He Was Targeted as Soon as He Arrived in Heaven Dou City

Ling Yun glanced toward Nuoding City Junior Soul Master Academy, as if he could already see what Tang San and Xiao Wu would look like in the future.

He had never liked Tang San much to begin with. Their worldviews didn't align.

On Douluo Continent, there was also a struggle over Luck Chart.

After becoming a god, Tang San had still schemed to seize the Luck Chart of the entire Douluo Continent. That showed just how important Luck Chart was.

Even without Tang Hao causing his family's destruction, Ling Yun would have crossed paths with Tang San sooner or later. Now that they also had a blood debt between them, Ling Yun naturally wouldn't hold back. If there was something to fight over, he'd fight for it.

His goal in heading to Heaven Dou City was clear: the Immortal Herbs inside the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well.

The earlier one took these things, the greater the benefit to a Soul Master.

The Immortal Herbs inside had laid the foundation for the Shrek Seven Devils to become gods and helped Tang San survive several calamities.

Among them was Dugu Bo, a devious and cunning Titled Douluo who nevertheless placed great importance on keeping his promises.

On this trip, he intended to seize Tang San's greatest opportunity and, in addition, plot to bring Dugu Bo over to his side.

He suffered from a severe fear of not being strong enough!

His cheat, the Chaos Bead, usually only helped him conceal himself from the workings of fate. His other cheat, the Yin-Yang Mirror, usually only helped protect his soul.

Those two were unbelievably aloof. Most of the time, they just sat quietly in the depths of his soul.

The Chaos Bead in particular definitely had a spirit, but it completely ignored Ling Yun. It had only released a wisp of aura when he awakened his Martial Soul, shaping his Second Martial Soul for him.

The Yin-Yang Mirror was a little better. Although aloof, it was still willing to interact with him. After he awakened his Martial Soul, it had transmitted a cultivation technique to him.

It had also sent him a stream of information: "I only provide support. Getting stronger is up to you. Even if you really get killed, I can bring you back to life."

No normal person wanted to die, and he was no exception.

If he could successfully turn Dugu Bo into his backer, this fear of not being strong enough would ease a little.

Half a month later, in Heaven Dou City.

Ling Yun strolled down the bustling street, looking this way and that. Everything seemed new to him.

Before long, the sound of hooves echoed along the street. Ling Yun instinctively looked toward the noise.

A dozen breaths later, a cavalry procession came into view.

Every horse was snow-white, and every rider was a soldier clad in armor. The armor of the lead soldier was gold, while the rest wore armor as white as their horses.

A luxurious carriage followed in their midst.

People on the street hurried to the roadside, their faces alight with excitement, as if they were at a celebrity sighting.

Ling Yun didn't understand. Who could be so charismatic that these people were this excited? Was it Emperor Xue Ye or Prince Xue Xing?

Or perhaps it was the Crown Prince, Xue Qinghe?

He went up to a young man and asked, "Hello, big brother. Everyone seems so excited. Which important figure is inside that carriage?"

The young man had a short temper and was annoyed at being disturbed. With an impatient look, he waved him away. "Shoo, shoo!"

"Sorry to bother you!"

Ling Yun asked someone else, an elderly man who looked kind and amiable.

The old man saw that Ling Yun was a six-year-old child and looked puzzled. He asked in return, "You haven't seen it before?"

Ling Yun shook his head.

"This is the Crown Prince's personal procession!"

"His Highness the Crown Prince is benevolent and cares for the people. Every year, he tours the empire. Whenever he sees an injustice, he makes sure justice is done. He's greatly beloved."

"That's why everyone's so excited!"

"The Crown Prince is the faith of us common folk!"

"Thank you for explaining, Grandpa. So it's the Crown Prince's procession. No wonder everyone's so excited! I thought the Emperor himself had come!"

"If it were the Emperor, the procession would be much larger! I'm seventy-five years old, and I've only seen the Emperor travel in state twice."

"..."

The old man was quite the talker. He didn't stop until the procession was within ten meters. Then his eyes filled with reverence as he kept staring at the carriage.

Ling Yun hadn't expected Crown Prince Xue Qinghe's reputation to be so good already!

He wondered whether Xue Qinghe had been replaced by this point.

Ling Yun shook his head slightly. Why dwell on that?

Whether the person inside was Qian Renxue or Xue Qinghe, it had nothing to do with him. Too much curiosity wasn't a good thing.

Like everyone else, who watched with rapt attention, he also turned his gaze toward the carriage.

Inside the carriage, Xue Qinghe's Martial Soul stirred faintly. Following its guidance, he pinpointed the direction.

He opened the carriage window and leaned out, observing carefully.

Ling Yun noticed him too. He looked about seventeen or eighteen, with refined, gentle features and long hair falling neatly down his back. A faint smile played at the corners of his mouth, giving him a very approachable air.

When the people by the roadside saw Xue Qinghe, they grew even more excited. Wherever his gaze swept, the crowd erupted in enthusiastic cheers.

In these circumstances, Ling Yun, who didn't join in, stood out. Xue Qinghe's eyes settled on him.

He studied Ling Yun carefully, then met his gaze.

At that very instant, his Martial Soul stirred again.

Having found his target, he gave one of the soldiers outside a look, then closed the carriage curtains. A soldier approached the carriage and asked, "Your Highness, should I bring that child over?"

"No. Memorize his appearance and investigate his background once we're back. Come tell me when you've found out. Don't act on your own."

"I rather like that child!"

"Yes!"

Ling Yun knew trouble was coming! Sure enough, being too curious wasn't a good thing.

He could now be certain that the person sitting inside the carriage was no longer the original Crown Prince, Xue Qinghe, but Qian Renxue of Spirit Hall.

When their eyes met, his Martial Soul stirred slightly.

It was the stir of finally discovering something interesting.

The Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul, with Innate Level 20 Soul Power, belonged to the only person in the Douluo Continent series who had broken through the laws of heaven and earth.

Under the restrictions of those laws, Innate Full Soul Power meant level ten. Qian Renxue was the only one at level twenty.

In terms of Martial Souls alone, the Yin-Yang Mirror was clearly no weaker than the Six-Winged Angel, but Ling Yun's Innate Soul Power was still restricted by the laws of heaven and earth.

When their eyes met just now, Qian Renxue had caused his Martial Soul to stir slightly, and he understood.

At Innate Level 20, ten of those levels came from divine power.

The Yin-Yang Mirror was interested in divine power.

Why had Qian Renxue noticed him too? Ling Yun fell into thought. Memories of Qian Renxue came one after another to mind.

He understood. He really should have checked the almanac before leaving home.

The yang side of the Yin-Yang Mirror Martial Soul symbolized masculine energy and light, while the yin side symbolized feminine energy and darkness.

Naturally, the yang side's abilities included the power of the sun.

The Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul could draw upon the power of the sun. That was probably why Qian Renxue had noticed him.

What a headache!

His senses were sharp. The noise around him was chaotic, but that didn't stop him from hearing the two of them speak.

He was thoroughly annoyed. I just got to Heaven Dou City, and someone's already got their eye on me!