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

Chapter 31 Xier, Die Lifeng Ewu Soul

Three big question marks immediately appeared on Zhu Zhuqing's head.

Ning Rongrong looked at Zhu Zhuqing with amusement and asked, "Don't you know what level Sect Master Yang's cultivation is now?"

Zhu Zhuqing also recalled the scene from that day when Yang Yun led his men to forcefully suppress the assassins who were chasing her; she felt her ears getting hot.

The two had already returned to their room and closed the door.

Zhu Zhuqing said softly, "That day, the sect leader only told me that if I cultivated to the level of Soul Douluo at the age of eighteen, my combat strength would be comparable to that of a titled warrior; he didn't say exactly what level I would reach."

Upon hearing this, Ning Rongrong quickly realized the problem.

"Zhu Qing, when did you meet Sect Leader Yang?"

"About two weeks before you arrive at the academy, what's wrong?" Zhu Zhuqing was a little confused as to why Ning Rongrong had suddenly become agitated.

Ning Rongrong raised her palm and calculated carefully, based on the information gathered by the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.

Yang Yun's combat strength and talent are still rising.

It's astonishing that he was able to advance from Soul Douluo to Title Douluo in such a short time, and this is reminiscent of the news about the location of the Qiluo Tulip Immortal Herb.

The value of the Potian Sect has, to some extent, far surpassed the hidden weapons in Tang San's hands.

This is a continent with Soul Masters, and the level of a Soul Master is the most important thing in this world; hidden weapons have some use in the early stages.

But what if I could quickly get through the early stages and go straight to the late stages?

Thinking of this, Ning Rongrong's eyes darted around, and then she pulled Zhu Zhuqing to change the subject and talk about the two Soul Saints from the Power Clan who had arrived today.

And behind him, Tang Hao and the Haotian Sect.

Since Zhu Zhuqing didn't know about these things, Ning Rongrong didn't plan to tell her. The two of them were still a bit strained.

We haven't reached the point where we're completely open to sharing everything we know.

Moreover, she has never been subjected to PUA (Pick-Up Artist) tactics, and Ning Rongrong's mind is a million times clearer than before.

Zhu Zhuqing was unaware of the relationship between the Haotian Sect and the Li Clan, and was quickly steered away from the topic by Ning Rongrong.

This is a cognitive disadvantage.

They are easily led astray by those with higher and greater knowledge, thus failing to realize that crucial opportunities are slipping away unnoticed.

Or perhaps the opportunity is postponed indefinitely.

The Heavenly Dou Empire, the Crown Prince's Residence.

Xue Qinghe was sitting upright at his desk reviewing intelligence.

The information on the far left is from half a month ago: the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School recently visited the Star Luo Empire's Breaking Heaven School, bringing generous gifts and Ning Rongrong with them.

Then came the earlier visit of Davis, the eldest prince of the Star Luo Empire, to the Po Clan; after which the Po Tian Sect was established.

Then came a detailed introduction to the Po Tian Sect, starting from Yang Yun's return to the Po clan and his ascension to the position of clan leader; all the way to the present day when Yang Yun left the Po Tian Sect.

After this period of investigation, Xue Qinghe found that the information on his table included everything about Yang Yun of the Po clan since his birth.

On Xue Qinghe's table was a portrait of Yang Yun, the sect leader of the Potian Sect, along with his biography and current status.

At eighteen, he was granted the title of Douluo; from the patriarch of the Po clan to the integration of the Min clan and the Yu clan, he founded the Po Tian Sect.

One yellow, one purple, five black, and one red; the eighth ring after 100,000 years.

"Finally, I've found you." A gentle smile appeared on Xue Qinghe's face.

Deep within his eyes was a strong, possessive desire and an irresistible excitement, tinged with a yandere-like quality.

Like a hunter who enjoys toying with his prey.

At this moment, She Long and Ci Xue (Porcupine Douluo) in the shadows trembled and dared not make a sound.

After flying for a day, Ali finally arrived at a small village where people made a living by mining.

At the village entrance, I encountered a girl holding a sickle made of glued teeth; her long black hair on top gradually turned purple at the back.

A conflict is breaking out in the village, and the noise is deafening.

"Hello little girl, what's your name? How old are you?" Ali ruffled the girl's pretty hair and took out a handful of candy. Her hair wasn't very dirty, except for being a little sticky.

The girl holding the sickle glanced at the candy in Ali's hand but remained unmoved.

His gaze was almost unbelievably determined.

"My name is Xi'er, and I'm six years old. You must be from out of town. What are you doing in our mining village?" Xi'er looked at Ali with curiosity.

Ali smiled and placed the candy in Xi'er's hand, noticing that the latter didn't yet possess any soul power. Ali then asked with a smile, "You're six years old now, have you awakened your martial soul yet?"

Xi'er's eyes dimmed, and she said in a low voice, "I am an orphan, I have no home; I don't know when my martial spirit awakened, back then I was picking up trash to eat in the next village."

Ali fell silent.

He gave a gentle smile: "How about you follow me from now on? I'll help you awaken your martial soul, and I'll also create an organization so that people like you will have a chance to eat their fill and have a home."

Seele looked at Ali with a hint of wariness in her eyes: "Are you telling the truth? You're not a human trafficker trying to trick me, are you?"

Only then did Ali notice that Seele had been keeping a distance of more than a meter from her the whole time.

She was a very vigilant child, which is perhaps why she has survived to this day.

"No, I'm much stronger than the average Title Douluo; capturing you is just a matter of snapping my fingers."

Seele's wary gaze remained unchanged as she asked with a serious face, "What is a Titled Douluo? Is it very strong?"

Ali smiled.

His tone softened: "Title Douluo, that's a level that only a very few Soul Masters can reach; do you know what the different levels of Soul Masters are?"

"If you don't believe me, I can awaken your martial soul right now."

As she spoke, Ali tossed out some stones to form an array, then took out two crystal balls and said, "Stand inside the circle, and I'll awaken your martial soul right now."

Seeing that there was still more than a meter between the circle and Ali, Xi'er walked in with some doubt.

Soon, Seele felt something about to emerge from her right hand, and the scythe made of teeth fell to the ground.

"Huh? This sickle looks familiar," Ali thought to herself as she looked at the sickle in Xi'er's hand.

"Isn't this the weapon in the hand of a girl that Yang Yun once drew? A butterfly-shaped blade."

Seele looked at the large scythe in her hand with some surprise, her face showing undisguised joy; she seemed to really like this weapon.

Ali placed the bead for testing soul power into Seele's hand, and a dazzling light shone forth.

"My innate soul power is actually level nine! Tsk tsk tsk, it seems I've already encountered a treasure as soon as I came out!" Ah Li thought to herself.

He ruffled Seele's hair: "A level nine innate soul power talent is very strong, Seele. What's the name of your martial soul?"

Seele stared blankly at the scythe in her hand, then flashed a bright smile: "Disc Stands Up!"

Ali was startled and naturally took Xi'er's hand and walked towards the village.

"Tell me your story, how you've survived all these years, and about this village."

"Alright, let's find a place to take a shower and get something to eat, and talk slowly; we still have plenty of time."

(End of this chapter)