Go, turn this world upside down!

Splash--

A soft sound of flowing water, without warning, echoed in the sealed room.

Long Xiaoyao looked up sharply!

He saw that on the ground where the wooden basin had been placed, at some unknown time, a small, babbling river had appeared.

The river's origin was unknown, and its destination was unknown. It had simply appeared out of thin air, as if it had sliced the entire room into two different spaces and times.

The river water was clear to the bottom, yet unfathomably deep, exuding an ancient and mysterious aura that transcended all worldly things.

In the center of the river, on a bluestone, a figure sat lazily as the stone floated up.

He held an ordinary bamboo fishing rod, its line cast into the water, as if he were fishing for something.

The River God?

Long Xiaoyao's heart suddenly tightened, and his soul power instantly surged, entering its highest level of vigilance.

He stared intently at the figure on the bluestone, trying to gauge his depth.

However, his spiritual power was like a mud ox entering the sea; before that figure, he couldn't get the slightest feedback.

Immeasurable!

Even more terrifying than the man who called himself Mu Xuan!

Just then, the figure on the bluestone slowly raised his head, his eyes, as dark as ink, fell upon Long Xiaoyao.

The corner of his mouth curved into a smile that was not quite a smile.

"Swish!"

He lightly lifted the fishing rod in his hand.

A ripple spread across the water's surface, and a figure was reeled out of the river.

A woman.

The moment he saw the woman clearly, Long Xiaoyao's pupils contracted sharply to the size of needle points!

It was an exceptionally beautiful woman who looked no older than twenty-something. She wore a pure white long dress, her black hair like a waterfall, her skin whiter than snow. Her beauty was enough to topple cities and nations, and every frown and smile was enough to drive any man in the world to madness.

Most importantly, the aura she exuded...

Pure, warm, and sacred, like the Goddess of Light descending to the mortal realm, making one unable to resist prostrating in worship.

This...

This is...

"Young Long Xiaoyao~"

Lin Feng spoke in a playful, lazy tone.

"Did you drop this Light Ye Xishui, filled with sacred aura?"

Long Xiaoyao's body trembled violently.

It's like!

So much like!

Wasn't this exactly how she looked when he first saw her during the Continental High-Level Soul Master Academy Competition, that innocent and lively girl from the depths of his memory?

Back then, she was just like this, her eyes filled with a beautiful yearning for the world.

That was the first meeting he would never forget in his life.

For a moment, Long Xiaoyao almost blurted out an admission.

But...

He glanced at the "Light Ye Xishui" and then remembered the "her" who had just stepped into the basin with madness and determination in her eyes.

The beauty in memory was, after all, just memory.

He took a deep breath, suppressed the tremor in his heart, shook his head with difficulty, and replied in a hoarse voice.

"...No, it's not her."

Upon hearing this, Lin Feng's face revealed a playful smile.

"Oh?"

With a flick of his wrist, the "Light Ye Xishui" vanished like an illusion, falling back into the River Water.

Immediately after, he raised his fishing rod again.

"Swish!"

This time, what was reeled in was still a young-looking Ye Xishui.

It was the same face that could topple cities, but at this moment, her face carried a demonic allure. She was wearing a tight black dress that accentuated her fiery figure to perfection.

And emanating from her was an even more terrifying and purer evil aura than the current Ye Xishui!

That aura made Long Xiaoyao shiver!

"Then..."

Lin Feng's voice sounded again.

"Did you drop this 'Dark Ye Xishui'?"

Long Xiaoyao's face turned pale.

This Ye Xishui was undoubtedly closer to the her he knew now, even an ultimate amplified version of her inner desires and wicked thoughts.

But...

In Long Xiaoyao's mind, Ye Xishui's occasional vulnerability and dependence when facing him surfaced.

This "Dark Ye Xishui" before him was strong, alluring.

But ultimately, she was not the person he loved.

"...It's not her either."

Long Xiaoyao closed his eyes and gave a negative answer again.

Lin Feng chuckled and threw "Dark Ye Xishui" back into the river.

He raised his fishing rod for the third time.

"Swish."

This time, what was reeled in was no longer a young and beautiful woman.

But a withered, gray-haired old woman.

It was the original Ye Xishui who had just disappeared.

In terms of age, appearance, and strength, she was far inferior to the previous two.

However, the moment Long Xiaoyao saw her, his eyes, which had always suppressed his emotions, instantly welled up with uncontrollable love and pity.

Beauty fades, youth is no more.

But the bond etched into the soul will never change.

This was the woman who had accompanied him through a hundred years of storms.

This was the lover he would protect with his life.

"Young Long Xiaoyao~"

"Did you drop this Ye Xishui, who is neither young nor beautiful, and even very weak?"

Lin Feng's voice carried a hint of an inexplicable meaning.

This time, Long Xiaoyao didn't hesitate at all.

He opened his eyes, his gaze incredibly firm as he looked at the most real Ye Xishui, and nodded heavily.

"Yes!"

"It's her!"

One word, spoken with resounding force.

Hearing the answer, the smile on Lin Feng's face grew even brighter.

He snapped his fingers.

"Very good, as a reward for your honesty."

"These three Ye Xishui will all be given to you."

As soon as he finished speaking.

The mysterious small river and Lin Feng on the bluestone disappeared as suddenly as they had appeared, without any warning.

At the same time, the three Ye Xishui simultaneously landed on the floor of the room.

The original Ye Xishui shook her head, her eyes gradually regaining clarity.

As for Light Ye Xishui and Dark Ye Xishui, the moment they landed, terrifying light erupted from their eyes!

They moved almost simultaneously!

BOOM--!!!

With a deafening roar, the walls of the mansion were instantly torn apart by two vastly different, terrifying powers!

Two figures, one white and one black, shot towards the night sky of Mingdu, vanishing into the horizon in an instant.

That powerful Soul Power fluctuation, which flashed and disappeared, even its residual energy made Long Xiaoyao, a Limit Douluo, feel a tremor of fear!

He stared blankly at the two large holes blasted open, then looked at Ye Xishui beside him, who had a bewildered expression on her face. A wry smile involuntarily appeared on his lips.

Although he hadn't communicated with the other two Ye Xishui yet, just from the brief Soul Power fluctuation, combined with the contrast between Mu Xuan's personality and Mu En's personality, Long Xiaoyao knew that Light Ye Xishui and Dark Ye Xishui would definitely turn the entire Douluo upside down.

He wondered if the other two Ye Xishui also possessed talent in Soul Tools. If they did, then... this continent would likely face even greater despair.

Long Xiaoyao's gaze fell on Ye Xishui. The madness in Ye Xishui's eyes had not subsided, and the corner of her mouth curved into an arc. She had also felt the aura just now.

Go, go, and make this damned world as chaotic as possible!