Douluo: Poisonous Tongue, Loves Telling the Truth

Xia Ran did not possess the Blue Silver Emperor soul ring or soul bone, so he did not know what Ah Yin was trying to express at this moment.

He only saw Tang Hao, a rough man, yank the grass stem off with a few quick tugs, even tearing away several blades of grass in the process.

"Lord Envoy! I entrust Ah Yin to you!"

Tang Hao held up Ah Yin and the lead box, presenting them respectfully to Xia Ran.

With a thought, Xia Ran received them into his storage space.

This scene left Tang Hao astonished once again: it had vanished in an instant! The methods of the Envoy were truly remarkable; even as a conscious Blue Silver Emperor, she was whisked away into another space in the blink of an eye.

Ignoring Tang Hao's reaction, Xia Ran turned around first, leaving him with nothing but his back.

"Go! For the sake of your grandfather, I will ensure it takes human form as soon as possible."

"Do not disappoint my expectations when that time comes!"

His voice, still laced with the Laws of Darkness, echoed in Tang Hao's ears with an aura of majesty.

It was unclear which of Xia Ran's words had struck a chord, but it had ignited Tang Hao's determination to seek atonement.

It seemed that Tang Hao would now deviate from the original plot, finding a way to return to the Clear Sky Sect and begin his path of redemption ahead of schedule.

Xia Ran's figure flickered, vanishing into the dark of the night.

The pitch-black forest returned to silence; a few insects tentatively chirped, followed by a chorus of more insect sounds...

Back in his room, Xia Ran took the Blue Silver Emperor out of his storage space. The moment he touched the grass, the system notification sounded as expected.

[System Mission: Break up Ah Yin and Tang Hao]

[Mission Details: Tang Hao colluded with the Martial Soul Hall to scheme and force Ah Yin to sacrifice herself, and then placed the Blue Silver Emperor grass seed in a secluded cave, all just to make Tang San awaken the Blue Silver Emperor martial soul. Such ugly hypocrisy does not deserve Ah Yin's pure love.]

[Mission Goal: Host must expose Tang Hao's hypocritical mask and make Ah Yin realize his true nature. The higher Ah Yin's resentment toward Tang Hao, the more generous the rewards the Host will receive.]

The smile at the corner of his mouth widened; Xia Ran's joy at this moment was self-evident.

In just one day, he had obtained a system, bound himself to Zhu Zhuqing and Xiao Wu, and now, he had tricked Tang Hao into delivering a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone and Ah Yin to him.

One has to admit, when a person's luck turns, they truly soar to the heavens. (Much like the dear readers in front of the screen, who might just win a million-dollar jackpot one day.)

Xia Ran had grown up in an ordinary family, his parents both farmers, and he had assumed he would only ever be an ordinary person.

It wasn't until he awakened his Mysterious Cat martial soul and Innate Full Soul Power that he saw the meaning behind his transmigration.

The soul master who came to awaken him happened to be Flender, who was traveling the continent.

From then on, Xia Ran joined Shrek. Relying on the boost the dark of night provided to his Mysterious Cat martial soul cultivation, he reached the rank of Soul Ancestor by age 12 and absorbed the fourth ring from a 9,700-year-old Phantom Cat.

Now, having obtained the system and the Hundred Thousand Year Blue Silver Emperor Right Leg Bone, he could be said to possess the bearing of the invincible.

"A mere Tang Hao—if he dares to ambush me with spiritual power today, he would dare to destroy the continent tomorrow! Watch me maintain peace on the continent and eradicate evil soul masters!"

Fixing his gaze on the heavy lead box, Xia Ran opened a corner of it.

Pure life energy rushed out, wrapping his entire body in a warm, cozy sensation.

He had underestimated the aura contained within a hundred-thousand-year soul bone; such a release would surely be detected by those old monsters.

Xia Ran quickly covered it and tucked it back into his storage space.

Merging with a soul bone could not be rushed; at the very least, he needed to find a place where no one else was around, and whether he should even merge with this soul bone remained to be considered.

[Hundred Thousand Year Blue Silver Emperor Right Leg Bone]

[Soul Bone Skill: Wildfires cannot destroy it; it grows again with the spring breeze.]

[Soul Bone Skill: Flight]

In the entire Douluo Continent, even hundred-thousand-year soul beasts were few and far between, let alone a hundred-thousand-year soul bone!

Clearly, the Blue Silver Emperor did not align with the attributes of his own martial soul, but the soul skills it provided were extremely powerful.

Once any soul ring or soul bone reached the hundred-thousand-year level, it underwent a qualitative change.

However, if he had the system, it seemed it wouldn't be impossible to obtain other hundred-thousand-year soul bones.

Caught between tangled thoughts and excitement, Xia Ran drifted through the rest of the night in a daze...

The next day, Xia Ran, sporting dark circles under his eyes, boiled two soul beast eggs for himself in his room, along with some leftover roasted meat from the day before.

Finally, he boiled a pot of hot water, settling for a simple meal.

Meanwhile, in the cafeteria, everyone looked at one another, their faces filled with disbelief.

Ning Rongrong picked up the bland white porridge, her brows knitting together into a deep frown.

The wealthiest little princess in the world had lived a life of luxury since childhood; she had only ever heard of white porridge in novels.

Was she expected to eat this every morning from now on? This was a hardship she didn't have to endure; she would rather go straight back to living her life as a young miss.

"Is Xia Ran not coming to eat?"

For some reason, Ning Rongrong suddenly thought of that guy.

She really wanted to see what he looked like eating white porridge!

Seeing that no one answered her, Oscar took up the conversation.

He had shaved his beard and styled his hair this morning, making him look much more pleasing to the eye than yesterday; upon closer inspection, he was actually quite handsome.

However, hindered by that kick from yesterday, he now felt a slight resistance toward Ning Rongrong.

"He has his own food supply. I don't know where that guy gets his money, but he eats really well every day."

"Oh? How well?"

Ning Rongrong suddenly appeared very interested, thinking that with such great strength, how could he possibly eat nothing but these unnutritious things every day?

Having grown up in the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, she had eaten countless delicacies and naturally knew that many foods could accelerate soul power cultivation; some top-tier ingredients could even directly increase one's soul power upon consumption.

"I'm not too sure, but he probably has soul beast meat with every meal!"

Upon hearing the word "meat," Ning Rongrong's eyes lit up.

She truly couldn't stand things like plain porridge. If a soul master ate no differently than an ordinary person at every meal, what was the point of becoming a soul master?

She immediately began to act spoiled.

"Oscar, take me to find him! I want to see what he's eating!"

"I really can't stomach this plain porridge!"

Oscar was no match for her tactics; with that angelic face putting on a coquettish display, his brain was directly hijacked by his visual system.

What did a kick or two matter? If he could see this sight every day, he would be happy to take as many kicks as she wanted.

"Alright, I'll take you there right now."

Chapter 11: The Little Witch Ning Rongrong

"Zhuqing, Xiao Wu, do you want to come along?"

Ning Rongrong didn't forget to call out to the two girls.

But Tang San pressed a hand on Xiao Wu beside him, his meaning clear: he wasn't letting her go.

Seeing this, Zhu Zhuqing hesitated for a moment before also declining the invitation.

Dai Mubai glared at her in annoyance, but he was completely ignored.

These people usually ate the same food, and while Zhu Zhuqing was similar to Ning Rongrong, she didn't care much for such gluttonous desires.

Thinking back to how she had blushed when Xia Ran looked back at her yesterday, Zhu Zhuqing felt a bit embarrassed.

In the end, only Oscar and Ning Rongrong went toward Xia Ran's residence.

From a distance, Ning Rongrong saw an exquisite wooden house; just by its appearance, it was far superior to her shabby dormitory, and the scent of roasted meat was constantly wafting from inside.

"Why does he get to live so well on his own!"

After a brief comparison, Ning Rongrong felt very indignant.

They were all living at Shrek Academy, so why were they the only ones living in such squalor?

"Because he hired people to build that himself."

Oscar felt a bit helpless. In truth, the academy's dormitories only looked a bit run-down, but they weren't exactly leaking wind or rain.

All in all, they were livable.

But ever since he enrolled, Xia Ran had been living here.

He had visited Xia Ran's room a few times, and it was filled with all sorts of strange and curious furniture.

It would be a lie to say he wasn't envious, but who told them to be poor?

Inside the room, Xia Ran was eating a bite of meat followed by a bite of egg, washing it down with hot water whenever it felt too dry.

Although it wasn't exactly a feast, if one were to maintain this standard alone every day, an average soul master family really couldn't afford it.

Just as he was eating with gusto, there was a sudden knock at the door.

As soon as he opened the door, Ning Rongrong rushed in impatiently.

"Wow! It smells so good~"

"Why are you guys here?"

Oscar didn't dare to enter the room rashly, but he swallowed a mouthful of saliva. They had eaten things Xia Ran made before; he didn't know what kind of seasonings he used, but any food that passed through his hands was simply intoxicatingly fragrant.

It could be said that there wasn't a second person on the entire continent who could cook better than Xia Ran.

"Rongrong insisted on coming to see what you were eating..."

Ning Rongrong, standing to the side, walked straight into the room and followed the scent directly to the roasted beast leg on Xia Ran's dining table.

"Xia Ran, let me have a bite, okay? I can pay you."

Smelling the meat mixed with spices, she was almost drooling.

Looking at the girl's gluttonous expression, Xia Ran was a bit surprised, but he didn't refuse her outright.