Gu Yuena: You're Still Foolish; The Unfamiliar Lan Bing

"Are you Lan Mengqin?"

Lin Yuan was taken aback. In his mind, the image of that tall, white-haired girl with a Bingbing demeanor resurfaced after a long time.

But Lan Mengqin seemed a little slow-witted. Back when he lived with her, she chattered away all day long, just like a sparrow.

Lin Yuan thought for a while before remembering, and softened his tone:

"Don't cry, what's wrong?"

"I... I..." Lan Mengqin choked up, her words interrupted several times by her sobs. Lin Yuan was not in a hurry and just waited quietly.

Just then, Lan Mengqin's sobs quickly subsided, as if her communicator had been removed, Ruo Ye's voice rang out:

"Lin Yuan, this is Ruo Ye. Lan Bing is having some issues right now. We came back from our trip to our Home Planet a while ago, and Lan Bing seems like One Person. I don't know if it's due to her bloodline or something else, but her movements and expressions are all very stiff. Although she tries her best to act normal, she can't hide it from me."

"Furthermore, there seems to be something wrong with her Heavenly Snow Woman bloodline."

At this point, Ruo Ye's voice gradually lowered.

"It seems to have turned into... turned into a monster..."

Ruo Ye didn't continue, but Lin Yuan had already guessed what was to come.

monster.

He's become One Person; his body language and expressions are stiff. Has he been possessed?

Lin Yuan almost subconsciously thought of the later stages of the original novel.

The Abyssal Sage King wanted to possess Dong Qianqiu, and then Dong Qianqiu was forced to sacrifice herself.

However, the Abyssal Sage King is currently enduring hardship and biding his time inside the Heavenly Saint Rift Abyss Halberd, wishing he could keep a low profile.

Even if he really wanted to possess another body, would he really lie dormant for ten thousand years just to possess a Titled Douluo?

Just as Lin Yuan was engrossed in a mental battle, Lan Mengqin's scream rang out:

"No, Mom isn't a monster!"

"Mengqin, don't worry, we've already reported it to the Federation, and someone will be here soon." At this, Ruo Ye quickly added to Lin Yuan:

"Lin Yuan, when I noticed something was wrong with Lan Bing, I already called her teacher from Lan Bing Shrek. He's on his way here to discuss it with the War God Temple, so you don't need to worry."

"Mmm..." Lan Mengqin's voice choked with sobs. Beside her, she could hear Dong Qianqiu patting her back and softly comforting her. Lan Mengqin's voice was trembling with tears.

"I'm sorry, Lin Yuan. I acted impulsively just now. You shouldn't come. Mother is in too much danger right now. I'll go with the elders to organize the clansmen to leave later."

"Wait, hey?!"

Beep beep beep.

Before Lin Yuan could finish speaking, the other end of the call disconnected.

'Isn't this just deliberately keeping us in suspense?'

Lin Yuan rubbed his temples, his brow twitching slightly. He sighed and smiled.

"What kind of situation is this?"

"A medical accident happened out of nowhere."

Lin Yuan braced himself slightly with his hands, about to step out of the Simulation Pod, when suddenly, he felt his legs go weak, as if he were stepping on cotton, and his body involuntarily fell downwards.

At that moment, Lin Yuan suddenly felt his shoulder being grabbed and pulled slightly, and then Gu Yuena's calm voice came.

"I'm speechless. Don't you know that although the Douluo World is a Simulation world, everything— Soul Power, blood energy, and even Divine Power —requires a foundation in reality? In reality, the Douluo World can only Simulation your Soul Power when you use it. Especially blood energy and Divine Power, in reality, they are real consumption."

Gu Yuena frowned slightly:

"Also, since Ruo Ye and Mengqin don't need you to go, why are you still going? Your qi and blood are severely depleted and haven't recovered at all. Are you going to throw your life away?"

"Auntie, are you going to make me watch the wife of Uncle Ruo Ye once taught me, lose her life?"

As Lin Yuan answered, he pondered the Soul Power required to activate the Voice of the Stars and calculated the Soul Power consumption for merging the Lan Bing Bloodline Island.

It should be quite a lot. It shouldn't be calculated based solely on the 20% Soul Power Supernova Explosion. After all, when I first helped Aunt Lan Bing fuse bloodlines, both my Soul Power and Divine Power were nearly exhausted.

"You really are stupid. Fine, since that's the case, I agree to let you come with me." Gu Yuena nodded, her voice calm.

"Ah?"

Lin Yuan was taken aback.

Gu Yuena's eyes immediately turned strange. "Besides, Mengqin is my student, I'm sure I'll go. I was just wondering why a little Soul Elder like you would go if you had nothing better to do?"

Lin Yuan:...

Lin Yuan didn't insist and immediately nodded to Gu Yuena, his tone sincere:

"Thank you, Auntie, you're so kind."

Gu Yuena:...

Why does it sound so unpleasant?

Gu Yuena remained silent and did not respond. She placed her hands on Lin Yuan's shoulders, took a small step, and in an instant, a silver spatial gate appeared. Almost instantly, Gu Yuena brought Lin Yuan thirty kilometers away.

Meanwhile, in Beidou City, the land of the Ice Clan.

Unlike the scorching heat of summer, the temperature in Beidou City remains below zero year-round. Even under such harsh temperatures, countless flowers still grow towards the sun. This fusion of extreme temperature and nature constitutes a masterpiece of nature, attracting tourists year-round.

But things are different now.

At this moment, the Ice Clan's land was no longer as beautiful as before; only absolute cold and desolation erupted. A temperature that seemed to freeze even the air rapidly spread throughout the entire Ice Clan's land, and it even showed a faint tendency to spread towards Heaven Dou City.

Dong Qianqiu, Lan Mengqin, Ruo Ye sat on the sofa, their faces stiff.

The usually gentle and intelligent Lan Bing now had a slightly distorted expression on her face as she looked at them, a somewhat unfamiliar smile on her face:

"Ye Ye, did you and Mengqin just call Lin Yuan?"

"Yes..."

"It's a little itchy here."

Ruo Ye was about to answer, Lan Bing suddenly raised her hand and grabbed her own face, tearing off a piece of flesh with a whoosh—no, not flesh, but a block of ice. When the ice block hit the ground, it transformed into a small Soul Beast resembling a scorpion, raising its venomous tail and glaring at them with a fierce look.

"Hehe, it's good that Lin Yuan is here. I haven't seen this child in so long."

As Lan Bing spoke, she continued scratching her cheek, causing ice blocks to fall to the ground and ice-attribute Soul Beast to appear one after another.

Lan Mengqin's eyes reddened.

"Mom, stop scratching, doesn't it hurt?"

"Oh dear, Mengqin, compared to my previous outbreak of bloodline disease, this is nothing. Moreover, I feel like I've finally broken through the bottleneck that's been holding me back."

Ruo Ye forced a smile, then stood up:

"Lan Bing, your condition is a bit unstable right now. In order not to worry Lin Yuan, let me, Mengqin, and Qianqiu talk to Lin Yuan again."

"Okay, Ye Ye, I'll wait for you here." Lan Bing nodded.

Immediately, Ruo Ye took Lan Mengqin and Dong Qianqiu to the restroom.

Ruo Ye leaned against the wall, looking at Dong Qianqiu and Lan Mengqin in front of her, and said Youyou, "It seems the situation is more serious than we thought. Qianqiu, Mengqin, you two should go out later and help the elders evacuate the clansmen."

"And what about you, Dad?"

"Lan Bing is my wife. She almost gave up all the glory of Soul Master to be with me. How can I abandon her at this time?"

"No, no, I don't want to be separated from you, Dad." Lan Mengqin's emotions almost collapsed instantly, and she hugged Ruo Ye and cried loudly.

"Listen to me, my dear daughter, everything will be alright. You're twelve years old now, and in two more years you'll be the age for your mom to pursue your dad. You're all grown up now, and it's time for you to take on your responsibilities."

At this point, Ruo Ye nodded to Dong Qianqiu.

"Qianqiu, I'm entrusting Mengqin to you."

Don't worry, Uncle Lan.

At this point, Ruo Ye took a deep breath, forced a smile, and went to the living room. When she saw Lan Bing Lan Bing at her face, leaving deep, bone-revealing icy marks, Ruo Ye's expression froze instantly.

"Hey, Ye Ye, why are you the only one here? Where are Mengqin and Qianqiu?" Lan Bing asked with a smile.

"They were so happy to hear that Lin Yuan was coming that they ran out to greet him."

Ruo Ye smiled as he looked at Lan Bing, took Lan Bing hand, pulled her into his arms, and murmured:

"Don't be afraid, Lan Bing. If your bloodline disease is truly incurable, then I will stay with you."

"Ye Ye..." Lan Bing's hands froze instantly. She wrapped her arms around Ruo Ye's waist and buried her head in his chest.

Meanwhile, Lan Mengqin and Dong Qianqiu, who had already arrived in the Ice Clan's territory, were directing the relocation of their people together with the Ice Clan's elders.

Lan Mengqin didn't say much. She and Dong Qianqiu stood on a rock about five meters high and calmly gave instructions.

"Mengqin, take a rest." The seventy-year-old grandmother beside her watched what had happened, and felt a pang of sadness for the still-strong Lan Mengqin.

"Lan Bing's teacher just called me. He contacted the War God Temple and brought military personnel over."

"What? They're here?"

Lan Mengqin was taken aback, and then, a series of synchronized landing sounds of mechs hitting the ground rang out in the center of the square.

It was a special squad composed of eighty purple mechs, led by a black mech.

The black mech slowly opened, and a middle-aged man in military uniform, tall and burly, wearing a special cold-weather Soul Tool, walked towards them. He exuded an imposing aura.

Before long, a thin, middle-aged man with wrinkles on his face and the word "Shrek" hanging on his chest walked towards them together with the middle-aged man.

"You were the teacher who taught my mother?"

Lan Mengqin immediately stepped forward, looking at the wrinkled middle-aged man, her voice filled with hope.

"Are you here to rescue my mother?"

"Yes, I came to check on her."

"But Mom's condition is not stable right now..."

The middle-aged man interrupted Lan Mengqin, saying calmly, "You don't understand. A teacher for a day is a father for life. I think Lan Bing will still give me this much face."