Douluo Continent: Starting from Killing Arou with a Single Sword.

Chapter 24 Evolution

"Luo Luo, are you all better?"

At a glance, the girl in purple slowly opened her eyes. Her beautiful eyes seemed to be filled with a galaxy, dazzling beyond compare. Ning Luoluo had endured so much for a whole day and night. However, it was all worth it.

"Sister," the girl's voice had changed considerably, becoming melodious and gentle, captivating the listener.

Ning Mumu was stunned. Luo Luo had changed so much! She was completely different from yesterday. Her facial features were much softer, but otherwise, there weren't many changes. She had also grown taller, but her previously overly voluptuous figure had softened, transforming into a captivating beauty.

Nothing seems to have changed, but she's even more captivating now. Ning Mumu took a deep breath. What should she do if her younger sister is even more beautiful? Of course, she'll spoil her.

"How's the evolution going?" Ning Mumu quickly asked, pulling away from the situation.

Ning Luoluo lowered her head and smiled shyly, "Sister, you'll know once you see it."

"Chu mi—"

Ning Mumu, who was initially somewhat puzzled, widened her eyes and stared at Ning Luoluo for a long time before finally asking, "Is this your evolved martial soul?"

"Mm." Ning Luoluo nodded.

9 (6 has been flipped)!

The kitten, originally a purplish-black color, was unrecognizable. It was now pure white, with some fur tinged with gold, shimmering and exuding an air of supreme wealth. Most astonishingly, however, were the kitten's eyes; its black pupils had transformed into gold, even possessing a newfound purity.

"Luo Luo, what's this?"

"Holy Spirit Cat, its name is Holy Spirit Cat." Ning Luoluo smiled happily, "Sister, my soul power has reached the peak of level 29, and it will be level 30 soon."

"Luo Luo is amazing!"

Luo Luo, you are truly a blessed person! If Ning Mumu is not mistaken, the kitten in front of her is one of the unique spirit beasts in the cultivation world: the Holy Spirit Cat.

This cat possesses remarkable human-like qualities, bringing good fortune to those around it. This thousand-year-old Holy Spirit Cat also has healing abilities; the closer it is to its owner, the better the healing effect. In the cultivation world, the Holy Spirit Cat only associates with those of pure and kind hearts. Once it has chosen its master, it will never change its allegiance, sharing life and death with its owner and never abandoning them. Furthermore, there are numerous tales in the cultivation world of Holy Spirit Cats sacrificing themselves to save their masters.

Therefore, the Holy Spirit Cat is one of the top three obedient beasts on the Spirit Beast Ranking and is extremely popular among cultivators.

"Luo Luo, congratulations!" Ning Mumu handed the girl a yellow pill. "Your martial soul has just evolved and needs to be consolidated. Take a Qi Yuan Pill first."

Ning Luoluo obediently went to cultivate, but Ning Mumu was not idle. She looked up at Dugu Bo and said, "Speak, what have you been hesitating to say?"

Dugu Bo coughed, thinking he had seen things very discreetly.

"I shouldn't trouble you, young master, but I have a granddaughter who is just fifteen years old." Dugu Bo left it at that, but Ning Mumu laughed.

"Does she also want to improve her martial soul?"

Dugu Bo nodded. "Yan Yan has always been held back by the Jade Phosphorous Serpent Martial Soul. Even if she is cured of the poison, she will not be able to reach the highest realm."

"Fifteen years old, only three years older than me?" Ning Mumu played with the hawthorn in her hand and said gently, "Don't worry, you've already joined the sect. You can just bring your granddaughter to your second uncle. Your second uncle is no worse than me at improving martial souls, and the sect has all the necessary pills."

After hearing Ning Mumu's words, Dugu Bo was momentarily dazed, seemingly unable to believe that the thing that had troubled him his entire life had been resolved so easily. He stared at Ning Mumu for a long while, and finally knelt down willingly, "This subordinate kowtows to thank Young Master for his life-saving grace!"

"It's nothing. You've joined the sect, so you're a part of it. This is what you deserve." After a pause, Ning Mumu added, "You stay and watch over Luo Luo. I have other things to do."

These past few days have been so busy that Ning Mumu has only managed a rough collection of poisonous herbs. Now, she needs to go and check on the spiritual herbs.

"Blood Basin Grass!" A cluster of small red grass came into view, and Ning Mumu was a little excited. This was a Blood Basin Grass that was tens of thousands of years old!

Generally, the Blood Basin Grass is used to stop bleeding and remove blood stasis. Few people know that a Blood Basin Grass over a thousand years old can absorb human blood, acting as a blood pack. A person bleeding to the point of death can survive by consuming a thousand-year-old Blood Basin Grass. If refined into an elixir, the effects of the Blood Basin Grass become even more pronounced. Moreover, this medicine is incredibly easy to refine. Just a small stalk is enough for a whole batch.

"Very good," Ning Mumu quickly wrote down the alchemy method. "This good stuff should be given to the sect's alchemists to refine!" After recording it, Ning Mumu walked further away. In the originally dark place, there was now a pink halo!

Ning Mumu approached the halo of light, and upon seeing it clearly, she couldn't help but exclaim, "A fragrant and exquisite fairy-grade product!"

A herb worthy of being called a celestial herb naturally possesses extraordinary qualities. The 'Fragrant Silk Immortal Herb' is a nemesis of all poisons, its ability stemming from its ethereal fragrance. Within the area covered by its fragrance, all toxins are neutralized. For example, if a poison connoisseur uses the Fragrant Silk Immortal Herb, the poison he concocts will not affect him.

It can be said that the Fragrant Silk Immortal Herb is the best protection for the Poison Sect; with it, one can easily refine deadly poisons. Of course, the older the Fragrant Silk Immortal Herb, the better its effects.

The fragrant and exquisite immortal herb before her was over ten thousand years old. Ning Mumu continued recording it. It just so happened that Dugu Bo was skilled in poisons; with this immortal herb, he could easily refine poisons. Furthermore, the sect's alchemists would not be affected by the toxins.

After searching for the treasure trove, Ning Mumu had filled several notebooks with her notes, and her spatial storage had also grown considerably with spiritual herbs. The abundant spiritual energy provided by the dual nature of ice and fire nourished countless herbs. Ning Mumu took some that alchemists wouldn't need, keeping only those they could refine.

Sweeping across the swaying spirit herbs scattered on the ground, Ning Mumu couldn't help but smile. She had really gained a lot these past few days! It's just that she had been so busy these past few days and hadn't had a proper rest, so she felt a little dizzy.

Ning Mumu found a flat spot to sit down and began to meditate.

Meditation is her favorite way to relax, allowing her to reflect and gain insights while resting. Sometimes, she might even have an epiphany during meditation.

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In the sky

The beautiful woman held a blood-red sword, pointing it directly at the densely packed crowd on the ground.

A flawless version after careful inspection!

The woman was alone, yet her aura made hundreds of thousands of people on the ground tremble.

At that moment, an old man with white hair, sword in his right hand, charged forward swiftly, while another old man also made his move. They were incredibly fast, leaving only two black and white afterimages. But what good was speed?

The woman showed no fear, her eyes filled with disdain, and with a single sword strike, she sent the two flying.

"Bang—" The old man exploded in mid-air, leaving not even a complete corpse behind.

Several more severed limbs and torsos lay scattered on the already blood-soaked ground. Amidst the endless yellow sand, only a girl in a sky-blue dress broke free from those around her and staggered forward, her eyes filled with helplessness and sorrow. She cried out, but no one answered her.

……

"ah--"

Ning Mumu screamed and woke up from her meditation.

Rongrong, Second Uncle, Grandpa Sword, Grandpa Bone...

Wiping the cold sweat from her forehead, Ning Mumu was still shaken. She had witnessed the entire event from a god-like perspective; Rongrong's pained figure and Grandpa Sword and Grandpa Bone's feeble attacks were etched into her mind, impossible to forget. It seemed as if the explosion was right next to her ears, and she could still smell the blood.

The scene was too real; it couldn't be a dream. Ning Mumu thought decisively, "That means Grandpa Jian and the others are really dead."

Was that their past life? Ning Mumu pondered. In that place, many people appeared: a beautiful woman, Rongrong and the others, some unfamiliar men, and Ning Luoluo.

However, Ning Mumu's eyes were cold. Regardless of whether it was her past life or a dream, now that she had come to Douluo Continent, she would not let this scene happen.

Ning Mumu etched that woman and everyone on the ground into her mind. If things really turned out that way in the future, she would spare no effort to kill all the disgusting people!

In the darkness, Ning Mumu's lips curled into a cold smile, her eyes slightly red, but her gaze was filled with murderous intent.

Whoever kills the one I love, I will kill them in return.

(End of this chapter)