Xiao Wu Scoffed: What Demon Dragon Douluo? He's Just a Fool! The Man Faced Demon Spider!

Night had fallen completely, and thick mist spread through the forest.

Yin Yu swept a hand over the Storage Bracelet on his wrist. Several flashes of light later, a few fine, comfortable field tents, folding tables and chairs, and a full set of camping supplies appeared on the ground.

"All right, we'll camp here tonight."

Yin Yu tossed the tents to Meng Shu.

"Once the girl finishes absorbing her Soul Ring, we can all get a good night's rest and set out in the morning."

Meng Shu hurriedly caught them and said respectfully,

"Thank you, Your Excellency."

Meng Yiran sat cross-legged nearby, a pale purple glow surrounding her as she focused on drawing in and absorbing the Phoenix-tail Crested Serpent's Soul Ring.

Chao Tianxiang stood beside her, keeping a close watch.

Leaning against a tree trunk, Yin Changqing gazed into the depths of the forest to the southeast and quietly made his plans.

If events followed the original story, Tang San's group, forced to retreat and eager to find Oscar another Soul Ring, would soon run into that Man Faced Demon Spider, roughly two thousand years old.

It would provide not only a Soul Ring but also the extraordinarily rare External Soul Bone, the "Eight Spider Lances."

Letting something that valuable fall into Tang San's hands would only strengthen an opponent. Naturally, Yin Changqing had to get to it first.

With that thought, Yin Changqing turned to Yin Yu and Tuoba Tingxue, who were setting up camp, and smiled.

"Dad, Mom, we've been busy half the night, and I'm starving.

I'll take a look around nearby and catch a couple of tender Soul Beasts. We can have barbecue for a late-night snack."

Tuoba Tingxue smiled at that. She dusted off her hands and teased him.

"You little rascal. Here we are in the dangerous Star Dou Great Forest, and food is the first thing on your mind."

Yin Yu burst out laughing and waved a hand.

"Go on, then!

At your current strength, you can roam this outer region as you please, as long as you don't blunder into the core and meet some ten-thousand-year-old monster.

Catch a plump boar or antelope. A Soft Bone Rabbit would do too. I'd like to try your barbecue tonight!"

"You got it. You two just wait for a treat."

Yin Changqing gave them a quick wave. In a flash, he vanished into the dense forest ahead.

The Shrek group ran several miles before stopping to rest in a secluded hollow, certain that no Titled Douluo had followed them.

The mood was heavy. Fear and exhaustion lingered on every face after their narrow escape.

Zhao Wuji leaned against a tree, let out a long breath, and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

"Ah, I was reckless today.

I thought Chao Tianxiang was alone and that we could push her around.

I never expected Meng Shu and Chao Tianxiang to have joined the Holy Dragon Sect...

And I certainly never expected Demon Dragon Douluo to come to the Star Dou Great Forest in person."

Tang San clenched his fists and said quietly,

"Teacher Zhao, don't blame yourself. We're simply too weak."

Zhu Zhuqing smoothed her hair, unable to contain her curiosity.

"Teacher Zhao, who exactly is this 'Demon Dragon Douluo'?

How does he have a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Ring?"

Ma Hongjun gave Zhu Zhuqing an odd look and exclaimed,

"Zhuqing, you've never heard of Demon Dragon Douluo?

He's made a name for himself across the continent these past few years!

He even broke Clear Sky Douluo's record as the youngest Titled Douluo!"

"Hongjun's right."

Ning Rongrong stepped forward, folded her arms, and raised her chin. Though she sounded somewhat resentful, she explained the story all the same.

"Demon Dragon Douluo's name is Yin Yu. He belongs to the Holy Dragon Sect, the foremost of the Lower Four Sects.

They say his Martial Soul isn't an ordinary White-Armored Earth Dragon, but a mutated, top-tier dragon Martial Soul.

He cultivates at a frightening speed, and no one at his level can match him in battle."

Dai Mubai could not help asking,

"The youngest Titled Douluo? How old was he when he broke through?"

"Forty-three!"

Ning Rongrong held up four fingers, gave a huff, and continued.

"When he reached Level 90 a few years ago, the whole continent was in an uproar.

They say that to obtain his ninth Soul Ring, he ventured alone into extremely dangerous ancient ruins and killed a mutated dragon Soul Beast that was a hundred thousand years old.

He got not only a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Ring, but a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone as well!

That battle made him famous, and people began calling him 'Demon Dragon Douluo.'"

The key words were they say.

Five years earlier, Yin Yu had gone Soul Hunting in the Far North with Tuoba Xi, Demon Bear, and Ghost Leopard—four Titled Douluo in all.

But neither Yin Yu nor Tuoba Xi could reveal to outsiders that Demon Bear and Ghost Leopard had helped them.

The Holy Dragon Sect had, in essence, split off from Spirit Hall and reorganized.

The elders also wanted to keep the Holy Dragon Sect's ties to Spirit Hall hidden.

As a result, Yin Yu had always been vague about how he obtained his Soul Ring.

What Ning Rongrong had said was only speculation!

Oscar sucked in a sharp breath and muttered, hunching his shoulders,

"A Titled Douluo in his early forties...

With a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Ring and Soul Bone, no wonder Teacher Zhao hardly dared breathe back there."

As Tang San listened to Ning Rongrong, his gaze grew darker. Turmoil surged through him, and he lowered his head to hide the cold glint in his eyes.

Xiao Wu stayed close to Tang San. As she listened to the tale of Demon Dragon Douluo, warmth gradually returned to her chilled hands and feet.

Xiao Wu muttered to herself,

Da Ming and Er Ming insisted a human Titled Douluo could see through the human form of a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast at a glance. They were just trying to scare me!

I faced that Level 94 Titled Douluo up close, and he let us go without noticing a thing, didn't he?

Xiao Wu kept her head down, but she could not stop a sly smile from tugging at her lips. She felt a rush of smug satisfaction.

The youngest Titled Douluo? He's just a blind fool!

Zhao Wuji clapped his hands, cutting off the discussion, and said firmly,

"That's enough. Don't build him up and lose heart yourselves!

We ran into a tough opponent today, but we can't forget why we came to the Star Dou Great Forest.

Rest here for half an hour. Once we've recovered, we'll keep looking for a suitable thousand-year Soul Beast for Oscar!"

"Yes, Teacher Zhao!"

Oscar nodded repeatedly, touched by his words.

Tang San patted Xiao Wu's shoulder and said softly,

"Xiao Wu, don't be afraid. I'm here."

"Mm, Brother. I'm not afraid."

Xiao Wu nodded obediently, her wariness fading completely.

Elsewhere, deep in the forest.

Yin Changqing moved swiftly through the dense trees, searching as he went.

Before long, a teeth-grating scraping sound and a strong, foul stench came from behind the bushes ahead.

In the undergrowth, a huge spider with three-meter-long legs, a body black as ink, and a human face on its abdomen was tearing apart a Soul Beast it had just killed with its blade-like legs.

"A Man Faced Demon Spider, around two thousand years old..."

Yin Changqing stopped on a tree trunk and looked down at the monster, the corners of his mouth lifting.

"I'll be taking those Eight Spider Lances."