An old acquaintance

[Previously, you came back to life, stronger than ever.]

[The winds gathered around you, as though welcoming their king home. Boundless evil qi from heaven and earth poured into your body with the wind.]

[Although your cultivation did not increase directly, your strength improved considerably.]

[You listened to the wind cheering in your ears and the evil qi whispering to you. Your body began to grow, rapidly rising from your newly born height of a little over 1.3 meters to 1.8 meters.]

[Your original blue hair was replaced by long, jet-black locks. With a casual wave of your hand, you formed a robe around yourself from evil qi.]

[Once you finished, you did not know what to do. You followed your instincts and wandered the continent. Like an ascetic, you walked on without complaint, all the way to the ends of the world.]

[In the one hundred and tenth year of the simulation, you had traveled across the entire Douluo Star. Due to the conditions of the era, your cultivation advanced extremely slowly—at least sixty times slower than that of an ordinary Soul Master. Even now, your Soul Power had yet to reach rank one. You were not even a Soul Scholar.]

[In the one hundred and thirteenth year of the simulation, your wanderings brought you to Heaven Dou City. As you walked its streets, beautiful women often cast flirtatious glances your way.]

[You did not understand what they were trying to convey, so you chose to ignore them.]

[As you passed the dilapidated Dugu Residence, you felt a sense of familiarity and decided to take a look inside, only to be stopped.]

[The person blocking your way was a stooped old woman whose alluring eyes bore some resemblance to Dugu Bo's.]

[She was none other than Dugu Yan. A century had passed, and so many people and things were no longer what they once were.]

[You did not recognize her. More precisely, at this moment, you did not know Dugu Yan.]

["Get out! Get out! You animals! Why?! Why?! I didn't do anything! Why are you people doing this to me?!" The aged Dugu Yan leaned on her cane, uttering words you could not understand.]

[After you faked your death, the Dugu Family was the first to suffer.]

[To protect Dugu Yan and Yu Tianheng as they escaped, Dugu Bo ultimately chose to perish together with Spirit Hall's Mighty Lion Douluo.]

[Yet Dugu Bo's death earned him not Yu Tianheng's gratitude, but his betrayal.]

[After escaping alive, Yu Tianheng treated Dugu Yan as a breeding tool and kept taking concubines. His shameless behavior enraged Dugu Yan, who was only in her twenties. But she was pregnant at the time and ultimately proved no match for him. He crippled her cultivation, then sold her to the Happy Red House.]

[At first, Dugu Yan tried to resist after being sold to the Happy Red House, but every attempt failed. With her cultivation crippled, she was nothing there. Because she was reasonably pretty, every day was spent serving customer after customer.]

[Perhaps fate had not meant for her to die. Dugu Yan eventually escaped, but by then, she had become somewhat deranged.]

[You ignored the deranged Dugu Yan and strode into the Dugu Residence. Weeds grew thick inside, but there was nothing out of place.]

[When Dugu Yan saw you enter, she seemed to recall something terrible. She huddled in a corner, murmuring, "No, no, don't come near me!"]

[Your gaze remained perfectly calm, without the slightest trace of unusual emotion.]

[As you looked around the Dugu Residence, it felt both unfamiliar and strangely familiar. You crossed the front courtyard and entered the rear courtyard, where two figures woven from weeds sat in a pair of reclining chairs.]

[You did not know why such a peculiar scene awaited you in those chairs. You looked at the straw figure dressed in black and green, then at the one wearing a plain white robe. Something felt strange, but you could not say what.]

[You approached and stood before the marble table between the two reclining chairs. Several damp books lay on it. As soon as you turned a page, it crumbled like tofu dregs and scattered across the ground.]

[You put down the book. A heavy, painful feeling weighed on your heart, but you could not explain why it hurt. It felt strange, and you did not understand why you were this way.]

[Outside the Dugu Residence, a woman who looked to be in her thirties entered carrying a lunchbox.]

[The moment Ye Lingling crossed the threshold, she saw Dugu Yan huddled by the entrance, muttering incoherently.]

[Seeing her once-close friend reduced to this state left Ye Lingling with complicated feelings. But with Shrek Academy's support, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan had grown increasingly powerful. Her little Ye Family could not possibly stand against it.]

[Hearing a disturbance in the front courtyard, you left the rear courtyard and went to investigate. When you saw Ye Lingling, you felt nothing in particular.]

[Ye Lingling, however, froze for a long time upon seeing you.]

[She knew your face all too well. Though your clothes, hair color, and presence had changed, your face was still the same as it had been back then.]

[Her voice trembling with uncertainty, Ye Lingling asked, "Senior Su, is it really you?"]

[You could not understand what Ye Lingling was saying, but when you heard her say "Su," you felt that it might be your name, though it also seemed incomplete.]

[You said nothing, merely looking at Ye Lingling until a chill settled in her heart.]

[She gave a self-mocking smile. "Senior Su died a hundred years ago. How could a dead man possibly come back to life?"]

[Just as Ye Lingling was mocking herself, a thuggish middle-aged man walked in.]

["Head of the Ye Family, you're here again? Why didn't you let us know you were coming? We could've given you a proper welcome." The middle-aged men eyed her lecherously. Although Ye Lingling was nearly a hundred years old, after becoming a Titled Douluo, she had retained the appearance of a woman in her thirties. She did not look old at all; instead, she possessed the lingering charm of a mature beauty.]

["How dare you! I'm a Titled Douluo! Even if I'm only a support-type Soul Master, I'm still a Titled Douluo!" Ye Lingling tried to frighten them off, but none of them were intimidated.]

["Family Head Ye, why bother resisting? Don't worry. We'll make you feel real good. We guarantee you'll find out what it means to enjoy being a woman." The middle-aged men watched her with mocking eyes. In previous years, Ye Lingling had been able to keep herself safe by relying on the strength of the guards accompanying her. But times had changed. Low-ranking Soul Masters devoted themselves to cultivation, and high-ranking Soul Masters were even more focused on it.]

[In this era, when Soul Power had all but dried up, anyone who reached rank ten at the age of ten was considered a genius among the very best.]

[Now, without her guards, Ye Lingling—a purely support-type Titled Douluo—had absolutely no chance of resisting these Soul Saints from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.]