Tang Wulin's Passive Trigger, Evil Soul Master's Surprise Attack, Dark Gold Dread

Chapter 27: Tang Wulin's Passive Triggered, Evil Soul Master Ambush, Darkgold Fearclaw and Shattered Space Light (4K)

Zhao Xuanzhen and Gu Yue gently rubbed their first-degree disabled ears. Two situations humans could not defend against: zero-frame startup and ultra-long wind-up!

Meeting two gazes that were practically spitting fire, Na'er quickly turned off the screen, put on an innocent and pitiful expression, and defended herself: "I've never watched this show before, who knew I could step on a landmine so accurately on that chaotic Soul Net!"

The two of them remained silent in tacit agreement, pressing in on Na'er from left and right. Na'er finally realized what a terrible mistake it was to sit in the middle—there was nowhere to hide!

Na'er was like a little silver-white dog sandwiched between two pitch-black vicious hounds. She swallowed hard, turned her head, and threw Zhao Xuanzhen a pleading look: "This is really my fault. I'm very sorry for hurting your eyes and ears. Give me a way out, okay?"

"What kind of way out do you want?"

Na'er raised one finger and said seriously: "You go to Heaven Dou City and order a milk tea. I'll punish myself by drinking one."

"Huh? Is that how you apologize?"

"Full sugar. I'll get fat and die from it!"

"... "

Zhao Xuanzhen leaned back slightly, his gaze passing over Na'er and landing on Gu Yue, who looked speechless. He spoke up: "Do me a favor. She's ticklish. Get her an early promotion to Core Disciple."

The moment she heard the words Core Disciple, Gu Yue's dark eyes lit up instantly. She rolled up her sleeves on the spot, revealing two snow-white lotus arms, and her sinful hands crept toward Na'er's armpits. Her tone was as cold as a verdict: "Repent!"

"Zhao Xuanzhen, you betrayed me!"

Na'er was horrified, accusing Zhao Xuanzhen of exposing her weakness. Then Gu Yue pressed in and ruthlessly subdued her. Na'er resisted stubbornly, their ink-black and silver-white long hair intertwining, mingling together like a breathtaking painting.

After a scuffle in the cramped space, Na'er laughed until she was limp. Gu Yue won with overwhelming advantage—after all, she was one of the victims, standing on the Moral High Ground and holding Na'er's weakness. Victory was inevitable!

Both girls' pretty faces were flushed with a charming peach red, their breathing somewhat heavy as they straightened their wrinkled clothes. The noise earlier had been quite loud; fortunately, the Mental Strength barrier had sealed off the sound and not disturbed the other passengers.

After the horseplay, the three returned to normal. Zhao Xuanzhen enjoyed the scenery along the way, Na'er switched back to her old habit of reading novels—the classic The Tyrant Angel Falls for Me—while Gu Yue sat quietly, browsing the classified information of the Spirit Pagoda she could access.

The Soul Guide Train sped along with the dusk, slicing the rosy clouds outside the window into fragments of golden light. The rails swayed rhythmically, drowsiness crept in, and Zhao Xuanzhen's eyelids gradually grew heavy.

The journey was about a third done, with still a considerable distance ahead. Zhao Xuanzhen rested his forearm on the edge of the window, propped his head on his hand, and planned to sleep for a while to recharge his fragile mental strength.

"Don't sleep leaning against the window. It's uncomfortable."

Sensing Zhao Xuanzhen's movement, Na'er gave a light hum, hooked her slender white fingers through her falling silver long hair, and swept it to the other side. The dim sunlight slanted through her hair, gilding every strand in brilliant gold. The waves of hair rippled, releasing a faint fragrance like gardenias wet with morning dew dropped into a sandalwood box.

"The wound of betrayal never heals, but King Na'er is kind and beautiful, so I'll take care of you, you sickly person.

Here, borrow half my shoulder."

Na'er turned Zhao Xuanzhen's forehead to rest against her shoulder, adjusted her sitting posture, and tried to make him sleep as comfortably as possible.

The young girl's body was warm and soft. Zhao Xuanzhen felt like he was leaning against warm fragrance and soft jade. With every breath, a light tremor came from beneath his forehead, and his nasal cavity was filled with the crisp, clear fragrance of broken citrus branches.

"Thanks."

"No thanks. You'll have to pay me back someday."

In a daze, Zhao Xuanzhen saw the butterfly shadow cast by Na'er's eyelashes, her ivory teeth lightly biting her red lips, which shimmered with a coral-colored watery sheen.

A moment later, Zhao Xuanzhen's breathing was long and steady. Na'er quietly tugged at her slipping clothes, making the fabric fit more snugly to cushion that clear, handsome side profile.

Looking down at the peaceful, sleeping face, Na'er's brows and eyes were full of tenderness. A sudden surge of maternal love welled up inside her. Then she turned to look at Gu Yue, whose expression was extremely complicated, and compressed her Mental Strength into a thread, transmitting her voice: "Actually, I like it when Zhao Xuanzhen falls into a brief period of weakness. That way, I can take care of him."

What a deep childhood bond. From an outsider's perspective, Gu Yue could feel the intimate relationship the two had cultivated since childhood. Her gaze was heavy and solemn.

Don't misunderstand—Gu Yue was by no means someone who gave up easily. On the contrary, she felt that snatching Zhao Xuanzhen from Na'er's hands was becoming more and more satisfying. A woman with an eagle's heart never fears a challenge!

The Soul Guide Train raced forward, heading for Heaven Dou City. Midway, a train attendant pushed a cart through carriage after carriage, selling snacks and drinks.

The attendant was a young woman, about twenty-four or twenty-five, with delicate features. Her well-tailored deep blue uniform outlined her curvaceous figure.

"Hello, I'd like a bottle of water."

A passenger in the row ahead of them stopped the attendant and handed over a fifty-Federation Coin bill. Just as the attendant was making change, Gu Yue, sitting on the outermost side, suddenly frowned. Four men in black emerged from the front and back of the carriage, their auras unambiguously locking onto the smiling attendant.

"Looks like trouble."

Gu Yue patted Na'er's thigh.

"You handle it. Don't let them disturb Zhao Xuanzhen's sleep." Na'er said lazily, "Go for it. I support you!"

Gu Yue rolled her eyes beautifully, turned her head, and didn't want to bother with Na'er. In a trio, there's always one sucker, and she was the hard-luck sucker!

The men in black caught the signal from their companion to act and simultaneously lunged at the attendant. Soul Power Fluctuations spread out. All four were Soul Masters—two with one ring, two with two rings!

This was an organized, premeditated attack, and the target was the seemingly ordinary train attendant!

Four crystal-clear ice spikes materialized, exuding bone-chilling cold. The two-ring Soul Masters were startled and immediately released their soul skills to resist. The one-ring Soul Masters naturally lacked that reaction speed. The ice spikes instantly pierced through the feet of the two one-ring Soul Masters, and screams echoed throughout the entire carriage!

The sudden attack sparked panic among the passengers, cries rising one after another!

"Who are you?!"

The attendant quickly stood up, holding a Soul Guide Ray Gun, and shouted loudly.

"This carriage has soul masters..."

A two-ring soul master stared gloomily at Gu Yue. The little girl radiated soul power fluctuations, but her soul power was weak, only at level twenty-one. Both of them were level twenty-five Soul Grand Masters. Taking her down two against one would be no problem!

With that thought, he dropped the pretense and said openly, "Mo Lan, we've been watching you for a long time. Tell your father to release the batch of people he caught in Heaven Dou City three months ago! Otherwise, you and everyone on this train will die!"

Train attendant Mo Lan gripped her Soul Guide Ray Gun tightly. Her father was the Heaven Dou City Governor, Federal Representative Mo Wu—an ordinary man with immense power.

As the daughter of an ordinary person, Mo Lan had failed to awaken innate soul power. She didn't become a pampered noblewoman indulging in pleasure, nor did she use her father's influence to enter business or politics. Instead, she resolutely chose to work at the grassroots level, becoming a humble train attendant.

Her choice to blend with the masses was noble, but Mo Lan overlooked her bond with her father. Being a train attendant meant a lack of security. Once her identity was uncovered, ruthless criminals directly targeted her as a weak point against Mo Wu!

"Father arrested evil soul masters. Releasing them would bring endless trouble!" Mo Lan thought to herself. "But these innocent passengers on the train..."

This group dared to attack, proving they had no fear of the train's security. Calling for the Mecha Brigade's support would take time, and with hundreds of lives at stake, the brigade couldn't storm the carriage. Mo Lan was caught in a dilemma.

The next second, someone made the decision for her!

Gu Yue!

Blathering on about what? Take my Elemental Combination Skill!

Her first soul ring lit up. Indigo Wind Element merged with Scarlet Red Fire Element, condensing into fireballs of mingled blue and red. Wind fueled fire, fire borrowed wind's might—the wind and fire elements created an effect greater than the sum of their parts!

"Boom—"

The Silver Dragon King's inherited Elemental Control needed no elaboration. Fireballs blasted the evil soul masters, scorching flames erupting and charring their skin black. Then hidden wind blades howled out, piercing the brittle shells and savagely cutting through their bodies!

During this attack, Gu Yue considerately raised two earth walls to shield the children from the fire's aftermath and the bloody scene!

Four evil soul masters collapsed, drenched in blood. The only one whose martial soul enhanced his physical body barely held on, trembling as he shouted into his chest radio, "Team Two, Team Three, Mo Lan is in Carriage Number Seven! Come support!"

"Copy! Copy!"

"No, we have six here..."

Team Two replied promptly. Team Three's words cut off mid-sentence, leaving only crackling static.

Mo Lan displayed psychological fortitude beyond ordinary people. She grabbed her radio and said calmly, "Report to the Train Captain: at least three groups of evil soul masters are on the train. One group in Carriage Number Seven has been eliminated. The remaining two are approaching Carriage Number Seven! Everyone, open the Emergency Armory, arm yourselves, and stay calm. Don't alarm the passengers!"

After speaking, Mo Lan bowed solemnly to Gu Yue. "Miss Soul Master, thank you for your help!"

"Mm."

Gu Yue nodded indifferently, standing tall in the center of the carriage, quietly awaiting the next wave of evil soul masters.

"Brothers, kill her!"

Within a minute, two evil soul masters charged in. Both were two-ring Soul Grand Masters. The moment they appeared, Gu Yue, Mo Lan, and even Na'er felt a jolt at their temples. The two men were clutching High-Explosive Soul Tool Incendiary Bombs, already timed to detonate!

Bomb-type soul tools were terrifying beyond measure. The Ninth Rank Fixed Soul Tool Cannonball remained a military superweapon to this day, and the three Godslayer Soul Tool Bombs, pinnacles of an era's technological mastery, were the ultimate authority among authorities!

"I can't believe this!" Na'er fumed. She'd finally been enjoying a warm moment—why was fate so cruel!

Steadying Zhao Xuanzhen, Na'er charged at the evil soul masters. Her pupils contracted, silver radiance spilling from the corners of her eyes like starlight. Fine cracks appeared in the air, the void crushed inch by inch by an invisible force.

The evil soul master's bone blade was about to strike, his eye sockets glowing with eerie will-o'-the-wisps frozen in place. Na'er's eyes shot a beam of light, like countless spiraling silver threads, leaving spiderweb-like spatial cracks in its wake. The fissures devoured light, twisting the evil soul master's terrified expression into a distorted black-and-white silent film.

External Soul Bone Evil Eye, Shattered Space Light!

That Evil Eye Tyrant was originally an Evil Emperor Descendant, a noble pure Mental System soul beast. When its cultivation broke through a thousand years, its bloodline reawakened, comprehending Spatial Power. The Evil Eye Soul Bone inherited spatial power, merging with Na'er's own mental and spatial attributes to birth this Shattered Space Light!

Space and mind—two attributes notoriously hard to defend against. And since evil soul masters cultivated by devouring life, their minds were often chaotic. Shattered Space Light struck with lethal precision, two fine heads exploding into blood flowers!

Following Na'er's lead, Gu Yue teleported to the evil soul masters' corpses. Silver light flashed, and the two girls coordinated their Spatial Power, sending the High-Explosive Incendiary Bombs to a distant high altitude outside the carriage. The explosion roared violently!

With the bomb threat neutralized, the two girls instinctively glanced at each other, then turned away in perfect sync. Gu Yue grumbled, "Meddler. I could have handled it alone."

Na'er pouted. "What if you messed up? Would we have to go up in flames with you?"

"Hmph—"

Cooperation was cooperation, but bickering couldn't be skipped. With no external enemies, the two Silver Dragon King Half Bodies regarded each other as mortal foes!

"Damn it... You ruined my plan!"

A furious voice rang through the carriage. A passenger in a row of three seats suddenly stood up, his body swelling as three soul rings—two yellow, one purple—rose beneath him!

A three-ring Evil Soul Venerable, martial soul Skeleton!

The Skeleton Soul Elder was the real mastermind. Three months ago, Heaven Dou City had arrested a batch of evil soul masters, including the Skeleton Soul Elder's own brother. Today's attack was planned to use Mo Lan to threaten Mo Wu into releasing his brother. Who would have thought two little girls would ruin it!

"Third Soul Skill, Death Claw!"

The Skeleton Soul Elder's hands turned into white bones, exuding a dreadful death aura. Hidden among the passengers, he had witnessed Na'er and Gu Yue's formidable combat power. Even with an extra soul ring, he wasn't confident he could defeat them both.

So this Death Claw wasn't foolishly aimed at them, nor at the easily handled Mo Lan. To make the two girls hesitate, he decisively targeted Zhao Xuanzhen, who looked pale and had been sleeping on Na'er's shoulder!

Fight below, attack the mind first. Capture the companions you protect and value—that's the smart villain boss's way!

"Oh, this..."

Na'er and Gu Yue sniffled, their pretty faces showing profound respect!

That Evil Soul Master is something else!

The Death Claw reached toward Zhao Xuanzhen, a ferocious grin twisting across the Skeleton Soul Elder's face. The next moment, he saw a pair of pitch-black pupils, as if hiding a boundless starry sky, their depth piercing straight into the soul, drawing it in!

A dragon roar-like howl burst from Zhao Xuanzhen's palms as his ten fingers spread wide. Ten claw shadows wreathed in Darkgold Flowing Light tore through the air!

The left and right palm bones of the Darkgold Fearclaw Bear, attached soul skills—Darkgold Fearclaw!

The chest armor forged from the fused spines of over a hundred humans shattered as the Darkgold Fearclaw pierced through the bone armor. Deep purple bone marrow sprayed from ten punctures, and the screech of torn air only now belatedly rippled outward.

The wind pressure from Zhao Xuanzhen's withdrawing palms lifted the Skeleton Soul Elder's robes. The latter slowly lowered his head, his soul power flickering, revealing a hollow hole through his chest. The residual Darkgold light along the edges madly ravaged along the bone patterns.

Evil Soul Power seeped from the bone gaps, trying to repair itself, but upon touching the remnants of the Darkgold Fearclaw's force, it let out a mournful wail like a baby's cry.

"Meeting an Evil Soul Master on the train... that shouldn't be my character setting..."

Zhao Xuanzhen shook off the bone marrow dripping from his fingertips, softly murmuring as he watched the Skeleton Soul Elder crash to his knees.

Just a few days of rest, and even if Lao Zhen were in a wheelchair or bedridden, he could still handle an Evil Soul Venerable with one hand!

In Zhao Xuanzhen's inherent understanding, an Evil Soul Venerable was trash. An Evil Soul King, though, required some caution—the brutal lessons of Douluo S2 Season were still fresh in his mind!

Mo Lan jogged over, endlessly grateful: "Thank you, three Soul Masters, for eliminating this threat for the people. Otherwise, who knows how big this incident would have blown up!"

"Just a small favor," Na'er said with a grin. "There's another batch of Evil Soul Masters, right? We'll go take care of them along the way."

"You three don't need to act," Mo Lan said gratefully. "News just came in—Soul Emperor Wu Changkong and Soul Master Tang Wulin have already dealt with the attackers on the other side."

Zhao Xuanzhen raised an eyebrow. Who? The Train Killer!

Tang Wulin, you set us up!