Tang Ya is Captured by Zhongli Wu, Zhang Lexuan Asks Me to Save Her

"Senior Lexuan, come in and talk."

Xiaotao had already gone to sleep. What exactly happened to make the dignified senior sister of the inner courtyard lose your composure like this?"

Luo Feng stepped aside, his voice gentle yet carrying a steady calm that put people at ease.

Zhang Lexuan shook her head, her eyes faintly red, her voice trembling with irrepressible urgency and anxiety.

"I'm not coming in...

Luo Feng, I know you just went through a bloody battle, and I know this request is terribly selfish.

But I really have no other way. Please, go save Tang Ya!"

"Tang Ya?"

At those words, a faint flicker passed through Luo Feng's deep eyes.

She was the current sect master of the Tang Sect, and also the sweetheart of that boy named Beibei.

"Yes! Tang Ya!"

Zhang Lexuan took a deep breath, forcing herself to calm down, but her rapid breathing still exposed the panic in her heart.

"Just now, Shrek Academy's outer courtyard was attacked by the Holy Spirit Cult.

Although you and Elder Mu repelled the powerful enemies, that severely wounded Death God Douluo, Zhongli Wu, escaped.

When he used Blood Escape to flee from the edge of Sea God Island, he unexpectedly ran into Tang Ya!"

At this point, Zhang Lexuan's hands clenched the hem of her skirt tightly, her knuckles turning a little white.

"Tang Ya's Blue Silver Grass martial soul already had a hidden devouring dark attribute.

Lately, because she wanted to revive the Tang Sect and avenge her family, her obsession has grown extremely deep. Her aura was already on the verge of turning dark.

That deranged devil Zhongli Wu lost the vice cult master Feng Ling tonight, and he failed to take Ma Xiaotao away.

In his despair and rage, he actually took a liking to the source of Tang Ya's Dark Blue Silver Grass at a glance!"

"He... he treated Tang Ya as a new saintess candidate for the Holy Spirit Cult and directly attacked, abducting her!

To save Tang Ya, Beibei was struck casually by Zhongli Wu, and the meridians throughout his body were shattered. He's still lying in the infirmary now, his life hanging by a thread.

Beibei kept calling Tang Ya's name...

If Tang Ya really falls into the Evil Soul Masters' den and completely degenerates, Beibei will go mad!"

A crystalline tear slid from the corner of Zhang Lexuan's eye.

As an orphan adopted by Sea God Pavilion's pavilion master, Mu En, and as the "child bride of Beibei" acknowledged by all of Shrek Academy, she did not have romantic feelings for Beibei. It was more the doting affection of an older sister toward a younger brother, as well as the shackles of fate she bore in order to repay Elder Mu's kindness.

She had tied her entire life to Beibei. More than anyone, she hoped Beibei could be happy.

And Tang Ya was Beibei's very life!

"What about the academy's elders? What about Elder Mu?"

Luo Feng raised an eyebrow and asked flatly.

"Elder Mu forcibly unleashed his Radiant Holy Dragon true body, then clashed head-on with Zhongli Wu once.

The hidden injuries to his origin erupted, and he has already entered seclusion to suppress his wounds."

Zhang Lexuan closed her eyes in despair.

"Although the other elders and Elder Xuan are powerful in battle, Zhongli Wu used the desperate Blood Escape Technique of a rank ninety-eight Transcendent Douluo.

Once he set his mind on running, even Elder Xuan couldn't keep up with his speed at all, much less lock onto that eerie aura of death in the vast night."

Zhang Lexuan suddenly opened her eyes. Those sorrowfully beautiful eyes fixed firmly on Luo Feng, as if she were looking at the last ray of dawn descended from the heavens.

"But you can!

Luo Feng, you have four hundred-thousand-year soul bones, and you command divine movement skills that ignore space.

More than that, you possess a five-hundred-thousand-year sacred soul ring that can illuminate all darkness!"

"Your Six-Winged Archangel martial soul is naturally able to restrain and track the deepest evil!

Looking across the entire Douluo Continent, right now only you, only you as a rank ninety-six Transcendent Douluo, can catch up to Zhongli Wu and pull Tang Ya back from the abyss!"

By the end, this senior sister of the inner courtyard, who was usually so lofty and untouchable, actually felt her knees go weak and was about to kneel before Luo Feng!

"As long as you can save Tang Ya and preserve Beibei's reason to live, I, Zhang Lexuan, swear that even if you want me to work like an ox or a horse, even if you want me to pay any price at all, I won't say a single word against it!"

Buzz!

Before Zhang Lexuan's knees could touch the ground, a gentle yet irresistible pure golden sacred soul power supported her body, steadily helping her back to her feet.

Luo Feng quietly looked at the foolish woman before him, who was willing to cast aside all dignity and pride for someone else's happiness.

A complicated emotion flashed through his eyes.

To repay a debt of gratitude, for a "fiancé" who did not love her at all.

Zhang Lexuan had sealed her heart completely inside an icehouse and lived as a perfect tool.

That sorrow of being tightly bound by morality and fate truly stirred pity in others.

"Senior Sister Lexuan, why put yourself through this?

For a man whose heart only holds another woman, you're willing to give up even your life and dignity?"

Luo Feng's voice carried a trace of scrutiny and a sigh.

Zhang Lexuan smiled bleakly and shook her head.

"My life was given to me by Elder Mu.

As long as Beibei can be happy, it doesn't matter what happens to me.

Luo Feng, I'm begging you..."

Looking at that peerlessly beautiful face, tear-streaked yet incomparably resilient, the sigh at the corner of Luo Feng's mouth gradually faded.

In its place was a cold, fierce smile arrogant to the extreme.

"Get up.

Even if you hadn't begged me, I never planned to let that old ghost Zhongli Wu return to the Sun Moon Empire alive."

Luo Feng gave a cold laugh, and dazzling golden flames ignited in his deep black eyes.

"I said it before. Tonight, I'm going to cut my way through the Holy Spirit Cult.

Since he was lucky enough to pick up his dog life and still dared to play at kidnapping right under my nose, then I'll personally go drag out his soul and use it as a sky lantern!"

It was not only because of Zhang Lexuan's plea, but even more because Zhongli Wu, this rank ninety-eight Death God Douluo, was himself the fattest "experience pack" in the world!

Moreover, if Tang Ya's Dark Blue Silver Grass was brought back to the Holy Spirit Cult, it would indeed be no small trouble.

Since it was on the way, Luo Feng did not mind letting the radiance of the archangel completely illuminate Zhongli Wu's road of escape to the underworld!

"System, lock onto the remaining source aura of Death God Douluo Zhongli Wu!"

Luo Feng silently recited in his heart.

[Ding! Archangel Judgment Radar activated!]

[Tracking target... Lock successful!

Target is currently five hundred li northwest of Star Luo City, fleeing at extreme speed toward the border of the Sun Moon Empire!

His aura is extremely weak. Determined to be an excellent hunting opportunity!]

Hearing the system's mechanical prompt, Luo Feng curled his lips in satisfaction.

"Senior Sister Lexuan, dry your tears and go back to wait."

With a casual wave of his hand, Luo Feng shed the lazy sleeping robe he was wearing.

"Buzz!"

Accompanied by a sacred sword cry that seemed to pierce the clouds.

A magnificent combat windbreaker with a pure white base and edges inlaid with dazzling golden patterns instantly draped itself over him.

Three pairs of broad, heavy pure-gold wings abruptly unfurled in the narrow corridor.

Although no earth-shattering pressure erupted, that absolute sense of oppression originating from a high-ranking god

still made Zhang Lexuan feel a wave of suffocation.

"Luo Feng... be careful. Zhongli Wu is still rank ninety-eight, after all..."

Zhang Lexuan looked at Luo Feng, who seemed like a war god descending to the mortal world. The heavy stone in her heart finally dropped, yet she could not help but remind him with worry.

"He's just a stray dog whose courage I've already scared out of him."

Luo Feng turned his head slightly, sweeping a glance over that peerlessly beautiful, cold face. His tone carried an unquestionable dominance.

"Remember what you just said. To save Tang Ya, you're willing to pay any price."

"When I come back carrying Zhongli Wu's head, I'll personally collect that payment from you."

The instant his words fell, the hundred-thousand-year Heavenly Leap Left Leg Bone in Luo Feng's left leg suddenly erupted with dazzling radiance.

"Whoosh!"

Not the slightest ripple of air was stirred.

Luo Feng's figure seemed to have been erased directly by this space itself, vanishing from the corridor out of thin air.

Only a few gradually fading golden feathers of light remained, slowly drifting down through the air.