Douluo's Flame Spear: Chongli's Demise and Heart Flame's Overpowered Power

Chapter 2 Big Cat, Zi Huo, please, Chieftain, step down and yield the throne to a more worthy successor.

Yang Wulong turned around and marched straight toward the battle. Before long, his troops pierced the battlefield like a sharp arrow.

When Yang Yun's gaze fell upon the pursuer's explosive physique, slender waist, swaying cat tail, and the martial spirit characteristics of cat ears and sharp claws.

This person must be Zhu Zhuqing from the Netherworld Cat Clan.

His face was full of stubbornness and unwillingness to admit defeat; his tenacious willpower was admirable. It was a pity that his mind was imprisoned, allowing that lecherous tiger to get away with it.

Now that their identities have been confirmed, there's nothing more to say.

"Who are you? We are from the Zhu family of the Star Luo Empire; we advise you not to meddle."

"kill!"

Before the speaker could finish speaking, Ah Li's spear pierced his throat.

The blood was burned away by the flames of the Flame Spear before it could even be sprayed.

Yang Wulong and Yang Wuhu followed closely behind, and in no time at all, they had killed all the Soul Masters except for Zhu Zhuqing.

Looking at the eight spirit rings on Yang Wulong and Yang Wuhu, Zhu Zhuqing felt a wave of despair.

"Thank you all for saving my life. May I ask your names? I, Zhu Zhuqing, will definitely repay your kindness today."

Ali put away the Flame Spear, and Chongli crossed his arms, looking at Zhu Zhuqing with curiosity.

She sensed a very pure will, tenacious and unyielding.

After Yang Wuhu finished looting the corpse, he went to dispose of it, while Yang Wulong stood guard, holding the Dragon Head Soul-Breaking Spear.

Yang Yun slowly walked up to Zhu Zhuqing and dropped a bead in front of her.

He said calmly, "The next patriarch of the Po clan is Yang Yun; I have heard that your Netherworld Cat Martial Soul family, the Zhu family, has had generations of marriage alliances with the Star Luo Empire's royal family."

"If I remember correctly, your betrothed, Zhu Zhuqing, has already run away; what is the purpose of your actions today?"

Zhu Zhuqing didn't pick up the bead, but said with a firm gaze, "Even if I die, I will go and ask him what he really intends to do, and whether he has truly given up completely."

After clicking her tongue a few times, Ah Li looked away, seemingly disdainful.

Yang Yun also chuckled softly.

To Zhu Zhuqing, however, it was extremely grating, as if her actions had been negated.

But she is not someone who is easily swayed, otherwise she wouldn't have escaped and not been caught or killed.

He turned and took a step: "I originally intended to cooperate with the Star Luo Empire, so I investigated that Third Prince Dai Mubai; right now he is partying and lingering in brothels at Shrek Academy every night, looking like a lump of mud with no ambition."

"But I admire your resilience, Zhu Zhuqing; don't let the ideas of the times confine your life. If you don't have the courage to defy fate, you can swallow that bead."

"It can help you gain the power to defy fate more quickly, but if you still harbor expectations for that ridiculous marriage, I hope you will return the bead to me in the future, instead of wasting this precious opportunity!"

Zhu Zhuqing remained unmoved, her gaze fixed on Yang Yun as she asked, "Why did you help me?"

Upon hearing this, Yang Yun paused, turning his head slightly to look at the eight spirit rings rising beneath Zhu Zhuqing's feet; the last red spirit ring was dazzlingly bright.

"I, Yang Yun, was born with extraordinary talent and cultivated to the level of Soul Douluo at the age of eighteen. With this spear, I can fight against titled warriors; but that does not mean I will despise hard work. I see the character and qualities I admire in your eyes, nothing more."

"By the way, when you get to Shrek Academy, could you please pass on a message to the students of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School?"

Zhu Zhuqing was taken aback, but did not ask why Yang Yun knew that she would have a classmate from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.

Instead, he asked directly, "What message? I will definitely convey it."

"From seven treasures to nine treasures, seek Yang Yun amidst the stars." After saying this, Yang Yun gave the three Yang brothers a look.

The spirit Ali and Yang Yun were of one mind, needing no further words.

In an instant.

Zhu Zhuqing, who was being chased, fell silent as she looked at the devastated open space.

He grabbed the bead Yang Yun had dropped and fled in one direction at lightning speed.

On the road.

Ali rolled her eyes at Yang Yun before transforming into flames and merging into his body.

Since they were of one mind, Ah Li knew that Ah Li couldn't possibly hide the fact that he liked big things; hence the situation.

Although Ali's is not small either.

"Young Master, Yang Wulong has a question; if I may be so bold as to ask, why did you help Zhu Zhuqing?"

He's just a level 20+ Soul Master, what's there to help him about?

As soon as Yang Wulong finished speaking, Yang Wuhu and Yang Wusha turned their gazes over as well; they must have been curious as well.

Yang Yun smiled slightly and asked in return, "Do you know who I asked her to deliver a message to?"

"I don't know!"

"Ning Rongrong, daughter of Ning Fengzhi, the sect master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, possesses innate soul power at level nine; she is the future sect master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School."

Yang Yun stared straight ahead with a piercing gaze: "Regardless of whether Zhu Zhuqing swallows the sub-fire or not, Ning Rongrong and she will become acquainted at Shrek Academy; that connection is enough."

"After replacing Yang Wudi as the clan leader, Ning Fengzhi will naturally come to visit Ning Rongrong after receiving her message; it will be very effective for both cooperation and establishing authority."

"Of course, the rank of the three uncles is also crucial; strength is always the sole measure of authority!"

"Yes, young master!" ×3!

Within the Star Luo Empire, the territory of the Destroyer Clan has been destroyed!

The three returned to the Po clan and saw five burly men swaggering away from the clan's territory from the gate.

Behind him were his clansmen, their faces filled with anger.

Yang Wulong strode forward and asked in a deep voice, "Tell me, were the people from the Elephant Armor Sect causing trouble again just now?"

The person who was arrested nodded rapidly, his face filled with terror.

"Useless trash! How could my Broken Clan have such a cowardly member like you? You're actually frightened to this extent by these ants from the Elephant Armor Sect?"

Yang Wulong said angrily.

Yang Yun stepped forward, grabbed Yang Wulong's wrist, and shook his head.

"Uncle Long, those three are already above the Soul King level; the clansmen guarding the gate are just Soul Masters, so it's normal that they would be intimidated."

Yang Wulong clenched his fist, then finally relaxed it, patted the man's collar, and said in a deep voice, "I'm sorry, I was just too angry!"

The gatekeeper, Yang Wuli, plopped down on the ground, waved his hand, and said with a face full of shame, "There's no need for that, Lord Yang Wulong; it's just that Wuli's rank is too low, and he has brought shame to the family."

"Thank you, Lord Yang Yun, for speaking up for me when I was powerless to do so. Thank you!"

Yang Yun shook his head without saying anything more, glancing at Yang Wulong and the others with a knowing look; Yang Wuhu and Yang Wusha left quickly.

Yang Wulong followed Yang Yun into the main hall.

At this moment, Yang Wudi was looking towards the door with a face full of anger, but his expression softened slightly after seeing that it was Yang Yun.

"Yang Yun, where have you been all this time? Why didn't you report to the family? This is outrageous."

Yang Wudi's expression softened, but Yang Wufa beside him frowned and questioned Yang Yun.

Yang Wulong, standing behind Yang Yun, glanced at him and, seeing him nod, stepped forward, pointing at Yang Wufa and shouting, "Shut up! How dare you, a mere Yang Wufa, question the young master?"

Upon hearing this, Yang Wufa was about to slam his fist on the table and stand up, but Yang Wudi raised his hand to stop him with a gloomy expression.

"Yang Yun, Yang Wulong; what do you two mean?" Yang Wudi asked in a deep voice.

Yang Yun stood with his hands behind his back, and Ali appeared beside him, saying solemnly, "Clan leader, you are getting old; the Po clan needs a new, charismatic clan leader to lead the clan to prosperity and flourishing."

(End of this chapter)