Porcupinefish Douluo Appears, Isn't This the Young Master?

"Who are you?" Jiang Nanchen asked in a deep voice, secretly preparing for Martial Soul Possession.

Porcupinefish Douluo did not answer, merely looking him up and down. His gaze lingered on the boy's golden hair for a moment, unable to snap out of it.

It was too similar; wasn't this exactly what the Young Master looked like when he was young?

Could it be that the Young Master had a man outside?

However, the Sacred Angel Martial Soul was not the Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul, a point he had already dismissed. Of course, there was another possibility: the Young Master's bloodline was not necessarily passed directly to Jiang Nanchen, but rather he had inherited it from his father's side.

Yes, that was very likely.

Even if they weren't cut from the same cloth, they were close enough. It wasn't as if he hadn't seen the Young Master when he was six or seven years old.

This wasn't just a matter of taking him back; he had to be taken back and nurtured properly. He certainly couldn't be left to dawdle at Nording Academy any longer.

"You are Jiang Nanchen? You awakened the Sacred Angel Martial Soul?" Porcupinefish Douluo regained his composure and asked in a flat tone.

Jiang Nanchen did not admit it immediately, instead watching the other person quietly while quickly calculating his origins.

For a powerhouse of this level to suddenly appear in Nording City, it most likely had something to do with his own Angel Martial Soul.

"I am. Who are you?" Jiang Nanchen countered with a question.

"Who I am is not important. What matters is, have you obtained your soul ring yet?" Porcupinefish Douluo said.

"No, the teachers were busy during the day, so I have to wait until tomorrow."

As Jiang Nanchen caught a clear look at the man's face under the faint starlight, his pupils constricted. Porcupinefish Douluo!

No wonder he arrived so quickly; he must have received the report sent by Su Yuntao. The message must have been intercepted.

Of course, with Porcupinefish Douluo here, he no longer had to worry about soul beasts.

He could now head straight to the Star Dou Forest to search for a soul beast. He had originally planned to settle for the Soul Hunting Forest, but with a Title Douluo as a bodyguard, he would naturally go to the Star Dou Forest.

The light-attribute soul beasts there were of higher quality and better suited for his Sacred Angel Martial Soul.

"Let's go, I'll take you."

Porcupinefish Douluo said.

"You're taking me?"

Putting on a look of utter disdain, Jiang Nanchen said, "A dangerous uncle like you, you aren't trying to kidnap a child, are you?"

That expression!

He truly felt like he was being looked down upon by the Young Master. Fortunately, this was someone else, not the Young Master himself.

Regardless, Porcupinefish Douluo still had to explain himself.

"I am a Title Douluo."

Porcupinefish Douluo released his soul rings. Two yellow, two purple, and five black soul rings appeared, and then he said, "See for yourself."

"A Title Douluo?" Jiang Nanchen said. "Then I'm even more confused. Why are you here?"

This brat was quite cautious. Forget it, he couldn't run away anyway; revealing his identity was justifiable.

"I am an elder of Spirit Hall, Porcupinefish Douluo. I received word that you awakened an Angel Martial Soul. Although I don't know how you managed to awaken it, you must cultivate under my supervision, otherwise, there may be danger!"

Porcupinefish Douluo bent down, intentionally emphasizing his tone.

"The danger seems to be caused by your Spirit Hall as well!"

Porcupinefish Douluo was instantly stunned, frozen in place.

How could this child be so sharp-tongued? His mind turned too quickly. An ordinary six-year-old would have panicked upon seeing a Title Douluo, but he was different; he dared to speak his mind to his face.

He coughed twice and took the opportunity to change the subject.

"Let's not talk about that. In any case, you know my identity now. Follow me, and no one can hurt you. We're going to the Star Dou Forest right now to hunt your first soul ring."

Jiang Nanchen raised an eyebrow, but he didn't press the issue further.

"Fine, how are we getting there?"

"I'll fly you there."

As soon as Porcupinefish Douluo finished speaking, he reached out and grabbed Jiang Nanchen's arm. His soul power surged, and his figure soared into the air, turning into a black shadow that streaked across the night sky.

With the wind whistling in his ears, Jiang Nanchen steadied himself and said, "I can fly myself, you know."

Porcupinefish Douluo glanced at him, his tone carrying a hint of disapproval.

"By the time you flew to the Star Dou Forest yourself, the opportunity would have long passed. With that little bit of soul power you have, you'd have to rest before you got very far. Just follow me obediently."

Jiang Nanchen curled his lip and didn't argue back. Having a Title Douluo as free transportation was indeed much less tiring than flapping his own wings. He looked down at the scenery rapidly receding below, his mind already calculating what age light-attribute soul beast he should choose for his first soul ring.

Soon, they reached the outskirts of the Star Dou Forest.

"We're here. This isn't a human town; soul beasts run rampant here. You aren't afraid, are you?"

As Porcupinefish Douluo spoke, he looked at Jiang Nanchen, expecting him to be trembling with fear. Instead, the boy looked at him with eyes that suggested he was looking at an idiot.

"Forget it, hurry up and find a soul beast. I'm not afraid!" Jiang Nanchen said.

"Fine."

Porcupinefish Douluo smiled helplessly.

This child was truly much more composed than the young mistress had been at his age.

Back then, the young mistress was just a tearful child, yet the Pope was far too cold, never offering her a shred of warmth or maternal love.

Porcupinefish Douluo walked slowly through the forest, his Soul Power radiating outward to scan the aura of the surrounding soul beasts.

"Helping you find a suitable light-type soul beast isn't simple. Your martial soul is of high quality; choosing one with too low a year count would be a complete waste of talent. We must be selective."

He turned his head to glance at Jiang Nanchen, whose golden hair hung over his shoulders, his profile identical to the young mistress in his memories.

Porcupinefish Douluo felt a moment of trance.

When he first followed the young mistress to Heaven Dou City, she was about this age, quiet in nature and sparing with her words.

Unlike the child before him, who was sharp-tongued and prone to snapping at people, yet possessed a face so similar that it always gave him the illusion of being disliked by the young mistress.

Fate truly played tricks on people, he sighed to himself.

Jiang Nanchen casually snapped off a branch, poking at the grass by the roadside with a relaxed tone.

"Don't worry, it's just finding a soul beast, it's not that hard."

"You make it sound easy." Porcupinefish Douluo withdrew his gaze and continued to scout ahead. "Light-type soul beasts are already rare, and finding one with good quality within the hundred-year range is even harder, otherwise we wouldn't have needed to make a special trip to Star Dou Forest."

Jiang Nanchen curled the corners of his lips.

"The hard part is for you anyway, not me. You're a Titled Douluo, surely you can't be stumped by a mere first soul ring?"

Porcupinefish Douluo was choked by the remark and didn't reply, simply pushing his Soul Power to expand his search range further.

Insects chirped incessantly through the woods, and moonlight filtered through the branches to cast mottled shadows. Before long, he paused, his eyes narrowing slightly.

"Found it. Two miles ahead, a Lightstripe Leopard around three hundred years old. Pure light attribute, with decent speed and aggression. It's perfect for your first soul ring."

But Jiang Nanchen interrupted him.

"No, the year count is too low. I want to find a soul beast between six hundred and nine hundred years!"

"What?" Porcupinefish Douluo thought he had misheard and widened his eyes. Six hundred to nine hundred years.

No soul master on the entire continent had ever had a first soul ring exceeding five or six hundred years, yet this kid actually wanted to pick one between six hundred and nine hundred?