Douluo Continent: Starting with the Tiger Emperor Template

Chapter 97 Zhang Peng was drenched in sweat.

Ye Guyi's pretty face was as black as the bottom of a pot.

She used her soul power to transmit her voice, her silver teeth grinding together: "What do you mean by 'raising me for so long'? When did I become someone you raised?!"

Lu Ren turned his head and glanced at her.

"You eat my food, use my things, live on my territory, and purify the evil spirit masters I gave you, your cultivation level skyrocketed from level 46 to level 50—who helped you?"

"Don't forget, those two are Soul Saint-level evil Soul Masters. They're a great tonic for you, even better than immortal herbs. So, am I not supporting you, or am I supposed to become your sworn brother?"

Ye Guyi's cheeks flushed red, her golden hair trembled slightly, her thick eyelashes fluttered like butterfly wings several times, and her lips opened and closed, but she couldn't utter a single word.

She wanted to refute it, but after thinking about it carefully, it seemed to be true.

From the moment he met Lu Ren, Lu Ren provided him with food and lodging. His cultivation level was improved by the evil soul master's soul purification that Lu Ren gave him. Even the camp he was standing on was within Lu Ren's sphere of influence.

Although the word "raise" sounds awkward, upon closer reflection, it seems there really isn't a more accurate word to describe her current situation.

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Oh no, I can't even refute it.

This realization made her expression even more interesting.

So much so that Ye Guyi was both angry and ashamed, yet she couldn't find any flaws in her defense, and could only glare fiercely at Lu Ren.

Lu Ren stopped teasing her. He turned around and walked into the depths of the dense forest. His voice drifted over, but his tone was several shades colder than before: "If you don't want to be treated like a pet, then show some of your usefulness as a partner. Come with me, I can smell the scent of an evil spirit master."

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The blush on Ye Guyi's face vanished instantly.

Evil Soul Master?

The moment those three words were mentioned, her expression instantly switched to a fighting face.

The blonde girl, who had been sulking just moments before, now had eyes as sharp as knives. Her right hand was already on the hilt of the sword at her waist, and her soul power was instantly gathered to its limit. She transformed from a ruffled kitten into a sharp sword about to be drawn.

All emotions were suppressed to the deepest part of his heart, replaced by a cold killing intent that only someone with a blood feud with evil spirit masters would possess.

She quickly caught up with Lu Ren, and the two figures soon disappeared into the night, swallowed up by the thick shadows of the dense forest.

By the campfire, Keke watched Lu Ren and Ye Guyi disappear into the night one after the other, and her gossip-loving spirit was instantly ignited.

"What do you think their relationship is?" Keke whispered in Ju Zi's ear, winking and making faces.

Ju Zi looked up at the sky. The night sky was filled with stars, and the starry sky over the Jingyang Mountains was many times clearer than that of Mingdu. But at that moment, she felt her temples throbbing.

"————You're asking me? Who am I supposed to ask?" Her tone was full of helplessness.

"Okay." Coco's enthusiasm was not dampened at all. Instead, she smiled even more mischievously. "I think the relationship between the two of them is not simple. Did you see that? The way Gu Yi looked at Lu Ren, hehe, there's definitely something going on."

"Alright, let's prepare for testing the data of the soul tools tomorrow, stop talking." Ju Zi quickly interrupted her, then glanced at Meng Hongchen without making a sound.

The silver-haired girl sat cross-legged opposite the campfire, holding a cup of hot tea in her hands, her posture dignified and her expression calm.

There was no sign of anything amiss on her delicate face, as if Lu Ren and Ye Guyi's departure was nothing more than two ordinary teammates going to the restroom, without even a ripple on the surface of the teacup.

Orange breathed a quiet sigh of relief.

Meng Hongchen remained seated quietly, picked up her teacup, and took a small sip. The rim of the cup concealed the corner of her mouth, as well as the hint of disappointment that only she knew.

In the shadows, on the branches of an ancient tree that is thousands of years old.

Zhang Peng sat cross-legged on the tree trunk, leaning against the rough bark, preparing to close his eyes and rest.

He saw Lu Ren leading a little girl away from the group, and they were walking towards him, getting closer and closer.

This made his brows furrow involuntarily.

"Couldn't you two go somewhere else to be lovey-dovey? Why did you just happen to walk in the direction I'm looking?"

Zhang Peng felt an indescribable sense of frustration.

He has been alone for over a hundred years. From the moment he embarked on the path of a Soul Master until now, he has always been a loner. In his youth, he was wanted as an evil Soul Master, and no one wanted to get close to him.

Later, I joined the Holy Spirit Cult. Although I had colleagues, there was no real affection in that environment; it was all about interests and mutual exploitation.

He had long been used to being single for over a hundred years, but being used to it was one thing, and being forced to show off their affection in front of others was quite another.

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The young couple in front of us—the man with extraordinary talent and exceptional strength, and the woman with stunning beauty and ethereal grace—left the group in the middle of the night and headed into the woods. What were they up to? Did we even need to guess?

The sight of the two of them standing together was particularly jarring to him, the old man watching from the sidelines.

"Hmph." Zhang Peng snorted. "Looks like they'll be all lovey-dovey until dawn. Fine, I'm going to rest too. Better to keep my eyes off them."

He flicked his sleeve, turned his back, shifted his gaze away from Lu Ren and Ye Guyi, closed his eyes, and began to circulate his soul power, preparing to enter a meditative state.

In the dense forest, moonlight filtered through the leaves, cutting the ground into countless pieces of silver.

The two walked side by side, their steps so light they seemed to be treading on cotton, without making a sound.

Lu Ren's mental energy had already spread out, locking onto the location of that cold, sinister aura.

"What do you mean?" Ye Guyi asked telepathically, her voice so low that only the two of them could hear her.

"The target is most likely an evil soul master, whose cultivation level should be at least Title Douluo."

Lu Ren spoke in a flat tone.

These words caused Ye Guyi's pupils to contract sharply.

She stopped and paused for a moment.

Title Douluo?

We're going to fight a Title Douluo? Really?

She looked at Lu Ren with the eyes of someone looking at a madman, then cautiously asked, "Are you sure?"

"I'm sure." Lu Ren didn't look at her; his gaze remained fixed on the darkness ahead. "If he weren't a Title Douluo, my spiritual power wouldn't have failed to sense his presence."

"To completely deceive my senses, the opponent must be at least at the ninth level, so we need to prepare for the worst. The opponent is a Title Douluo, or even a Super Douluo."

Ye Guyi felt her pressure was increasing exponentially.

A Super Douluo is someone who stands at the very top of the continent's pyramid. Asking a quasi-Soul King who hasn't even obtained his fifth Soul Ring to fight a Super Douluo is no different from asking him to jump off a cliff.

"Don't be afraid. If we cooperate fully, we still have a chance to kill them."

Lu Ren's tone remained calm, and he seemed very confident.

"Me too, do I want one too?"

Ye Guyi's voice changed tone. She pointed to the tip of her nose with her index finger, her eyes wide open.

"I'm just a Soul King without a fifth spirit ring—you want me to fight a Title Douluo? Are you serious?"

"Have some confidence in yourself." Lu Ren glanced at her.

He wasn't just saying that to comfort me; he was serious.

Ye Guyi is indeed only a Soul King now, and her cultivation level is far from sufficient, but her Holy Angel Martial Soul is naturally able to restrain all evil soul masters.

The evil spirit master's power was like a mouse encountering a cat, or a vampire exposed to the midday sun, compared to her.

This kind of restraint is an ironclad rule written into the martial spirit's rules, and it has nothing to do with the level of cultivation.

Even if the opponent is a Title Douluo-level evil soul master, they must still divert their soul power to resist this natural suppression in the face of the Holy Angel's light.

As long as the opponent is restrained by Ye Guyi's divine attribute even for a moment, he will have the opportunity to use the reversal technique to release it into the opponent's body.

His reversal technique, when released externally, is a healing light for ordinary people, but the most terrifying poison in the world for evil soul masters. When positive energy is poured into an evil soul master's body, the opponent's martial soul will collapse, the soul power will evaporate, and even if the cultivation level is high, it will be mostly destroyed.

Moreover, Lu Ren now has the Soul Core, which doubles the efficiency of his Reversal Technique, giving him a chance against a Title Douluo.

Think about it, his martial soul is not of the divine attribute on the surface. When the other party sees his spell abilities, they will only think that he is an ordinary owner of an evil martial soul and will not regard him as the primary threat.

Once Ye Guyi reveals her Holy Angel Martial Soul, her opponent will definitely prioritize killing her. In the eyes of evil soul masters, soul masters with holy attributes are mortal enemies who must be eliminated at all costs.

Therefore, the greatest function of the Leaf Bone Robe is to attract the other party's attention.

She uses her Holy Angel Martial Soul to hold the opponent back from the front, and the opponent will definitely use all their killing moves on her. At this time, Lu Ren can rush in from the side or behind to get close to the opponent and use the Reversal Technique to kill the enemy in one blow.

Simply put, Ye Guyi is the bait, and Lu Ren is the hook hidden under the bait.

Whether the bait will be chewed up by the fish is not within his consideration.

Are you kidding? With the Reversal Technique at his disposal, even if Ye Guyi were beaten to death a thousand times, he could still bring her back to life.

Therefore, Lu Ren used Ye Guyi as a pawn to draw fire without any psychological pressure.

She will feel pain, bleed, and experience the terror of near death, but she will not die.

"I've already figured out the tactics, you just need to execute them." Lu Ren briefly explained his plan via telepathy.

Lu Ren instructed Ye Guyi to circle around to the rear of the target and wait for his signal.

Once Lu Ren gave the signal, Ye Guyi immediately released her martial soul, using the light of the Holy Angel to attack the target from behind and restrain his movements.

"This sounds a bit far-fetched —"

Ye Guyi remained silent for a moment, then sighed softly.

She wasn't stupid; she had already thought about her fate after tonight.

If the other party is truly a Title Douluo-level evil soul master, their mental strength must far surpass hers. How could they not know that she was hiding behind them?

How could such crude tactics possibly fool a powerhouse of that level?

But she did not refuse.

"Forget it, if I'm about to die, I'll just self-destruct and explode with him."

Ye Guyi's expression suddenly turned somewhat sad, and a hint of madness flashed in her beautiful eyes.

She looked up at Lu Ren, her golden hair reflecting a soft halo in the moonlight. She whispered, "Because of my martial soul, my self-destruction can at least hurt him and buy you time to escape. Just remember to run as fast as you can and don't look back, or I'll have sacrificed myself for nothing."

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Lu Ren:

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Looking at Ye Guyi's resolute expression and slightly reddened eyes, he was momentarily speechless.

The girl was serious; she was truly prepared to risk her life to give him a chance to escape.

She had only known him for a few days, and just moments ago she was using her soul power to verbally curse him as a bastard, but now she was willing to self-destruct for his sake.

This caused his conscience to be unusually troubled.

This girl is so genuine; she's completely sincere.

He had just been coldly scheming to use her as a pawn, but now she was already thinking about how to cover his retreat.

This contrast left him feeling somewhat uneasy.

So, unusually, Lu Ren didn't use his sharp tongue or continue teasing her.

He simply turned his head to look at the deathly darkness deep within the dense forest.

A night breeze blew, ruffling the wisps of hair on his forehead. Moonlight filtered through the leaves, falling on the boy's profile. It was still that carefree and slightly irritating face, but now, deep within his clear eyes, there was no trace of mockery or perfunctoriness, only an unfathomable calm.

"You won't die."

His voice was very soft, as soft as the wind blowing through the grass.

"With me here, you won't die, so don't worry."

Ye Guyi was startled. She raised her head and stared straight at Lu Ren's profile. He didn't even look at her when he said this, and his tone was indifferent.

But it was precisely this sense of security that she had never felt before.

The feeling was strange. Even though the other party was just a boy of the same age as her, and his cultivation level was the same as hers, she felt that even a titled Douluo was not so scary.

Her heart skipped a beat for no apparent reason.

The despair and tragic feeling that had just been pressing on my chest were abruptly suppressed by these two light and casual words.

Ye Guyi opened her mouth, as if she wanted to say something.

Lu Ren no longer looked at her. He took a step forward, his figure flashing slightly in the moonlight, and his voice returned to its unquestionable coldness: "Do as I say."

"Unless I give the signal, you must not show your face, make a move, or do anything."

"I told you to move, then move."

"If I don't let you die, you can't die."

He paused, then turned his head away.

"Did you understand?"

Ye Guyi looked at his profile, her lips moved, but in the end she swallowed back all the words she wanted to say.

She nodded obediently like a dutiful daughter-in-law, then turned and ran towards the other side of the dense forest.

The blond hair flashed a faint streak of light in the night before being swallowed by darkness.

She didn't look back, because she knew she didn't need to. That person had said he wouldn't let her die, so she really wouldn't die.

She didn't know why she was so certain, but she just believed it.

Seeing that Ye Guyi had already run away, Lu Ren withdrew his gaze.

His mental power had already pinpointed the location of that chilling aura.

Right in front of them, on the branch of an ancient tree that had stood for a thousand years, the other person seemed to be in a state of relaxation.

Whether he was resting or meditating, his breathing was more stable than before.

This was a good opportunity. He took a deep breath, and his soul power quietly spread out beneath his feet. The Crimson Blood Manipulation Technique was ready to be unleashed, and it could turn the entire ground into a sea of ​​blood at any moment.

Then he looked up, and the light pierced through the thick foliage and the night, landing precisely on the dense shadow on the ancient tree trunk.

"Come out, I've found you."

On the branches of an ancient tree, Zhang Peng was preparing to enter meditation.

When Lu Ren's voice came from below, he froze.

Leaning against the rough bark of the tree, his cloudy old eyes suddenly opened, his pupils contracting to their limit.

That's impossible!!!

Zhang Peng was practically screaming internally.

Both eyebrows twitched upwards at the same time.

Zhang Peng's first reaction to Lu Ren's actions was not anger, but disbelief.

He's a level 95 Super Douluo!

In terms of concealing his aura, although he is not as elusive as those Shadow-type Soul Masters who specialize in assassination, he still has the basic ability of a Super Douluo, right?

Below the title Douluo level, it's impossible for anyone to detect his existence. Even a ninth-level Soul Master like Jing Hongchen could only sense that someone was watching him, but couldn't pinpoint his exact location.

And now, his hiding place has been precisely located by a Soul King kid who is only level 50, from a distance of dozens of feet.

"Aren't you coming out yet? Senior, please don't think I'm trying to trick you."

Lu Ren narrowed his eyes, and a large amount of soul power and spell power began to surge from his body.

Two distinct energies surged and merged around him, forming a visible, distorted light membrane.

His hands were slowly raised, his fingers slightly spread, ready to form a hand seal in front of him at any moment.

This is a sign that the field is about to expand.

Seeing this scene on the ancient tree branch, Zhang Peng felt the hairs on the back of his head stand on end.

Absurd! Outrageous!

That's absolutely unbelievable!

He stared intently at the slender figure beneath the tree, his pupils contracting sharply.

What kind of monster is this kid?

Has their mental strength reached this level?

Even from a distance of several dozen feet, with his aura fully concealed, he was still able to pinpoint his hiding place with remarkable accuracy. This was completely beyond his understanding of the Soul King level.

How did you find me?

Zhang Peng's voice came from the tree, hoarse and still carrying the shock of the past.

He no longer concealed himself; his black robes fluttered in the night wind, and his hunched figure straightened up from the shadow of the tree trunk, standing high on the branch, looking down at Lu Ren below.

Moonlight filtered through the leaves, illuminating that aged face.

The pressure from the Super Douluo was no longer deliberately restrained, and it crushed towards Lu Ren like a mountain collapsing and a tsunami crashing down.

The ancient trees around trembled under the oppressive force, countless leaves fell, and pebbles on the ground were swept up and smashed down by the air currents, making a series of crackling sounds.

The soul beasts within a radius of several hundred feet simultaneously let out terrified howls and fled to more distant places.

Lu Ren stood motionless in the center of that oppressive aura that was enough to make even a Soul Saint kneel down on the spot.

His clothes fluttered in the gust of wind, and the wisps of hair on his forehead were lifted by the night breeze, but his knees did not bend in the slightest, his breathing rhythm did not change, and even his expression did not fluctuate in the slightest.

But he was deeply shaken.

Scorpion Tiger Douluo Zhang Peng!

I never expected it to be him!

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