Who is he?

"Pfft!" Bu Le was caught off guard.

But he still managed to dodge the fatal blow, though the sword sliced his hand clean off.

Blood flowed all over the ground.

"Ah! My hand!"

Bu Le's scream sounded exceptionally harsh in the silent alley.

"You two little brats, daring to ambush your grandpa!"

Ye Yuan swung his sword again, charging toward Bu Le.

"You have committed countless evils; you deserve to die!"

Bu Le clutched his wound, trying to find a way to stop the bleeding.

"You two little brats who haven't even reached level 30 think you can play the hero?"

"Once I finish you off, I'll have my way with this girl right in front of you!"

In Bu Le's eyes, two soul masters in their twenties trying to kill a soul master over level 40 was nothing but a pipe dream.

The gap in strength between each rank of soul master was massive.

Not to mention the gap of two major realms.

Bu Le immediately circulated his soul power, "Martial Soul, Heavenly Net Double Cover!"

Ning Rongrong looked at Bu Le with eyes full of disdain; it was one thing to be lecherous, but she hadn't expected his martial soul to be so unsightly as well.

"Fourth soul skill, Shadow Domain!"

The area around Ning Rongrong and Ye Yuan was instantly shrouded in darkness.

Bu Le disappeared into the Shadow Domain.

"I am invincible within this Shadow Domain!"

"Just wait to die!" Bu Le's voice echoed continuously from all directions.

Ye Yuan and Ning Rongrong immediately stood back-to-back, "Little Rongrong!"

Ning Rongrong nodded, "I know!"

"Second soul skill, Agility Boost!"

The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda instantly emitted a blue light, which merged into Ye Yuan's body.

Ye Yuan closed his eyes tightly.

He said in a steady tone, "Bu Le, this is my second soul skill, Demon Suppressor!"

"Today, I, Ye Yuan, shall use this three-foot blade to suppress and kill you, a demon of the mortal world, right here!"

In an instant, Bu Le's Shadow Domain was replaced by a blue light sword formation.

And Bu Le's figure emerged once again.

The calmness from earlier had vanished from Bu Le's face.

Today was undoubtedly the most shocking day of his life.

A soul master actually possessed a domain skill while only at level 20-something!

Bu Le's Shadow Domain was not a true domain skill, but a pseudo-domain skill that only allowed him to hide in the darkness.

It had no other offensive means and could only be used to continuously cast control skills in the dark before launching sneak attacks.

But the skill this kid in front of him used was a genuine domain skill!

One had to know that in the history of the Douluo Continent, even the most talented individuals only obtained domain skills at level 80.

The person who managed to obtain a domain skill at level 80 did so by relying on bloodline inheritance.

Even a bloodline-inherited domain only fully manifested upon reaching level 80!

Furthermore, it wasn't a matter of the higher your level, the more likely you were to obtain one.

It was something only a very small number of geniuses could possess in their later stages.

In other words, this was something that could be sought but never found!

That was why most Title Douluo on the Douluo Continent did not possess domain skills!

Ning Rongrong, standing to the side, was no less stunned.

Her own Sword Grandpa, Chen Xin, had only obtained the Sword God Domain at level 95.

He had even told her that a domain was generally impossible for a low-level soul master to possess.

At the very least, soul masters below level 70 were unable to comprehend domain skills.

Yet, the Ye Yuan before her had actually broken this convention!

"You... who exactly are you!"

"State your name!"

Bu Le panicked. He was merely a Control-type Spirit Master, and he held no advantage against a Spirit Master with a Sword Martial Soul like Ye Yuan.

Of course, this reason alone was not enough to make Bu Le feel fear.

He had just felt a wave of dizziness wash over him.

This kid's sword was poisoned, and the toxicity was extremely potent!

He had to avoid the sharp edge for now and wait until he reunited with his two brothers before making further plans!

"My name is Ye Yuan."

Bu Le frantically searched his mind.

"Ye Yuan? I have never heard this name in the Heaven Dou Empire."

"Ye... I have never heard of any great family with a Sword Martial Soul and the surname Ye, have I?"

"Could he be from some reclusive great family? Otherwise, how could this kid possess such strength at this age!"

Bu Le clutched his wound, his expression looking even worse than if he were crying.

"It is I, Bu Le, who failed to recognize a superior. Another day, I, Bu Le, will certainly come to your door to offer a formal apology."

"I will make compensation to you both!"

"I only ask that you spare my life!"

"I, Bu Le, will also..."

Before he could finish his sentence, he was interrupted by Ye Yuan.

"Bu Le, it is time to go."

"Rest assured, if I happen to run into your two brothers one day."

"I will certainly send them to join you."

Bu Le stopped trying to suppress the poison with his spirit power and forcibly circulated all the spirit power in his body.

However, the circulation of his spirit power was severely suppressed.

Within Ye Yuan's domain, he couldn't even use fifty percent of his usual spirit power!

Not to mention that he was currently poisoned by this kid.

His strength was less than ten percent of what it used to be.

"Kid, if you want to kill me, you will have to pay a price."

"First Spirit Skill, River Severing!"

Ye Yuan flashed forward, and Bu Le's head was severed from his body.

His head rolled onto the ground.

Ye Yuan flicked his sword, scattering the blood from the blade onto the ground.

On the Douluo Continent, no matter who saw this scene, they would be shocked.

Because in the history of the Douluo Continent, no one had ever seen a Spirit Master in their 20s kill a Spirit Master in their 40s.

"Let's go."

Ye Yuan turned around, ready to leave.

"Hey, Brother Ye, aren't we being... too cruel?"

"Wouldn't it have been enough to just teach him a lesson?"

"W-why did you have to kill him?"

Ning Rongrong said, keeping her head down.

"If I don't kill him, he will kill both of us."

"Even if we don't go after him, he will go out and harm others tonight."

"I, Ye Yuan, have a clear conscience in all I do."

"You are the little princess of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect; you have seen too little of the world."

"People like them are scattered all across this continent, and there is no telling how many there are."

Ye Yuan retracted his Martial Soul and sighed softly.

"Sigh..."

"If you think I am cruel, then let us part ways here."

Ye Yuan left without looking back.

Ning Rongrong looked at the head on the ground, then looked at the receding figure.

"Y-you wait for me!"

Walking in front, the corners of Ye Yuan's mouth curled up slightly.

If Ning Rongrong had not followed him, their paths might have ended right there.

In Ye Yuan's view, those with different paths could not work together.

"I need to hurry up and get stronger."

"I should go find my teacher first." The beautiful face of Qian Renxue surfaced in Ye Yuan's mind once again.

He felt like a total pervert.

Every time he thought of Qian Renxue's face, he felt a sense of familiarity.

He did not understand where this feeling came from.

Ye Yuan and Ning Rongrong arrived at the hotel front desk.

"Give us two rooms," Ye Yuan said, taking out some Soul Coins.

The receptionist tapped away at the computer and said, "I'm sorry, guests."

"Our hotel only has one room left."

"What do you think?"

Ye Yuan turned to look at Ning Rongrong, and she blushed slightly as she said, "I... I don't mind!"

"Just one room is fine."

"Alrighty!"

"Here, this is the key to your room."

Ye Yuan took the key and led Ning Rongrong toward the room.

"Finally, I can rest after a long day."

Ning Rongrong stretched and opened the door.

The scene that met their eyes stunned them both.

The room was decorated in an overall dark red theme.

The floor was covered in roses, there was only one large bed, and a double bathtub placed in the center was particularly eye-catching.

Ning Rongrong and Ye Yuan instantly understood what kind of room this was.

Ning Rongrong said with a flushed face, "This... this room is actually quite pretty, huh."

She walked into the room, feeling flustered.

When she walked to the side of the bed, she suddenly noticed a button.

"What is this?" Ning Rongrong pressed it casually.

"Vrrr!"

The entire bed began to vibrate.

Ning Rongrong thought to herself, Ning Rongrong, what on earth are you doing!!!

Her face was as red as blood.

"I'll sleep on the sofa today," Ye Yuan said.

Without waiting for Ning Rongrong's response, he walked to the sofa in front of the bed and sat down cross-legged.

Then, he closed his eyes tightly and began to cultivate.

Ning Rongrong turned and went to wash up.

A short while later, Ning Rongrong slowly walked out of the bathroom.

She walked over to the sofa and sat down.

Ye Yuan also opened his eyes and looked at Ning Rongrong.

The two of them stared at each other, and thanks to the moonlight outside the window, they could just barely see one another.

Under the moonlight, Ning Rongrong's dark hair was slightly damp, with a few strands clinging to her snow-white neck.

She was draped in only a thin, sheer robe, which faintly revealed her exquisite curves.