Overlord Dragon Snake

Su Yan lightly jumped into the courtyard, slowly crept to the side of the house, and with a nimble flip through the window, slipped inside.

The woman who had been sobbing had stopped crying, and rustling sounds came from within.

Su Yan climbed up onto the roof beam and saw the woman below, her collar wide open, struggling inside a cloth sack.

Her hands were tied behind her back, and she could only wriggle her body bit by bit to free herself from the sack.

Su Yan slid down the pillar to the ground, rushed to the woman's side in an instant, and raised his hand to cover her mouth. "Shh, I'm here to rescue you."

The woman's eyes suddenly lit up, her clear pupils gleaming with hope.

"I'll let go. Don't scream."

The woman nodded.

"My name is Su Yan. What's yours?"

Su Yan asked as he helped the woman out of the sack and went behind her to untie the ropes binding her hands.

The woman rubbed her swollen red wrists and spoke. "My name is Ye Tangtang. Thank you, little one."

"Were you captured too?" Su Yan could already imagine some unpleasant things from her wide-open collar.

Ye Tangtang shuddered in lingering fear, pressed her collar tightly shut, and said angrily, "Those damned lechers. I let my guard down and fell into their trap."

"Can you walk?" Su Yan asked.

"The poison hasn't worn off yet, so I can't use my martial soul, but I can still walk." Ye Tangtang stretched her body and asked, "Are you one of the captured children too?"

"You know about that?" Su Yan was surprised, but then it clicked—catching children and catching women might well be the same group's doing.

"My daughter Ranran was captured along with me. Do you know where she is?"

Su Yan nodded. The last batch of children brought in were all still unconscious.

He shared what he knew. "There are a lot of children locked up in the back. I was planning to find a way out and go to Martial Soul Hall for help."

"No need for that trouble. I have a signal flare on me. If I fire it into the sky, my in-laws will come. With their strength combined, they can easily wipe out this puny City Lord's Mansion."

"That would be perfect!" Su Yan said excitedly.

"Let's go. I'll set off the signal flare." Ye Tangyang straightened up and moved slowly. The lingering poison still left her with little strength.

Su Yan supported her and asked, "How long will it take for them to get here?"

"At best, a quarter of an hour. At worst, an hour. But they will definitely come."

"That's too long. If the City Lord's Mansion people move the children away, no one will be able to save them."

"Then what do we do?" Ye Tangtang clenched her fists in frustration. "If only the poison had worn off, I could at least buy some time."

"I'll do it," Su Yan said.

"You?" Ye Tangtang looked down at Su Yan, who barely reached her chest, and found it hard to believe. "You're not even a soul master yet, are you?"

Su Yan shook his head and raised one finger. "Not yet. But as long as there's no Soul King around, I have a way to stall for up to an hour."

He then laid out his plan in full detail for Ye Tangtang.

Ye Tangtang nodded. "Alright, I'll wait for your signal."

She sat down in the courtyard, the signal flare in her hand, watching Su Yan's retreating figure slowly vanish into the darkness. She thought to herself: This child is clever, quick-witted, and meticulous. I'll remember to ask which family he's from later. I'll have my in-laws propose a match. That way, Ranran will have some security.

Under the moonlight, a child's figure darted across the rooftops.

Thanks to the fleshy paws provided by the Blazing Spirit Cat martial soul, which muffled almost all footsteps, Su Yan could move with such audacity.

From afar, he spotted the most imposing main hall, where the light of an oil lamp still flickered.

Soon, he landed on the roof of the main hall.

Inside, Lord Xiao was fawning over a man dressed in white robes.

"Master, there's a slight problem with this batch of soul materials," Lord Xiao said, half-bowing. "One of them might be a disciple of the Martial Soul Hall's Saintess."

"Impossible. Absolutely impossible." The White-Robed Man took a sip of tea and said calmly, "Martial Soul Hall's Saintess Bibi Dong—even the Pope won't let her take disciples. How could she have a disciple in this godforsaken corner?"

"The Pope won't let her..." Lord Xiao froze, then burst into a furious tirade. "That damned Ma Xiunuo! He was definitely bluffing me!"

After cursing for a full half-minute, he turned back to the White-Robed Man, bowing and scraping. "Master, there are over twenty soul materials in this batch. What about Chenyu's Strength Pill..."

"Lord Xiao, rest assured. We have always kept our word." The White-Robed Man flicked his sleeve with a smile and produced a white porcelain bottle from his cuff. "This is the Divine Strength Pill, far more effective than the Strength Pill. There are forty-nine pills in total. Have your son take one daily. Once he finishes them all, he will surely reach the Soul Grand Master realm."

"Thank you, Master." Lord Xiao took the white porcelain bottle with both hands and tucked it into his pouch. Then he brought out a bag of Gold Soul Coins. "Master, a small token of gratitude, unworthy of your acceptance."

The White-Robed Man extended his hand and pushed the money bag away.

Lord Xiao offered it again, and this time the White-Robed Man accepted it. "Then I shall not refuse."

Lord Xiao continued, "Master, a banquet with song and dance has been prepared in the rear courtyard. Please do us the honor."

"No need." The White-Robed Man waved his hand. "I must take the soul materials back tonight. I'll enjoy the feast next time I come to instruct your son."

With that, he stood up and walked outside.

Lord Xiao finally straightened his back. A man emerged from the side and whispered in his ear, "Lord, those seven were prepared. They've fled."

"Useless! All of you are utterly useless!" Lord Xiao's face darkened as if it could drip water. He sent the man flying dozens of meters with a single slap, venting all his pent-up frustration in that one blow.

He took a deep breath and walked outside.

Suddenly, a red light streaked across the sky, and a fireball plummeted down from above.

"Fire Wolf, possess!" Su Yan roared, his massive body crashing down toward the White-Robed Man.

The White-Robed Man startled, raising both hands to deflect the fireball to the side, and shouted, "Who goes there!"

Su Yan said nothing, flipping over and landing, his wolf eyes fixed intently on him.

At the same time, a firework exploded in the air.

The White-Robed Man's pupils contracted. He exclaimed, "The Overlord Dragon Snake's signal flare! Speak, who are you?"

Lord Xiao was greatly alarmed.

The Overlord Dragon Snake—a name that rang loud and clear in the Soul Master world—how could they be encountered here?

Su Yan was equally stunned, then overjoyed.

It turned out to be the Overlord Dragon Snake: Dragon Lord Meng Shu and Snake Granny Chao Tianxiang. The two were extraordinarily powerful and possessed a formidable Martial Soul Fusion Skill.

Let alone the City Lord's mansion—across all of Notting City, no one was a match for the pair of them.

"Lord Xiao, leave this man to me. Move all the spirit materials elsewhere!" the White-Robed Man barked, his body glowing with light. "Giant Lizard, possess!"

Four soul rings floated into the air—this White-Robed Man was actually a Soul Ancestor!

His body grew covered in dark green scales, his face jutted forward, his hands became claws, and a thick lizard tail dropped to the ground.

"No one's going anywhere!"

A budding Singular Velvet Sky Chrysanthemum had already appeared in Su Yan's hand. He poured soul power into it, and the chrysanthemum slowly bloomed.

Before long, the outermost golden petals began to fall. Each petal carried a golden light, adhering to Su Yan's flame-covered body, glowing red-hot.

Su Yan leaped to Lord Xiao's side. With a single palm strike, he sent Lord Xiao flying dozens of meters away.

The White-Robed Man lunged at Su Yan in a burst of fury. The two collided, a golden shockwave erupting, and each was thrown back ten paces.

"How is this possible?" the White-Robed Man exclaimed in shock. He saw no fluctuation of soul rings on Su Yan's body, yet the opponent's strength was no less than his own.

Zero rings going head-to-head with four rings—how could that be!

Su Yan took a deep breath, savoring the power this strength brought.

The Singular Velvet Sky Chrysanthemum had become a battle armor clinging to his body.

For the next hour, he would be the strongest man beneath the Soul King realm!

Su Yan jumped onto the rooftop, looking down at the two with a contemptuous gaze. "From now on, this path is closed."