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

Just as Ye Xishui was marveling at Ye Linyi's talent for soul tools, Ye Linyi suddenly noticed a subtle fluctuation in the space behind Ye Xishui.

The void twisted, and a tall, aged figure slowly walked out. It was his master, Long Xiaoyao.

Ye Linyi immediately composed himself and respectfully greeted, "Master."

Ye Xishui turned around upon hearing the voice, and upon seeing Long Xiaoyao, a bright smile that hadn't been seen in a long time immediately bloomed on her face. She quickly stepped forward: "Xiaoyao, you've finally arrived! Your disciple is no ordinary person; his talent in soul tools is simply outrageous!"

Long Xiaoyao stared at Ye Xishui, who was smiling brightly, his gaze momentarily faltering, a slight sense of bewilderment creeping into his heart.

He couldn't remember the last time he had seen Ye Xishui so unguarded and genuinely happy.

Ye Xishui excitedly picked up the first-level soul guidance core array she had made herself from the experimental table next to her, and then picked up the one that Ye Linyi had replicated, and handed it to Long Xiaoyao: "Take a close look, what's the difference between these two cores?"

Although Long Xiaoyao was not proficient in soul tools, he could still perceive the patterns and fluctuations within them with his powerful soul force. He focused his gaze and glanced at them, then said calmly, "The soul force fluctuations, pattern engravings, and structural precision are almost identical; there's no difference."

"Right, right! They're exactly the same, not a single difference!" Ye Xishui excitedly pointed to the two cores. "The one on the left is the one I made, and the one on the right was replicated by your apprentice, Ye Linyi, in just one morning!"

Long Xiaoyao raised an eyebrow slightly: "So?"

"So Xiao Yi is a genius that only comes along once in ten thousand years in the world of Soul Masters!" Ye Xishui said with certainty.

Long Xiaoyao nodded slightly, his gaze towards Ye Linyi filled with approval: "In that case, I'll entrust the matter of Xiaoyi learning about soul tools entirely to you from now on."

Just then, Ye Linyi suddenly spoke up, his expression serious: "Master, there's something I've always wanted to ask you."

"You said, Xiao Yi," Long Xiaoyao said calmly.

"During the Holy Son Selection battle, I clearly pierced Ming Ji's heart with my halberd, so why was she able to come back to life? And why did her strength increase so much?" Ye Linyi asked in confusion.

Long Xiaoyao pondered for a moment before slowly explaining, "She was wearing a high-level defensive soul tool, which negated most of your fatal injuries. In addition, when you were chasing Wenjiang, she took the opportunity to swallow a pill, which allowed her to survive and unleash power beyond her own realm in a short period of time."

Ye Linyi suddenly realized and slapped his forehead: "No wonder I felt something was off when the halberd pierced me. It turns out I was wearing a defensive soul tool."

Long Xiaoyao nodded: "There's no need to bring this up again now that it's over. I'll be leaving now so as not to disturb your continued research on soul tools."

"Okay, go on then." Ye Xishui waved her hand with a hint of dissatisfaction.

After Long Xiaoyao's figure completely disappeared into the spatial fluctuations, Ye Linyi suddenly leaned closer to Ye Xishui, a sly glint in his eyes, and asked in a low voice with curiosity, "Sister Xishui, are you and my master... really just ordinary friends?"

Ye Xishui's cheeks flushed slightly, and she gently patted his head away: "Little brat, this is not something you should be asking about."

But Ye Linyi was not about to give up. After a series of sweet words and persistent coaxing, Ye Xishui finally couldn't resist. With a blush, she whispered to him a part of her complicated and abnormal past with Long Xiaoyao, a past that had been entangled for half her life.

After listening, Ye Linyi had a look of sudden realization, his eyes lit up, and he blurted out, "Oh, oh, oh—I understand! Master's wife!"

That one word, "Master's wife," made Ye Xishui's cheeks instantly turn bright red. She glared at him, both shy and flustered, "Xiao Yi! What are you calling me! I...I'm not your master's girlfriend yet!"

She ultimately didn't reveal all her past experiences, only giving a brief account, but unexpectedly, this young man immediately labeled her "Master's Wife."

Ye Linyi pretended not to hear and continued smiling, "Yes, Master's wife!"

"I'm not your teacher's wife!"

Ye Xishui was both embarrassed and annoyed, so she simply pushed Ye Linyi towards the lab door: "Go back and rest! Don't say anything more!"

Ye Linyi was forcefully pushed out the door. Looking at the tightly closed door, he couldn't help but think to himself: "666, his temper changes faster than flipping through a book."

Left with no other choice, he could only turn around and return to his holy son's palace.

Upon returning to his room, Ye Linyi sat cross-legged on the bed and began to quietly plan his future path.

He knew in his heart that there were still two and a half years before the official start of the Douluo Continent storyline.

And that momentous opportunity that runs throughout the entire work—Electra—is something he must firmly grasp.

To subdue Electrolux, you must use the Gold of Life as a medium.

Ye Linyi already knew the whereabouts of the Gold of Life, but the tricky part was that a vicious evil soul master resided inside the Gold of Life, making it extremely difficult to purify and seize it.

"I wonder if the system has a built-in purification function..."

Ye Linyi muttered to himself, his thoughts drifting unconsciously to a more distant place.

The mere mention of Electrolux instantly brought back memories of the day he had just transmigrated.

At that time, he was just a newborn baby when a thunderclap struck and a torrential downpour began.

The first words he heard when he opened his eyes were those that shook his soul and were arrogant to the extreme—

"Holding the sun and moon in my hands, plucking stars from the sky, there is no one like me in this world!"

At the time, he thought it was a hallucination of his near-death experience. It wasn't until he was adopted by Ye Zihao and Yang Liuqing that he gradually accepted the fact that he had traveled through time.

The recollection ended there, and Ye Linyi couldn't help but laugh self-deprecatingly, jokingly saying, "It can't be... that there's an Electrolux inside my head, can it?"

After saying that, he himself laughed at the absurd idea, shook his head, and stopped thinking about it.

……

I slept soundly through the night, and before I knew it, the next day had arrived.

After packing up, Ye Linyi went to Ye Xishui's laboratory again to continue learning about soul tools.

Just like this, day after day, year after year.

Spring came and autumn went, cold came and heat came. Ye Linyi spent a full year and a half learning about soul tools from Ye Xishui within the Holy Spirit Cult.

In just a year and a half, his soul tool level skyrocketed, directly breaking through to the fifth level soul master!

But this was not his limit; it was simply because the time he had given for the soul tool had come to an end.

In contrast, his soul power cultivation stagnated, remaining at the level 33 Soul Venerable. Although he seemed to be just one step away from the level 34 Soul Venerable, it was like an insurmountable chasm between them, and he was unable to break through for a long time.

On this day, Ye Linyi came to Long Xiaoyao and calmly said, "Master, I want to leave the Holy Spirit Sect and go out for a walk."

Long Xiaoyao was slightly taken aback: "You're going out to gain experience?"

"That's right." Ye Linyi nodded. "I've been in the Holy Spirit Cult for almost two years, and I've been in seclusion cultivating and learning about soul tools. I want to go out and see the outside world."

After a moment's thought, Long Xiaoyao nodded in agreement: "Alright, going out to gain experience will benefit your mindset and cultivation."

Ye Linyi's eyes lit up: "Master, could you give me a ride? It's too slow for me to travel by myself."

"No problem." Long Xiaoyao readily agreed, then, as if remembering something, casually asked, "Xiao Yi, you'll be twelve years old soon. Have you thought about going to a proper Soul Master academy?"

Without hesitation, Ye Linyi blurted out, "Yes, Shrek Academy."

Long Xiaoyao nodded slightly, a hint of approval flashing in his eyes.

Even if Ye Linyi hadn't said anything, he was prepared to recommend Shrek Academy—the most prestigious Soul Master institution on the entire continent. Only there, a place where geniuses gather, was worthy of Ye Linyi.

"Go back and pack your things. We're heading to Douluo Continent immediately. I'll also visit an old friend I haven't seen in many years," Long Xiaoyao said slowly.

Ye Linyi nodded emphatically, quickly returned to his palace to pack the necessary items, and returned to Long Xiaoyao's side a moment later: "Master, I'm ready, let's go."

"Alright." Long Xiaoyao turned around. "But before we set off, let's go and say hello to Zhongli Wu first."

"Okay," Ye Linyi nodded and said.

……

A moment later, at the Holy Spirit Church Temple.

Upon hearing Long Xiaoyao's words, Zhongli Wu abruptly stood up from his seat, his face filled with shock and disbelief: "What?! The Holy Son is going to study at Shrek Academy?!"

Long Xiaoyao asked indifferently, "What's the problem?"

Zhongli Wu, sweating profusely, rushed forward, exclaiming, "Grand Elder! You mustn't! Shrek Academy is the leading righteous sect on the continent, dedicated to eliminating evil soul masters and annihilating our Holy Spirit Cult! That's the territory of our mortal enemy!"

"The Holy Son's identity is special. Once he enters Shrek Academy, his identity will be exposed, and he will die. What's the difference between that and actively courting death?!"

Long Xiaoyao's tone turned colder: "The Holy Son's will is firm; this is his own choice, and it is not something I can control."

One sentence struck Zhongli Wu like a thunderbolt, making him feel as if the sky was about to collapse.

The Holy Spirit Cult's son infiltrates Shrek Academy, the academy that hates evil spirit masters the most on the entire continent... This is simply an inconceivable and utterly insane act!

He took a deep breath, still unwilling to give up: "Supreme High Priest, I beg you to let me see the Holy Son. I must personally persuade him!"

"Can."

With a flick of his sleeve, Long Xiaoyao caused space to distort once more.

Ye Linyi, who was still waiting in the same spot, only felt a blur before his eyes, and the next second he appeared in the main hall, facing Zhongli Wu, who looked anxious.

"Master, I am well." Ye Linyi bowed in greeting.

Zhongli Wu suppressed his panic and stepped forward, earnestly asking, "Holy Son, are you really going to Shrek Academy on Douluo Continent?"

Ye Linyi nodded: "That's right, what's wrong?"

"Holy Son!" Zhongli Wu urged urgently, "You may not understand Shrek Academy's stance! It's a place specifically for hunting down evil soul masters like us. It's heavily guarded, teeming with powerful individuals. Once your identity is exposed, you'll have no chance of survival!"

"This is tantamount to throwing lambs to the slaughter!"

Seeing Zhongli Wu pacing anxiously, Ye Linyi waved his hand, his expression calm, but his tone carried an air of domineering arrogance: "Master, I appreciate your kindness. But I'm not going to Shrek Academy to study diligently."

He paused, his gaze sharp as a knife: "I will endure hardship and bide my time, infiltrate the area, and step by step, brand the entire Shrek Academy with my mark, Ye Linyi! Even the mark of the Holy Spirit Cult!"

Long Xiaoyao, who was standing to the side, was stunned for a moment. He looked at his disciple with complicated feelings and wondered to himself: Is this kid's talk just youthful arrogance, or does he really have such a shocking plan?

Upon hearing this, Zhongli Wu's eyes lit up at first, but then quickly dimmed again.

No matter how perfect the plan, it can't withstand risks that are terrifying to the extreme.

"Holy Son, even so, it's far too dangerous! Our Holy Church cannot lose you, we cannot gamble with your life!"

Ye Linyi straightened his expression, adopting an air of resolute determination to die for the Holy Sect, and said in a deep voice, "Sect Leader, there is no need for further words. My mind is made up, and no one can persuade me otherwise."

Zhongli Wu looked at the stubborn Holy Son before him, racking his brains but unable to come up with any way to dissuade him. In the end, he could only sigh and say helplessly, "Fine... Since the Holy Son has made up his mind, then please be careful on your journey and take care of yourself!"

Ye Linyi nodded solemnly, then turned to Long Xiaoyao: "Master, let's set off!"