Douluo Continent: The Butterfly, Starting from the Authority of Death

Xia Die stood quietly, her gaze fixed on the depths of the forest, her tone serene and calm.

"Crunch, crunch."

The sound of treading on fallen leaves originates in the direction the butterfly is watching.

A man with gray-black, tousled hair and black-rimmed glasses perched on his nose, exuding a scholarly air, walked towards them.

However, his refined, scholarly air clashed with the baseball bat-like martial spirit in his hand.

Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black.

The pressure from the five spirit rings spread through the air, slowly pressing down on Xia Die.

Xia Die remained expressionless, showing no signs of pressure whatsoever.

"what?"

A surprised voice rang out, "You can withstand my pressure, little girl. You are stronger than I expected, but evil spirit masters are people that everyone should kill."

Xia Die frowned and said coldly, "Are you Shrek Academy students so indiscriminate in your judgments?"

"Insulting Shrek Academy students and speaking ill of the Sea God, not to mention that you are an evil soul master, little girl."

With that, the man snorted coldly, "My name is Wang Yan, and I am a teacher at Shrek Academy."

"My martial spirit, the Panlong Staff, contains the righteous energy of heaven and earth and also has the ability to identify evil spirit masters."

"The aura of death emanating from you may fool others, but it can't fool me. Come with me to the academy to face judgment, or else..."

"I refuse." Xia Die said decisively, interrupting the other party before they could finish speaking.

Are you kidding me? Do you really think she's stupid?

If she and Electrolux were to be thoroughly searched inside and out at Shrek Academy, would they even have a chance of survival?

"Sir, there are many paths to take, and it's better for you and for me."

Wang Yan didn't speak, but leaned forward and assumed a fighting stance.

"call out"

The spot where he stepped dented slightly, and Wang Yan disappeared from the spot.

"First Soul Skill - Coiling Dragon Sweep"

The Panlong Staff swung with tremendous force, covering a fan-shaped area in front of him. Wang Yan controlled the Panlong Staff and suddenly swung it towards Xia Die's shoulder.

The butterfly took a step back.

Using his heels as a fulcrum, he lightly leaped up, barely dodging Wang Yan's attack area.

With her feet firmly on the ground, Xia Die's purple eyes turned slightly cold: "He who kills will be killed by others."

"Since this is your wish, I may accompany you on your way."

Xia Die retreated again, drawing away Wang Yan's attack that had reached her.

"Boom!"

A cloud of dust rose up.

The dragon-shaped staff slammed heavily onto the ground, creating a crater half a meter in diameter.

Pebbles flew everywhere, stirring up clouds of dust.

Wang Yan was somewhat surprised that Xia Die dodged his attacks twice in a row.

Even if he's not good at fighting, he's still a five-ring Soul King.

We can roughly assess the opponent's strength.

"Around level 20?"

Can someone at level 20 really have such a fast reaction speed?

The energy fluctuations emitted when the opponent dodges the attack are the power felt through the Panlong Staff.

That faintly surging aura was undoubtedly the evil martial soul.

Wang Yan stopped thinking and gripped the Panlong Staff so tightly that the veins on his hand bulged.

Second Soul Skill - Dragon Pattern Heavy Strike

Wang Yan started running, and one end of the dragon-patterned staff in his hand turned red.

Like a sharp blade, it suddenly stabbed towards Xiaodie's chest.

This time, the goal isn't to arrest, but to severely injure, or even assassinate.

"Very strong, but lacking in combat experience."

This time, Xia Die didn't dodge, but went straight to meet her.

She turned slightly to the side, tilting her body at an angle like a contortionist, brushing past the gust of wind from the area affected by the Panlong Staff.

The moment the dragon-patterned staff finished thrusting out, Xia Die took another step forward.

Clench your right fist and swing it out forcefully.

"Bang"

A sharp, piercing pain shot through Wang Yan's wrist, and the Panlong Staff, due to the numbness and pain, became unsteady and was flung away.

The dragon-shaped staff spun a few times in the air before landing on the ground seven or eight meters away with a clanging sound.

Xia Die glanced at her left arm, where she had been struck by the soul power of the Panlong Staff while dodging an attack, leaving a shallow wound.

"You're injured..."

Is the body unable to keep up with the mind's reaction?

Xia Die's thoughts raced, and she reached out with her left hand to grab Wang Yan's arm, which was slow to respond to the acupoint numbness.

A purple, deathly energy condensed.

"Oh no!" Wang Yan exclaimed in shock. "How is this possible? Extreme death attribute!"

Wang Yan summoned back the flying dragon staff, and all the soul power in his body erupted.

With a light tap of her toes, Xia Die narrowly avoided the sweeping attack of the Panlong Staff.

As the dragon-shaped staff swept across, a gust of wind swept past Xia Die's nose, causing her silver-purple hair to dance wildly.

The butterfly continued to retreat until it was more than ten meters away before stopping.

Wang Yan grasped the Panlong Staff and felt the righteous energy of heaven and earth emanating from it, which barely suppressed the unease in his heart.

Fifth Soul Skill - Coiling Dragon Roars to the Sky Smash

Wang Yan launched an attack, his slender body becoming powerful and strong under the enhancement of his fifth soul skill.

He was faster than ever before, leaping high into the air when he was still five meters away from Xia Die.

The dragon-shaped staff, its phantom form created by soul power, slashed down from above, poised to take down the enemy in one fell swoop.

"Your time is up."

As if to confirm Xia Die's words, the dragon's might on Wang Yan disappeared, and the soul power gathered on the Panlong Staff suddenly dissipated.

"puff!"

Wang Yan spat out scarlet blood.

He crashed heavily to the ground, and his martial spirit slowly faded away after he fell.

"What...what did you do to me?" Wang Yan struggled to raise his head.

His forehead was still stained with the red mud from the heavy fall to the ground. He lay on the ground, his body trembling, struggling to get up.

"A powder that can affect the circulation of soul power."

Xia Die calmly said, "When you were secretly protecting those two Shrek Academy students as they hunted for spirit rings, you should have heard what I was saying."

"I'm a doctor, and I don't have your fighting skills, but when you're out and about, you have to think about your safety, right?"

"You, you're despicable!" Wang Yan gritted his teeth.

"Despicable?" Xia Die shook her head slightly. "If you want to kill, you must be prepared to be killed."

Xia Die stretched out her palm and placed it on Wang Yan's head.

"Touch of Death"

Wang Yan's life force quickly dissipated.

After a while, Xia Die slowly opened her eyes.

"They were too confident in their assumption that I was an evil spirit master who came to follow them, and didn't tell anyone."

"A Soul Saint named Han Ruoruo has taken on the task of protecting Bei Bei..."

Xia Die shook her head: "The martial souls in Douluo Continent are truly peculiar. Even Tang San couldn't detect the abnormality on me, yet a Soul King did."

Although it's just speculation and not yet confirmed, it's still outrageous.

The opponent was a theoretical Soul Master who wasn't good at combat; otherwise, she probably would have died here.

Fortunately, during her time in Onphalos, she learned pharmacology from Assistant Feng Jin for dozens of cycles.

Otherwise, in this unfamiliar world, it would be quite difficult to concoct a colorless and odorless powder that could bring down a Soul King using unfamiliar herbs.

His powers have been suppressed, and his body has shrunk, but his mind remains just as sharp.

Through more than 30 million reincarnations, she did more than just write novels; through Pollux's resonance, she transmitted the novels to the underworld to entertain her sister Polycia.

Alchemy, medicine, and so on.

She had to improve herself, otherwise how could she justify the pain Bai E endured every time she took the fire and stabbed her in the chest?

If you don't learn anything, you'll go crazy sooner or later.

See, it's coming in handy now, isn't it?

Even if you don't know what the herbs in the Star Dou Great Forest are, or what the potions and powders are, knowing that they can hinder the flow of a Soul Master's Soul Power is enough.

We'll talk about the rest later. If I lose my life, then it's really over.

Xia Die shook her head, clearing her mind of her jumbled thoughts.

She skillfully cleaned up the scene.

From Wang Yan's memories, Xia Die gained a lot of information and common knowledge about this world.

She was no longer completely in the dark.

Looking at Wang Yan's uninjured body, Xia Die sighed softly:

"For my personal safety, I have no choice but to erase your soul. Rest in peace!"

After taking the soul tool from Wang Yan's wrist, Xia Die turned and left.

Not long after Xia Die left, a graceful figure arrived at the place; it was Han Ruoruo.

She stared at Wang Yan's corpse, speechless for a long time.

"Hmm? That's..." Han Ruoruo noticed something unusual.

She took out a container and moved it closer to the low-lying plant a few meters away from Wang Yan's body.

She carefully placed the remaining golden liquid, which had not yet dripped, on the back of the plant leaves into a container and sealed it.

Han Ruoruo clenched her fists: "Teacher Wang Yan, I will definitely find the murderer who killed you and bring him to justice."