"Kill him! Take his Bloody Mary!"
"Ah—my hand!"
"Leave your meat behind for rations!"
The clash of fighting, groaning, and beastlike howls of madness slammed into Lin Yuan's eardrums.
He tried to sit up, but found he couldn't muster any strength.
Looking down, Lin Yuan froze.
Tiny hands, tiny feet, soft, fair skin.
He had actually become a baby.
"What's going on?"
Lin Yuan's mind was in turmoil.
Other people who transmigrated were born into prestigious families, starting out as geniuses. At the very least, they were grown adults with all their limbs.
As for him, he'd shrunk straight into a milk-drunk baby who couldn't even walk.
Lin Yuan took a deep breath. Fragments of information began piecing themselves together in his mind.
This was Douluo Continent.
Slaughter City.
A hellhole with no moral bottom line, only killing and sin.
What a disastrous start!
In this utterly lawless place, forget protecting himself—any stray dog could come along and gobble him up like a snack.
Even if no one killed him, he'd starve to death.
Just as he was considering what to do, a sudden, intense agitation stirred inside him.
It didn't come from physical pain, but from an instinct buried deep within his bloodline.
An extremely savage, violent aura coursed through his tiny blood vessels.
His vision gradually took on a faint red tinge.
Nine Nether Beast.
The name abruptly surfaced in Lin Yuan's mind.
It was one of the Ten Fiends, a symbol of ultimate destruction and devouring.
Such a terrifying bloodline was actually hidden inside him.
Stimulated by the bloodlust in his surroundings, the Nine Nether Beast Bloodline was slowly beginning to awaken.
But Lin Yuan was still just a baby, and this sliver of an awakening bloodline wasn't enough to let him launch any real attack.
He had to endure. He had to stay alive. As long as he got through this stretch, there would be a chance to turn things around.
While Lin Yuan struggled to adapt to the power inside him,
a brutal pursuit was underway in a narrow alley several hundred meters from the corpse pile.
Qian Renxue had just turned four.
Spirit Hall should have been the most hallowed, untouchable sanctuary, but Bibi Dong loathed it with every fiber of her being.
Qian Xunji's bestial actions and Spirit Hall's oppressive shackles had nearly suffocated her.
Determined to gain enough power to destroy everything, Bibi Dong had fled into Slaughter City.
As soon as she arrived, she'd gone on a winning streak in the Hell Slaughter Arena with the force of a thunderbolt.
Her overwhelming prowess had made the desperate criminals of Slaughter City deeply wary of her.
However, the succession of high-intensity battles had severely drained her strength.
On top of that, her peerless beauty and graceful figure had instantly made her the most tempting prey in this lawless place.
"Bibi Dong, you can't get away!"
A Scar-faced Soul King gripped a long saber, greedily staring at the stunning figure stumbling along ahead.
"Heh heh heh, boss, that woman's a real knockout. We brothers are going to have ourselves a good time later."
Another Soul King, thin as a monkey, licked his lips, lechery in his eyes.
"Keep your guard up. She's powerful. Don't let a gutter rat bite you!" the third Soul King, a bald man, warned sharply.
The three vicious Soul Kings pressed close behind her.
Bibi Dong panted heavily, her exquisite face drained of color.
A long saber wound gaped across her back, its flesh torn open and blood spilling freely, staining her purple dress a deeper shade.
At her full strength, these three would have been no more than ants she could crush with a single move.
But now, she could barely even summon the strength to use her Martial Soul.
The Soul Power within her was nearly exhausted, and her legs felt as heavy as lead.
The Scar-faced Soul King licked the blood from his blade and sneered.
"Bibi Dong, weren't you so impressive in the Slaughter Arena? Why are you running around like a stray dog now?"
"If you know what's good for you, hand over all the resources you exchanged for. Then make sure the three of us have a good time."
The bald Soul King, his face a mass of flesh, chimed in:
"Boss is right. A rare beauty like her only comes along once in a century in Slaughter City."
"Even if she won't give in, we can break her arms and legs and have our fun anyway."
Bibi Dong turned her head, fury filling her beautiful eyes.
"You worthless trash think you can touch me? Dream on!"
"Could this really be where I die... in this filthy place?"
Bibi Dong clenched her teeth, bitterness and unwillingness filling her eyes.
She hadn't taken revenge yet. She hadn't destroyed Spirit Hall, that place that made her sick.
Her foot caught on something, and Bibi Dong crashed down beside a pile of corpses.
The pursuers' footsteps drew closer and closer.
The Scar-faced Soul King advanced with a sneer, his saber glinting coldly in the dark red light.
"Beauty, since you don't know what's good for you, don't blame your brothers for getting rough."
Bibi Dong didn't give in.
Her gaze happened to land on a heap of debris beside her.
There was a baby.
A baby smeared with blood, yet with a pair of remarkably clear eyes.
In Slaughter City, a place steeped in sin and strewn with severed limbs, those eyes were so pure they made one's heart skip a beat.
Lin Yuan looked at the woman before him.
Noble and aloof; even in her wretched state, her astonishing beauty and tall, graceful figure still drew the eye.
So it was Bibi Dong.
Bibi Dong looked at Lin Yuan too.
When a person is about to die, their words are sincere.
She had suffered torment and betrayal all her life, and now, just before her death, she had unexpectedly encountered a new life in this living hell.
Summoning the last of her strength, Bibi Dong shifted over and pulled Lin Yuan tightly into her arms.
Her bloodstained hand gently brushed his little face.
The hardest place in her heart was quietly stirred.
"How ridiculous."
Bibi Dong gave a bitter laugh.
"My whole life, I, Bibi Dong, have been alone and miserable. Who would have thought I'd die alongside you, little one?"
She pressed her face against Lin Yuan's forehead, closed her eyes, and waited for death to come.
Seeing this, the Scar-faced Soul King burst out laughing.
"Hahaha! The woman still has time to hug a baby!"
"Brothers, let's kill the little brat first, then take our time with her!"
With that, he raised his saber and slashed down hard at Lin Yuan in Bibi Dong's arms.
Just then, a drop of blood slid down Bibi Dong's chin from the wound on her back and landed right on Lin Yuan's lips.
Instinctively, Lin Yuan stuck out his little tongue and licked the drop of blood into his mouth.
Boom!
The instant the blood slid down his throat,
the Nine Nether Beast Bloodline within Lin Yuan, already seething to its limits, found an outlet and erupted!
A terrifying black light burst from Lin Yuan's tiny body in an instant.
The light shot into the sky, engulfing the area for dozens of meters around them.
The Scar-faced Soul King's saber stopped in midair, unable to descend even another inch.
His face was covered in terror.
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