Wuhun City Shocks the World, Land of Fortune!

"Mom personally led a raid on the Noumenon Sect?"

Upon hearing the news Mu Yunye had shared, Qian Renxue's stunning face was immediately filled with undisguised surprise.

"Yes. It seems Du Bushi's previous ambush truly enraged Aunt Dong."

Mu Yunye smiled faintly, his eyes glinting with anticipation for the spectacle.

"Sister Xue, we happen to be within the Heavenly Soul Empire right now, and the Noumenon Sect's mountain range isn't too far away. How about... we go take a look?"

At those words, a sharp, eager light flashed through Qian Renxue's beautiful eyes!

"Since Mom has already established Wuhun City's authority for us, naturally we can't be absent. Let's go!"

"Buzz—!"

Without the slightest hesitation, Mu Yunye drove the Propulsion Array of his Three-Word Battle Armor, Sword Star God, to its limit.

Accompanied by a crisp mechanical hum, dazzling platinum flames erupted from the void behind him. He tore through the sound barrier as though teleporting.

Qian Renxue likewise spread her six wings, erupting with the terrifying speed of an eighty-third-rank Soul Douluo. The two shot toward the Noumenon Sect like brilliant meteors!

Meanwhile, the main hall atop the Noumenon Sect's central peak had long since become a ruin.

"Cough, cough... cough!"

Amid shattered boulders and broken timber, Du Bushi coughed violently. Each cough brought up mouthfuls of black blood mixed with chunks of internal organs.

His once mountain-like dark green body was now covered in savage cracks. The bloody hole in his chest, pierced through by violet-black deathlight, emitted a nauseating stench of decay.

"Damn it..."

Du Bushi's eyes were crimson as he stared fixedly at the stunning figure suspended high in the sky, his gaze sinister to the extreme.

Looking around, countless elite disciples of the Noumenon Sect had fallen. Most had suffered grievous internal injuries and groaned in pain on the ground.

And in the sky...

Chrysanthemum Douluo Yue Guan, Ghost Douluo Gui Mei, and the other Titled Douluo looked down at them with cold smiles.

What filled the Noumenon Sect with even greater despair was the Holy Light Soul Engineer Corps behind Bibi Dong, like a legion of killing machines.

"You've gone too far!"

Du Bushi gritted his teeth and forced out those words through clenched jaws.

Faced with Du Bushi's impotent fury, Bibi Dong merely cast him a disdainful glance, her beautiful face full of indifference.

"This is the price for offending Wuhun City."

Bibi Dong's voice was not loud, yet wrapped in ultimate soul power, it rolled across the skies of the entire Heavenly Soul Empire like thunder from the ninth heaven.

"Du Bushi, I am not sparing the Noumenon Sect today because I fear your so-called Noumenon Sect, much less the Heavenly Soul Empire behind you."

She raised her chin slightly, her violet-black eyes carrying the pride of one who looked down upon the world.

"I leave you this broken life only so that you—and everyone under heaven—will understand that Wuhun City possesses the power to destroy any force at will! We do not wish to start conflicts, but if anyone dares provoke us..."

"The Noumenon Sect will be the example!"

Those words were incomparably domineering. Du Bushi was so furious his lungs nearly burst, yet he could not utter a single rebuttal.

Before an Ultimate Douluo with Twin Martial Souls and a Soul Engineer Corps boasting such terrifying firepower, he did not even have the right to risk his life.

"Hm?"

Amid the suffocating atmosphere, Bibi Dong's icy expression suddenly shifted slightly.

Immediately after...

The killing intent around her, which seemed capable of freezing space itself, rapidly faded like spring snow melting away. A rare, gentle smile appeared on her beautiful face.

She sensed two exceptionally familiar and dear auras sweeping in from the direction of the Far North.

"Whoosh! Whoosh!"

Two dazzling streaks of light instantly tore through the clouds above the Noumenon Sect and landed steadily beside Bibi Dong. They were Qian Renxue and Mu Yunye, who had rushed over at top speed.

"Aunt Dong, you really made quite a commotion establishing your authority."

Mu Yunye glanced at the Noumenon Sect below, now reduced to ruins, and curled his lips into a faint smile.

"You two children, didn't you go to the Far North? How did you return so quickly?"

Bibi Dong looked at the increasingly profound and restrained holy aura surrounding Qian Renxue, a trace of satisfaction flashing through her eyes.

At that moment, Du Bushi below also struggled to raise his head and turned his gaze toward the two young people who had suddenly appeared.

When his eyes fell upon Mu Yunye...

Especially when he saw the pure white armor covering Mu Yunye's body, its surface flowing with mysterious patterns, his already sinister eyes instantly erupted with extreme greed and malice.

"Is that... the Battle Armor spoken of in the rumors?!"

Du Bushi roared inwardly.

As the sect master of the Noumenon Sect, he revered the power of the flesh and had always disdained soul tools. Yet in recent days, word had spread throughout the continent that Wuhun City's Holy Son could use a set of equipment called Battle Armor to allow a Soul Elder to unleash the combat strength of a Soul Sage.

Seeing the armor's peculiar rhythm, as though it possessed life itself, even this Super Douluo felt his heart tremble.

"..."

Sensing Du Bushi's greedy gaze, like that of a venomous snake, Mu Yunye merely glanced down at him from above.

"Aunt Dong, since the purpose of establishing our authority has been achieved, let's return."

Mu Yunye spoke calmly.

"These homeless dogs aren't worth wasting our time on."

"Very well. Let's return to the city."

Bibi Dong nodded.

With a sweep of her sleeve, she led Yue Guan, Gui Mei, and the Holy Light Soul Engineer Corps away in a vast procession. All that remained was the wrecked Noumenon Sect and Du Bushi, shivering in the wind.

On the way back to Wuhun City, the system's crisp, mechanical notifications suddenly rang out one after another in Mu Yunye's mind, as though exploding within it.

[ Ding! Detected that Wuhun City continues to awaken martial souls for free in surrounding remote villages. The common people have pledged their hearts to Wuhun City. Wuhun City fortune +1! ]

[ Ding! Detected that Wuhun City has unconditionally taken in refugees displaced by war. The Soul Master Subsidy policy has won widespread support. Wuhun City fortune +1! ]

[ Ding! Detected that the host and Wuhun City's upper ranks have displayed absolute strength and foundation. Multiple nearby small and medium-sized forces have voluntarily pledged allegiance to Wuhun City! ]

[ Mission reward issued: Obtained ten Ninth-Level Fixed Soul Guidance Shells! ]

"Hiss—!"

Upon hearing the final reward, Mu Yunye sucked in a sharp breath. Even his flying body swayed slightly in midair.

Ten Ninth-Level Fixed Soul Guidance Shells!

"Excellent. Although Wuhun City's current soul tool level is already sufficient to manufacture Ninth-Level Fixed Soul Guidance Shells..."

"Having reserves is never a bad thing."

However, what truly shocked Mu Yunye was not the ten Ninth-Level Fixed Soul Guidance Shells, but the fortune that kept accumulating in the system notifications!

"Wuhun City's fortune... has grown ever more abundant."

Mu Yunye quietly pondered to himself.

Fortune was something invisible and intangible, yet it truly existed.

As Wuhun City continued taking in refugees, aiding commoners, and repeatedly displaying crushing strength across the continent, its prestige had already reached its peak.

With the immense fortune Wuhun City had now gathered, the land where the city stood had likely undergone earth-shattering changes without anyone noticing.

That place...

Was becoming an unparalleled land of spiritual beauty on the Douluo Continent!

Under fortune's pull, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth would madly gather toward Wuhun City. The commoners living there would not only be free of illness, but their lifespans would likely far exceed those of people elsewhere!

And for soul masters...

Cultivating in a place where such fortune gathered would allow their progress to soar by leaps and bounds. They would never encounter so-called bottlenecks.

Perhaps even...

Mu Yunye looked up at the illusory heavens, a trace of fervent ambition flashing through his mysterious Double Pupil.

"Perhaps such immense fortune of humanity may give rise to those who create their own godhood... or even more people who step into the ranks of Ultimate Douluo."

Mu Yunye secretly clenched his fists.

"Given time, Wuhun City will surely become the true birthplace of gods on the Douluo Continent!"

As Wuhun City's forces returned in triumph, the storm not only failed to settle, but instead swept wildly from the Heavenly Soul Empire across the entire Douluo Continent.

Bibi Dong, as an Ultimate Douluo with Twin Martial Souls, had severely wounded Du Bushi, the sect master of the Noumenon Sect, with a single strike!

Within only a few days, this news left the upper ranks of the Star Luo Empire, the Sun Moon Empire, and even Shrek's Sea God Pavilion numb with shock.