In Douluo, there is a way to die.

Chapter 9 The Gifted Weakling

As soon as the name of "Spirit Hall" came out, Liu Erlong immediately calmed down a lot. Seeing this, Yinshu quickly pulled her aside and whispered something to her.

Wearing the old man surnamed Lin's wet coat, Yinlan crawled towards Cuihua.

"Cough... cough..." The sturdy girl was surrounded by broken blue silver grass, making an unpleasant breathing sound like a broken basket, and looked at the youngest girl with longing in her eyes.

When Cuihua was thrown out, her mother called on the nearby blue silver grass to protect Cuihua, and took most of Liu Erlong's attack force for Cuihua, and even blocked the flames that Liu Erlong used to finish off her.

But Cuihua's neck was strangled when she was thrown out by Liu Erlong, and the broken bones pierced her trachea. She didn't die immediately, and every second she lived would be torture.

"Sister Cuihua!" Yinlan crawled to Cuihua's side.

Help……

She saw such emotion in the child's eyes.

"Mom! Mom!" Yin Lan didn't care that Cuihua had noticed Blue Silver Emperor's identity. He hurriedly took the wilted Blue Silver Emperor out of his arms and said, "Mom! Save her!"

The leaves of the Blue Silver Emperor shrank a little, then shook again.

"No...no!" Yin Lan knew that her mother was in a very bad condition at the moment. She had already used up all her strength to protect herself from Liu Erlong. Both mother and daughter had escaped death. How could they have the energy to help others?

"Use that, yes, use that!" Yin Lan summoned out two martial souls at the same time again, wanting to enter the same state as before to replenish Cuihua's vitality, but the soul power in her body had already been completely drained, and the two martial souls disappeared immediately after being summoned.

The feeling of weakness coming from deep inside his body made Yin Lan feel desperate again. Yin Lan's body became limp and he stumbled again.

"Sister Cuihua, I'm sorry... Xiong Da, Xiong Er, Hua Qiang, and everyone... I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." Liquid slid down her cheeks, and it was hard to tell whether it was tears or saliva.

Suddenly, Yinlan's wrist was grabbed violently. The girl raised her head suddenly and found that Cuihua seemed to have a last burst of energy and used her last breath to grab her.

He shook his head at himself.

Then there was no sound.

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The burning flames finally died down, and the dilapidated building where the orphans lived collapsed completely, turning into their grave.

The little girl, wearing a patched cloth and holding a flowerpot of blue silver grass with golden patterns, stared blankly at the "grave" in front of her, ignoring the bag at her feet.

Buried here are the first family members who accepted her after she came into this world.

Yinshu was finally afraid that Liu Erlong would cause trouble again, and he heard that the people in charge of awakening spirits from the Spirit Hall were on the way. In addition, the villagers all began to expel them, so he and the students forcibly took Liu Erlong away.

Before leaving, he left a bag of gold soul coins to the only surviving child, Yinlan. Yinlan didn't open the bag, so he didn't know how much was in it, but it should be quite a few.

They didn't say anything more to Yin Lan, nor could they. Liu Erlong had just killed someone, and as the assailant's companions, any explanation they offered to the sole survivor would be seen by the villagers as adding fuel to the fire, ultimately escalating the situation. Joining Yin Lan in a daze was the elderly man surnamed Lin, hunched over the dilapidated building, which had become unrecognizable. It was unclear what he was thinking.

"Grandpa Lin." Yin Lan broke the silence and found that his voice was a little hoarse.

"Child?" The old man surnamed Lin forced himself to cheer up and looked at the little girl beside him. He knew that the blow this child had suffered was no less than that suffered by himself, a lonely old man.

Although it may not be a good idea to say this now, living people always have to make plans for the future. I couldn't do it before, but now this child is the only one left. With my own abilities, I can still raise this child.

"Or..." The old man surnamed Lin was considering how to speak without hurting the child's feelings, but before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by the girl.

"Thank you and everyone in the village for taking care of us over the years," the girl bent down, picked up the bag at her feet, and handed it to the old man surnamed Lin, saying softly, "Let's share this money with everyone. Consider it a reward for the village over the years."

"Child, you can't..." The old man surnamed Lin didn't care how much money was in the bag, but he heard something else from the girl's tone.

But that's a spirit master! How could this kid possibly do that...

He wanted to dissuade her again, but he heard the girl say again: "I'm sorry, Grandpa Lin, just think of it as me being willful... Let me stay with you all a little longer..."

The old man surnamed Lin heard that the child was determined to leave, and finally sighed, poured out half of the gold soul coins in the bag, leaving half of the bag of gold soul coins at the girl's feet, and then walked towards the village in a daze, holding the remaining scattered gold soul coins.

Yin Lan held her mother and walked into the ruins. She looked around at the charred environment that was no longer recognizable. She walked into and out of each room, recalling the people who had taken care of her over the years.

After arriving in this world for the first time and realizing her own life experience, she never had any sense of crisis. Before she awakened her martial soul, she was sure that her talent was definitely not bad. Even if she didn't have twin martial souls like Tang San, the quality of her single martial soul would not be bad. At the very least, she could replicate Tang San's rise. As long as she didn't ruin her martial soul and was a little faster than him, she would be able to rise.

But before she grows up, all of that is just her fantasy. Any possible accident will destroy everything before she can start her growth plan.

The sudden change made her realize that in this worldview, only those who survive can be called "strong", and the others are "weak" forgotten in the corner of history.

She is just a "gifted weakling".

Even someone as upright and honest as Qian Daoliu, a gentleman who was a moral role model for all Douluo, was eventually labeled a "coward" by his own cheap great-grandfather Tang Chen, simply because he died in the end as a sacrifice to Qian Renxue due to the divine test, but his great-grandfather survived to the end.

The dead cannot refute the evaluation of the living.

Yin Lan also didn't want to know what the Douluo people would think of her after she died. She didn't want to die either. She wanted to live. She wanted to become a strong person. She...

...thirsty for power.

　Today's trivia: the initial assumption about Yin's death was that it was not a sacrifice, but suicide.

　　Of course, he was definitely affected by the settings later, and everything was changed to sacrifice.

　　Good afternoon, Zayu Zayu Zayu~

　　
　
(End of this chapter)