Douluo: Shocked, the Most Beautiful Bride Qian Renxue!

Oscar suffered a severe concussion from the Nether White Tiger's strike, leaving him with lingering symptoms; whenever he felt nervous, he would suffer from headaches and nausea.

Dai Mubai sustained severe burns, while Zhu Zhuqing suffered only minor ones.

Back during the match, the moment the Nether White Tiger burst through the Golden Flame Wall, Dai Mubai had pulled Zhu Zhuqing into his arms, which was why she only sustained minor burns.

Dai Mubai was currently wrapped up like a rice dumpling; it was highly likely he wouldn't be able to ride horses with abandon in the future.

Zhu Zhuqing was doing better. After a bath, she was largely unharmed, her skin remaining as white as congealed fat, though half of her hair had been burned away.

As for the most miserable of them all, that had to be Ma Hongjun. He had taken Li Jiutian's Holy Light Burst God Fist head-on; if not for the timely emergency treatment, he would have long since departed this world.

Ma Hongjun was already the least attractive of the Seven Devils, and now the right side of his face was disfigured, requiring him to wear bandages for the rest of his life.

"Damn that Li Jiutian, I will definitely kill him one day!"

Ma Hongjun looked at himself in the mirror and said furiously.

"Sigh, Li Jiutian is a monster-like existence. The seven of us couldn't even beat him together, how are we supposed to kill him?"

"We must cultivate diligently and break through to the Title Douluo realm as soon as possible. Only then will we have a sliver of a chance when we face him again."

Ning Rongrong shook her head helplessly. Looking at Ma Hongjun's miserable state, she thought to herself:

Li Jiutian is truly ruthless. It's a good thing I exhausted my soul power and was eliminated early, or I would have been caught in that disaster.

If I were disfigured, I truly wouldn't want to live!

Star Dou Great Forest.

In a secluded part of the woods.

"Where am I?"

"Where is my Xiao Wu?"

Tang San opened his eyes and scanned his surroundings. Due to the exertion, a tearing pain erupted in his chest.

"San, you're finally awake!"

Tang Hao was tending to a campfire and said in a deep voice.

"Father!"

"How long have I been unconscious?"

"Is Xiao Wu alright?"

After Tang San finished speaking, he realized his entire body was wrapped in bandages.

"You've been in a coma for forty-five days. I sent that child Xiao Wu back to the center of the Star Dou Great Forest; only there is she truly safe!"

"Starting now, I am going to put you through a year of special training, and then I will send you to that place!"

Tang Hao stood up, his eyes filled with determination.

"You said Xiao Wu is only safe at the center of the Star Dou Great Forest?"

"Could it be... could it be that everyone knows her identity as a hundred-thousand-year soul beast!"

Tang San said in shock.

"Sigh, if I hadn't appeared, you and Xiao Wu would have surely died!"

"San, your mother was also a hundred-thousand-year soul beast, but when I was with her, I was already a level 80-something Soul Douluo with enough strength to protect her."

"What you need to do now is reach the Title Douluo realm as soon as possible. Only by possessing the ability to protect Xiao Wu can you stay with her and be together forever."

"Do not let the tragedy of your mother and me happen again!"

Tang Hao said earnestly. Recalling those tragic memories, his eyes began to moisten.

The next morning, at dawn.

After Li Jiutian bid a simple farewell to the others, he set off for Slaughter City with Hu Liena!

Inside the carriage, Hu Liena suddenly asked, "Xiaotian, what kind of girls do you like?"

"What did you say?"

Li Jiutian had been deep in thought, contemplating the future establishment of his sect, and hadn't heard Hu Liena clearly.

"N-nothing!"

Hu Liena turned as red as a ripe apple and instantly lowered her head.

Just then, the carriage came to a sudden stop.

"G-General, it's bad! We've run into bandits!"

The coachman turned his head, his voice trembling with nervousness.

"Let's go, let's head out and take a look!"

Li Jiutian said, stepping out of the carriage, with Hu Liena following closely behind.

Ahead, there were about sixty people, and the bandit leader at the head was actually a level 72 Soul Saint.

"Oh, look, there's a little lady too!"

"Brother Zhu, we've really hit the jackpot this time. Look at that blonde girl, she's a real beauty!"

Beside the bandit leader, a shifty-eyed underling spoke up.

"You dare to rob a Spirit Hall carriage?"

Hu Liena said coldly, looking at the group of bandits as if they were idiots.

"Heh, would Spirit Hall travel through this remote path and enter my territory?"

"Besides, there isn't a single guard around you, just one driver. 'Spirit Hall people,' who are you trying to fool?"

"Hand over everything valuable you have, and leave that little lady behind to be my mountain wife. If you serve me well, you'll have all the wealth and glory you could want!"

The bandit leader stared lecherously at the snowy-white skin on Hu Liena's chest, his eyes never leaving that spot.

He couldn't wait to pounce on her right now and have his fill; it was as lewd as it could possibly get.

The bandit leader was named Zhu Kanglie. He was two meters tall, covered in thick, muscular blocks, and wore a small handlebar mustache. Because he had been hollowed out by years of wine and women, his hair had long since fallen out.

This was a wasteland surrounded by mountains, a lawless zone, which only served to fuel Zhu Kanglie's arrogance.

However, these bandits had no idea of Li Jiutian's strength. The reason he hadn't hired any Spirit Masters as guards was simply because he found it troublesome and it would affect their travel speed.

"Robbing me? Are you sure?"

Li Jiutian walked slowly toward the bandits, his soul rings appearing in response (Purple, Purple, Black, Black, Black, Red).

When the hundred-thousand-year soul ring appeared, the entire valley was dyed blood-red.

"Little Tian, I'll leave these animals to you!"

"Killing them would only dirty my hands!"

After Hu Liena finished speaking, she turned and returned to the carriage.

"A... a hundred-thousand-year soul ring!"

Zhu Kanglie was so terrified that cold sweat poured down his face, and he even started to stutter.

"Brother Zhu, where did your bravado go?"

"I won't lie to you, I have thirty million gold soul coins in my soul tool. Do you have the ability to come and take them?"

After Li Jiutian finished speaking, golden light erupted from his body, dyeing the surrounding sky gold. The Angel Domain enveloped the bandits.

Many of the bandit underlings had already wet themselves in fear upon seeing the hundred-thousand-year soul ring, and they began to flee in all directions.

But no matter how far they ran, they were pulled back to their original spots by a powerful force.

These bandits clearly weren't good people; there was no telling how many they had murdered and plundered. Given Li Jiutian's personality, how could he possibly let them go?

"Big... big brother, we can talk this over!"

Zhu Kanglie felt the icy killing intent radiating from him and said nervously.

"What is there to discuss with things like you who don't even qualify as human?"

"Commit suicide. That is the greatest mercy I can grant you."

"Otherwise, once I make my move, you won't even be left with a whole corpse!"

Li Jiutian said in a deep voice.

"Damn it, you're looking down on me, aren't you!"

"I'm a level 72 Soul Saint! Killing you will be as easy as turning over my hand!"

"Boys, he has thirty million gold soul coins on him! As long as we kill him, we won't have to worry about food or money for ten lifetimes!"

"Charge with me and slaughter him!"

After Zhu Kanglie finished speaking, he released his martial soul, a Nine-Foot Rake.

"Big brother is right! Once we kill this brat, why would we need to be bandits? We can go straight to Spirit City, live the high life, and have a different girl every single day."

"Exactly! This kid is all alone, and there are over sixty of us. We can hack him to death with sheer numbers. A hundred-thousand-year soul ring is nothing!"

The underlings chattered among themselves, and in the end, greed overcame their fear. They swarmed toward Li Jiutian in a pack.

Zhu Kanglie was extremely cunning; after releasing his martial soul, he didn't rush forward first, but instead let his underlings take the lead.

"The journey has been boring anyway, so this General will play with you properly!"

"Fifth Soul Skill, Flame Aurora Sword!"

Li Jiutian held the flame-imbued Aurora Sword and transformed into a streak of golden light, charging at the bandits!

"Swish!"

Wherever the golden light passed, the bandits' heads fell in response. In less than 30 seconds, all of Zhu Kanglie's underlings had met their end, leaving only him behind!

"L... little brat, I'm a Soul Saint! There's no way you can beat me!"

"Although you've killed so many of my underlings, I'm willing to let bygones be bygones. How about I let you off the hook?"

Zhu Kanglie forced himself to suppress the fear in his heart and shouted, though his voice lacked any conviction.

As soon as these words left his mouth, they drew a burst of laughter from Hu Liena inside the carriage.

"You idiot, I don't even hold Spirit Douluo in my eyes; do you really think I'd be afraid of a mere Spirit Saint like you?"

Li Jiutian gripped his Aurora Sword and began to walk slowly toward him.

"Seventh Spirit Ability, Rake True Form!"

"Fourth Spirit Ability, Berserk Power!"

Seeing that there was no hope of escape, Zhu Kanglie's muscles suddenly turned crimson, and then his martial soul erupted with white light, causing the rake in his hands to swell to eight meters in length.

"This is somewhat interesting."

Watching the crimson-skinned Zhu Kanglie, Li Jiutian offered a faint smile.

"Kid, my Berserk Power can increase my own strength by 50% in a short amount of time!"

"Right now, my strength is already approaching the level of a Titled Douluo!"

"If you beg for mercy now, I can spare your life!"

Zhu Kanglie said confidently, though despite being a Spirit Saint, he dared not easily engage Li Jiutian in battle.

After all, just a moment ago, Li Jiutian had effortlessly sent over sixty heads rolling to the ground, which had truly terrified him.

"When it comes to bragging, Brother Zhu, if you claim to be first in the entire continent, no one would dare claim second!"

"Approaching the strength of a Titled Douluo? Someone like you would be insta-killed by a single flick to the forehead from a Titled Douluo!"

"Hurry up and make your move; let me see exactly what kind of strength you've got!"

Li Jiutian mocked, raising his middle finger toward him.