Douluo Continent: The Purple Dragon's Roar, the End of the Dark Abyss

At that moment, a voice appeared in Ye Linyi's mind.

[Ding, quest triggered]

Join the Holy Spirit Cult and become a Holy Child.

[Rewards: Eternal Night Domain, 200 million System Points]

Ye Linyi's eyes gleamed with unwavering determination, his voice ringing out: "I agree, I must agree! I'll become a Holy Son of the Holy Spirit Church!"

Upon hearing this, Long Xiaoyao nodded slightly, a smile of approval playing on his lips: "Good."

Ye Linyi's heart was surging with emotions, his desire for power and confidence in the future burning like a raging fire.

He thought to himself: "Furthermore, if I don't join the Holy Spirit Cult and become its Holy Son, who will?! Becoming the Holy Son will not only grant me abundant resources for cultivation, but also the personal guidance and protection of a Limit Douluo master. At that time, I, Ye Linyi, will be able to roam freely across the continent, with no one daring to stop me. Who dares to touch me!"

However, he was not completely blinded by this impulse.

He took a deep breath, trying to calm his excitement, his voice carrying a hint of solemnity and concern: "Master, but before that, I need to explain the situation to my parents. After all, they would be extremely worried if I suddenly disappeared. I need to let them know that I am going to pursue greater power, not that I have met with misfortune."

Upon hearing this, Long Xiaoyao's eyes flashed with approval, and he nodded gently, saying, "Alright, since you have this intention, then go and tell them. Your master will accompany you." With that, he flashed away, taking Ye Linyi with him and disappearing from the spot in an instant, leaving behind only a quiet space.

Ye Zihao, who was reading the newspaper in the living room, and Yang Liuqing, who was busy cleaning, suddenly felt a powerful spatial fluctuation and looked up at Ye Linyi and Long Xiaoyao, who appeared out of nowhere.

The four of them stared at each other, wide-eyed, and for a moment, the living room was so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

Finally, Ye Linyi broke the awkward silence. He scratched his head and said with a smile, "Mom and Dad, there's something I want to tell you."

Ye Zihao and Yang Liuqing exchanged a glance, their eyes full of doubt, but they still nodded: "Okay."

Ye Linyi scratched his head again, looking slightly embarrassed, and said, "Let me introduce the person next to me first. Mom and Dad, this is my master, Long Xiaoyao."

Upon hearing this, Ye Zihao's eyes flashed with surprise. He looked up at Long Xiaoyao, his tone tinged with astonishment, "Master?"

Ye Linyi nodded, his voice tinged with pride: "That's right, we just recognized him today."

Upon seeing this, Yang Liuqing quickly put down the rag in her hand, smiled, stepped forward, and said warmly, "Hello, Xiaoyi's master. It's a pleasure to meet you. My name is Yang Liuqing, and I am Xiaoyi's mother. This is Xiaoyi's father, Ye Zihao."

Long Xiaoyao smiled slightly, his voice gentle yet firm: "Hello, Xiaoyi's parents. It's a pleasure to meet you. I am Xiaoyi's master, Long Xiaoyao."

After everyone finished introducing themselves, the living room fell into a brief silence.

At this moment, Ye Linyi took a deep breath and said seriously, "Alright, everyone has introduced themselves. Now I'll get down to business, Mom and Dad."

Ye Zihao and Yang Liuqing exchanged a glance, both seeing curiosity in each other's eyes, and said in unison, "You say, Xiao Yi."

Ye Linyi nodded, his voice slightly solemn: "Mom and Dad, I may be going to train with my master for a while, and I may not see you for some time."

"What?" Ye Zihao and Yang Liuqing exclaimed simultaneously, then fell into deep thought. After a while, Ye Zihao spoke slowly, his tone tinged with reluctance but mostly support: "Okay, but you have to be careful."

Before Ye Linyi could say anything, Long Xiaoyao spoke first, his voice booming with an undeniable air of dominance: "Xiaoyi's parents, don't worry, in this world, no one dares to bully my disciple!"

Ye Zihao and Yang Liuqing were shocked by this domineering statement. Their eyes were filled with shock and emotion, and they also had more trust in their newly recognized master.

"It's not that Long Xiaoyao is exaggerating. Indeed, in Douluo II, Long Xiaoyao is the ceiling of combat power in the Soul Master world. No one dares to provoke him."

Although Ye Zihao was shocked, he still mustered his courage and asked with a hint of awe, "Xiao Yi's master, you just appeared out of thin air with Xiao Yi, are you... a Limit Douluo?"

Before he finished speaking, Ye Zihao felt fine beads of sweat appear on his palms. Yang Liuqing, standing beside him, also gripped the hem of her clothes tightly, almost holding her breath with nervousness. Her eyes were fixed on Long Xiaoyao, as if the mysterious powerhouse in front of her would disappear in the blink of an eye.

Long Xiaoyao nodded slightly, his voice deep and powerful, yet it resounded like thunder in their hearts: "I am indeed a Limit Douluo."

"Xiao Yi's master is the Limit Douluo!" These words struck Ye Zihao and Yang Liuqing like a bolt from the blue, instantly shattering their understanding.

After a brief moment of shock, Yang Liuqing was the first to recover, her eyes sparkling with excitement and relief. She quickly walked to Ye Linyi's side, gently patted his shoulder, and said with a slight sob in her voice, "Xiaoyi, from now on you will be cultivating with Senior Long. This is your blessing, you must cherish it and listen to Senior Long."

Ye Linyi nodded solemnly: "I will."

Yang Liuqing wiped her eyes, then smiled gently and turned to Long Xiaoyao and Ye Linyi, her tone filled with reluctance and concern: "Are you packing your things and leaving now? Or will you wait until after dinner? After all, once you leave, you might not be able to eat your mother's cooking for a long time."

Upon hearing this, Long Xiaoyao's gaze gently fell on Ye Linyi, as if asking for his opinion.

A hint of longing for home flashed in Ye Linyi's eyes, but he said firmly, "Let's eat before we leave, otherwise we won't be able to eat Mom's cooking for a long time."

"Okay." Long Xiaoyao nodded gently, his voice carrying a hint of agreement.

Ye Linyi turned around and went back to his room, where he began to pack his luggage in an orderly manner.

With each item I pick up, warm memories of spending time with my parents come to mind, filling my heart with both anticipation for the future and a deep sense of reluctance to leave home.

Long Xiaoyao sat in the living room and chatted with Ye Zihao. The two talked about strange tales in the world of Soul Masters and their future cultivation plans, and the atmosphere gradually changed from tense to relaxed.

Ye Zihao's eyes gleamed with admiration for Long Xiaoyao, while Long Xiaoyao occasionally flashed an approving smile, as if appreciating the sincerity of an old friend.

A short while later, Ye Linyi finished packing his things and came out of the room.

He stood at the door and immediately saw Long Xiaoyao and his father chatting and laughing as if they were old friends who had known each other for many years.

This was something Ye Linyi never expected. A warm feeling welled up in his heart. It turned out that even strong people could become so naturally familiar with each other.

Just then, Yang Liuqing poked her head out of the kitchen, a warm smile on her face, her voice urging, "Xiao Yi, you've just come out. I was just about to call you for dinner."

"Okay, let's eat!" Ye Linyi strode towards the dining table, his eyes sparkling with anticipation for the upcoming family reunion dinner.

The family sat together, the air filled with the aroma of food, as if time itself had slowed down at that moment.

.........

The warmth at the dinner table gradually dissipated, and a sense of melancholy at parting filled the air.

Yang Liuqing nestled gently in Ye Zihao's arms, tears glistening in her eyes. Her voice was choked with emotion, but she tried her best to remain calm as she looked in Ye Linyi's direction: "Bye-bye, Xiaoyi, remember to listen to your master and cultivate diligently."

Ye Zihao held his wife's hand tightly, his gaze firm yet gentle, his voice low but full of strength: "Xiaoyi, be careful. Wherever you go, always remember that home is your root."

"Yes, yes, yes, I will." Ye Linyi nodded vigorously, his eyes sparkling with anticipation for the future, but also hiding a trace of reluctance to leave home.

He turned to look at Long Xiaoyao, his voice filled with determination: "Master, let's go."

"Go to the Holy Spirit Cult! The Holy Spirit Cult's Son is about to return!"

Long Xiaoyao smiled slightly, a hint of approval flashing in his eyes. With a flash, he took Ye Linyi into the air and disappeared into the clouds.

In mid-air, Ye Linyi couldn't help but look back towards his home, whispering, "Mom and Dad, they should have seen what I left behind..."

Seeing that Ye Linyi and his master had already left some distance away, Yang Liuqing gently wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, turned around and went back home, deciding to clean Ye Linyi's room and tidy up his belongings.

She pushed open the door and her gaze fell on an exquisite box and a note on the desk.

A question lingered in her mind: Had her son forgotten to bring it? She quickly walked to the table, gently picked up the box, unfolded the note, and scanned the handwriting with her eyes.

The note read: "Mom and Dad, there is a 6-year-old Wind Demon Wolf right arm bone in the box."

Last time I gave my mom a gift, this 6-year-old soul bone is a gift for my dad.

"By the way, the soul bone was a gift from my master, so you don't need to worry about how I got it."

A warm feeling welled up in Yang Liuqing's heart, and she quickly called out to the door, "Old Ye, come here for a second, there's something in our son's room!"

Ye Zihao rushed over upon hearing the noise, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes when he saw the note and box in his wife's hand.

He took the note and read it carefully, each word seemingly etched into his heart. After finishing, he gently put the note down, his gaze falling on the runes on the box, his voice trembling slightly: "Xiao Yi, thank you. You actually gave Dad a 6-year-old soul bone as a gift..."

He gently opened the box, and a soft light emanated from it—the unique aura of a soul bone.

Ye Zihao carefully picked up the soul bone, feeling the powerful energy contained within it, and felt both moved and proud.

He turned to look at his wife, his eyes glistening with tears: "Our Xiaoyi has really grown up..."

Yang Liuqing leaned gently on his shoulder, her voice tender yet firm: "Yes, Xiaoyi will definitely become our pride. He was thinking of us before he left; this sentiment is more precious than anything else."

The two smiled at each other, and the warmth dispelled much of their sorrow at parting.

They knew that Ye Linyi's future was destined to be extraordinary, and that his family would always be his strongest support.

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"Xiao Yi, we've arrived at the Demon Forest, we'll be there soon." Long Xiaoyao's voice echoed in the air.

Looking down at the Demon Forest from the air, Ye Linyi saw that within the coniferous forest, dark gray branches and leaves intertwined, as if shrouded in an invisible haze, creating a suffocating and eerie atmosphere.

A light mist rose from the depths of the forest, and from the air, the entire forest looked like a dark, oppressive piece of land, exuding an indescribable eerie atmosphere.

Seeing this, Long Xiaoyao slowly spoke, his voice carrying a hint of solemnity: "The Demon Forest, like the Star Dou Great Forest, has an outer zone, a mixed zone, and a core zone. Our Holy Spirit Cult is located between the outer zone and the mixed zone."

After listening, Ye Linyi nodded slightly, thinking to himself: This Demon Forest is even more terrifying than the Star Dou Great Forest, the Evil Emperor is even more protective of his own than Emperor Tian, ​​and this atmosphere alone is enough to make people feel fear.

Long Xiaoyao turned his gaze to Ye Linyi behind him, a hint of curiosity and inquiry flashing in his eyes: "Little Yi, I forgot to tell you. You possess a powerful dragon's might, even my Dark Sacred Dragon Martial Soul is afraid and wants to submit. If I'm not mistaken, you should have twin martial souls, right?"

Ye Linyi's lips curled up slightly, and he thought to himself: If even Long Xiaoyao can't see this, then that would be truly strange.

He answered frankly, "Teacher, you are right, I do indeed possess twin martial souls. The powerful dragon might you mentioned must originate from my second martial soul."

A flicker of excitement flashed in Long Xiaoyao's eyes, and his voice carried a hint of urgency: "Xiao Yi, can you show me your second martial soul?"

"Roar!" A loud dragon roar suddenly rang out, and behind Ye Linyi, a giant dragon with purple light emanating from its body slowly emerged.

The dragon was surrounded by an aura of savagery and destruction, as if it wanted to devour everything around it.

It opened its blood-red maw and let out a deafening roar, its destructive aura crashing outwards like a storm.

"What?!" A look of shock flashed in Long Xiaoyao's eyes, his voice filled with disbelief. "Ultimate Destruction? This... this is the Purple Emperor Annihilation Dragon?"

He stared intently at the giant dragon behind Ye Linyi, his eyes filled with shock and confusion.

The chaotic and destructive aura emanating from it was completely different from the aura of the Purple Emperor Annihilation Dragon Martial Soul that I had seen before; they weren't even on the same level.

It's like one is in the sky and the other is on the ground. The one in the sky is Ye Linyi's, while what we've seen before is just dust on the ground.

Long Xiaoyao snapped out of his daze, his voice tinged with urgency: "Xiao Yi, what's the name of your martial spirit?"

He thought to himself: What if it's just a resemblance?

Ye Linyi smiled slightly, his voice carrying a hint of confidence: "Teacher, didn't you just say it? It's about the Purple Emperor Annihilating the Heavenly Dragon."

Long Xiaoyao stared intently at Ye Linyi's martial soul, his eyes gleaming with inquiry: "Little Yi, has your martial soul mutated?"

Ye Linyi shrugged, his voice tinged with helplessness: "I don't know, teacher."

Long Xiaoyao took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down, his voice tinged with seriousness: "Xiao Yi, do you know what possessing this martial soul means?"

Ye Linyi feigned innocence, his voice laced with a hint of mockery: "It's just a martial soul, what else can it represent?"

Long Xiaoyao shook his head, his voice carrying a hint of solemnity: "Your martial soul is one of the three great inherited martial souls of the Sun Moon Royal Family. Possessing this powerful martial soul means you are a member of the Sun Moon Royal Family."

A hint of doubt flashed in Ye Linyi's eyes, and his voice carried a touch of confusion: "Is my martial soul related to the Sun Moon Royal Family?"

Long Xiaoyao nodded, his voice carrying a hint of certainty: "Yes. However, what puzzles me is, why would members of the Sun Moon Royal Family come to Douluo Continent?"

Long Xiaoyao nodded slightly, his voice carrying a hint of calm: "I really have taken on a remarkable disciple. He possesses twin martial souls, both of which are of extreme attributes—one of extreme darkness, and the other of extreme destruction. His future is limitless, Xiao Yi."

Long Xiaoyao's eyes gleamed with excitement, and his voice trembled with emotion: "This trip was absolutely worth it!"

Ye Linyi's lips curled up slightly as he thought to himself: In fact, his second martial soul has two extreme attributes, one of destruction and the other of power.

Long Xiaoyao gently patted Ye Linyi's shoulder, his voice filled with anticipation: "Alright, we've arrived at the Holy Spirit Cult."

Ye Linyi looked around, a hint of confusion in his eyes: "Where? Where?"

Long Xiaoyao smiled slightly, pointed downwards, and said with a hint of mystery in his voice, "Below."