dare to manifest his spirit ring under the pressure of Sword Douluo?"

"..."

The people below the stage were talking about it, but the nobles in the private room were sitting there quietly, smelling the fragrance and sipping tea.

"Look, before I asked you to invest in an auction house, you were hesitant, worried that the business wouldn't survive. What about now?"

"Tsk tsk, you didn't even tell me there's a Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect involved here. How arrogant! I love it! These lowly people should know what it means to be unattainable!"

"Hahahaha! Just now, seeing that young man's aggressive attitude, I thought he was going to turn the auction house upside down. Now, it seems like he's just trying to stop a chariot with his bare hands. It's ridiculous."

"The Titled Douluo's attack is more exciting than watching those slaves fighting each other in the Colosseum..."

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"Ah! Where does that wind come from? It's about to blow Paimon away!"

On the auction stage, a fierce aura swept across, and Paimon stretched out his little hand and tightly grasped Kong's clothes.

"I see you also have a sword spirit? If so, it makes my Seven Killing Sword a little unbearable."

Chen Xin, who had been silent for a long time, finally spoke.

The weapon held in the boy's hand was a sword. Although he had never seen him activate his soul skills, he must have a sword spirit like himself.

But the sword in his hand looked like an ordinary longsword casually forged in a blacksmith shop.

Even within the same type of Martial Spirit, there are different levels. In the realm of swords, the Seven Killing Sword Martial Spirit has always been at the top, being the top tier among weapon Martial Spirits.

Compared to his own martial soul, the Seven Killing Sword, he could sense that the two martial souls were not on the same level.

"Sir, are you still not going to make a move?"

Seeing that Kong stood proudly under the pressure of his aura but had no intention of taking action, Chen Xin couldn't help but ask.

"Your swordsmanship bears some resemblance to that of an old friend of mine, but if your strength is limited to this, it's not enough to enter that free city-state~"

The special effects are maximized, but the power is more than a little bit lacking.

This is Kong's feeling about the soul power of this world.

"Oh? I didn't realize you possessed the power to kill a Soul Saint at such a young age, but if you bide your time and strive for strength, I'm sure your name will be known throughout the continent within twenty years."

"It's a pity that you are so arrogant. I'm afraid you won't be able to reach that point..."

Chen Xin shook his head, not knowing whether he felt sorry that such a genius was going to die in his hands, or whether he was denying Kong's arrogance.

"Chen Xin, weapon spirit, sword named Seven Kills, level ninety-six, title... Sword Douluo!"

Chen Xin swung out his martial soul, the Seven Killing Sword, with one hand, pointing the sword tip straight into the air, and announced his name without any emotion.

This is a manifestation of mutual respect between soul masters during a duel, and also a reflection of pride in their own strength.

"..."

When Chen Xin saw that the young man opposite him remained indifferent after he announced his name, he couldn't help but feel a raging anger in his heart. This clearly showed that the young man didn't take him seriously!
"Why are you so arrogant!" Chen Xin shouted, and his aura became extremely violent.

"..."

Blame me?
What can I say without a martial soul?

Kong looked at the old man Chen Xin in front of him, who was so angry that he was about to fume, with a complicated expression.

Forget it, I'd better report it first, so as not to make the old man angry and cause him some trouble...

"Traveler, empty..."

"The cutest girl in Teyvat, Paimon!"

Although little Paimon had to hold on to Kong's clothes to keep his balance under Chen Xin's violent power, he still struggled to stick his little face out from Kong's shoulder and spoke in a stern voice.

She feels that in the current atmosphere, she should shout out her slogans loudly.

"..."

Sora reached out and pushed Paimon's little head back down.

Why don't you stop irritating the old man at this time?

Didn’t you see the look in his eyes that looked like he was going to chop us alive?

"Humph!"

Chen Xin groaned and flew into the air for no reason.

"The Sixth Soul Skill: Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Sect!"

Although the person in front of him never emanated a trace of soul power, judging from the warnings constantly emitted by his own sword intent, the strange young man in front of him might be a strong opponent.

Although he was angry, Chen Xin did not get arrogant and used his famous killing move as soon as he made a move.

As Chen Xin's sixth black soul ring lit up, his aura became more powerful, with the indestructible sword intent lingering within him, and countless flying swords condensed behind him.

As soon as he waved his hand, thousands of swords were fired at once, carrying sharp edges and rushing towards the sky.

(End of this chapter)