Douluo Continent: Copying Ya Li, the Carefree King of the Sun and Moon

Sure enough, a few seconds later, a burst of enthusiastic footsteps followed.

"Where is he?" The voice was soft, but it was very clear to Xu Yanli, who was in the shadows at the moment.

Chapter 49 Assassination in the Dark: Questioning the Murderer in the Dungeon

Xu Yanli slowly extended his right hand behind his back, and the golden angelic holy sword appeared in his hand.

He then put the jade fan back into his storage soul tool.

Xu Yanli, gripping the Holy Sword, slowly emerged from the shadows, pressing the sword directly against the other man's neck. With his other hand, he tightly covered the man's mouth and slammed him against the wall.

"Tsk, you've been following me all this way, brother, aren't you tired?" Xu Yanli looked at him with a smile, increasing the pressure in his hands.

But the next moment, a group of men in black emerged from the darkness.

Xu Yanli looked up and gasped. What kind of idiot dared to attempt an assassination inside Shrek Academy?

Is Moon's reputation no longer effective?

It couldn't possibly be those stupid older brothers in the family, could it?

That shouldn't be the case. Even if there were any, Xu Tianran should have stopped them.

A ruthless glint flashed in Xu Yanli's eyes. It didn't matter; capturing two top-tier individuals alive would reveal who they were.

"Kid, you're clever, but unfortunately, clever people die the fastest," the men in black said softly.

Xu Yanli looked around. This was indeed a good place to make a move. After all, there was no one around, it wasn't a residential area, and all the shops were closed for the night.

Xu Yanli ran his tongue across his lips, then raised the Angelic Holy Sword and charged towards them with swift steps.

Seeing that they had not yet released their martial spirits, Xu Yanli quickly thrust his longsword into the wrist of the leader and twisted it.

A piercing scream tore through the night sky. At the same time, someone swiftly snatched his knife, then with a backhand slash, cut down the person who was lunging at them from the side.

Xu Yanli gripped his longsword tightly and quickly deflected the dagger that came from behind, but he was still accidentally cut.

Xu Yanli took a deep breath, then quickly rolled to the side and slowly released his martial spirit.

Two purple and three black spirit rings rose from beneath his feet.

Xu Yanli beckoned to them with a provocative gesture.

Xu Yanli felt his heart racing. He hadn't expected that something would actually happen this time, something beyond his expectations.

He felt that he hadn't offended anyone, and who would know that he was out having a midnight snack?

Tsk.

Xu Yanli's eyes grew increasingly crazed, a hint of gray flashing in them.

Xu Yanli raised his longsword: "Third Soul Skill, Yangyan - Divine Judgment."

A blinding flame erupted from his sword, instantly engulfing them. Even though the opponent had possessed that martial spirit, it was still too late.

Fearing that the person opposite him would die, Xu Yanli casually released his first soul skill to ensure that the person opposite him would not die.

But with such a commotion, won't Shrek's disciplinary team see it? Oh well, never mind, let's take them back first.

Xu Yanli slowly walked up to the group of assassins who were lying motionless on the ground, and slowly used his foot to lift their faces up.

"Tsk, boring." Xu Yanli yawned, then took out a level 5 soul tool from his storage soul tool, tied them all up, and put them into a soul tool that could store living things.

As Xu Yanli left, he suddenly felt a pain in his back and remembered that he seemed to have a small wound. He then snapped his fingers to heal the wound.

So who exactly assassinated him?

Even after dealing with the assassin, Xu Yanli still couldn't understand why he hadn't offended anyone, except for the Xuanming Sect.

Moreover, the Xuanming Sect knew that he had a Limit Douluo protecting him, so they would never send anyone to assassinate him.

The point is that it's impossible to send someone so weak unless they know absolutely nothing about him.

There are very few people who meet these criteria and have a grudge against him; they are either his seven imperial brothers or his subordinates.

Xu Yanli reluctantly sheathed the holy sword in his hand and then hurried towards the direction of Xiaoyao Pavilion.

When Xu Yanli returned to Xiaoyao Pavilion, he found that all the lights in the pavilion were already on.

"You're back?" Kong Deming looked at Xu Yanli speechlessly.

Xu Yanli coughed awkwardly twice, then slowly released the person he had caught and threw him on the ground.

"Shadow Douluo, I'll leave the rest to you," Xu Yanli said with a smile to the Title Douluo who had been hiding in the shadows beside him.

"Yes, Pavilion Master." Shadow Douluo slowly emerged from the shadows, then looked at the group of people on the ground, casually strung them all together, and pulled them towards the basement.

After hesitating for a moment, Xu Yanli took his fan and followed. He was curious about who wanted to assassinate him.

Xu Yanli followed the group of men in black into the dungeon and watched as Shadow Douluo tied them up.

Xu Yanli found a spot where he thought the blood wouldn't splatter, placed a luxurious chair there, sat down, took out his jade fan, and leisurely fanned himself.

"Shadow Douluo, please ask them who sent them?" Xu Yanli said with a smile, resting his chin on his hand.

Xu Yanli watched as blood splattered everywhere, a look of disgust flashing across his face, yet also a hint of madness.

After Xu Yanli had interrogated them for a while, he saw that they were stubborn and then called Shadow Douluo over and whispered some methods to him, which were basically the torture methods he had seen in his previous life.

After putting away his fan, Xu Yanli asked a few more questions, put away his chair, and turned to leave.

He couldn't bear to watch this bloody scene.

Xu Yanli returned to his study. Clearly, he wouldn't be able to sleep tonight, so he asked a guard to make him a pot of tea.

Xu Yanli held a book in his hand, drinking tea while waiting for the results.

Long Xiaoyao slowly walked into his room and patted him on the shoulder: "Aren't you curious who tried to assassinate you?"

"I'm curious, but I can't rush it." Xu Yanli put down the book and said with a smile, "To be honest, I don't think those idiots in the Sun Moon Empire are capable of sending someone to assassinate me."

"So confident?" Kong Deming also pushed open the door and entered.

"Otherwise, if they had that kind of strength, how could they have been suppressed by Xu Tianran to the point of being unable to raise their heads? You should know that my good brother here is crippled in both legs." Xu Yanli chuckled.

"He clearly lost his right to inherit the throne, yet he was still able to be named Crown Prince. This shows how ridiculously useless my other brothers are," Xu Yanli said coldly, then downed his tea in one gulp.

The three of them remained silent, as if quietly waiting for the outcome while sitting in the study.

Finally, as dawn broke, Shadow Douluo handed Xu Yanli several confessions still covered in blood.

Xu Yanli took it slowly, as if he hadn't seen it.

Chapter 50 Zhang Lexuan, there must be something fishy about the massacre of your entire family.

Xu Yanli glanced at it briefly, then frowned in confusion.

"Has this confession been repeatedly verified?" Xu Yanli asked Shadow Douluo.

"We confirmed that everyone was interrogated separately and obtained consistent answers, although we cannot rule out the possibility of prior collusion," Shadow Douluo said respectfully.

Xu Yanli waved his hand, signaling him to leave, and then threw the confession to Kong Deming.

After reading it, Kong Deming looked on in disbelief, then silently passed it to Long Xiaoyao, who was standing next to him with a hint of curiosity in his eyes.

After a moment of silence, Kong Deming asked Xu Yanli, who was dealing with other matters, "How do you plan to handle this?"

"What should we do? Let's send a Title Douluo over to check the situation first." Xu Yanli snorted coldly. "By the way, where have we offended this Duchess of White Tiger?"

"It's not because you took Huo Yuhao away, is it?" Kong Deming hesitated for a moment before slowly saying.

Xu Yanli rubbed his temples and then shook his head: "It's not that bad. If the other party really wanted to kill Huo Yuhao, or was seeking revenge for what happened with Huo Yuhao, they wouldn't have waited this long."

"Then it's because of something else." Long Xiaoyao hummed, a hint of understanding in his eyes, but he wouldn't say it.

Xu Yanli knew he couldn't get this Limit Douluo to say it, so he decided not to ask.

"Let Shadow Douluo go. His stealth abilities are quite strong in all aspects, and he can sneak into the White Tiger Duke's mansion silently." Although Kong Deming probably understood something, he still didn't say anything, but instead ordered Shadow Douluo to do the work.

Xu Yanli clicked his tongue and then made no further move, continuing to handle other matters.

Xu Yanli suddenly thought of something, paused, and then said with a smile, "Teacher, please get me a special letter paper. I have something to write to His Highness the Crown Prince."

After Xu Yanli took the paper from Kong Deming, he picked up a pen and began to write rapidly. He suddenly thought that ordinary people shouldn't just be allowed to live such carefree lives, right?

Instead, we should implement the compulsory education system of the previous life, enabling ordinary people to learn to read and write. This would also better serve their needs.

What Xiaoyao Pavilion needs more are grassroots laborers and top-level combatants; it doesn't lack anything else.

After all, now that the Spirit Hall is gone, the Douluo Continent as a whole does not pay much attention to commoner spirit masters. Instead, it wants those commoner spirit masters to be treated like dogs by those family spirit masters.

At the same time, this has also led to the emergence of many evil spirit masters who are driven by resentment and the destruction of their families.

In fact, he always had a feeling that some evil spirit masters were born as punishment for the world's many sins.

However, back when the Spirit Hall was in power, at least the Angel Legion could use evil spirit masters as soul-upgrading pills, which resulted in not many fallen spirit masters at that time.

However, Xu Yanli also knew that the problem of evil spirit masters was partly due to Tang San's own actions, but also partly due to the rule of nobles, which left ordinary people with no room to breathe.

At the same time, a large number of evil spirit masters are not true evil spirit masters in the real sense; many of them can even be said to have been "forced into prostitution."

Xu Yanli doesn't mind bringing a part of his former system to this world, but everything must serve his interests and power.

After all, he wasn't some great sage, and what he studied back then wasn't some sacred text. You have to understand that he paid tuition and miscellaneous fees, so what he studied was naturally miscellaneous stuff.

After writing the entire letter, Xu Yanli tossed the pen aside, then neatly placed the letter in an envelope and handed it to Kong Deming.

"I'll go cultivate for a while to relieve my fatigue. Teacher, I'll leave the rest to you." Xu Yanli yawned, pretending to be sleepy, and left the study, returning to his bedroom.

Xu Yanli returned to her bedroom, then lay down on the bed and let out a sigh of relief.

He's exhausted.

So, who exactly led the White Tiger Duchess to assassinate him? It couldn't possibly be because of his mother who died young, could it?

After all, they should all be princesses and should know each other. However, my current strength is obviously insufficient. If I want to investigate his mother's past, I will definitely need to be much stronger.

Xu Yanli rubbed his face, sighed softly, and then began to cultivate cross-legged.

He could feel his soul power flowing rapidly, nourishing every inch of his meridians; it was an indescribable warmth.

Xu Yanli cultivated like this for a whole day, until the next morning.

Xu Yanli quickly changed into her school uniform, not even having time to lament its ugliness, and ran towards the school cafeteria.