The Golden Generation's Strongest Returns, Hu Liena's Secret Crush

"How is that possible? Fang Fan is only Level 53. How could he kill someone more than ten levels above him? Was a Titled Douluo helping him in secret?"

Dai Yutian was stunned, his voice full of disbelief.

"Fang Fan defeated a Soul King without any help from a Titled Douluo, then defeated Xiao Lie!

"His Martial Soul seems to be called the Netherworld Evil Tiger. It's terrifyingly powerful!

"The moment he unleashed it, it suppressed Xiao Lie's Hell Spirit Cat!

"Even my Hell Spirit Cat trembled in fear!"

Zhu Dashuai shook his head.

"This is the first time I've seen such a powerful Martial Soul!"

"The Netherworld Evil Tiger?"

Dai Weisi approached from the side.

"Yes. It doesn't have a fierce yang nature. If anything, it feels steeped in yin and evil!

"He took Xiao Lie down in a single move. It was terrifying!"

Zhu Dashuai recalled the enormous Netherworld Evil Tiger and the sinister Soul Power it had spread across the entire courtyard.

The sight was still vivid in his mind.

"That strong?"

Dai Weisi sucked in a sharp breath.

Even he could only defeat opponents two or three levels above him.

Against someone with a Martial Soul of similar strength and an optimal Soul Ring configuration, victory was far from certain. It would come down to the fight itself.

Yet the Spirit Hall Saint Son was this monstrous!

He had to work harder. Otherwise, he would suffer a crushing defeat in two years.

"No wonder Bibi Dong seemed dismissive when she heard that the White Tiger Martial Soul and her disciple's Martial Soul shared the same origin!"

Dai Yutian's eyes turned cold. "Weisi, you need to work harder!"

"Yes, Father!"

Dai Weisi nodded earnestly.

"Develop a Martial Soul Fusion Skill with Zhu Yun as soon as possible!"

Dai Yutian spoke sternly to Dai Weisi, then turned to Zhu Dashuai.

"Do you have any other information about the Spirit Hall Saint Son?"

"One more thing. The Saint Son appears to have Twin Martial Souls. His other Martial Soul is a Blood Sword, and it looks extremely powerful!

"But I can't tell whether it's as strong as the Netherworld Evil Tiger. He didn't use any Soul Skills with it!"

Zhu Dashuai thought for a moment before answering.

"Twin Martial Souls!"

Dai Yutian was stunned all over again. And his second Martial Soul was a Blood Sword.

Those with sword Martial Souls were rarely weak!

There was Sword Douluo of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, for instance, and the Wind Sword Sect of the Heaven Dou Empire.

The Spirit Hall Saint Son was such a prodigy that Dai Yutian was left numb with shock.

Dai Weisi listened in disbelief as well.

Twin Martial Souls!

What in the world?

Far too few people on the Douluo Continent possessed Twin Martial Souls and lived long enough to develop them.

Even those born with them often died because their Martial Souls rejected each other.

Almost none survived past Level 50.

But the Spirit Hall Saint Son was already a Level 53 Soul King!

Of course,

Dai Weisi and the others had no idea Bibi Dong also possessed Twin Martial Souls. That was why the news shocked them so much.

"Whoosh... rustle..."

The wind swept past their ears.

Fang Fan occasionally glanced at the breathtaking young woman beside him, whose figure was impossible to ignore.

Throughout the journey, she gazed into the distance without a word, unusually quiet.

The wind streamed through her hair, carrying its sweet fragrance.

She seemed a little uneasy. After all, she was heading to an unfamiliar place where she had no family.

Fang Fan did not try to comfort her. He simply stood beside her in silence.

Before long, they returned to Spirit Hall.

Bibi Dong arranged for Zhu Zhuqing to live in Fang Fan's Holy Son Hall.

Only by putting the two of them together could their feelings grow.

Bibi Dong was very pleased with how Fang Fan had conducted himself at the Zhu Family's estate in Star Luo.

He had made her proud.

She walked with her head held high and her chest thrust proudly forward.

At the training ground of the Advanced Soul Master Academy,

Hu Liena was working up a sweat. Tall and beautiful, she carried an alluring charm in her every movement.

Yan approached from the side. The moment he saw her, he stared in open admiration. She's beautiful.

"Liena, you must be tired from training today. I brought you some Spirit-Concentrating Grass to help stabilize your Soul Power.

"Oh, and Fang Fan's back. He brought a gorgeous girl with an incredible figure, and she's moved into his Holy Son Hall!"

"What?"

Hu Liena stopped short at the news of Fang Fan's return. But when she heard he had brought a beautiful girl with him,

jealousy surged through her. She rushed into the changing room and put on a clean dress.

Yan held out the Spirit-Concentrating Grass to her.

Hu Liena refused it.

"Thanks for the thought, but I already have some."

After turning down Yan's offer,

she ran toward the Holy Son Hall.

When Yan saw she had not taken it, he gritted his teeth and followed.

"Liena...

"I heard His Holiness the Pope personally took Fang Fan to find that girl!

"She's probably going to be his wife!

"You don't stand a chance!"

"So what?"

Hu Liena only wanted to train with Fang Fan.

Every time they trained together, she felt happy and content.

She had never felt that way training with Yan.

Fang Fan was powerful, too. She lost every time they sparred, but she improved each time.

Sparring with Yan did nothing for her.

And so, over time, she had developed feelings for Fang Fan.

Her affection for him came from her admiration for the strong.

She liked strong people.

As for Yan, whom she had already defeated,

she could barely spare him a glance.

They could only ever be friends.

"Liena, you're not thinking of sharing him with that busty beauty, are you..."

Yan's voice turned shrill. He clapped both hands over his mouth and stared at Hu Liena in disbelief.

"You're so noisy!"

To Hu Liena, Yan sounded like a mosquito buzzing incessantly in her ear. He was getting on her nerves.

She lashed out with a kick and sent him flying.

"Ah..."

Yan slammed into a wall some distance away.

At last, things felt much quieter.

The whole world seemed brighter.

She knew Fang Fan was a peerless genius, not someone she could keep to herself.

She knew she was not strong enough, nor exceptional enough.

Her teacher cared for her, but she cared even more for Fang Fan.

Otherwise, he would not be the Saint Son.

Nor would her teacher have taken five Elders to find him a wife.

Perhaps it had something to do with Fang Fan's condition.

She had stumbled upon that secret three years ago.

Three years earlier, on a night of the full moon,

she had decided to sneak over and startle Fang Fan.

She climbed over the wall, evaded the guards, and reached his window.

Through a crack, she saw Fang Fan locked inside his bedroom. His eyes were red, a violent aura poured from him, and he roared like a beast.

The entire hall seemed to tremble beneath that sinister presence.

Her eyes widened, and she stumbled back two steps.

She stared at Fang Fan in his room, unable to believe what she was seeing.

He seemed to be fighting an illness—or something else.

His teeth were clenched, veins bulged along his neck, and sweat streamed down his body.

He looked ready to destroy anything in front of him.

Yet he held himself back.

She covered her mouth, not daring to make a sound. After watching for half an hour, she fled.

Later, she overheard Elder Chrysanthemum and Elder Ghost say that Fang Fan's Evil Thought flared up every full moon, making him want to destroy everything he saw.

So he had been fighting the Evil Thought within his Martial Soul.

Possessing such a powerful Martial Soul came at a price.

Hu Liena admired Fang Fan's willpower, and even more the courage with which he faced that Evil Thought.

"Liena, don't take it to heart. Yan just acts without thinking... Wait for me!"

Xie Yue appeared from somewhere and followed behind her, speaking with a light laugh.

"I know. I just don't want these things to keep causing trouble between us.

"Brother, why are you here too?"

Hu Liena sounded surprised, but her voice was gentle.

"The strongest of Spirit Hall's Golden Generation is back. Of course your brother wants to see him!

"Besides, I heard he brought home a stunning girl. I want to see what's so special about the woman who caught Fang Fan's eye!"

Xie Yue spoke with excitement and curiosity.