Douluo Continent: The Martial Soul Luo Sanpao, a Counterattack Against the Dragon God

Chapter 11 What you don't want is what so many people dream of! Chrysanthemum Demon's Lair (Please add to your favorites!)

But now, the sky is telling her something.

There was a person who, sixty years ago, before she even began the divine examination, easily gave up the opportunity she had always dreamed of!
Moreover, it is the legacy of a top-tier deity like the God of Light!
Yu Jingcheng's choice was like a resounding slap across her face.

What she pursued was nothing more than what others disdained.

Her proud path to godhood seemed so insignificant and pathetic in the face of Yu Jingcheng's bold statement of "self-ignition as yang"!

"Jade Jingcheng..."

Bibi Dong gritted her teeth, her eyes filled with jealousy, resentment, and a hint of fear that she herself was unaware of.

……

Star Dou Forest, outside.

Ning Fengzhi, Sword Douluo, and Bone Douluo, who were speeding along, suddenly stopped and stared at the sky in horror.

"He rejected...the divine examination?"

Gu Rong, the Bone Douluo, nearly dropped his jaw to the ground. He stammered, "..."

"This...this kid...has he gone mad?!"

That's the legacy of the gods!
Something so many people would dream of, he... he just rejected it like that?

Gu Rong couldn't understand this behavior at all; it was beyond his understanding of Soul Master cultivation.

Sword Douluo Chen Xin stared intently at the phrase, "I shall spontaneously combust as the sun."

His usually calm and unwavering sword spirit was now stirred into a raging storm.

"What a grand vision..."

Chen Xin murmured to himself, his voice trembling slightly.

"I have spent my whole life pursuing the pinnacle of swordsmanship, and it has been extremely difficult."

What he sought was to forge his own divine path to heaven… I cannot match his ambition and will.”

As a top-tier Douluo who dedicated his entire life to the way of the sword, he understands best the kind of dedication to pursuing perfection.

But what he was pursuing was the pinnacle of the "Dao" that had already been established by his predecessors.

But Yu Jingcheng is creating a completely new "Dao"!
Ning Fengzhi was even more shocked than before.

He had just received a blessing from Heaven and was overjoyed at being able to break through to the ninth ring.

But in the blink of an eye, the sky told him that there was someone who, sixty years ago, had already regarded the ultimate dream of countless soul masters as a wrong path.

Ning Fengzhi gave a bitter smile, his face full of complex emotions:
"What we Soul Masters seek throughout our lives is nothing more than to break free from our shackles and take another step forward."

And he… sixty years ago, already regarded the destination we all dream of as a despicable fork in the road.

At this moment, Ning Fengzhi truly understood why the Heavenly Dao's assessment ranked Yu Jingcheng before himself.

This is not just a difference in martial spirit, but a world of difference in mindset, temperament, and ambition!
“Yu Jingcheng… Such a person is truly a role model for us, and also our… despair.”

Ning Fengzhi sighed deeply, his excitement and joy replaced by a deeper sense of awe and emotion.

……

Qibao Glazed Sect.

Ning Yuyan stood alone atop the sect's tallest tower, her figure appearing somewhat frail in the wind.

When she saw the words on the sky, she finally couldn't hold back her tears.

But these are not tears of sorrow, but tears of joy and pride.

"So that's how it is... So that's how it is..."

Ning Yuyan smiled, a smile as radiant as a flower.

She finally understood.

She understood why, sixty years ago, that spirited young man had left behind the promise "Wait for me to transform into a dragon" before disappearing without a trace.

He is neither running away nor giving up.

He is walking a path that has never been trodden before!
What he wanted to do was not simply transform his martial soul into a dragon, but to ignite himself into a sun that shines through the ages!
"Fool...you fool..."

Ning Yuyan reached out her hand, as if trying to touch that distant name on the horizon.

"Why didn't you tell me about such a difficult road..." Her heart ached, but even more so, it overflowed with pride and love.

……

Above the Heavenly Dou Empire.

Dugu Bo, who was flying rapidly in a cloud of green mist, suddenly stopped in mid-air after seeing the words on the sky and revealed his true form.

He paused for three seconds, then...

"Hahaha...hahahahahaha!!"

A deafening burst of wild laughter echoed through the sky!
"Good boy!

What a wonderful Yu Jingcheng!

"I knew you were no ordinary person!"

Dugu Bo laughed so hard that tears almost came out.

"Refuse the divine test?"
Is spontaneous combustion a form of yang?

"Damn, that's exactly what I wanted to hear!"

"This is the kind of brother I truly acknowledge!"
Those damned gods, what are they anyway!

The worries and doubts in Dugu Bo's heart vanished at this moment, replaced by unparalleled excitement and pride.

The entire Douluo Continent was in an uproar because of these two short lines of text.

At this moment, the name Yu Jingcheng is no longer just a synonym for genius.

Instead, it transformed into a legend, a myth!
Star Forest.

The dense primeval forest blocks out the sun, and sunlight can only filter through layers of leaves, casting dappled light.

The air was filled with the scent of damp earth and the fragrance of plants, as well as a faint but palpable pressure from the spirit beasts.

Two figures, like ghosts, silently lurked atop a giant ancient tree.

One of them, with an eerie figure, seemed to have no physical form and was completely blended into the shadow of the tree trunk. This was none other than Ghost Douluo, Ghostly Phantom.

He concealed his aura to the extreme, so much so that even the most perceptive soul beasts could not detect his presence.

The other person was crouching eerily on a tree branch, gently twirling a fallen leaf with his delicate fingers. It was none other than Ju Douluo, Yue Guan.

Yue Guan, dressed in a golden outfit, should have been extremely conspicuous in the dim forest.

But strangely, his figure seemed to blend into the dappled light around him, making him invisible to the eye.

There was another person, hidden in the darkness, who was none other than the level 87 Soul Douluo, Riftblade.

"Old Ghost, do you think Ning Fengzhi has gone mad?"

Yue Guan transmitted his voice in a high-pitched tone, with a hint of mockery in his voice.

"Why give up being a proper sect leader and insist on coming to this godforsaken place to die?"

His Holiness the Pope's plan was practically tailor-made for him.

The ghostly voice, as deep as the abyss, echoed in Yue Guan's mind:
"Shut up, they're coming."

"Control your murderous intent."

Yue Guan's lips curled into a smile, and he remained silent, but his eyes, which were fixed on the forest path, flashed with a cold, venomous light.

Their mission was clear: to use the [Bipolar Stillness Domain] to instantly control Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo.

Then, with lightning speed, Lie Ren killed Ning Fengzhi, who had no ability to resist!

This is a sure-fire trap!

……

The outer edge of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School mountain range in the Heaven Dou Empire.

Night falls and the stars are shining.

Under the moonlight, Qibao Liuli Mountain resembled a crystal fairyland. The mountain gate was brightly lit, and the patrolling disciples were meticulous. Everything seemed the same as usual.

(End of this chapter)