Revenge of the Soul Saint Family

Cailin's words carried no inflection.

Yet, they caused Li Hao's stomach, which had only just settled, to convulse violently once more.

They still want to come?

What does that mean?

Does it mean there will be a next wave, or even a wave after that, of pursuit?

Li Hao's mind went blank; the physical discomfort caused by the slaughter was instantly replaced by a sense of despair.

What the hell is this?

He was just a slacker who wanted to fish by the river and bask in the sun; how did he inexplicably get dragged into this endless, life-or-death vendetta?

"That letter... what did it say?"

He forced himself to endure the dizziness, leaning against a tree trunk to steady his footing.

Cailin tossed the family token and the letter aside, and both items turned into purple ash in mid-air, dissipating without a trace.

"Purple Poison Sect, a second-rate sect known for their use of poison and tracking."

"The letter stated that they tracked the Seven-Colored Divine Snake to this location and suffered heavy losses, but the target is already severely wounded and nearing death."

"The Sect Master has ordered this squad to resupply at Holy Soul Village before venturing deeper into the forest to continue the search—they want to see the snake alive, or its corpse if dead."

"At the same time, the main force of the sect has already assembled and will arrive at Holy Soul Village in three days to conduct a carpet-style purge."

Cailin's narration was clear and calm, as if she were recounting something that had nothing to do with her.

Li Hao, however, felt a chill run through his entire body.

The main force of the sect...

Carpet-style purge...

These eight words felt like eight massive mountains, crushing him until he couldn't breathe.

"Run! We have to run immediately!"

Li Hao's first instinct was to flee.

Staying here was just waiting for death!

"Master."

Cailin turned around, her golden vertical pupils watching him quietly.

"Where would we run to?"

Li Hao was instantly rendered speechless.

That's right, where could they run?

Douluo Continent is so vast, yet where is there a place for a six-and-a-half-year-old child to hide?

Not to mention, he was carrying Xiao Wu, a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast in human form, and a queen-like housekeeper of unknown origin with enemies everywhere.

The Purple Poison Sect is famous for tracking; where could they possibly go?

"Furthermore," Cailin added, "what they intend to purge is the entire Holy Soul Village."

Li Hao shuddered violently.

He thought of Old Jack, the village chief.

He thought of Tang San, who always wore a stern face but would silently bring him a piece of black bread whenever he had nothing to eat.

If the entire village were slaughtered because of him...

He could not bear that sin.

A sense of unprecedented anger and helplessness collided wildly within his chest.

He hated this world that treated human life like grass.

He hated his own weakness and incompetence even more.

"Then... what do we do?"

His voice carried a tremor he hadn't even noticed himself.

Cailin did not answer immediately.

She walked to Li Hao's side, reached out with her flawless hand, and gently wiped the cold sweat from his forehead caused by his tension.

Her fingertips were ice-cold, yet they strangely calmed Li Hao's frantic heart.

"Master, you only need to continue your training."

"Leave the rest to me."

Over the next three days, the atmosphere in Holy Soul Village became exceptionally oppressive.

Li Hao's grueling training continued.

But this time, he did not complain or whine.

He gritted his teeth, using every ounce of his strength to challenge his limits again and again.

Being lashed by the energy whip was painful.

But this pain was nothing compared to the torment in his heart.

All he could do was become stronger, even if only by a little.

Xiao Wu seemed to sense something as well, training even harder than before.

Within her small body, there seemed to be infinite energy, and her application of Soft Skills and Teleportation had already begun to take shape.

The entire dilapidated wooden house was shrouded in a heavy atmosphere, as if a storm were brewing.

The dusk of the third day.

The afterglow of the setting sun gilded the tranquil Holy Soul Village with a golden edge.

Old Jack, leaning on his cane, was preparing to go door-to-door to urge the children to return home early.

Suddenly, a terrifying pressure descended from the sky!

BOOM!

That power was so overbearing and savage that it instantly enveloped the entire village.

Several large trees at the village entrance were snapped in two under this pressure, emitting groans of unbearable strain.

The chickens and dogs in the villagers' homes collapsed to the ground instantly, wailing incessantly.

Old Jack's legs went weak, and he fell directly to the ground, his face filled with horror.

Screams from villagers and the cries of children erupted all over the village.

Tang San, hiding in his family's smithy, saw his expression turn incredibly grave.

He gripped a newly forged hammer tightly in his hand, silently shielding his alcoholic father.

This pressure... it was a Spirit Saint!

And there was more than one powerhouse!

At the same time, inside Li Hao's small wooden house.

Li Hao, who was meditating, was startled into opening his eyes by this pressure.

They were here!

He could clearly feel over a dozen powerful and malicious auras surrounding the entire Holy Soul Village.

The strongest among them felt like a mountain, pressing down so hard he could barely breathe.

"Papa!"

Xiao Wu's face turned deathly pale with fear, and she threw herself into his arms.

Li Hao held her tightly, though his body was trembling uncontrollably.

Cailin slowly stood up and walked to the window to take a look outside.

Her face remained as icy and unchanging as ever.

"One level 78 Spirit Saint, two Spirit Emperors, and sixteen Spirit Kings."

"Quite the lineup."

Her understated assessment caused Li Hao's heart to sink to the bottom of a valley.

This force was enough to easily trample ten Holy Soul Villages!

"Listen up, all villagers!"

An arrogant and overbearing roar, infused with vast spirit power, exploded over the sky of Holy Soul Village.

"Three days ago, a squad from my Purple Poison Sect went missing in this place!"

"Now, I give you one stick of incense time to hand over the culprit!"

"Otherwise, I will slaughter the village!"

The words "slaughter the village" struck like a thunderbolt, plunging all the villagers into total panic and despair.

Li Hao's small wooden house was instantly locked onto by over a dozen tyrannical auras.

Figure after figure closed in from all directions, surrounding the dilapidated house until not even a drop of water could pass through.

Leading them was an old man in purple brocade robes with a sinister face.

He hovered in mid-air, looking down at the shack from above; it was none other than the Purple Poison Sect Master.

He sensed the faint residual energy fluctuations in the house, a trace of disdain appearing on his face.

It seemed that whoever killed his subordinates was just some eccentric recluse living here who didn't know the rules.

"You scum inside, get out here and die!"

The Spirit Saint Purple Poison Sect Master's voice was filled with lofty majesty.

Inside the room, Li Hao's heart nearly stopped.

He felt as if he were suffocating.

However, Xiao Wu, held within his arms, suddenly stopped trembling.

She raised her head to look at Li Hao, patting his chest firmly with her small hand.

"Daddy, don't be afraid."

"Cailin is here."

Creak—

At that moment, the rickety wooden door was slowly pushed open.

The figure that emerged was nothing like the killer the Purple Poison Sect Master had imagined.

Instead, it was a woman in purple, possessing a graceful figure and an unparalleled, elegant beauty.

She stood quietly in the doorway; though there was no fluctuation of soul power around her, she possessed a natural nobility and majesty that made the very heavens and earth pale in comparison.

The Purple Poison Sect Master was stunned for a moment, a flash of astonishment and greed crossing his eyes.

What a stunning beauty!

Once he caught the killer, this woman would be perfect to take back to the sect as his own plaything.

"Who are you? Where is the killer in the room?"

He demanded in a sharp, stern voice.

Cailin raised her head, her indifferent golden vertical pupils sweeping over him lightly.

That glance was dismissive and detached.

It was as if she were looking at an ant that could be crushed at any moment.

Then, her vermillion lips parted slightly.

"A defeated foe."

"You were lucky to escape last time; do you dare come here to seek death again?"

As these words fell, the world plunged into absolute silence.

The greed and arrogance on the Purple Poison Sect Master's face froze instantly.

He stared fixedly at Cailin's beautiful face, his entire body trembling violently as if struck by a bolt of divine lightning.

No... impossible!

This face...

He would never forget this face for the rest of his life!

It was this terrifying soul beast that, three days ago, had nearly killed him—a level 78 Soul Saint—on the spot with her own strength!

The only reason he had managed to escape was by relying on his sect's secret life-saving trump card!

But...

How could she have... transformed?!

And her injuries, they had actually fully recovered?!

A fear originating from the depths of his soul gripped his heart with a frenzy.

He finally understood what kind of terrifying existence he had provoked!

The Purple Poison Sect Master's face drained of all color. With a show of bravado, he took a step back, pointing at Cailin as he let out a shriek of sheer terror.

"You... you actually dare to collude with humans! You are betraying all soul beasts!"

As he roared to draw everyone's attention, his other hand, hidden within his sleeve, suddenly crushed a warm jade pendant.

That was the highest-level distress signal, obtained by the Purple Poison Sect at a massive cost, used to summon an elder-level powerhouse from the Martial Soul Hall!