I'm a Very Reasonable Person

Just as several death warriors were about to charge forward, a voice rang out from behind Zhu Zhuqing. A young man in a black fitted outfit emerged from the woods.

It was Xia Tianling, who had been waiting for quite some time.

After observing from the tree for half the day and confirming that the leader was merely a Soul Ancestor, he no longer had any reservations and strode out openly.

Zhu Zhuqing, who had been preparing for a desperate final stand, froze when someone suddenly stepped out. But with her superior vision in the darkness, she saw the youthful face of the person who had appeared, and her heart sank again.

He was too young. About the same age as her, and at most only newly entered the Soul Elder rank. Yet the other side had a Soul Ancestor and several Soul Elders. Wasn't he simply throwing his life away?

"Leave quickly! Don't worry about me! Their leader is a Soul Ancestor, and there are several Soul Elders too!" Zhu Zhuqing shouted a warning, wanting this person who had come to help to leave immediately.

Thank you, stranger. I can't drag you into this. She thought silently.

Xia Tianling was briefly stunned upon hearing that, then he smiled.

What a kind-hearted girl.

"Hey, kid, who are you? You heard her too. I'm a Soul Ancestor, so I'd advise you not to meddle in other people's business." The leader did not attack blindly, instead asking first.

"Oh? Who am I? That's a good question." As Xia Tianling spoke, he took out a Token from his ring. "Do you recognize this thing?"

The front of the Golden Token bore the image of a sacred Six-Winged Angel, while the back had a Soul Character engraved into it. It was the Holy Son Token Bibi Dong had given him.

The leader frowned. "What the hell is that? Never seen it before."

"What the hell is that? You've never seen it?"

Xia Tianling's face darkened. Forget it. The Holy Son Token was too high-end; ordinary people truly had never seen one.

After thinking for a moment, he simply pulled out a huge stack of Tokens from his ring and displayed them one by one for the people opposite him.

"Here, take a look. Which of this whole bunch do you recognize?"

Entirely black, with two different spiders engraved on either side—this was Bibi Dong's Token.

Entirely gold, with a sacred angel on the front and a Qian character on the back—this was Qian Daoliu's Token.

Entirely bronze, with a crocodile engraved on the front and a Jin character on the back—this was Second Worship Golden Crocodile Douluo's Token.

Entirely...

He pulled out every Martial Soul Hall Titled Douluo Token there was, all sorts of them. Ones with Chrysanthemum, Little Ghost, Leopard, and Coiling Dragon Staff—he had the full set.

He had no particular hobbies in ordinary times. Whenever he encountered some valuable little trinket, he wanted to collect a complete set. So, relying on his status, he had asked every one of Spirit Hall's Titled Douluos for one.

With Qian Daoliu and Bibi Dong backing him, no one dared refuse him that courtesy.

As Xia Tianling pulled them out, he muttered, "This is Grandpa Ghost's, this is Third Enshrined's, and this is Teacher's."

The leader watched as he took out Titled Douluo Tokens one after another, and he was nearly scared stupid. Cold sweat had already soaked through his clothes.

"Oh, right. There's one more."

It was a Martial Soul Hall Standard Token, engraved with six symbols—Chrysanthemum, Ghost, Star Crown, Hammer, Tyrant Dragon, and a sword.

This was Spirit Hall's highest-level Elder Token!

Who the fuck was this guy? Could this brat be Spirit Hall's Pope's biological son?

In truth, his guess was infinitely close to the truth.

The leader's heart was bitter. "M-my lord. We were only acting under orders as well. Please don't hold it against lowly people like us."

"Oh? So there's a Token you recognize. Easy, easy. I've always been a person who convinces others with reason."

Xia Tianling waved a hand, then turned to look at the somewhat dazed Zhu Zhuqing and waved his hand in front of her eyes.

"Kitten. Cough, cough, miss, how do you think these people should be dealt with?"

Still in Martial Soul Possession, Zhu Zhuqing instinctively reached out and bit down on the paw waving before her eyes.

When Zhu Zhuqing came back to her senses and realized what foolish thing she had done, her face immediately flushed red, and she directly released her Martial Soul Possession.

"Um... let them go. But one person has been trying to kill me. He... he..."

"Fine, then kill that one." Before Zhu Zhuqing could continue, Xia Tianling took over and decided that person's fate.

Zhu Zhuqing also knew that these people had merely been acting under orders. They only wanted to capture her and bring her back to the family. Otherwise, with her cultivation as a Soul Grandmaster, how could she possibly have escaped alive from the pursuit of so many powerful people?

"My lord, this lowly one cannot kill a companion. I won't be able to explain it after returning to the family. Please do as you please."

After hearing the young man, who seemed likely to be the Pope's biological son, speak, the leader hurriedly led several of his subordinates to the side, leaving only one Soul Elder standing in place.

Xia Tianling glanced at him and snorted coldly.

Trying to play tricks with me, huh? If my cultivation weren't high enough, I'd have no choice but to let him go, right?

No matter. I'm a very reasonable person!

If you talk to me properly, then we'll reason things out.

If you play games with me like this, then maybe we'll have to discuss physics instead.

The Soul Elder left behind in place knew that today would not end peacefully, so he directly activated his Martial Soul and prepared for battle.

Yellow, yellow, purple—three Soul Rings appeared.

You think he'll survive just because you played a few little tricks on me?

Xia Tianling did not waste words either. He directly summoned Carpenter's Set, his entire aura erupting.

Yellow, purple, black!

Her savior was actually a Soul Elder! Zhu Zhuqing covered her mouth in shock behind him.

Judging from the aura he had unleashed, he was already infinitely close to the level of a level-forty Soul Ancestor! How was that possible? How old was he?

This terrifying Soul Ring Configuration stunned everyone present. The leader rubbed his eyes in disbelief.

What had he seen? A thousand-year second ring? A ten-thousand-year third ring? That was a Ten-Thousand-Year Spirit Ring! On a Soul Elder!

He was already beginning to regret not personally killing that companion earlier. After all, that man belonged to the young miss's side and had nothing to do with them.

But if this angered the young man, then the force behind him...

The Soul Elder under Zhu Zhuyun looked at the genius youth before him, whose backing reached the heavens. Gritting his teeth, he rushed forward and directly unleashed his strongest thousand-year Soul Skill.

I'm already level thirty-seven. It's not certain that I have no chance.

Netherworld Slash!

It was Zhu Zhuqing's Third Soul Skill from the Original Work.

This Soul Elder also possessed the Hell Spirit Cat Martial Soul. However, he was an Illegitimate Child, not from the direct line.

After generations of inheritance, the Netherworld Family had already worked out the optimal combinations suited to them, so the clan members' first few skills were largely similar.

Xia Tianling did not activate Storm Axe form. Instead, he put away the axe, enlarged the hammer in his right hand, and gripped it with both hands.

His second and third Soul Rings lit up, and a layer of dazzling lightning covered his entire body. Blue arcs of electricity shone brilliantly in the darkness of evening.

"Die!"

The massive warhammer swept horizontally with a roaring gust of wind.

Using his calves as support, he drove his waist and arms.

His entire body was like a spinning top that had been wound up and released, snapping back with savage force.

If Tang San had been here, he would certainly have recognized it as the opening stance of Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer.

In essence, Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer was merely a technique for exerting force, and the Original Work described it in great detail, making it easy to learn. The difficult part was linking it into eighty-one consecutive hammer strikes.

It was only an opening stance, after all, so Xia Tianling had practiced it a little and was already able to use it skillfully.

The hammerhead, as large as a washbasin, collided with the Netherworld Slash released from the Soul Elder's hands.

The warhammer, now carrying over a thousand jin of force after the strength boost and mixed with the explosion created by the Third Soul Skill, directly smashed the Soul Elder's hands apart and shattered the bones in both his arms.

The hammerhead then continued without losing momentum and struck his chest again, triggering a second explosion.

The Hell Spirit Cat Soul Elder flew high into the air, then shot back along the path he had come from at an even faster speed, smashing through several large trees.

Looking at his collapsed chest and exposed Bones, the man was close to death.

Xia Tianling heavily lowered his hammer and leaned on it with both hands, glancing at the leading Soul Ancestor.

"Is that it?"

The leader smiled bitterly inwardly, while outwardly hurrying to flatter him. "My lord's might is unparalleled."

A Man in Black cleverly ran into the distance, did something to the severely injured Soul Elder, then quickly ran back.

"My lord, he's dead. These are the valuables on him." The Man in Black presented a small cloth bag.

"Not bad. Your path just got broader." Xia Tianling casually tossed the little cloth bag to the bewildered Kitten. "What's your name?"

"In reply to my lord, this lowly one is Zhu Si."

Xia Tianling withdrew his Martial Soul and nodded. "I'll remember you. Fine, I'll protect this girl. If there's nothing else, go back. Take that dead unlucky bastard with you too."

The group of men in black felt as though they had received a pardon and hurriedly withdrew with their companion's corpse.

Watching the men in black flee in panic, Zhu Zhuqing felt as though she had been transported into another world.

The family death warriors who had pursued her all this way had actually retreated just like that. Who exactly was this young man who had saved her?

Could he truly be the Pope's biological son?

Having survived the disaster, the Kitten sank into confusion.