Beneath the Moonlight, Old Friends Reunited

"I announce that Qiankun Mingxin has won this soul duel. Congratulations to her on achieving a twenty-match winning streak."

Instantly, thunderous applause erupted from the stands below.

Amidst the countless cheers, Xiao Wu watched the black-clad figure walking off the stage, a fierce glint flashing in her eyes.

She could never let anyone discover her identity as a soul beast.

The next second, the Sand-Shadowing Needle appeared in Xiao Wu's hand, followed closely by several Dragon Whisker Needles.

Sensing a faint vibration behind her, Qingxi's expression tightened. She turned, caught the incoming hidden weapons, and threw them back at Xiao Wu.

"Return to sender!"

How is this possible!!

Xiao Wu had never imagined that this person could catch even the Sand-Shadowing Needle and the Dragon Whisker Needles.

"Ahhh..." Xiao Wu let out a miserable shriek as the two hidden weapons pierced directly into her body, the Dragon Whisker Needles embedding themselves deep within her flesh.

"Oh my, this girl... well done." Atop the highest floor, a youth put away his fully drawn bow and sat back down on the railing, his eyes smiling as he watched the dramatic scene below.

"Xiao Wu!!!" Just then, Tang San arrived at the entrance of the duel stage. Seeing this scene, his eyes turned bloodshot as he sprinted toward that slender figure.

"You had better pray that Xiao Wu is alright. Otherwise, even if you have a Title Douluo backing you, I will surely take your life." As they brushed past each other, Tang San spat out a ruthless threat.

"I await it at any time." Qingxi chuckled without looking back.

She wondered if everyone at Shrek Academy was this thick-skinned; it was clearly that old rabbit who had launched a sneak attack, yet somehow, it had become her fault.

"Brother." Xiao Wu looked at Tang San, who had pulled her into his embrace, and tears of grievance welled up in her eyes.

"Don't move, Brother will detoxify you first." Tang San looked at the blood-soaked Xiao Wu, his heart aching as tears fell.

He took out an antidote, carefully fed it to Xiao Wu, and then extracted the Dragon Whisker Needles from her body.

Xiao Wu let out a muffled groan, her expression twisted in extreme pain. She gripped Tang San's lapels, almost begging, "Brother, Third Brother, you must kill her! You cannot let her leave!!"

Otherwise, once her identity as a soul beast was exposed...

Xiao Wu dared not imagine that day. She had yet to avenge her mother; she absolutely could not die here.

"Xiao Wu!" The rest of the Shrek members arrived at the duel stage, surrounding Xiao Wu and Tang San. Oscar hurriedly activated his soul skill.

"Brother promises you, I will never let her off." Tang San lowered his head and kissed the forehead of the unconscious Xiao Wu, his gaze firm and resolute.

The Soto City Grand Arena under the night sky was like a massive casino; some were reveling, others were dejected. After the two-on-two matches, it was time for the team battle finale that the audience had been anticipating most.

Surprisingly, only six of the Shrek Seven Devils took the stage today, yet even so, they still secured victory in the duel.

Amidst the crowd's cheers, the masked Tang San kept his gaze fixed on a corner of the spectator stands.

Qiankun Mingxin!!!

At this moment, it felt as if ten thousand thunderbolts were raging in Tang San's heart. He took a deep breath, suppressing the killing intent in his soul.

So what if you have a Title Douluo? Whoever dares to hurt Xiao Wu dies!!

Late at night, Qingxi parted ways with the Imperial Fighting Team at the Soto City Grand Arena as usual. Walking back to her hotel, she pulled the blueprint for the Soul Awakening Grass from her Storage Bag.

She had already finished refining the Soul-Splitting Pill over the past few days; it would be perfect if she could find a Soul Awakening Grass to go with it.

It was a pity that even with Drell's efforts to inquire, he had only gathered a little information.

Ten years ago, a Soul Awakening Grass nearing nine thousand years of age had been auctioned off in Tiandou City, but the buyer's information was untraceable.

It was very mysterious.

Qingxi sighed. The street was empty, and shadows seemed to flicker amidst the swaying trees.

She stopped in her tracks, her gaze landing on the alley ahead.

A massive full moon hung in the sky, and under the moonlight, everything was deathly silent.

"Come out. Aren't you tired of following me for so long?"

Six figures emerged, one after another. Leading them was Tang San, and standing behind him were the other members of Shrek, excluding Xiao Wu.

"Today, you will pay the price for your actions." Tang San pointed at Qingxi, his calm exterior masking a surging tide of killing intent.

"Xiao San, finish this quickly." Dai Mubai patted Tang San's shoulder and was the first to launch an attack on Qingxi.

Xiao San had already made the stakes clear; they had to eliminate her before the forces behind Qiankun Mingxin discovered them.

"Second soul skill, White Tiger Intense Light Wave!"

"Phoenix Fire Line!"

"The Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda turns..."

"My apologies!" Tang San raised his hand, and a black hammer appeared in his grip. The group swarmed forward, unleashing a barrage of flashy techniques.

Watching them charge, a flash of killing intent crossed Qingxi's eyes. Her weapon, Qiankun, appeared in her hand, and she prepared to unleash her first soul skill.

Suddenly, she felt a vibration in the air.

An invisible arrow imbued with freezing cold air tore through the atmosphere, erecting a hundred-meter ice wall directly in front of her. Tang San and the other two were sealed behind the ice wall, leaving only Zhuqing, who had been hesitant, and the non-combatants Oscar and Ning Rongrong unscathed.

Qingxi turned, her gaze following the direction from which the ice arrow had come. When she saw who it was, her pupils couldn't help but dilate slightly.

"Oops, my apologies."

Under the shimmering moonlight, the youth sat atop the eaves, his legs dangling in the air as he swayed them slightly. He twirled an ice arrow in his right hand, his amber eyes appearing innocent and playful.

"But little girl... only this old man is allowed to bully you." In the next second, the youth crushed the ice arrow directly. A biting chill instantly swept toward the Shrek group, the cold wind howling fiercely.

"What terrifying pressure..." Oscar shrank back behind Zhu Zhuqing, watching the silver-haired youth, who looked to be about fifteen or sixteen, with a hint of fear.

He clearly didn't look much older than him, so why did he possess such terrifying strength?

"..." Qingxi opened her mouth, but she didn't know what to say.

A flicker of light passed through her eyes, and she lowered her head, not daring to meet his gaze.

She had never imagined that she would see him again under such circumstances...

"Come up." Guang Ling crooked his finger at Qingxi, who stood to the side. Seeing her remain unmoved, he remembered that she seemingly didn't know how to fly yet.

"What a pain." Guang Ling muttered softly, leaping down. His ice wings unfurled behind him as he landed right in front of Qingxi.

The youth bent down, and under the stunned gazes of everyone present, he hoisted Qingxi onto his shoulder and flew away.

"You..."

"You... put me down... let me go..." Qingxi's face flushed bright red. She had never dreamed he would do something like this; it was simply... too much.

"Stop nagging." Guang Ling gave her a swat, carrying her straight back to the Spirit Hall in Soto City.

"You!" Just as Qingxi was about to explode, she was set down on the ground. She looked at the surrounding architecture, finding it somewhat familiar.

"Six years, and you've grown quite a bit..." A cold index finger rested between her brows. Qingxi froze, looking at the youth who was now mere inches away.

He was a very handsome youth; she had always known that. A youth as white as snow, carrying a hint of purity.

Guang Ling looked at the identical birthmark between her brows, her familiar black hair and dark eyes. Her gaze remained as clear as ever.

The youth's brow furrowed, and he pinched Qingxi's cheeks with both hands, giving them a squeeze. "Not cute at all."

He still missed that little girl from back then, the one he could pick up with a single hand.