Douluo Dragon King: I Am Anlan, the Immortal King
Chapter 9

First Soul Skill, Sun Piercer

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The Phantom Sea Spirit Kun glanced at him, then slowly closed its eyes, saying nothing more.

Although you smell quite good, a Kun must also maintain its dignity.

Ignoring An Lan was the Phantom Sea Spirit Kun's final act of stubbornness.

An Lan chuckled softly and whispered, "If that is the case, then leave the rest of your life to me."

Feeling the mental fluctuations emanating from him, the Phantom Sea Spirit Kun shifted its body and slowly moved closer, lowering its large, round head slightly to look down at An Lan.

At the same time, a protruding blue diamond-shaped scale on its forehead lit up, and as the halo swirled, it exuded a dense aura of life.

Sensing something, An Lan raised his right hand and touched it.

In an instant, a dazzling blue light erupted. Water from nowhere condensed in the air, forming a swirling vortex that tightly enveloped both the boy and the beast.

Phantom Sea Spirit Kun, assume your position!

Nearby, Leng Qingning and Le Lingzhao had been keeping their nerves taut; seeing this, both let out long sighs of relief, knowing it was a success.

The two watched quietly as the body of the Phantom Sea Spirit Kun gradually became transparent, its life essence slowly merging into the vortex of water surrounding An Lan.

The water of life, containing the entire essence of the Phantom Sea Spirit Kun, turned into specks of blue light, slowly injecting into An Lan's body through the center of his brow, drop by drop.

The contract was complete!

An Lan opened his eyes, a flash of azure light passing through them. The next moment, a purple spirit ring rose from beneath his feet, its surface engraved with the unique blue-gold patterns of a marine auspicious beast, flickering in and out of existence.

First spirit ring, 1,200 years!

Spirit power, rank 13!

He let out a long breath; the Phantom Sea Spirit Kun was now completely his.

"An indomitable auspicious beast spirit, one of a kind in this world. Disciple, congratulations!" Leng Qingning looked at her high-spirited apprentice, her eyes filled with gratification as she offered her congratulations.

An Lan stepped forward quickly and affectionately hugged her thigh. "Thank you for your trouble, Teacher."

He knew clearly that for such a precious auspicious beast spirit, his teacher must have gone to beg her influential aunt—the Heavenly Phoenix Douluo Leng Yaozhu.

"It is because you are capable yourself." Leng Qingning smiled and ruffled his hair.

An Lan had guessed correctly; she indeed had no authority to mobilize the Phantom Sea Spirit Kun, as only the master and deputy master of the Spirit Pagoda held that qualification.

However, over the past few thousand years, countless people from the Qiangu Family, the Leng Family, and other families that held sway within the Spirit Pagoda had coveted it, yet without exception, all had ended in failure.

Now that the Phantom Sea Spirit Kun had decided to follow An Lan and fallen into the hands of the Leng Family, even if Qiangu Dongfeng was dissatisfied, he could find no fault and had nothing to say.

As for other methods, she and Le Lingzhao would naturally block them. The Phoenix Family and the main branch of the Angel Family possessed four Limit Douluo-level combatants, enough to shield little An Lan from the wind and rain.

At this moment, Le Lingzhao also leaned in, squatting down to kiss An Lan on the cheek. "As expected of my precious disciple, worthy of praise."

After rewarding her little apprentice, Le Lingzhao asked curiously, "How does it feel?"

"It feels great!" An Lan felt refreshed, his entire being exuding an indescribable sense of confidence and lightness.

One day, he would restore the former glory of the Red Edge Spear, severing the heavenly abyss and splitting the galaxy with a single strike.

He stretched his limbs and looked at Le Lingzhao with burning eyes. "Teacher, will you accompany me to test the effects of my spirit skill?"

"Very well." Le Lingzhao had no objections. With a wave of her hand, a gentle yet irresistible golden spirit power flowed out, lightly sending her little apprentice more than ten meters away.

Seeing this, Leng Qingning also drifted backward, leaving the space to the two of them.

"I am here for everything; feel free to attack with all your might." Le Lingzhao placed her left hand behind her back, signaling An Lan to let go and fight without restraint, offering him the use of one hand.

A rank 13 fighting at least a rank 95; even if An Lan were arrogant, he would not think he could injure his second teacher.

Therefore, he did not say much. A red light flashed in his eyes, and he summoned his Red Edge Spear.

The youth stood holding the spear, the tip pointing diagonally at the ground, his momentum rising instantly.

The purple first spirit ring behind him burst into light, and An Lan shouted, "Sun Piercer!"

An Lan's expression was solemn, his brow carrying a sense of determination that brooked no retreat.

A strong man thrusting his spear at a stronger one! A rank 13 novice spirit master fighting a Super Douluo. In this battle, though he would lose, he remained the Overlord of Shangling.

Le Lingzhao did not dodge or evade. Seeing An Lan's resolve, she waited for him to charge over so she could flick his forehead as a lesson.

But who would have thought that An Lan would not close the distance, but instead slowly raise his right hand, the spear tip pointing directly at her.

"BOOM—"

A brilliant red radiance erupted from the spear tip. A spear beam, fully half a meter thick, tore through the air like a laser and blasted toward Le Lingzhao.

Red Edge Spear first spirit skill, Sun Piercer!

A long-range attack spirit skill.

The Red Edge Spear channeled An Lan's spirit power, gathering it at the tip to explode in a single point—infinitely sharp, breaking all laws with sheer force.

Seeing this, Le Lingzhao helplessly touched her forehead. This little apprentice had such a "death-defying" expression, yet it turned out to be a long-range attack.

If you aren't going to fight in melee, why be so dramatic?

She tapped her heel, and a holy light shield condensed from spirit power instantly manifested before her.

If nothing went wrong, then something went wrong.

The spear radiance that should have been blocked by the shield ignored it entirely, piercing straight through.

Le Lingzhao's pupils contracted sharply.

If it were a soul master of the same rank, they certainly wouldn't have been able to react at such close range, but she was a rank 98 Super Douluo.

In the blink of an eye, her right hand, which had been resting on her forehead, suddenly changed its move, grabbing the spear radiance from the side just a claw's distance from her chest.

With a slight exertion of force, Le Lingzhao crushed An Lan's attack.

An Lan was feeling smug about nearly catching his teacher off guard when he suddenly felt a wave of anger wash over him.

Oh no! He was struck with panic.

The next instant, an invisible giant hand snatched him and pulled him right in front of Le Lingzhao.

"You little ingrate, where are you aiming?" Le Lingzhao tugged at his cheeks, feigning indignation.

Although this attack wouldn't have hurt her even if it had landed, it was embarrassing.

"Grand Master, save me!" An Lan hurriedly cast a pleading look toward Leng Qingning, who was standing to the side.

Leng Qingning's lips curled upward. "Naughty."

A while later, the three returned to the ninety-ninth floor of the Spirit Pagoda, the luxurious and elegant residence exclusive to Leng Qingning as the branch master.

On the sofa, An Lan diligently massaged Le Lingzhao's shoulders, currying favor. "Second Master, now that your anger has subsided, how about evaluating my soul skill?"

"I am also a bit curious about little An Lan's soul skill. His Excellency Judgment, why don't you provide a critique?" Leng Qingning's lips curled as she chimed in with a smile.

As a dignified rank 99 demigod standing so close, how could she fail to see the nature of An Lan's soul skill?

Le Lingzhao knew she was teasing her, so she rolled her eyes at her before turning to look at An Lan. "You brat, you really are a monster. The power of your first soul skill is enough to instantly kill an ordinary hundred-year soul beast, and it seems to have other properties as well."

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