I started by submitting to the Douluo Continent, and the nation helped me become a god.

"Sister Nana, that's not right of you."

Li Fulan sat up in bed, his eyes as clear as a newborn baby's. If you ignored the fact that he had stared at someone's butt for a full minute, he would look like a perfect gentleman.

"How can I call this 'looking'? I'm critically examining the perfect combination of ergonomics and martial spirit mechanics with an academic eye."

He was talking nonsense with a straight face, and his tone even carried a hint of heartache.

"You know what? The angle between your lumbar spine and pelvis when you bent over just now was practically a visual demonstration of the golden ratio... I did this purely for learning! Purely for learning!"

Hu Liena burst out laughing.

The laughter was like the tinkling of silver bells, crisp and melodious, yet carrying a hint of languidness that sent shivers down one's spine. She slowly retracted her long, heart-pounding legs and leaped to her feet.

With her movements, the tight black outfit made a slight rustling sound, the fabric sliding against her body, which sounded like a deadly signal to Li Fulan.

She casually grabbed a towel draped beside her and wiped the sweat from her long, slender neck.

The movement seemed casual, yet it possessed an indescribable charm. She tilted her head slightly, revealing her fair and slender neck, the line of her Adam's apple as smooth as if drawn in a meticulous painting. The towel wiped down her collarbone, brushing past the slightly transparent edge of the collar damp with sweat, and then slid down her shoulder to her arm.

The entire set of movements was fluid and graceful. She herself might not have even noticed it, but in Li Fulan's eyes, every frame was like a tempting slow-motion replay.

Then she took a step and walked towards Li Fulan.

Those legs...

Li Fulan let out a silent wail.

Hu Liena's legs are long and straight, with proportions so perfect they seem measured with a ruler. With each step, the muscles in her thighs ripple slightly beneath her tight pants, exuding a healthy yet sexy power. Her ankles are so slender they seem like you could grasp them in one hand, yet they stand firmly on the ground, each step carrying an unconscious allure.

She walked to Li Fulan's bedside, and the closer she got, the stronger the smell became.

The post-workout warmth mingled with the unique scent of a young girl, along with a faint hint of chocolate sweetness—the lingering aroma of her favorite snacks. These three scents intertwined, like an invisible net enveloping Li Fulan completely.

Hu Liena leaned forward slightly, placing her hands on the edge of the bed.

This movement positioned her body at a dangerous angle. The neckline of her black outfit drooped slightly due to gravity, revealing a dazzling sight—fair skin, faint shadows, and the slight undulations of her skin from recent exercise.

Her stunningly beautiful face loomed close to Li Fulan's, so close that she could even count her curled eyelashes.

Those eyes seemed to speak.

Her eyes were slightly upturned at the corners, exuding a natural allure. Her pupils were a deep amber color, like whirlpools that could easily draw one in. A tiny bead of sweat clung to the corner of her eye, glistening in the sunlight, adding to her vibrant and seductive charm.

A playful smile curved her lips, which were full like ripe cherries, slightly red from the earlier movement, making one want to...

cough cough.

Li Fulan mentally slapped herself twice.

Calm down! Calm down! You have a mission to complete!

"An academic perspective?"

Hu Liena's voice came from very close range, her breath tickling his face.

She extended a finger and gently poked Li Fulan's forehead. The fingertip was long and slender, white, with neatly trimmed nails, and carried a slightly damp coolness, yet it instantly made his forehead feel hot.

"Did your 'academic research' tell you that if you keep staring at your older sister like that, your eyeballs might get gouged out and used as bubbles to be stomped on?"

As she spoke, her eyes curved into two crescent moons, her smile radiant, yet it sent chills down one's spine.

Li Fulan swallowed hard, her heart skipping a beat.

Is this the passive charm of the Fox Spirit Martial Soul? Even without activating the Martial Soul, just that smile and frown is enough to give anyone a hard time. Someone with weaker willpower would probably be kneeling on the ground calling her "sister" by now.

"Cough cough."

Li Fulan coughed twice tactically, subtly shrinking back. Mainly, she was afraid her youthful, energetic body might cause some awkward reaction, so she quickly changed the subject.

"Sister Nana, why are you training so hard so early in the morning? When did our Spirit Hall's future Holy Maiden turn into an ascetic?"

Upon hearing this, Hu Liena's smile faded slightly, replaced by a faint chill.

A sharp, murderous glint flashed in her once alluring eyes. In that instant, her languid, seductive charm vanished without a trace, replaced by a chilling aura that made one afraid to look directly at her.

She straightened up, walked to the window, and looked at the majestic outline of the Papal Palace outside. Her voice became somewhat cold.

"You have to train really hard."

She sighed softly, her tone tinged with helplessness and disgust.

"Things have been a bit unsettled on the border lately. The Spirit Hall received information that a group of evil spirit masters are operating there, and they are using extremely cruel methods."

"An evil spirit master?"

Li Fulan narrowed his eyes. These three words were not a good thing in Douluo Continent; they were basically equivalent to "a walking experience pack" plus "an extremely dangerous pervert."

"Um."

Hu Liena turned around, leaning against the windowsill with her arms crossed over her chest. This gesture made her figure even more striking, her full breasts creating a deep cleavage through her arms, but the fierce look in her eyes made it impossible for anyone to have the slightest frivolous thought.

"These beasts are absolutely inhuman."

Her voice was as cold as if it had been pulled out of an ice cellar.

"According to the intelligence obtained by the Spirit Hall, there are about seven or eight evil spirit masters in this group. The leaders are a pair of brothers, nicknamed the 'Blood Bone Duo'. The elder brother is a level 43 Soul Master, and the younger brother is a level 39 Soul Venerable. They both follow the bloodthirsty path."

"The two of them combined are over level 80?" Li Fulan's heart skipped a beat; this was no small fry.

"Not only that." Hu Liena shook her head, her expression becoming even more serious. "The most troublesome thing is the knife they have."

"knife?"

"Yes, it's said to have been unearthed from some ancient ruins, and it's called 'Blood Drinker.'" A hint of apprehension flashed in Hu Liena's eyes. "It can cut through iron like mud, slice through gold and jade, and ordinary soul-guided armor is no different from paper in front of it. Moreover, this knife has a strange characteristic—it gets excited when it comes into contact with blood, and the more blood it drinks, the sharper it becomes."

"These evil spirit masters have been slaughtering villages all the way here, essentially 'feeding' this knife. The blood of those villagers has all been drained by this knife."

Li Fulan frowned as she listened.

A demonic weapon that can "drink blood," plus two demonic soul masters of considerable level—this combination is indeed troublesome.

"And there's something even more disgusting," Hu Liena continued, her voice tinged with suppressed anger. "They not only kill people, but they also specifically kidnap babies. Intelligence says they're making an evil potion called 'Infant Soul Pill,' which requires the souls of newborn infants as a catalyst. Three villages have already been afflicted, with hundreds dead, including more than a dozen infants under one year old."

"You beast," Li Fulan cursed.

He had seen many dark things in his nine reincarnations, but the idea of ​​using infants to make medicine still made his stomach churn.

"So the Spirit Hall sent me to handle it." Hu Liena raised her chin slightly, her eyes burning with the flames of revenge. "This is also a test for me. If I can't even deal with these rats hiding in the gutter, how can I be worthy of being the Holy Maiden of the Spirit Hall? How can I compete with those powerful clans?"

At this point, she glanced at Li Fulan, her gaze softening slightly, carrying a hint of disappointment.

"So, you better do your part."

She walked back and plopped down on the edge of Li Fulan's bed, her thighs bulging alluringly in her tight pants.

"Although you're only level 15 now, your talent... hmph, it's barely passable. Stop wasting your time talking and peeking at your sister. Spend more time practicing that quantum meditation technique. When you reach level 30, I'll take you out to see the world, so you won't stay cooped up here all day and become dull-witted."

Li Fulan nodded obediently on the surface: "Yes, yes, Sister Nana is right to teach me a lesson. I will definitely do my best until my dying breath."

But in his mind, he was making a crazy plan.

A cult master? And a wicked sword that can cut through iron like mud?

Isn't this just a dungeon with equipment delivered right to our doorstep?

If we could get our hands on that "Blood Drinker" and bring it back to Earth for Old Man Yuan and the others to study, who knows what kind of advanced technology they might develop. Besides, evil spirit masters usually carry a lot of good stuff, like plundered soul bones, secret medicines…

However, with his current level 15 physique, a head-on confrontation is definitely out of the question. But if he assists from the sidelines and provides support, perhaps he can pick off an easy target?

"Oh, right."

Hu Liena seemed to remember something, took out a light gold token from the storage soul tool at her waist, and casually tossed it to Li Fulan.

As she reached out to grab it, the hem of her fitted outfit slipped up slightly, revealing a section of her fair and slender waist, with two shallow indentations at her waist flashing in the light and shadow.

Li Fulan pretended not to see it and took the token.

"Although you don't need to go to the border, the Spirit Hall has arranged a good place for you. There's a junior spirit master academy in Notting City, and I heard the theoretical teaching is pretty good. Now that you have level fifteen spirit power, you can't just keep working in isolation. Take this and go there to make your presence known, and while you're at it... keep an eye out for any promising talents. If possible, wow... I mean, invite them to the Spirit Hall."

Looking at the prominent Spirit Hall symbol on the token, Li Fulan couldn't help but smile.

Nottingham?

A primary Soul Master Academy?

Isn't this the starting village?

Tang San, Xiao Wu, Grandmaster... It seems I'll have to meet the main characters of the story!