Douluo Continent: Martial Soul Clay, the Creator of All Things

Indeed, I am a good person.

Hehehe!

Chapter 209 In order to resist Han Tianzun, Li Feiyu dug out her younger brother's Supreme External Soul Bone.

However, before finding Tang San's mother, Lu Yan had one small matter to resolve.

That would naturally be a genius like Tang San, unprecedented in the history of Douluo Continent.

Lu Ling, the youngest sister of Lu Yan, who is only nine years old and already a level 40 Quasi-Soul Master, has a problem with her fourth Soul Ring.

The new district of Tiandou City is no longer what it used to be; it is now a notorious slum in Tiandou City.

On the contrary, the new district at this moment is in no way inferior to the core area of ​​Tiandou City, the gathering place of soul masters and nobles.

At this moment, on a street near the headquarters of the Heavenly Dou Empire's Civilian Relief Association.

A constant stream of people and vehicles were seen in front of the "Lingling Theater" with its gilded plaque.

This theater, which doesn't rely on Soul Master combat skills or song and dance for entertainment, has become a favorite among young and old throughout the district solely through the owner's superb clay puppet show.

The theater was packed, but there were no performers on the stage; only a dozen or so clay figurines stood silently in the center.

The next instant, pale golden threads of soul power wrapped around the puppet like gossamer threads, and the originally lifeless clay figure instantly came to life.

"It is said that Li Feiyu is a man who has committed all kinds of evil deeds, including murder and arson."

"Back then, in order to resist Han Tianzun's strange fire, he actually dug out his younger brother Wang Lin's Supreme External Soul Bone..."

"Such a heinous act could not even be tolerated by the Great Love Immortal Venerable Fang Yuan..."

Lu Ling's voice was clear and melodious as she recounted the past life novel stories that Lu Yan had once told her.

On the stage, the clay figures moved with agility and lifelikeness.

What's even more remarkable is that this little girl has somehow developed exquisite voice acting skills, with a versatile voice and expressive delivery.

The story is truly captivating, full of twists and turns, and incredibly entertaining.

This little girl knows how to make up stories.

Lu Yan's expression was strange; he could make up stories even better than Lu Yan himself.

What does it mean that Li Feiyu is utterly wicked, all to resist Han Tianzun's strange fire... What does it mean that Wang Lin is the Supreme One... with an external soul bone... and Fang Yuan.

Lu Yan suddenly had a feeling that he could grab this little girl and refine her in an instant.

This is definitely not the story I told her.

Do you understand what adaptation means, and what it means to not make up something randomly, or to not make up nonsense?

Lu Ling curled up on the soft couch behind the stage, her small hands gently twisting the soul power threads, her little head swaying as she recited her lines.

Under her control, the clay figurines had expressive eyes and graceful movements, as if they had truly come to life.

"Great! That was an amazing performance!"

"The puppet show by Lingling Garden Owner is endlessly fascinating! The story is also absolutely wonderful!"

"Wonderful, absolutely wonderful!"

Cheers and applause rose and fell from the audience, the sound of applause making the theater windows tremble slightly.

In the front row, Ning Rongrong from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School stared with her big, round eyes, clutching her skirt with her little hands, exclaiming in surprise the whole time, looking exactly like a little fangirl.

The little snake girl Dugu Yan beside her was completely absorbed in watching, her cool and aloof eyes softened with a gentle smile.

Completely absorbed in the little girl's fabricated story, I even forgot about the noise around me.

She was originally entrusted by Lu Yan to supervise Lu Ling's cultivation, but she never expected that this little girl would have such an interesting story.

Compared to the tedious training, this puppet show is much more lively and interesting!

Just as the puppet show reached its climax, Lu Ling's small hands, which were manipulating the threads, suddenly froze.

A familiar aura, etched into her very bones, enveloped her, instantly throwing her into a panic.

Oh no, it's the sixth brother, no, it's the older brother!

Lu Ling looked up abruptly. At the entrance to the theater backstage, Lu Yan stood with his hands behind his back.

As they looked up, their eyes met.

Lu Yan raised an eyebrow, and Lu Ling subconsciously shrank her neck in guilt.

When Lu Ling met Lu Yan's gaze, she immediately wilted.

As soon as the threads of soul power loosened, the puppets on the stage froze, and the wonderful performance came to an abrupt end.

The audience was taken aback at first, but when they saw that it was the owner of the garden who had run out, they laughed and cheered, without showing the slightest dissatisfaction.

Everyone knows that this is the younger sister of the judge, who is well-known throughout the new district.

Lu Ling's essay "My Judge Brother," which she wrote at the Rescue Association's affiliated college, is already widely known.

Of course, Lu Ling did not get a high score because of this.

Instead, he was severely punished by the dean of the academy.

The reason is simple: the dean is her second older sister.

The blue silver grass whip cracked loudly, making the little girl fully understand what bloodline suppression meant.

Tsk tsk, Lu Yan was laughing heartily on the side, gloating, which was quite amusing.

After Lu Yan and the little girl came out, Ning Rongrong froze the moment she saw Lu Yan.

The chattering little devil from a moment ago vanished, and she sat up straight obediently, her little hands neatly placed on her knees.

She even softened her breathing, instantly transforming into a docile and obedient girl. No matter what, Ning Rongrong felt she had to maintain a good image in front of Brother Lu Yan.

The little snake girl also came to her senses, turned her head and saw Lu Yan. An awkward expression flashed across her pretty face, and she exclaimed, "Yan Yan, what brings you here?"

At this moment, Lu Ling also rushed to Lu Yan's side, tilted her little face up, grabbed his sleeve and gently shook it.

The little girl's soft, sweet voice was full of flattery: "Brother, did you come here especially to see Lingling's puppet show? It was so good!"

As she spoke, she flashed a sweet smile, trying to get away with it by being cute.

Lu Yan sighed and rubbed her head: "You've been slacking off during your cultivation and come here to play with clay puppets. You certainly know how to have fun."

"I wasn't slacking off! Isn't practicing puppet control a form of training too?" Lu Ling retorted stubbornly.

The little girl has grown up and has developed a temper.

Seeing this, Lu Yan shook his head helplessly, blaming himself for leading the performance for this little girl in the past.

At this moment, the little snake girl quickly chimed in softly, "Yanyan, controlling the puppet does indeed help Lingling a lot, and she also puts a lot of effort into her cultivation every day."

At that moment, the little girl also looked at Lu Yan with her big, watery eyes.

Seeing the little girl's pitiful appearance and hearing Dugu Yan plead for her, Lu Yan's helplessness did indeed dissipate considerably.

However, Lu Yan still glared at the silly little snake girl with annoyance.

I told you to supervise this little girl's cultivation, and here you are, supervising her like this?

Lu Yan was helpless against these two.

You could say this little snake girl is competitive, and sometimes she really is.

But sometimes, it really is outrageous.

They're both Lingling, but the little girl and the mute sister are completely incomparable.

It was because he had accumulated enough resources that he was able to reach the level of a quasi-Soul Master at the age of nine.

This level of strength is almost on par with the little snake girl.

Keep in mind that the little snake girl herself is only level 47 at the moment.

The mute girl, however, is now at level 49.

The gap has gradually widened.

Perhaps this is why the little snake girl gradually started to give up.

His thoughts raced, and thinking of the mute sister who was still providing free medical consultations, Lu Yan shook his head.

Everyone has their own choices and life, and even he shouldn't be interfered with in everything.

Whether it's family or lovers, everyone needs their own private space and life.

Thinking this, Lu Yan looked at Lu Ling with a more serious expression: "Whatever you want, as long as your strength doesn't fall too far behind, the clay figure can indeed be used to practice control."

"But you can't make up stories without taking time, can you? I know all too well how much brainpower it takes."

"Tang San, do you remember? It was back then, at Notting Academy."

"Tang San has now broken through to level 40 at the age of nine, and you are also level 40. If you can't beat him in the future, hmph!"

As he said this, Lu Yan's voice carried a hint of threat.

"Tang San?" The laziness on Lu Ling's face vanished instantly, and she clenched her little fists, full of fighting spirit.

"old……"

"Hmm?" Lu Yan became alert.

"Brother... don't worry! I won't lose to that guy! I'm definitely much stronger than him!"

"Alright then." Lu Yan chuckled. "Since that's the case, I'll take you to hunt for your fourth spirit ring now."

As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Yan took Lu Ling's little hand and gave the little snake girl a few simple instructions.

He then moved swiftly, taking Lu Ling with him as they vanished into the theater like streaks of light.

With no plays to watch, the crowd in the theater naturally scattered like birds and beasts.

However, Ning Rongrong stomped her foot, feeling sorry that she hadn't even had a chance to say a few words to Brother Lu Yan!

The little snake girl was alert, looking at Ning Rongrong with a feeling that the little girl had ill intentions.

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