Xiao Wu Was Underestimated, Chen Jianjun vs. Lan Lingcang!

Qingluan Douluo said coldly, "Although we are at a disadvantage, with our strength, if we flee with everything we have, you may not necessarily be able to keep all of us here."

Qingluan Douluo was gambling—gambling that this Blue Silver Emperor Sovereign before them was not yet as powerful as they imagined.

The Titan Giant Ape and Sky Azure Bull Python could not be above Rank 96. At most, they were at the peak of Rank 95.

Since Lan Lingcang could take them as subordinates and command them, he had to be at least Rank 96, perhaps even Rank 97.

As for Rank 98?

He believed that was impossible.

According to the Grand Pontiff, the million-year Deep Sea Demonic Whale King was comparable to a peak Rank 99, only a sliver away from becoming a god.

Working backward from that, a Blue Silver Emperor Sovereign with three hundred thousand years of cultivation could not be stronger than Rank 97 at most!

One had to know that the bloodline of Blue Silver Grass was simply incomparable to that of the Deep Sea Demonic Whale King!

Even Rank 97 was already a generous estimate on his part.

He guessed that the reason the two great forest kings obeyed Lan Lingcang was because Lan Lingcang had six Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beasts under his command.

Furthermore, their soul-hunting operation this time had been far too grand in scale, drawing the displeasure of the two kings and causing them to join forces.

"Heh, perhaps." Lan Lingcang did not deny it. "Then, would you like to try? See whether I can keep all of you here?"

If these human Title Douluo could truly stand united, it might indeed be somewhat difficult to keep them all.

After all, his cultivation was currently only three hundred thousand years, not nine hundred thousand. He was not yet capable of crushing them completely.

Even with the bloodline of the Silver Dragon King, he could not do that.

However, with his current abilities, crossing the three-hundred-thousand-year or even four-hundred-thousand-year Heavenly Tribulation would be absurdly easy.

But after killing the "young," the "older" ones would surely come afterward.

So from the very beginning, he had not planned to touch Qingluan for the time being.

After all, Qingluan was the third pontiff of the Worship Hall. Once he died, Golden Crocodile Douluo—or even Qian Daoliu himself—would come next.

And against Qian Daoliu, even if his cultivation reached five hundred thousand years, it would still not be enough.

He had no intention of clashing with Qian Daoliu so soon. It was not worth it.

Moreover, the Golden Egg's hatching-shortening mechanism could only be used once a year, with each use requiring the death of one Title Douluo.

If he harvested all these leeks in one go, it would be a little harder to harvest more later.

"However, I am willing to give you a chance." Lan Lingcang smiled lightly at them. "I have nine Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beasts here, while you have six Title Douluo."

"How about this? Each of you may choose one Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast. If you can defeat them within the time it takes to burn one stick of incense, or successfully escape..."

"Then congratulations. You may leave unharmed. Otherwise, remain here forever."

The expressions of the six Title Douluo present all changed. This Blue Silver Emperor Sovereign was clearly toying with them!

He looked as though he stood above them all, simply watching a show!

Some felt insulted, while others secretly felt relieved.

For example, Chen Jianjun felt insulted, while Tang Xuan was relieved.

But just as they were preparing to make their choices, Lan Lingcang added, "Oh, right. If you choose the Blue Silver Kings, then you will need to fight two against one."

"In other words, six Blue Silver Kings will be matched against three of your Title Douluo."

"Mm, choose for yourselves."

Kuang Ren and Sui Yan silently cursed Lan Lingcang for being shameless.

A single Hundred-Thousand-Year Blue Silver King was roughly as strong as a Rank 92. Facing two of them, they had virtually no chance of winning!

Sitting on Er Ming's shoulder, Xiao Wu whispered, "This Blue Silver Emperor Sovereign is kind of devious. Playing it like this is way too interesting."

"I choose you." Chen Jianjun looked at Lan Lingcang, his Seven Kill Sword already in hand and pointed directly at him.

He had not broken through in more than ten years. Perhaps this time... he had a chance!

Since he was going to fight, he would fight the strongest one!

"Oh?" Lan Lingcang looked at Chen Jianjun with interest. "Then, as you wish!"

Lan Lingcang then looked at the others. "You have one minute to choose your opponents."

Tang Xuan had already made his decision. He immediately pointed at Xiao Wu. "I'll fight that rabbit."

Mad Blade Douluo and Crushing Rock Douluo secretly felt it was a pity. They had originally wanted to choose that rabbit as well.

After all, among these Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beasts, that rabbit looked the easiest to bully.

That rabbit was at most only slightly stronger than a Blue Silver King. They believed she could not be all that powerful.

Yet they did not notice the faint upward curve at the corner of Lan Lingcang's lips after Tang Xuan chose Xiao Wu.

"Xiao Wu, it seems you've been underestimated." Lan Lingcang said it outright.

"Hmph!" Xiao Wu looked displeased, already having sentenced Tang Xuan to death in her heart.

The minute quickly passed.

Yu Yuanzhen fought the Titan Giant Ape, while Qingluan, Mad Blade Douluo, and Crushing Rock Douluo each faced two of the six Blue Silver Kings.

The Sky Azure Bull Python was the strongest among them, so he was left without an opponent.

"What a pity. I won't get a chance to fight."

The Sky Azure Bull Python did not mind. He never liked fighting much to begin with.

Under normal circumstances, whenever he encountered a Title Douluo, he would spare them.

After all, it was not easy for a human Soul Master to cultivate to the level of Title Douluo. Since they had no conflict with him, there was no harm in letting them go.

But this time, the human Soul Masters had come in a massive group to hunt souls on a large scale, and he was somewhat displeased.

"Begin." As soon as Lan Lingcang spoke, aside from Chen Jianjun, who remained where he was, the other Title Douluo immediately activated their Martial Soul Avatars and fled in five different directions.

"Haotian True Body!" "Qingluan True Body!" "..."

They did not believe Lan Lingcang would truly let them go once the incense had burned out. From the very beginning, they had not intended to fight for long—they planned to run immediately.

Lan Lingcang did not mind.

If he truly wanted to pursue them, then aside from Qingluan and Chen Jianjun, who had a chance of escaping, the others had no chance at all.

Qingluan was extremely fast, while Chen Jianjun was simply overwhelming in raw power.

"You're not running?" Lan Lingcang looked calmly at Chen Jianjun.

Chen Jianjun shook his head. "There is no need. We did miscalculate by coming here together to hunt souls this time. I never expected the Blue Silver Grass Clan to have an emperor like you."

"But I do not regret it."

"Come, fight!"

As his words fell, an indomitable Seven Kill Sword Intent erupted from Chen Jianjun's body, his battle intent soaring!

"Heh." Lan Lingcang laughed. Then a Blue Silver Dragon Spear appeared in his right hand. "Then let me experience your Seven Kill Sword!"

P.S. Brothers, feel free to suggest any Hextech ideas, and you can also offer advice about this story. If it is suitable, this little author will consider it.

This story focuses on an invincible protagonist, which really is a bit difficult to write and hard to balance, sob sob sob~~