Three Months, Seven Levels-A Titled Douluo; I Drained Tang San's Luck Dry

Hu Liena suddenly opened her eyes, and seven snow-white fox tails rose up behind her at the same time. The Soul Power in the Cultivation Room was shaken by her, and the array patterns on the wall lit up.

"Just a little bit more..."

She stared at her palm; a purple-gold light flickered in her fox eyes for a moment before slowly fading away.

It was so close.

That threshold between the peak of Titled Douluo and Limit Douluo was so thin that she could almost crush it with one step, yet every time her Soul Power surged up, she was always just half an inch short.

This feels really annoying.

It's not that her cultivation level is insufficient, nor that her foundation is weak. On the contrary, her current foundation is so solid that even she finds it absurd.

The Primordial Pearl cleansed her bloodline, the Suppressing Fortune Fate-Suppressing Cauldron suppressed her fate, the Severing Thought Sword protected her Divine Soul, the Star River Map continuously drew upon the power of the stars to infuse her body, the Tribulation-Avoiding Garment shielded her from disaster, Fortune-Swallowing Pendant swallowed up the suppressed fortune from Tang San's side bit by bit.

Six precious treasures carried her upwards.

Any other Soul Master would probably have been bursting from the bloat long ago.

But she didn't.

The Green Hill Heavenly Fox Martial Soul remained steadily in its Seven Tails form, each tail resembling an independent river of Soul Power. When it swayed gently, even the stone lamps in the Cultivation Room trembled.

Hu Liena looked down at the Fortune-Swallowing Pendant at her waist, her fingertips touching the jade Pixiu.

Warm.

Inside, black and gold energies were slowly swirling.

Tang San is probably having a tough time again.

Thinking of this, the corners of her mouth curved slightly.

It's not that I'm soft-hearted.

She's past the age of making excuses for Tang San. The other side wants to kill her, the Asura God wants to kill her too, and those people from Shrek are all righteous and moral on the surface, but behind the scenes they're all filthy.

After news of Ma Hongjun's incident reached Spirit City, even her last remaining impression of the "Shrek Seven Devils" was completely shattered.

Why should she soften her heart towards someone like that?

What she needs to do now is become stronger.

She no longer needed Shen Yichen to shield her every time.

The thought made Hu Liena's heart flutter slightly.

She was unwilling to admit it before.

When the Marriage Contract fell from the sky, she felt absurd, ashamed, and angry, as if she had been forcibly pushed by heaven and earth into front of a strange man.

But with each betrothal gift showered upon her and each crisis effortlessly smoothed over by him, it would be too disingenuous for her to claim she felt nothing.

Especially on the day of the Void-Illuminating Mirror.

Images of Tang San kneeling and begging the Asura God to kill her are displayed all over the continent. She stands in the Pope Palace, listening to countless people cursing Tang San, but what she knows best in her heart is not pleasure.

It means being down-to-earth.

Shen Yichen never let her explain or argue.

He simply put the truth out there.

Let everyone see for themselves.

This kind of protectiveness is so domineering, it's impossible not to be tempted.

"Miss Hu Liena."

Suddenly, Ye Lingling's voice came from outside the door.

Hu Liena retracted her fox tail, and her Soul Power slowly returned to her body.

Come in.

The stone door opened, Ye Lingling walked in carrying a bowl of Spirit Tea.

She was no longer as timid as she had been when she first arrived at Taixu Temple. Dressed in clean white, with gentle features, the teacup in her hand was still steaming.

However, when she saw the lingering Seven Tails phantom behind Hu Liena, she paused for a moment.

"You've cultivated yourself to this point?"

Ye Lingling placed the Spirit Tea on the table and couldn't help but wrinkle her nose.

"If the Celestial Master knew, he would definitely say you're too hasty."

Hu Liena looked up at her.

"He can speak?"

Ye Lingling was taken aback by the question, then burst out laughing.

"It seems... not."

She thought about Shen Yichen's usual behavior and couldn't help herself.

"The Celestial Master will probably just glance at you and say, 'What's the rush?'"

Hu Liena smiled too.

picture.

They look so alike.

That's the tone that person used.

He could cripple Asura God with a single lightning strike, wipe out Ma Hongjun with a single thought, and even make the Silver Dragon King Gu Yuena address him as a junior in front of the Taixu Temple. Yet, he always spoke in a lazy manner, as if nothing could stop him from leaning against the old pine tree in a daze.

But ironically, when it's time for him to act, no one can stop him.

Hu Liena picked up the Spirit Tea and took a small sip.

The moment the tea entered my throat, a warm and refreshing energy spread along my meridians, suppressing much of the restlessness left from the earlier attempt to break through my bottleneck.

Her eyes flickered.

"Was this sent by Taixu Temple?"

Ye Lingling nodded.

"Yes, Miss Bai brought it herself. She said her master asked her to deliver a can of Spirit Tea along the way, saying that your cultivation has been increasing too rapidly recently, and drinking this can help stabilize it."

Master.

Upon hearing this title, Hu Liena immediately pictured Bai Chenxiang kneeling before Shen Yichen, begging to become his disciple.

She hadn't witnessed that scene herself, but Ye Lingling had described it several times.

Ma Hongjun's body and soul were destroyed, Bai Chenxiang, because of her plea for mercy, was burdened with Karmic Force and would surely die within three days.

Shen Yichen casually mentioned their master-disciple relationship, and he saved the person from death.

This method sounds simple, but it's terrifying.

Hu Liena put down her teacup.

"How is Bai Chenxiang now?"

"Much better."

Ye Lingling's face relaxed a little when she mentioned this.

"She cultivates very diligently at the Taixu Temple. The Celestial Master doesn't pay much attention to her, but he gave her a movement technique, which she practices until her legs are weak every day. Senior Gu Yuena is also in the temple, but she doesn't talk much. Miss Bai is most afraid of running into her now."

At this point, Ye Lingling couldn't help but laugh.

"She said that whenever the Silver Dragon King glanced at her, she felt like a little bird being targeted by a dragon."

Hu Liena's eyelid twitched.

Silver Dragon King.

Gu Yuena.

Of course she knew what that name meant.

The ruler of Soul Beast, a demigod of the Dragon God —even Bibi Dong remained silent about this matter for a long time.

But this kind of person now lives in the Taixu Temple.

The condition Shen Yichen gave her for staying was that he would help Hu Liena if she ever needed help in the future.

When Hu Liena first heard about this, she was stunned for a long time.

She's not stupid.

She certainly understood what that meant.

Shen Yichen neither lacked Gu Yuena's submission nor coveted the power of the Soul Beast Clan.

He allowed Gu Yuena to stay, not to expand his power, nor to suppress the Divine Realm.

Just for her.

This answer was so straightforward that Hu Liena had nowhere to hide.

Ye Lingling looked at her expression, and the corners of her mouth gradually curled up.

"Miss Hu Liena, are you thinking about Master Celestial Master again?"

Hu Liena paused, her fingers moving slightly.

"No."

"You're blushing."

"The Spirit Tea is too hot."

"This tea is almost cold."

Hu Liena looked up at her.

Ye Lingling immediately shut up, but her eyes crinkled with laughter.

It's over.

Hu Liena felt a little annoyed, yet also a strange sense of relief.

Even Ye Lingling dared to tease her about this.

In the past, she would have shut people up with a cold face.

But now, she wasn't actually angry.

That's the real problem.

The more she acts this way, the more it shows that Shen Yichen's place in her heart can no longer be obscured by the phrase "marriage prospective partner."

"Lingling."

Hu Liena looked down at the shimmering light in the teacup.

"What do you think... he's doing right now?"

She regretted asking the question as soon as it left her mouth.

It's too obvious.

But the words have already been spoken, and there's no going back.

Ye Lingling covered her mouth and laughed, her shoulders shaking slightly from laughing.

"The Celestial Master is definitely waiting for you at the Taixu Temple."

Hu Liena's ears suddenly felt hot.

Who asked that?

"That's what you're asking about."

Ye Lingling blinked, her tone innocent.

"Do you want to ask whether the Celestial Master is in seclusion, drinking tea, or thinking of you?"

Hu Liena nearly choked on her tea.

"Lingling."

She lowered her voice.

Ye Lingling immediately stopped laughing and stood up straight.

"I was wrong."

But those eyes were clearly still smiling.

Hu Liena looked at her, and in the end, she could only look away helplessly.

never mind.

It's not easy for Ye Lingling to still be able to laugh like this after what happened with Ma Hongjun. Let her make a scene if she wants to.

Hu Liena looked at her palm again.

A wisp of purple-gold Soul Power condensed at his fingertips, and the Seven Tails phantom quietly appeared behind him.

The force was so strong that it made her feel somewhat dazed.

Three months ago, she was just a level 69 Martial Soul Hall Saintess.

Now, she has reached the peak of Titled Douluo, and is only one step away from becoming Limit Douluo.

Above that, there are gods.

The leap was so great that sometimes, when the night was quiet, she felt it was unreal.

But whenever the Fortune-Swallowing Pendant slightly warm, the Tribulation-Avoiding Garment clung to her skin with a gentle warmth, Severing Thought Sword vibrated softly deep within her Divine Soul, she knew this was not a dream.

Shen Yichen truly paved the way for her.

It would be a joke if she still couldn't get up there.

"We can't go any slower."

Hu Liena spoke in a low voice.

Ye Lingling was taken aback.

"Miss Hu Liena?"

Hu Liena looked up, and this time the purple-gold light in her fox eyes did not dissipate.

"Although Tang San's luck was drained, he's not dead yet. The Asura God is only severely injured, not completely annihilated. The Divine Realm won't admit defeat so easily."

She spoke slowly, but every word was more steady than before.

"I can't always let him shield me from the bullet."

Ye Lingling's smile slowly faded.

She understood.

Hu Liena wasn't acting like a spoiled young girl, nor was she simply eager to see Shen Yichen.

She genuinely wanted to stand by that person's side.

It's not about hiding behind the betrothal gifts, nor behind the Daoist teachings of the Celestial Master Sect, but about one day being able to personally raise your hand and strike back when the Divine Realm reach out.

Ye Lingling suddenly felt a bit of admiration for her.

If it were anyone else, being protected like this by Shen Yichen, they would probably have become arrogant long ago, thinking they were blessed with divine favor and didn't need to do anything.

But Hu Liena didn't.

The more she was protected, the more she wanted to become stronger.

You can definitely do it.

Ye Lingling said softly.

Hu Liena glanced at her and smiled.

"Certainly."

These two words weren't spoken heavily, yet they carried a clear sharpness.

She is the Martial Soul Hall Saintess.

He was Bibi Dong's disciple.

She is also Shen Yichen's fiancée.

Regardless of her identity, she was not allowed to stay here.

Hu Liena placed the teacup back on the table, flicked her fingertip, and the array patterns around the Cultivation Room lit up again.