Lu Mingfei starts from Douluo.

Jixiang didn't turn around, clutching her needle: "A great war is about to break out, and many more people will die and be injured. I may not be able to save them all."

"There's nothing we can do if we can't save them. We pirates should have known this day would come."

“But not all pirates are bad people,” Jixiang retorted, turning her head to see a very young and unfamiliar face.

However, there were several thousand people on the island, so he didn't pay much attention.

"So, do you think there are any good people among pirates?" Lu Mingfei shook his head and continued, "Speaking of which, shouldn't pirates have some kidnapping services? Why aren't there any customers here?"

Jixiang felt that this person was strange, but she didn't think much of it and assumed that he was a newcomer who was not familiar with the business: "The rule of the Purple Pearl Sea Robbery Gang is to only rob and kill nobles, not kidnap them, in order to prevent trouble caused by nobles with too high status."

"Well, as expected, even thieves have their code of honor." Lu Mingfei couldn't help but nod. No wonder Soul Emperors and Soul Kings dared to be so arrogant; it turned out they never left any survivors, thus eliminating the risk of secondary transactions.

“Of course, you’ll understand once you stay a while longer. Being a pirate doesn’t necessarily mean doing all bad things. We only rob and kill nobles, after all, what good people can nobles be?” Jixiang nodded.

"Then I'm relieved." Lu Mingfei smiled.

Just as Jixiang was about to say something, everything went black before his eyes, and he completely lost consciousness.

The next moment, a low, inexplicable sound spread throughout the square and even the entire island on the sea breeze.

At first, no one in the square noticed, but as the sea breeze suddenly intensified, almost blowing the roof off, they realized that something was wrong with the wind.

Only then did Purple Pearl suddenly look up at the sky; the voice came from above.

Lu Mingfei lowered his eyes, simultaneously unleashing the combined domains of Wind King's Eye and Sovereign Flame. He wasn't a killer, but this scene still reminded him of pouring boiling water into an anthill.

The ant nest was pitiful, but the pirates below were anything but.

"No, what happened!"

Sensing something was wrong, Purple Pearl immediately started running, and then the entire square erupted into chaos as everyone frantically fled towards the coast.

But as the death-like chant abruptly ceased, a sun rose in the sky, instantly illuminating the entire world.

It also illuminated everyone's terrified, pale faces.

Chapter 213 The Discussion of Haotian

The sea breeze caressed the lazy leaves of the coconut trees, and then blew a few grains of sand onto the bar benches.

"The usual."

"Okay, please wait a moment."

Lu Mingfei sat at the bar, feeling utterly bored.

"It's strange, why do you like drinking in broad daylight?" The bar owner took the drink from the waiter and placed it in front of Lu Mingfei.

Lu Mingfei shrugged: "What's the difference between day and night?"

He took the wine, tilted his head back and gulped it down. Whether it was due to his cultivation or the dragon blood, his alcohol tolerance was getting higher and higher, and the wine tasted more and more like water.

"Of course there's a difference. Most men who come to drink at night are lonely, but those who come to drink during the day are just drunkards." The boss chuckled and then casually gestured to the waiter, "I'll treat him to all his drinks today."

"You've struck it rich?" Lu Mingfei looked at him in surprise. He knew how stingy his boss was during the past year or so.

"I heard the Purple Pearl Pirate Crew was wiped out a few days ago. Can't I be happy?" The boss held a bottle of wine in his hand, looked up at the sky, and then poured the wine on the ground. "If Old John and Little Pete could see this, their souls would rest in peace."

Old John was the old man who took Lu Mingfei out to sea in his fishing boat.

He used the 300 gold soul coins that Lu Mingfei gave him to buy a new fishing boat, but on the first day of his voyage, he was spotted by a pirate crew.

The broker and seller who bought the ship were actually pirates, and Old John fell right into their trap without any warning.

According to the pirates' logic, anyone who could come up with such a large sum of money was not a poor fisherman but a fat sheep waiting to be slaughtered.

Old John's body was discovered three days later. Fortunately, it had been washed ashore by the waves, and it was his boss who collected it.

Little Pete has not been found. Logically, if the bodies of two people fell into the sea in the same area, they should both have been washed ashore.

The boss said that young Pete might have been recruited by pirates and might still be alive.

Lu Mingfei searched the sea for pirate ships with high hopes, and finally arrived at their base camp, but still found nothing.

"I hope so." Lu Mingfei shook his head. He wasn't so self-centered as to blame himself for other people's problems, but he couldn't help feeling a little annoyed.

Looking back now, the fact that he wiped out an entire pirate crew just because he was unhappy makes him seem like a midnight serial killer.

Thinking of this, he suddenly felt a strange chill under the bright sun. It turned out that he had always had the potential to become an unparalleled killer.

"There must be some mistake somewhere." Lu Mingfei shook his head. It's all in the past, why think about it so much?

Thinking that he should hurry home and cultivate, Lu Mingfei stood up.

"Why are you leaving? I rarely treat people." The boss scratched his head. He rarely acted generously, so why did he scare the person away?

"So you won't call me a drunkard." Lu Mingfei didn't turn around, waved his hand, and strode away, disappearing around the corner of the street.

The boss chuckled a few times, watching Lu Mingfei leave.

Actually, he just said those things offhand. Drinking doesn't discriminate between day and night, or between occasions.

Most people drink simply because the sea of ​​loneliness in their hearts needs to be filled.

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The nights at Yuexuan have been very quiet lately.

A year has passed since the Haotian Sect retreated into Tiandou City. Yuexuan, which used to be the Haotian Sect's intelligence agency, has now become the second gate of the entire Haotian Sect.

Who would have thought that the once mighty Haotian Sect, the number one sect in the world, would be hiding in a place that teaches etiquette to aristocratic little girls?

"Still no news." Tang Yuehua, dressed in a light blue casual robe, shook her head as she looked at the elders at the long table.

Since the Haotian Sect retreated to Tiandou City, they have been searching the world for news of Lu Mingfei.

Through their mutual dependence with the Heaven Dou Royal Family and the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, they can temporarily withstand the pressure from the Spirit Hall.

But for them, Lu Mingfei's situation was undoubtedly a countdown to their death sentence.

When they first entered Heaven Dou City, they planned to gather the strength of the remaining five Title Douluos and lay a trap to eliminate Lu Mingfei, this dangerous element.

However, when they entered the city, all they received was the news that Lu Mingfei had already left Tiandou City.

This also means they missed their last chance.

“In that case, there’s no need to look anymore.” The Second Elder with Long Eyebrows shook his head.

"Are we just going to give up and wait for him to grow up and take revenge on us?" The Seventh Elder immediately stood up.

Since they arrived at Tiandou, they have read Lu Mingfei's biography over and over again, and all they see is two words: despair.

With a god-level martial soul, unparalleled combat power, and a cultivation speed without bottlenecks, the opponent will likely become a Title Douluo-level existence in less than ten years. At that time, their Clear Sky Sect will be nothing more than fish on a chopping board, at the mercy of others.

“It’s too late. If our entire Haotian Sect had been mobilized for the ambush, we might have had a chance. But now we can only wait for them to come to us.” The Second Elder with Long Eyebrows fell silent as soon as he said this.

They were well aware that even if they found them, with their current strength, they probably wouldn't be able to catch up with them.

How could they be willing to let the foundation laid by the Haotian Sect for hundreds of years be destroyed like this?

"Xiao'er, we agree to your plan." The Second Elder with Long Eyebrows looked at Tang Xiao, who had been silent all along.

"I disagree!"

The Seventh Elder was the first to voice his opposition, while the Fourth and Fifth Elders remained silent.

"Fourth Brother, Fifth Brother, what do you mean by this!" The Seventh Elder glared at the two men.

"Enough, Seventh Brother, don't you know what's more important?" The Second Elder with Long Eyebrows also stood up and reprimanded the other party.

The two locked eyes for a full minute before the Seventh Elder finally lowered his eyes and slumped back into his seat.

“We must now grasp at any straw.” The Second Elder with Long Eyebrows sighed. “Once Tang San comes out of the City of Slaughter, we will do everything in our power to help him grow up as quickly as possible.”

Although they all hated Tang Hao to the core, at this point, Tang San was indeed the last hope for the future rise of the Clear Sky Sect.

All personal grudges and hatreds must give way to the survival of the sect.

The Second Elder's judgment was undoubtedly very astute. Putting aside Tang San's identity, his talent and luck were simply outrageous.

With innate full soul power, twin martial souls, external soul bones, immortal herbs, and hidden weapon forging skills, aside from Lu Mingfei, he is absolutely in a class of his own among the younger generation on the continent.

"Thank you for your trust, elders. I believe Xiao San will not let the sect down." Tang Xiao stood up and bowed deeply.

"That 100,000-year-old soul beast must not be lost. We will have the outer sect disciples fully cooperate to make her willingly sacrifice herself to Tang San."

"In addition, from now on, we will gather the strength of the entire sect to search for traces of 100,000-year-old soul beasts, and help Tang San add as many 100,000-year-old soul rings and a complete set of 100,000-year-old soul bones as possible."

"If even the Haotian Sect cannot continue under these circumstances, then it can only be our fate."

The Second Elder set the final tone, and all the elders nodded. The entire Haotian Sect sprang into action, ready to feed Tang San all the food as soon as he emerged from the City of Slaughter.

Chapter 214 Soul Saint (Plot Accelerating)

Two years later, in the Hall of Elders, Wuhun City.

Qian Renxue stood quietly in the center of the Elder Hall, facing the huge six-winged angel statue, and opened her eyes.

The divine aura of the Angelic Martial Soul instantly reverberated throughout the entire hall, and all the elders in the Elder Hall rose to pay their respects.

"Xiaoxue, congratulations." Qian Daoliu smiled broadly.

In just three years, Qian Renxue completed the six trials of the Angel and advanced to the level of Title Douluo. Her speed was beyond divine.

Bibi Dong's record is that she became a Title Douluo in her thirties, while Qian Renxue was almost ten years ahead of her.

If Lu Mingfei were here, he would definitely say, "This kid is terrifyingly powerful; he's using cheat codes even more than I have."

"Keep going, keep pushing forward, there are only three more tests left, and the glory of the Angel God will descend upon the continent once more." Qian Daoliu patted Qian Renxue's hair.

"Grandpa, don't worry, I won't let you down." Qian Renxue nodded proudly, then rolled her eyes and said, "It's just that the Seven Trials of Angels take a lot of time, so I want to adjust my condition a little before I start."

"Oh?" Qian Daoliu looked at his granddaughter with doting eyes.

How could he not know his granddaughter? If he was just going to the Papal Palace to see that woman Bibi Dong, why bother to say anything more?

In the past, he might have been a little worried, but now that he has completed the six trials of the angels, obtained a divinely bestowed soul ring, and advanced to the title of Douluo, he would have no fear of death even if he encountered Tang Chen, who was also a peerless Douluo.

"Go if you want, and let your second grandfather go with you." Qian Daoliu nodded, then looked at the Golden Crocodile Douluo in his silver robes and attendant's attire.

As a contemporary of Qian Daoliu and Tang Chen, Jin E has not traveled on the mainland for over fifty years, yet now he only has a broad, joyful smile on his face.

Even disregarding the fact that Qian Renxue is Qian Daoliu's granddaughter, how could Jin E possibly refuse the opportunity to travel with the future Angel God?

"Don't worry, big brother, leave it to me." Golden Crocodile laughed loudly, patting his chest forcefully, showing no signs of the age of a centenarian.

As for the other offerings, they could only look on with envy. This was the eldest brother's decision, and they couldn't possibly steal credit from the second brother.

"Grandpa." Qian Renxue lowered her head, her pretty face slightly flushed. She hadn't even mentioned that she was going on a long trip, but it felt like the entire Elder Hall knew where she was going.

“Grandpa was young once too. If you want to go, then go. Didn’t you already receive the news last month?” Qian Daoliu chuckled a few times.

It was impossible to keep her sending people to inquire about Lu Mingfei's whereabouts a secret.

The old guys in the Elders' Hall had already discussed it privately, but they were just pretending not to know so as not to embarrass her.

"Grandpa, I'm not talking to you anymore." Seeing Qian Daoliu's teasing smile, Qian Renxue couldn't stand it anymore and ran out of the Elder Hall with a red face.

At this moment, joyful laughter filled the entire Elder Hall.

Hearing the laughter behind her, Qian Renxue ran even faster. After leaving the Papal Palace, she ran up the mountainside until she reached the vicinity of the Douluo Palace before stopping. Then she looked towards the northwest.

Last month, a tip reached her: the 100,000 gold soul coin prepaid card she had personally handed to Lu Mingfei at the Great Soul Arena in Hanhai City had been used.

No wonder we couldn't find him anywhere on the continent; he must have gone to sea.

Three years ago, she was a Soul Emperor but was defeated by Lu Mingfei, a Soul King. Now, however, she is a Title Douluo, while Lu Mingfei is at most a Soul Emperor. She is confident that she can avenge her defeat.

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"Achoo." Lu Mingfei sneezed, rubbed his nose, and thought that he hadn't cleaned his room for a month, so it was probably a bit dusty.

I opened the window to let in some fresh air, and continued writing in my diary under the warm sunlight.

"Day 4203 of the Descent Calendar, clear skies, not a cloud in sight. Breakthrough to Soul Saint, over!"

Lu Mingfei put down his pen and stretched. Only he knew the hardships he had endured to break through to the Soul Emperor realm in just over two years.

As his cultivation level increases, he can sustain his high-frequency cultivation for longer periods, which is why he has been able to maintain his cultivation speed without slowing down at this stage.

Now that he has broken through to the Soul Saint realm, he only feels a faint sense of emptiness. At least he can relax a little and doesn't have to work so hard anymore.

Reaching the Soul Saint level is undoubtedly the first crucial milestone for a Soul Master, second only to breaking through to the Title Douluo level in difficulty.