Douluo: Son of Destruction of Life, Supreme Creator!

Qian Renxue nodded.

Gu Linyuan smiled.

He put away the Scepter of Destruction, put his hands in his pockets, and walked towards Qian Renxue.

The pace was slow and casual.

But with each step she took, Qian Renxue's heart beat a fraction faster.

He was getting closer and closer to her.

Gu Linyuan stopped in front of Qian Renxue and looked down at her.

Moonlight streamed down from behind him, casting shadows over his face, revealing only his dark eyes, which shone like two stars.

He slowly bent down and approached Qian Renxue.

Qian Renxue was so close that she could see the curve of his eyelashes and feel the temperature of his breath.

Qian Renxue's body froze, as if she had been frozen in place.

Gu Linyuan brought his lips close to Qian Renxue's ear, so close that they almost touched her earlobe.

Then he spoke.

The voice was soft, with a hint of a smile.

"Don't tell you."

Qian Renxue was stunned.

Gu Linyuan straightened up, smiled, took two steps back, crossed his arms, and looked at her with a leisurely air.

Qian Renxue's golden eyes widened, churning with shame, anger, and a hint of inexplicable excitement.

"Gu Linyuan!"

She gritted her teeth as she uttered the name, each word seeming to be squeezed out from between her teeth.

"You fool me?"

"You're the one who asked." Gu Linyuan blinked innocently.

"You answer me like this?"

"Otherwise what?" Gu Linyuan shrugged. "You're not my enemy, so I can't exactly use my soul skills on you, can I?"

Qian Renxue was speechless, her chest heaving violently, and the half-spot of snow-white skin shone brightly in the moonlight.

"Alright, I'm not teasing you anymore. My third soul skill is an amplification-type soul skill that can double my combat abilities for a short period of time."

"Hmph. An amplification-type soul skill? This soul skill is not bad."

Qian Renxue nodded. This kind of amplification-type soul skill is very useful in actual combat.

If Gu Linyuan uses his second soul skill while activating his third soul skill, his explosive power in a short period of time will soar to an unimaginable level.

"Did anything happen while I was absorbing the spirit ring?"

Gu Linyuan asked.

“Yes. I sensed an extremely terrifying roar. That roar must have come from an extremely powerful soul beast. It might even be a 100,000-year-old soul beast.” Qian Renxue’s expression was solemn.

Which direction?

Gu Linyuan asked.

According to the timeline, it's about time.

It's time to teach Tang San a lesson.

If Tang San were to have his Eight Spider Lances snatched away right in front of him, I wonder what he would think.

He not only wanted to take away this external soul bone, but also needed Tang San to know what he had lost.

Only in this way can one truly destroy someone's heart.

"You're not thinking of going to join the fun, are you? Aren't you afraid of dying?"

"Being able to restart means you can do whatever you want." Gu Linyuan shrugged.

"You're not afraid of death, but I am. I only have one life." Qian Renxue's beautiful eyes swept over Gu Linyuan.

"It's alright. If something really happens to you, I'll have my mother collect your soul, and you can be my maid in your next life, how about that?" Gu Linyuan patted Qian Renxue's shoulder and said with deep agreement.

"Go to hell!"

Qian Renxue and Gu Linyuan were playfully bickering as they hurried toward the outer edge of the Star Dou Great Forest.

Gu Linyuan was in a hurry; he didn't want Tang San to get the Eight Spider Spears first.

……

"Miss Meng Yiran, you flatter me."

"According to the rules we agreed on beforehand, this soul beast is now mine."

Tang San took a deep breath and said.

A hint of arrogance flashed in his eyes.

Compared to Tang San, he might hesitate a bit when comparing himself to others, but when it comes to hidden weapons, no one in the world can defeat him. Unless…

Tang San's eyes fell on Zhu Zhuqing's hands. He couldn't see through Zhu Zhuqing's claws.

"I'm willing to accept defeat, and I, Meng Yiran, can afford to lose."

Even though she was trembling with anger, Meng Yiran could only admit that she was no match for her opponent. Seeing this, the Dragon God and Snake Goddess could only concede defeat.

Just as Tang San was about to absorb the spirit ring, a voice that caught him completely off guard came over.

"Wait a minute."

"I have a different opinion regarding the ownership of this soul beast."

As soon as he finished speaking, Gu Linyuan and Qian Renxue appeared quietly.

Chapter 30: A petty scoundrel needs power and connections to survive in this world.

"Wait a minute."

"I have a different opinion regarding the ownership of this soul beast."

Everyone's eyes turned simultaneously in the direction from which the sound came.

Two figures slowly emerged from the forest path.

On the left is a young man dressed in a black robe.

The wide black robe completely concealed his body, making it impossible to discern any physical outline. The hood hung low, obscuring most of his face, revealing only his sharply defined chin and slightly upturned lips.

His steps were slow and casual, as if he were strolling leisurely, or as if he were measuring the earth.

Beneath that wide black robe, one could vaguely see his hands hanging at his sides, his slender fingers slightly bent, as if he could grasp something at any moment.

He was shrouded in a mysterious and dangerous aura, making people want to stay away, yet unable to resist taking a second look.

On the right is a woman dressed in a moon-white palace gown.

Her long, golden hair cascaded down to her waist like a waterfall, shimmering with a magnificent luster in the sunlight.

Her features were so exquisitely beautiful they seemed otherworldly: her eyebrows were like distant mountains, her eyes like stars, her nose was straight and elegant, and her lips were full and luscious. Her skin was as white as snow, with a faint glow flowing beneath it.

She was tall and graceful, and the tailoring of her palace dress perfectly accentuated her curves. It was understated yet captivating.

She walked beside the boy in black, slightly behind him, her posture like that of a high and mighty queen accompanying her king, or like a bright star guarding her moon.

Tang San's face turned pale instantly, his lips trembled slightly, and he managed to squeeze out a name.

"Longyuan..."

His voice carried a hint of sarcasm.

"It's you...you're not dead?"

Gu Linyuan stopped in his tracks, a meaningful smile curving his lips beneath his hood.

"die?"

His voice was soft, with a hint of a smile.

"That little bit of poison isn't enough to kill me."

He raised his right hand, turned his palm upside down.

There, the wounds that had once been pierced by silver needles had disappeared without a trace, leaving no scars, and were as good as new.

Tang San's gaze fell on that palm, and his expression became even more unpleasant.

He knew better than anyone what kind of poison was used on his hidden weapons.

It is fatal upon contact with blood, and there is no antidote.

Even if there is an antidote, it must be taken within 15 minutes of poisoning, otherwise death is certain.

But Longyuan did not die.

"Are you deliberately here to cause trouble?"

Tang San's face was extremely grim. He never expected that he would see Long Yuan again here.

"Tang San, you overestimate yourself. I wouldn't go to such lengths to cause you trouble. You don't hold that position in my heart yet."

Upon hearing this, Tang San's expression turned even more unpleasant.

He regarded Gu Linyuan as his nemesis, but was he really so insignificant in the other's eyes?

"I just came here to obtain my third spirit ring and happened to run into you."

Gu Linyuan said with a smile.

But as soon as he finished speaking, all the Shrek members' pupils shrank.

Everyone at Shrek Academy knows that Long Yuan was only level 27 a few days ago. How could he have broken through to level 30 in just one month?

"This speed of breakthrough is terrifying."