Douluo: Dragon King's Divine Elegy

Chapter 158 Leng Yulai

"I thought you were ignoring me."

As soon as Nan Liujing pressed the answer button, a charming voice that could make one's bones melt came from the other end of the phone.

"??!"

Nan Liujing's expression at this moment resembled that of an elderly person frowning while looking at their phone on the subway.

No, is there something wrong with Leng Yulai?

"What are you doing, acting all lewd in the middle of the night?" he said in a low voice.

"You!?" Leng Yulai said angrily, "You clueless guy."

Nan Liujing didn't stand on ceremony with her and said coldly, "Just say what you have to say. I still have to have dinner with your sister."

Leng Yulai remained silent for a long time: "Come to Phoenix Residence No. 9. I have something to tell you about the Holy Spirit Cult."

Just as Nan Liujing was about to speak, the call was cut off.

Nan Liujing looked at the screen, his brows slightly furrowed.

Thanks to the benevolent contract, he wasn't afraid that Leng Yulai would harm her, but it was still somewhat inexplicable.

Even though the contract of goodwill restricts Leng Yulai's murderous intent towards him, requires her to unconditionally obey any orders, and prevents her from betraying him (for example, from revealing secrets), she is not restricted in speaking normally to him.

Where did this seductive tone of voice come from?

Is it true that the physical punishment in the factory made her unable to forget it?

Suppressing his doubts, Nan Liujing turned off the soundproof soul guide, resumed his normal expression, and returned to the dining table, looking as delicious as ever.

"The Star Luo official did not limit the number of people invited this time. I'm thinking, should we provide a few more spots and announce them within the academy?"

Leng Yaozhu said to Nan Liujing, who had just sat down.

Nan Liujing met everyone's gaze and pondered, "Teacher, you can make the arrangements, but the number of participants should not be too large, and we need to emphasize to the students that the exchange period is one year. If you don't want to be away from home for too long, don't sign up to participate."

“That’s what I think too,” Leng Yaozhu nodded.

After meal.

It was getting late, so Leng Yaozhu simply told everyone to stay overnight and not return to the academy.

Using the excuse that he had something to do at the Forging Masters Association, Nan Liujing slipped out of the Heavenly Spirit Tower and quickly headed to Phoenix Residence.

In the east of the city, rows of exquisite villas stand amidst the green fields, bathed in the soft moonlight, which casts a hazy glow upon them. Phoenix Residence, one of the top three villa districts in Shrek City, boasts villas with prices reaching an astonishing level.

Because it is a villa area, the surrounding area is quite quiet, and patrol teams only come by occasionally.

As Nan Liujing approached Villa No. 9, the gate automatically opened to both sides.

Nan Liujing walked into the main building at a leisurely pace. The living room was brightly lit, and Leng Yulai was sitting on the sofa facing the door.

Compared to her sister's alluring yet gentle charm, she was utterly seductive and wicked. Her features were exquisite and captivating, her eyes were cold and eerie, and her lips were a deep, blood-red hue. She wore a dark-colored dress with a high slit, revealing glimpses of her fair skin, making her resemble a wild rose with thorns.

“I’m pleased that you called to reveal the secrets of the Holy Spirit Cult, but I don’t like it that you hung up and made me travel all the way here.”

Nan Liujing stood in front of the door, the edges of his body tracing the arc of moonlight, exuding a coldness, and his tone was extremely indifferent.

Upon hearing this, Leng Yulai suddenly stood up. She was barefoot, revealing a pair of snow-white, jade-like bare feet. Her feet stepped on the soft carpet, and she walked towards Nan Liujing with a cat-like gait that made one's blood boil, carrying a body fragrance like a blazing rose.

Nan Liujing remained unmoved, not even a ripple stirred in his heart.

His master, Leng Yaozhu, has forged him into a will of steel.

until……

Leng Yulai moved her right hand, as if taking out something.

Nan Liujing narrowed his eyes slightly, then his gaze froze on the spot.

But when Leng Yulai pulled out his right hand, it turned out to be a 'spinning top' with barbs. If he swung it, it could easily scrape off a piece of flesh.

"What do you mean?"

Nan Liujing was no longer calm; a million curses were running through his mind.

Leng Yulai said with a frosty expression, "I don't know what you left on me."

But I know I can't escape your control, otherwise I wouldn't have gone to such lengths to gather secrets from the sect, and then come all this way to find you today.

However, I have the secret, but it won't be so easy for you to get it.

Hold onto it.

Leng Yulai reached out and handed over the weapon. One second her cold and beautiful face, which had been feigning composure, turned into a frenzied flush of excitement the next. The change was so rapid that it left everyone speechless.

Nan Liujing was stunned.

Damn it, I'm speechless.

Leng Yulai seemed to realize that she had been too hasty, and softened her tone, saying quietly, "You have been by my sister's side for so long, you should know that the spiritual power of evil soul masters is both strong and fragile. Every evil soul master has a disease, so every once in a while, they must vent it out."

If one does not want to sell their body, the best way is to kill, to feel the cries and pain of the weak, and thus alleviate the pain of their own distorted mental power.

I am controlled by you, and I can no longer unleash my murderous intent at will.
So take it and do what you did in the factory last time, as revenge for the countless civilians I killed, and incidentally help alleviate my mental anguish.

I will only tell you the secrets of the Holy Spirit Cult if I am satisfied, and they are absolutely astonishing secrets.

how is it? "

Leng Yulai's gaze was icy, but the expectant glint in her eyes betrayed her truest thoughts.

"Heh." Nan Liujing scoffed.

"What are you laughing at?" Leng Yulai glared at him.

Nan Liujing said calmly, "To put it bluntly, you are just too proud of your noble status to let others 'defile' your precious body, so after meeting me, you found a high-sounding reason to enjoy yourself."

Am i right? "

A hint of panic flashed in Leng Yulai's eyes, as she said weakly, "You're talking nonsense! I just want to resolve the pain of my twisted mind."

"You know perfectly well whether it's nonsense or not." Nan Liujing casually took the 'spinning top'. "I don't have much time, so don't delay my return."

As a brother-in-law, it's perfectly normal for him to help his sister-in-law.

Seeing Nan Liujing's inexplicable gaze, Leng Yulai's face turned pale and then dark.

But she really did miss it. After being physically punished in the factory that day, her soul power flowed much smoother afterwards, if not stronger. She felt like metal that had been hammered, clear and transparent inside and out, even better than if she had taken the best elixir.

From then on, whether she was meditating or sleeping, she would always think of it; she simply couldn't forget it.

In a sense, Nan Liujing did indeed guess Leng Yulai's true nature. But unlike some fairies in online novels who easily fall into depravity, her noble status made her look down on everyone around her. In the past hundred years, Yun Ming was the only one she had ever longed for.

Some people in the Holy Spirit Cult did seek love from her, but they were all just interested in sex, not love, and their relationships ended badly.

"Snap—" Nan Liujing pulled the 'spinning top' with both hands, making a crisp sound.

Leng Yulai shut her mouth and turned away. As she closed her eyes, a hint of expectation flashed across them.

His indifferent gaze swept over her round, pert figure.

Nan Liujing's bloodline suddenly erupted, a blur of motion tearing through the light, the air cracking with a hissing sound.

ten minutes later.

Nan Liujing sat on the sofa, lost in thought. The spinning top, stained with blood, sat quietly on the coffee table.

On a sofa not far away, a slender and voluptuous body lay sprawled on it. Her clothes were intact, but her body was covered in bloodstains, creating a stark contrast with the fair and firm skin of her thighs.

If it weren't for the rise and fall of his back with his breathing, I would have almost thought he was dead.

"Cai Yue'er has actually been secretly controlled by your Holy Spirit Cult. Qian Gu Dong Feng is blind to what's right under your nose." Nan Liu Jing digested the news he heard from Leng Yu Lai: "Ning Feng Zhi, an eighth-level blacksmith, vice president of the Monster Academy Blacksmith Association, has helped nearly 60% of the academy's elite students forge battle armor metal. He was recommended by Cai Yue'er."

The name Ning Fengzhi sounds familiar; it's exactly the same as Ning Rongrong's father in Douyi.

Not far away, the panting gradually subsided, and Leng Yulai lay prostrate on the sofa, weakly saying, "Ning Fengzhi came from the Green Skull organization and was temporarily transferred away by the Dark Blood Demon. Because he was not a complete evil soul master, the Holy Dragon Douluo did not discover the problem. All the forged metals he produced carried an extremely evil curse mark that would erode a person's martial soul, causing it to develop into a malignant mutation."

"Is the Holy Spirit Cult planning to wipe out all the geniuses of the Star Luo Empire in one fell swoop?" Nan Liujing looked at Leng Yulai. Sure enough, the course of history changed once again.

The latter slowly stood up, her dress slipping off her shoulders, revealing her delicate collarbone glistening with the moisture of sweat, and through the collar, one could vaguely see the high, arched curve of her collarbone.

She's not as big as her older sister.

Seeing that Nan Liujing was only staring at her face and not looking around, Leng Yulai felt a little dissatisfied and said coldly, "The curse mark, combined with the special incantation, is controllable, so it can also be used to threaten the Star Luo royal family. After all, Monster Academy has gathered the strongest group of geniuses in the Star Luo Continent. Once a problem occurs, it will mean annihilation for the entire Star Luo Empire."

"I understand."

Nan Liujing stood up and strode towards the gate.

"Hey." Leng Yulai called out to him from behind.

"What?" Nan Liujing opened the door, and moonlight poured in, making his tall and upright figure appear particularly hazy, especially when he turned his head to reveal his handsome face with a cool and aloof expression.

Leng Yulai was suddenly taken aback.

A single glance felt like traveling through decades of time. In the bloom of youth, a young girl saw from afar that man holding the Sky-Piercing Spear, his indifferent demeanor suppressing all geniuses.

She suppressed the inexplicable turmoil in her heart and said coldly, "From now on, come here once every three months."

Nan Liujing said calmly, "Are you infatuated with me?"

"Me, obsessed with you? What a joke!" Leng Yulai's face suddenly turned cold, carrying a chilling aura that penetrated to the very soul. "If you hadn't used your methods to control me, I would have already gone on a killing spree for my amusement."

"Is that so?" Nan Liujing said calmly, "But your voice just now didn't sound fake."

Leng Yulai's pretty face froze.

"gone."

The footsteps gradually faded away.

The living room was bathed in the cold moonlight, and was deathly silent.

Leng Yulai clenched her fists, but dared not sit down because her buttocks hurt.

After taking a deep breath, she gritted her teeth and began to use her soul power to heal her injuries.

"If I don't get rid of his control, I'll be nothing more than his plaything for the rest of my life. It seems I'll have to ask the Ghost Emperor and the others for some secret medicine to help me break through."

Leng Yulai's eyes flickered, and she thought to herself.

"If I can't break free from his control, what does he plan to do with me?"

……

The next day, early in the morning.

Inside the four classrooms of the Spirit Transmission Academy.

Eight head teachers and deputy head teachers entered the classroom and announced almost simultaneously that the academy had received an invitation from the Star Luo Empire to send some students to the Star Luo Continent.

In no time, all four classrooms became lively, filled with a constant stream of discussions.

The main reason is that the Star Luo Empire is too unique.

The political system is completely different from that of the Federation, which naturally evokes a sense of curiosity and exploration in young people. Moreover, according to the book, the Star Luo Continent is more than ten thousand miles away from the Douluo Continent, requiring crossing an ocean larger than several Douluo Continents combined, and passing through the territories of many powerful and even unknown sea spirit beast clans.

A classroom.

Tang Wulin eagerly raised his hand and asked, "Teacher, are there any restrictions on signing up?"

The male homeroom teacher shook his head and said, "Everyone can sign up for this exchange activity, but the specific selection will be decided by the dean of teaching and the dean of the college."

Upon hearing this, some students who were not keen on going immediately gave up their intention to register.

"Teacher, can I register now?" But some students asked excitedly.

"Of course." The female homeroom teacher nodded. "Those who want to sign up, please line up and register here in an orderly manner. If you are selected, you will be notified before departure."

In no time, long queues formed in each of the four classes.

"The president is looking for me?"

In Class 2, Le Zhengyu naturally wouldn't miss this opportunity to go to the Star Luo Continent to participate in the Elite Competition and show off; he was even the one standing at the very front of the line.

But before he could register, his homeroom teacher told him that the student council president, Nan Liujing, needed to see him and that he should go to his office now.

Scratching his head in confusion, Le Zhengyu reluctantly gave up the first registration spot he had fought so hard to secure and headed to the office.

"President, you wanted to see me?"

After knocking and receiving permission to enter, Yue Zhengyu went inside and immediately saw Nan Liujing sitting in a chair.

"Please sit down," Nan Liujing gestured.

Le Zhengyu nodded and sat down with an air of neither arrogance nor servility.

"How many people are there in the Angel Family in your generation?" Nan Liujing asked a strange question.

Le Zhengyu was taken aback. He didn't want to answer, but after thinking for a moment, he gave a vague number: "About twenty people. Our generation has the largest number of people in the history of our family."

"Do you face a lot of competitive pressure?" Nan Liujing asked again.

Le Zhengyu, puzzled, smiled wryly and said, "It's definitely big. Although my grandfather was the clan leader, the position of clan leader is not passed down from one lineage to another. Everyone in the same generation can compete for the position of clan leader."

The Angel Clan is a typical example of generational succession. This means that while the first generation is led by Angel Douluo Le Zheng'en, the second generation, despite its large number of members and many powerful individuals, has no right to inherit the position of clan leader and can only be assigned to various positions within the family. The successor is chosen from the third generation.

It's somewhat like the Ming Dynasty's Emperor Zhu and his eldest nephew.

Nan Liujing revealed his true intentions: "I remember that the heir to the Angel Family patriarch must condense his martial soul to four wings before the age of thirty, right?"

Le Zhengyu immediately became alert.

“I have no intention of interfering in anything related to the Angel Family, so you don’t need to worry,” Nan Liujing said calmly. “You should know that the major legions of the Federation each have their own allies, while my teacher, Tianfeng Douluo, has no legion supporting him. Given that the Spirit Pagoda already has a crown prince, and I have just begun to show my talent, you should understand what that means.”

Le Zhengyu was stunned: "Is this something I can say?"

"Will you tell anyone?" Nan Liujing stared straight at him.

"Of course not." Le Zhengyu wasn't stupid; in fact, he was quite excited to be able to meet Nan Liujing alone.

The reason is simple: have you ever seen someone so young who is already an eighth-level master craftsman?

Even a fool could tell that the man in front of him was likely the second master craftsman after Zhenhua. If he didn't try to build a relationship now, when would he?
He voluntarily revealed the well-known secret of the Spirit Pagoda, which shows he considers Yue Zhengyu one of his own.

"That makes sense," Nan Liujing said. "Normally, the Holy Angel Martial Soul only has two wings. Only by hunting down evil beings can it enhance its Holy Origin and Light Origin, forcibly growing new wings. Therefore, the Angel Family is also the most active force in the Douluo Continent in dealing with evil soul masters."

"Six months from now, during our trip to the Star Luo Continent, if there's a chance, I'll take you to a buffet for evil soul masters."

“Evil Soul Masters are not so easy to deal with,” Le Zhengyu warned.

"That's why I said if there's a chance." Nan Liujing smiled.

Le Zhengyu remained silent for a moment, then said solemnly, "If it succeeds, I swear on my martial spirit that I will definitely support Your Majesty the Heavenly Phoenix."

"Let's wait until things are settled before you swear the oath," Nan Liujing said, already having a plan in mind.

Le Zhengyu nodded, then revealed a fawning smile, "President, can you help me forge a set of Thousand-Refined Spirit Alloy? I can pay double the price."

Nan Liujing was taken aback for a moment, then smiled and said, "No problem, as long as the money is in place."

(End of this chapter)