Yu Xiaolong sat cross-legged.
Soul Power surged around him like a rushing tide.
Level sixty-two!
The Battle Soul Emperor's realm had finally stabilized.
"Th-this... how is this possible?"
Bai Chenxiang's beautiful eyes widened.
She stared at her own hands in disbelief.
A pair of illusory Dragon Wings flickered into view behind her.
Gemini Star Dragon!
This was a top-tier dragon-type Martial Soul!
"Since I've taken you as my disciple..."
Yu Xiaolong's tone was calm.
"Helping you awaken Twin Martial Souls..."
"Is simply part of my duty."
Bai Chenxiang's delicate body trembled.
Twin Martial Souls!
The Speed Clan's greatest weakness was its lack of offensive power.
Now she actually possessed a dragon-type Martial Soul!
This was nothing short of defying fate and changing her destiny!
Her eyes grew faintly red.
She looked at Yu Xiaolong with gratitude.
Though she didn't want to admit it.
But this man...
Deep in Bai Chenxiang's heart, another kind of feeling was beginning to stir.
The central region of the Star Dou Great Forest.
Night spread across the sky like ink.
A family of five sat beside a campfire.
They were all ordinary folk with no Soul Power.
"My lord... we truly haven't seen any grandfather and granddaughter..."
The middle-aged man's voice trembled.
He shielded his wife and children behind him.
Standing opposite them was a man wreathed in black mist.
A pale face was faintly visible within the fog.
Gui Mei's gaze was ice-cold.
"You really haven't seen them?"
His voice seemed to come from the deepest abyss.
"I wouldn't dare deceive you, my lord!"
The man dropped to his knees with a thud.
The woman clutched her children, trembling.
"Please spare us, my lord..."
Before she could finish.
Gui Mei revealed a sinister smile.
The black mist became a ghostly claw and shot out!
Blood splattered.
Five lives fell silent in an instant.
Gui Mei drew back his hand.
Black mist curled around his fingertips.
They hadn't even had time to scream.
A black-robed Soul Master stepped forward respectfully behind him.
"Lord Gui Mei..."
"That old bastard Ye Renxin..."
"Can't have gotten far."
Gui Mei's eyes lifted slightly.
Cold killing intent swirled in their depths.
"Pursue them."
Just one word.
Yet it sent a chill through the Soul Masters behind him.
The central region of the Star Dou Great Forest.
Ancient trees towered into the sky.
Moonlight filtered through the branches, casting mottled shadows.
A white-haired old man raced through the forest.
He was pulling along a girl of sixteen or seventeen.
Ye Renxin's face was pale.
His clothes were already soaked through with blood across the chest.
Seventy-two ghost-claw wounds cut deep enough to expose bone.
"Lingling..."
The old man's voice was hoarse.
"Hurry and go!"
"Don't worry about Grandfather!"
The girl wore a green robe.
Her features were cool and exquisitely beautiful.
Her waist-length hair streamed in the wind.
Ye Lingling bit her lip.
She said nothing.
But she gripped her grandfather's hand tightly.
Her slender fingers had gone white with the strain.
Her eyes trembled fiercely.
It was a silent protest.
Ye Renxin sighed deeply.
His granddaughter had been unable to speak since childhood.
But she was more stubborn than anyone.
"Listen to Grandfather..."
The old man tried to pull his hand free.
Ye Lingling shook her head.
Her cool eyes misted over.
Yet she stubbornly clung to her grandfather.
Refusing to let go, no matter what.
Moonlight fell upon the girl.
Her green robe clung to her curving figure.
As she ran, her chest rose and fell faintly.
It was not especially full or pert.
But it was like a flower bud on the verge of blooming.
Her waist was slender enough to encircle with one hand.
As her skirt fluttered...
Her long, straight legs were faintly visible.
Her beauty carried a distant coolness.
Like a snow lotus atop a mountain peak, untouched by dust.
But at this moment, this snow lotus...
Was about to wither amid blood and fire.
Ye Renxin continued fleeing with his granddaughter.
He spoke as he ran.
"Lingling..."
"If you'd agreed back then..."
"To marry the Fourth Prince..."
The old man's voice was full of bitterness.
"With the royal guard protecting us..."
"We wouldn't have come to this..."
Ye Lingling bit her cherry-red lip.
Silence.
A long silence.
Her cool, beautiful face showed no expression.
But her heart was trembling.
Her grandfather was right.
The Fourth Prince truly had feelings for her.
He had even promised her the position of his principal consort.
But Ye Lingling was unwilling!
Unwilling to become a pawn in a political marriage.
Unwilling to have her whole life arranged for her.
But now, seeing her grandfather covered in blood...
She wavered.
If she had agreed back then...
Would her grandfather have been spared this disaster?
The girl's fingers trembled.
She bit her lip until it turned pale.
From the corner of her eye, she glanced at the wound on her grandfather's chest.
The flesh there...
Had already turned black.
The Ghost Claw Poison was spreading.
Ye Renxin noticed his granddaughter's distress.
He managed to force out a faint smile.
"Lingling..."
"Grandfather isn't blaming you..."
"I'm just worried about you..."
Before he could finish.
The old man suddenly spat out a mouthful of black blood.
His body staggered, and he nearly fell.
Ye Lingling hurriedly caught him.
Her hands shook even harder.
Tears finally overflowed from her cool eyes.
They slid silently down her cheeks.
"Ke ke ke..."
A sinister laugh came from the forest behind them.
"Ye Renxin..."
"You're pretty quick on your feet."
Black mist surged.
Gui Mei's figure slowly emerged.
He stood with his hands behind his back.
A mocking smile hung on his pale face.
Like a cat playing with a mouse.
Ye Renxin shielded his granddaughter behind him.
"Gui Mei!"
"Does Spirit Hall really intend to wipe us all out?"
The old man's voice was hoarse, yet rang with steely resolve.
Gui Mei's gaze was cold.
"Hand over the Nine Heart Begonia..."
"And I may leave you with your corpse intact."
Ye Lingling felt ice run through her.
The Nine Heart Begonia!
That was her grandfather's lifeblood!
It was also the foundation of the entire Ye family!
Gui Mei's gaze swept over Ye Lingling.
His eyes lingered on the girl's figure for a moment.
The corner of his mouth curled into an evil smile.
"As for this girl..."
"Yue Guan has been short a cauldron for his potions lately..."
"She'll do nicely."
Ye Renxin's eyes nearly split with fury.
"You dare!"
Soul Power erupted with a roar.
Seventy-nine rings blazed to life.
The Seven Heart Begonia Martial Soul unfurled in dazzling radiance.
Gui Mei gave a scornful laugh.
"A mantis trying to stop a chariot."
Black mist turned into countless ghostly claws.
They swept down, blotting out the sky!
Star Dou Great Forest.
By the river.
Water burbled softly.
Bai Chenxiang hid behind a tree.
She secretly released her new Martial Soul.
Gemini Star Dragon!
A pair of iridescent Dragon Wings unfurled behind her.
She raised her right hand.
Soul Power surged.
Light gathered in her palm.
At her shoulder.
Two... things took shape.
Mechanical Heavy Machine Guns!?
Their bodies were streamlined and blue.
Intricate dragon patterns were carved into them.
They looked nothing like anything made on the Douluo Continent.
Bai Chenxiang's beautiful eyes widened.
This was...
A gun?
She tried pulling the trigger.
A beam of light shot out!
Silent and soundless.
Yet it bored straight through a boulder in the distance!
What tremendous power!
The girl's lips curled upward.
Her competitive nature stirred, filling her with excitement.
With this Martial Soul...
Who would dare say the Speed Clan had no offensive power?
"Why..."
"Are you so happy?"
A voice rang out behind her.
"Are you grateful to your master?"
Bai Chenxiang jumped in fright!
She hurriedly turned around.
Yu Xiaolong had somehow appeared behind her.
So close...
She could almost feel his breath.
The girl instinctively took half a step back.
Yu Xiaolong wore an inscrutable smile.
His gaze swept over the Twin Pistols in her hands.
Bai Chenxiang wore a tight-fitting outfit.
Her chest was not particularly full.
But it was firm and shapely.
Her breathing quickened from the fright.
Her chest rose and fell ever so slightly.
Her waist was slender.
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