Meeting Ning Rongrong! Chen Xin Takes Action

Under the other party's grateful gaze, he bid his final farewells.

A moment later, Chen Xing departed from the Blue Silver Forest.

He activated his second soul skill, sprinting toward the forest's outer perimeter at the same speed he had arrived.

This trip had concluded perfectly; not only had he evolved his martial soul, but he had also raised his soul power to level 32 and obtained a very useful Hextech.

On the way back to the town, Chen Xing pulled up his system panel.

He discovered that yesterday's Solitary Bamboo soul ring had transformed into a Diamond Mammoth soul ring, and the soul skill effect had changed accordingly.

His line of reasoning was correct: as long as this soul ring randomized into the soul ring of another soul beast, once he fused it into his second martial soul, it would awaken the corresponding martial soul.

Thinking of this, the corners of his mouth curled upward.

If he filled all nine slots, it would be equivalent to refreshing them nine times every day; over 365 days a year, that would be 3,285 times.

No matter how many types of soul beasts there were on the Douluo Continent, after a few years, it should eventually randomize a few god-level martial souls for him.

He wasn't asking for anything too overpowered—something like the Heavenly Snow Woman or the Beast God Di Tian would suffice!

Once he awakened a god-level martial soul in the future, would a god come looking for him directly...

As he was calculating the future of his second martial soul, a scream suddenly echoed from afar.

Through his communication with the Blue Silver Grass, Chen Xing discovered it was a lone little girl.

Driven by curiosity, he decided to go take a look.

After a few leaps, he arrived atop a large tree.

Sure enough, a girl in a green dress, about his age, was kneeling beside a tree.

In front of her was a large red snake, flicking its tongue, looking as if it were about to launch an attack.

This person... couldn't be Ning Rongrong, could she!

She was simply... too recognizable.

The little girl's green dress looked expensive, her hair was meticulously groomed, and she wore a glazed hairpin.

It was hard not to notice that the other party was very wealthy!

As he sighed, the giant snake seemed to sense that the target posed no threat; it opened its blood-red maw and lunged straight at her.

"Oh no!"

[Second Soul Skill: Purple Bamboo Sword Domain]

[Third Soul Skill: Purple Bamboo Sword Slash]

Chen Xing was standing on a tree trunk at the time. Seeing the attack, he pushed off with both legs, launching himself toward the ground.

Mid-air, he utilized the flight skill of the Blue Silver Emperor Spirit Bone to boost his speed further, rushing toward the giant snake.

"Get out of the way!"

The Purple Imperial Bamboo was enveloped in soul power, forming a sharp sword qi. Just as he was about to strike the giant snake's body, another, far more terrifying fluctuation of soul power suddenly surged from across from him.

The sword-shaped soul power, carrying withered leaves with it, sliced the soul beast in half at the waist, yet its momentum remained undiminished as it surged straight toward Chen Xing's face.

"Wait... I..."

The gray sword light rapidly expanded in his vision.

In the second before his consciousness faded, he only remembered raising the Purple Imperial Bamboo to block...

On the other side.

A middle-aged man with silver hair held a long sword, hurriedly flying into the center of the clearing.

The person who arrived was none other than Sword Douluo: Chen Xin!

He had originally brought Ning Rongrong out to hunt for soul rings today, but because she was playful, she had become separated from him.

By the time he found her, a giant snake had already set its sights on her.

Fortunately, Chen Xin arrived in time, eliminating the threat with a single sword strike.

However, he hadn't expected that on the other side of the giant snake, there was a young boy who had tried to help.

In his haste, this sword strike not only severed the giant snake at the waist, but its residual energy had also struck the boy.

Ignoring Ning Rongrong for the moment, Chen Xin went directly to the boy's side.

He looked to be about ten years old and was currently completely unconscious, having lost all awareness.

He saw that from the boy's shoulder to his ribs, his clothes had been completely shredded, revealing the skin underneath, which was a bloody mess.

He hurriedly took various medicinal herbs from his storage soul tool, found some that could heal wounds, and stuffed them into the boy's mouth.

But the boy had completely lost consciousness and was unable to swallow.

In his desperation, he thought of a healing soul master.

"Rongrong! Come here quickly, we must find a healing soul master immediately, otherwise this kid might not live much longer."

As he spoke, Chen Xin injected soul power into the boy's body to stabilize his injuries while ushering Ning Rongrong onto his flying sword, heading toward the outskirts of the forest.

Logically, he shouldn't be this concerned about the life or death of an ordinary person, but this scene was unfolding right before Ning Rongrong's eyes.

Her personality was already willful and spoiled enough; if she were to see him strike down a kind-hearted person who wanted to help, and then ignore whether they lived or died, there was no telling what kind of values this little demoness might develop in the future.

They usually spoiled this little princess, but they were not incapable of distinguishing right from wrong.

Besides, the whole incident was indeed his own mistake...

On the flying sword.

Ning Rongrong was too frightened by the scene before her to speak, knowing full well that she was the one who had caused the trouble.

If she hadn't wandered out of the range of Chen Xin's spiritual power on her own, this incident would never have happened.

In Chen Xin's arms, the boy's breathing was as thin as a thread, his face deathly pale, and blood had soaked through both of their clothes.

This was her first time encountering such a scene, and she couldn't help but lose her composure.

"Sword Grandpa, Rongrong knows she was wrong! From now on, Rongrong will never be playful again!"

"He won't die, right!"

"Sword Grandpa, you must save him!"

Seeing the little princess show such an expression for the first time, Chen Xin felt quite gratified.

In this way, the boy's injuries hadn't been suffered in vain.

Tiantou City.

Ye Clan.

A few candles lit the dim room.

A boy lay quietly on the bed with his upper body bare, his breathing steady.

The wounds on his body had already vanished, and his complexion had regained some color, though he remained in a coma.

Level 82 Healing-type Soul Douluo: Ye Lanyi.

Martial Soul: Nine Heart Begonia.

It was only after Chen Xin personally requested her aid and she unleashed her Martial Soul Avatar that the boy was pulled back from the gates of death.

With the addition of the recovery skill from the Blue Silver Emperor Spirit Bone, his condition had finally been stabilized.

In the courtyard, Sword Douluo bowed to thank Ye Lanyi.

"Many thanks, Clan Head Ye!"

"If there is ever anything you need from this old man in the future, I will certainly give it my all."

Ye Lanyi wore a pale yellow dress, her brows revealing a gentle and graceful temperament.

Her every gesture made one feel a sense of intimacy, and she smiled softly.

"You are too polite, Your Excellency Sword Douluo."

"Saving lives and healing the wounded has always been the philosophy my Ye Clan has upheld for many years."

"When it comes down to it, this little fellow has a tenacious will to survive. If it were anyone else, I fear the outcome would have been grim!"

Hearing her say this, Chen Xin was also quite surprised.

The boy was clearly around the same age as Rongrong, and although he was a bit taller, he had actually survived a sword strike delivered in his moment of panic.

Even though that soul beast had acted as a buffer, it was truly miraculous...

"Clan Head Ye, in your opinion, is there something strange about this boy?"

When Ye Lanyi heard this, a flicker of imperceptible evasion flashed through her eyes.

But on the surface, she replied calmly.

"I cannot say for sure. We will only know everything once this boy wakes up and we ask him ourselves."