The Sorrow of a Fanfiction Protagonist

In an instant, Ye Zhiqiu's body was immobilized as countless Golden Needles shot toward him.

Miserable screams spilled from his mouth.

Yuan Luo's lips curled slightly as he thought, Do you think you're the Bodybuilder Frog, or Zhao Wuji? You're just a turtle.

Before Yuan Luo's sharpness effect, Ye Zhiqiu's defense was clearly nothing worth mentioning.

"Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda!"

"Phoenix Flames!"

"White Tiger Light Wave!"

"Nether Claw!"

The others quickly attacked as well. Under their combined assault, Ye Zhiqiu gradually lost consciousness and collapsed to the ground, barely clinging to life.

"Oscar, don't let him die!"

Yuan Luo reminded him, then walked into the hotel.

Ye Zhiqiu only had level fifty-three Soul Power, and his Spirit's Soul Rings were extremely poor. Even his fifth Soul Ring definitely could not have exceeded five thousand years.

To them, he was only a little stronger than a Soul Ancestor, perhaps not even as strong as a Soul Ancestor with a powerful Spirit.

"Luo-ge! You're amazing!"

Like Yuan Luo's biggest fan, Ma Hongjun kept showering him with praise.

"Get lost. Don't make me beat you up!"

"Got it!"

After resting for a night, they set out for the Star Dou Great Forest early the next morning.

Nothing in the forest had changed. It was still the same as it had been years ago.

Yuan Luo fell into deep thought. He wondered what Qian Renxue was doing now. He missed her a little.

Every frown and smile of hers—even though he had never seen her smile—was so wonderful, so captivating.

Especially that proud, alluring figure of hers. As Yuan Luo kept thinking about it, he started drooling.

Ahem!

He was a decent man. He liked her as a person; it was not as though he lusted after her body.

In a palace far away.

An elegant man sat in a chair.

Suddenly, two figures in black appeared before him.

One of them said in a gloomy voice, "Miss, we found him. His name is Yuan Luo. He returned from the Far North not long ago and should now have joined a soul master academy in Suotuo City."

"It is said that he once instantly defeated a Soul King at Suotuo City's Great Soul Arena, where he is known as Luo Shen."

"A few days ago, he seemed to have headed to the Star Dou Great Forest."

The elegant man abruptly rose to his feet, unable to suppress the smile on his face.

"Good! To the Star Dou Great Forest! We must arrive within two days!"

"Yuan Luo, Yuan Luo... I searched for you for four years and finally found you. Your strength has improved, but so has mine."

As he spoke, the man's appearance seemed to change, and his body underwent a tremendous transformation as well.

"Xiao Ao, hurry up and finish off that Phoenix-tail Crested Serpent."

"Stop!" A hoarse voice rang out.

Immediately afterward, an old woman and a young girl appeared before them.

"We were still too late." Yuan Luo shook his head. He had originally hoped to avoid this incident and slack off for once, but he still could not escape the shackles of fate.

Six Soul Rings shone around the old woman, revealing her identity as a Soul Emperor.

But who was Zhao Wuji? He was the Immovable Bright King. Could he possibly back down?

Seven Soul Rings then appeared around him, making the old woman's eyes narrow and her brow furrow.

"Respected Soul Saint, may I ask your esteemed name? This old woman is Chao Tianxiang. My fellow soul masters have kindly given me the title Snake Woman. My husband is Meng Shu, known as the Dragon Duke."

Knowing she was no match for him, Snake Woman first revealed her identity.

Sure enough, Zhao Wuji's gaze shifted, and his tone immediately softened. "So it's Snake Woman, Senior."

"I'm a few years older than you, so I'll call you Brother Zhao. Brother Zhao, this Soul Beast was prepared for my granddaughter. It accidentally escaped just now. Could you return it to this old woman?"

Zhao Wuji put on a troubled expression.

"Sister Chao, the rules of the soul master world state that whoever gets hold of a Soul Beast owns it. Besides, one of my disciples happens to need it as their third Soul Ring."

"What!"

Chao Tianxiang's expression changed drastically. One of these youngsters had reached level thirty?

The oldest child before her was younger than her granddaughter. Her granddaughter was already such a genius, yet someone here had actually reached level thirty.

"Kids, show Sister Chao your strength."

At Zhao Wuji's words, everyone except Yuan Luo revealed their Soul Rings.

They were all yellow, and one of them even had a third Soul Ring.

"This..."

Chao Tianxiang was completely shocked. There was actually a Soul Elder among them.

What kind of talent was this? Why were these children so extraordinarily gifted?

"Sister Chao, this is the Soul Ring that this student needs."

Zhao Wuji pointed at Oscar.

Chao Tianxiang fell silent. This made things difficult. Zhao Wuji would not readily yield this Soul Ring.

"In that case, let the two children fight once. Whoever wins gets it!"

In the end, Chao Tianxiang still chose to follow the rules of the soul master world, so neither side would have an unfair advantage.

"This... but my student is a Food System Soul Master. I'm afraid that won't work."

"What!"

Chao Tianxiang was stunned once more. Why was a Food System Soul Master cultivating so quickly?

For some reason, when Chao Tianxiang looked at her granddaughter, she suddenly found her far less impressive.

"How about this? Choose someone to fight in his place."

Zhao Wuji suddenly spoke. He was not worried in the slightest. He had confidence in his own students.

Even Zhu Zhuqing and Ma Hongjun, the weakest among them, might not lose to her granddaughter.

"Hmph! I want to fight you!"

Meng Yiran pointed at Yuan Luo, making him sigh in resignation.

Why were fanfiction protagonists always mistaken for Tang San? Wasn't it because they were all too handsome?

Fanfiction protagonists had their sorrows too. There were simply too many things to deal with. If he wanted to slack off, this concubine truly could not do it.

Just like Yuan Luo: even hidden among seas of people and fields of flowers, he still could not conceal his handsomeness.

Beautiful women always came looking for him themselves.

"Miss, you should choose someone else. If you pick me, I'm afraid you won't stand a chance."

Yuan Luo decided to give her a warning. If she fell in love with him later, how was he supposed to cry about it?

"No. It has to be you."

Meng Yiran still chose Yuan Luo. She was certain that Yuan Luo's strength had to be very low.

Didn't he just have a white Soul Ring? Didn't he just fail to reach Soul Grandmaster? Otherwise, why had he been the only one who had not released his Soul Rings earlier?

If Yuan Luo knew what she was thinking, he would have said, Your imagination is really something. Why don't you imagine that I'm your husband instead?

"Fine, but I hope you don't regret it later!"

With no other choice, Yuan Luo stepped forward.

Meng Yiran smiled smugly, then said coldly, "Meng Yiran. Spirit: Serpent Cane. Level thirty, Two-ring Battle Soul Master."

"Yuan Luo. Level thirty-six Soul Elder. Spirit: Air!"

"What?!" "What?!"

Neither Snake Woman nor Meng Yiran could remain calm. Meng Yiran even staggered three steps backward.

"Y-you're a Soul Elder?"

Yuan Luo made a helpless expression. He had told her not to regret it. "Genuine, without a doubt!"

"Then why didn't you say so? You tricked me!"

"You never asked, did you? How about this: I won't use my Spirit. Let's fight quickly. We can eat once we're done!"

Yuan Luo looked thoroughly innocent. This really had nothing to do with him.

"Hmph! Arrogant!"

Hearing Yuan Luo say that he would not use his Spirit, Meng Yiran sneered. This time, she was certain she would win.

"First Soul Skill, Serpent—"

Meng Yiran raised her two-meter-long Serpent Cane, preparing to unleash her First Soul Skill.

Unfortunately, she had encountered Yuan Luo.

Just as she tried to circulate her Soul Power, she discovered that she had none left.

Her body began to turn cold, and her Soul Power felt as though it had frozen.

Earlier, she had sensed cold air entering her body, but since her Spirit was related to snakes and preferred cold, gloomy environments, she had not paid it any attention.