Reversal Upon Reversal

"Is it really okay to let the young lady beside you hear that?" A trace of mockery flashed through Lin Yuan's eyes.

"None of that matters. Just tell me whether you agree or not." Meng Baichuan sounded somewhat impatient.

Faced with Meng Baichuan's proposal, Lin Yuan gave only one reply. "If you had found me first, would you have spared me?"

Meng Baichuan froze for a moment, then laughed. "No. But if you hand over the technique you cultivate, I can consider sparing your life."

Clearly, through his conversation with Dai Mubai, he had already learned that Lin Yuan might possess some formidable cultivation technique.

Otherwise, there was no way Lin Yuan could have instantly defeated Dai Mubai, whose Martial Soul Possession was active and whose Soul Power exceeded his, without even using his Martial Soul.

In Meng Baichuan's eyes, after crossing over to the Douluo Continent, he lacked nothing. He had talent, looks, and a background.

The only thing he lacked was a cultivation technique.

If he had one, why would he need to compete with Tang San? He could just refuse to eat beef himself.

Upon hearing the words "cultivation technique," Lin Yuan could finally confirm that the other party truly had not arranged for anyone else to meet them.

Because such things were often what transmigrators relied upon to establish themselves. Even with those closest to them, they might not reveal them.

Still, he made one final probe. "You didn't have anyone from the Dragon Snake Family come meet you, and instead of taking a carriage, you strutted out of Suotuo City just to lure me out?"

A smug expression appeared on Meng Baichuan's face.

"Yes. I did the same thing last year and even had my grandfather and grandmother waiting outside the city to meet us, but unfortunately, you didn't take the bait. So, to draw you out, I didn't hesitate to put myself in danger."

"Fortunately, you showed up in the end."

"And thanks to your appearance, I originally thought I could at most become a First-Level God and remain beneath Tang San for the rest of my life."

"But because of you, I can now call the shots myself and refuse to eat beef."

As he spoke, his expression gradually turned crazed. "Once we return, I'll have my grandfather and grandmother go cause trouble for Old Poison. They only need to hold him back. Then the Immortal Herbs, beauties, and divine positions will all be mine. And you will be the stepping stone to my ascent."

Meng Yiran was completely lost in their conversation.

From her initial rage at Lin Yuan's sneak attack to her current confusion, her face was filled with doubt. "Xiaochuan, what are you talking about? What fellow townsman, what cultivation technique, what divine position, what beauties, what Immortal Herbs? What exactly are you talking about?"

"Don't worry about it, Sister. This person came to kill us. Hurry up and attack him." Meng Baichuan pointed at Lin Yuan.

Though Meng Yiran could not understand what the two of them were saying, out of absolute trust in her younger brother, she still attacked without hesitation.

One yellow and three purple soul rings rose from beneath her feet. After two years of sharing cultivation speed, Meng Yiran had already advanced to Soul Ancestor.

Holding a Snake-Headed Cane over two meters long, she charged at Lin Yuan.

At the same time, Meng Baichuan raised both hands. A Dragon-Headed Cane and a Snake-Headed Cane appeared in his hands respectively.

One yellow and two purple soul rings soared into the sky, then hovered above his head and overlapped. A pillar of light descended, enveloping Meng Baichuan.

"A Self-Body Martial Soul Fusion Skill?"

A flicker of surprise passed through Lin Yuan's eyes as he turned his gaze toward Meng Yiran.

"First Soul Skill: Snake Shadow Ambush!"

When she came within three meters of Lin Yuan, Meng Yiran's first soul ring lit up. Gripping her Serpent Cane, she launched a rapid series of thrusts. Five snake shadows immediately extended from the head of the cane, each locking onto one of Lin Yuan's limbs and his left shoulder.

Lin Yuan had seen Meng Yiran use this soul skill countless times at the Suotuo City Soul Fighting Arena, so he was naturally extremely familiar with it. It came from some snake-type soul beast around five or six hundred years old.

Unlike the single-target attacking soul skill Snake Blade from the original story, this was a multi-target attacking soul skill.

Each snake shadow could bind and bite an enemy.

Any enemy bitten would be injected with neurotoxin, causing bodily paralysis, sluggish movements, or even complete immobility.

In severe cases, it could even prove fatal.

It bore some resemblance to Orochimaru's Hidden Shadow Many Snakes Hands.

Logically speaking, Meng Yiran's final snake shadow should have targeted Lin Yuan's head, yet she had chosen his shoulder instead.

Did she go easy on me? And that Meng Baichuan... using his own sister to buy time. I may have underestimated him...

As the five snake shadows lunged at him, Lin Yuan's figure flickered, and he instantly vanished from where he stood.

When he reappeared, he was already at Meng Yiran's side. Blue flames rose from his right palm as he struck out.

This was an ability granted to Lin Yuan after he cultivated the Supreme Sacred Heaven and Earth Technique and the Five Thunder Heavenly Heart Formula to the fourth level.

When activating either of the two techniques, he could attain speed comparable to teleportation. Lin Yuan called it Flash.

It was like the speed Shangguan Yunque displayed when fighting Underworld Emperor Zhu Yougui in the world of The Outcast.

If he activated both techniques at once, his speed could become even faster.

Seeing her opponent suddenly vanish before her eyes, Meng Yiran could not help but freeze. By the time she reacted, she only felt a sharp pain in her back.

At the same time, Meng Baichuan's Self-Body Martial Soul Fusion Skill was complete. He transformed into a strange four-clawed dragon roughly seven meters long and, completely disregarding Meng Yiran's life, charged wildly toward where Lin Yuan and Meng Yiran stood.

Everywhere he passed, flowers and grass withered. He was clearly filled with deadly poison.

Lin Yuan knew full well that if this palm strike landed solidly, Meng Yiran would certainly die.

But at the same time, he himself would be struck by the strange dragon formed from Meng Baichuan's Self-Body Martial Soul Fusion Skill.

With no other choice, Lin Yuan withdrew half the force from his palm, flashed away from where he stood, and avoided the four-clawed dragon's ambush.

After taking half of Lin Yuan's palm force, Meng Yiran cried out and spat out a large mouthful of blood. The Snake-Headed Cane flew from her grasp as her entire body hurtled uncontrollably forward.

Just as the four-clawed dragon was about to crash into Meng Yiran, it noticed Lin Yuan, who had flashed to the side.

It decisively abandoned her and lunged toward Lin Yuan instead.

Meng Yiran narrowly escaped disaster, but the dragon's tail still brushed her back as it turned. The poison corroded most of the clothing on her back, worsening her injuries.

Fortunately, Meng Yiran possessed the Snake-Headed Cane Martial Soul and had a certain natural resistance to this poison. Otherwise, she would have surely perished.

While using Flash to evade the strange dragon's claws, Lin Yuan sneered mockingly. "You don't even care about your own sister's life?"

The four-clawed dragon spoke in human words. "You don't actually think I treat her as my sister, do you? I have looks, I have talent, and I even helped her reach the Soul Ancestor realm in such a short time."

"I gave her achievements far beyond what she could have attained at this point in the original story."

"But just because of some so-called blood relation, she repeatedly rejected my courtship. Do you think I would still care about her?"

"As long as I can obtain the cultivation techniques on you, forget a mere Meng Yiran—even Pope Bibi Dong and Sea God Douluo Bo Saixi, I'd dare make them take maternity leave."

As he spoke, he intensified his offensive against Lin Yuan.