Gotta Say, My Wu-Baby's Long Legs Are Killer!

"Excellent. Our grandchildren are indeed one to three years older than Sword Douluo's grandson. Even if Sword Douluo said the difference couldn't exceed three years, winning like that would still be rather dishonorable."

The other Douluo all voiced their agreement. "Besides, Demon Subduing Douluo's granddaughter is indeed quite impressive. She became a Soul Elder before the age of twelve. Becoming a Titled Douluo is only a matter of time."

"Since that's the case, let Demon Subduing Douluo give it a try first." Qian Daoliu made the final decision.

Within Demon Subduing Douluo's family.

"Grandpa, I can really go out now?"

Demon Subduing Douluo's granddaughter, Ling Yue, lit up with excitement.

That's right, Demon Subduing Douluo's surname was Ling, and his given name was Mo. His granddaughter, Ling Yue, was a wheat-skinned girl with shoulder-length short hair.

"Silly girl, when have I ever lied to you?" Seeing the light in his granddaughter's eyes, Demon Subduing Douluo's sharp features softened slightly. "Making you cultivate bitterly in the family's secret realm these past few years wasn't for nothing. Your Soul Power has now reached level thirty-three. It's time for you to go out and gain experience. Only then can you truly broaden your horizons."

Ling Yue nodded vigorously, her shoulder-length hair swaying softly with the motion. Excitement brought a healthy flush to her wheat-colored cheeks.

She clenched her fists, her face brimming with joy. "I knew Grandpa loved me the most! Once I'm out there, I'll definitely be like Grandpa and use the Coiling Dragon Staff to display the Ling Family's might!"

"Oh? You certainly talk big." Demon Subduing Douluo raised a brow and deliberately put on a stern face. "But you must be careful as well. Since he's Sword Douluo's grandson, his talent and backing shouldn't be lacking either. It'll depend on which of you is more cautious."

"I'm not afraid at all. I, Ling Yue, am destined to become a female Douluo as powerful as the Pope!" Ling Yue declared, her fists clenched and her gaze firm.

"Good."

Demon Subduing Douluo smiled approvingly.

"Second Grandpa, Sister Yue."

At that moment, a youth who looked to be around fifteen knocked on the door and entered, greeting the two of them.

"Ling Kun, why are you here?"

Demon Subduing Douluo looked at the youth, confusion in his eyes.

"I called him here."

Another figure entered behind the youth—it was Thousand Jun Douluo. Looking at Demon Subduing Douluo, he said, "Yue is still a girl. It isn't safe for her to travel alone, so I've decided to have Ling Kun accompany her."

"First, to protect Yue. Second, to see whether that brat tries any tricks."

"This..."

Demon Subduing Douluo pondered for a moment before nodding. "Fine, we'll do that."

"I don't want that! I want to go alone!"

Ling Yue said unhappily, "Brother Kun is like an old nanny. He won't allow this or that. Going with him would be worse than going with you, Grandpa."

"..."

Ling Kun's mouth twitched. He was such a cool guy, and she was calling him an old nanny?

Still, she was his beloved little sister, so whatever.

"Enough. Your Brother Kun is only doing it for your own good. Does Grandpa not know what kind of temperament you have? You fear neither heaven nor earth and cause trouble everywhere. Kun, keep a close eye on your sister," Demon Subduing Douluo said, glaring fiercely at his granddaughter.

"Don't worry, Second Grandpa. As long as I'm here, no one will be able to hurt Sister Yue." Ling Kun was completely devoted to his little sister.

And so, the next day, Ling Kun set off toward Shrek Academy with his sister and the letter of challenge.

What he didn't know was that the greatest nightmare of his life awaited him.

At a restaurant before the Star Dou Great Forest.

"Ah, that feels good~"

After eating and drinking his fill, Chen Lang leaned back in his chair and gently rubbed his stomach, his gaze gradually turning vacant.

Don't get any strange ideas—he hadn't been possessed. He was simply in a food coma.

A food coma was when someone, after eating their fill, unconsciously stared at some spot while their mind went blank.

"Lang Ge, what kind of soul beasts would you recommend for my third Soul Ring?"

Ma Hongjun, likewise rubbing his bulging belly, asked Chen Lang curiously.

"There are two directions."

Chen Lang returned to normal and looked at Ma Hongjun. "The first is to absorb Soul Rings from all kinds of fire-attribute soul beasts. That way, you'll be able to wield the power of different flames."

"The second is to find a soul beast with Phoenix bloodline, obtain its Soul Ring, and improve the purity of your Martial Soul's flame."

"Lang Ge, I don't understand any of that. Just tell me which one will make me stronger, and I'll choose that." Ma Hongjun twisted his butt, scratched his head, and spoke.

"Then choose the first one. When the time comes, fuse all kinds of flames into a fire that belongs to you alone—become Emperor Flame!" After considering it for a moment, Chen Lang gave his answer.

This was a path he had suggested based on Xiao Yan's route.

The second option was more conservative, but when his evil fire erupted, the success rate of Rebirth from Flames would be higher.

"Alright, then I'll choose the first one and fuse my own Emperor Flame!" Ma Hongjun said expectantly.

"Lang Ge, what about me? What about me?" Oscar asked eagerly.

"Your first soul skill restores, and your second soul skill can detoxify. For your third soul skill, find a soul beast capable of flight. It can protect you and also help everyone escape in dangerous situations, improving mobility."

Chen Lang felt there was no need to change anything for Oscar. He could simply follow the original route; after all, he could inherit the God of Cookery's title.

"Alright!"

Oscar pondered for a moment after hearing that, then immediately nodded, finding the suggestion excellent.

"Huo Wu, slow down..."

At that moment, a group of boys and girls around fifteen or sixteen entered from outside. Among them, an exceptionally beautiful girl with a fiery figure skipped inside, while a youth around 1.78 meters tall followed behind her, reminding her to be careful.

"I know, I know. I'm starving to death, aren't I?"

The girl named Huo Wu had dark-red, wavy hair that fell all the way to her waist, a fair face, delicate features, and large eyes that gleamed with a faint silver light.

The moment she entered, many soul masters kept staring at her exquisite features and the long, pale legs beneath her skirt.

Chen Lang was among them.

The corners of his lips rose slightly as he muttered inwardly, I didn't expect to meet my Wu-baby this early. Gotta say, those long legs and those big waves really have flavor.

"This is my younger sister, Huo Wu. You'd best keep your eyes to yourselves, or I won't mind gouging them out." Huo Wushuang immediately announced his identity, his cold gaze sweeping across everyone present.

Upon hearing Huo Wushuang's name, students from several ordinary academies immediately turned away, afraid of drawing his attention.

Huo Wushuang nodded in satisfaction, until he spotted a brat dressed in black brocade. As though he hadn't heard a word Huo Wushuang had said, the boy was still staring fixedly at his sister.

Huo Wushuang's expression changed. He strode over, blocking Chen Lang's line of sight, and said coldly:

"Brat, did you not hear me, or are you blind?"