Slaughter God Heir

Time passed by three days. Today, Zhao Wuji returned to the sect and, under the lead of Hua Xiong, entered the Flame Emperor Legacy Tower.

Another two days passed. Yang Xiu stood at the entrance of the Flame Emperor Legacy Tower, waiting. He had a premonition that Zhu Zhuqing was about to come out. That was simply due to their telepathic connection.

After more than an hour, Zhu Zhuqing walked out from inside. Her entire person had become even colder than before, just like a piece of ice. It seemed the legacies of Dragon One and the others had also affected her personality.

Yet when Zhu Zhuqing saw Yang Xiu waiting for her, a faint smile bloomed on her face, just like a warm sun suddenly appearing over a land of ten-thousand-year ice. Zhu Zhuqing quickened her pace and arrived before Yang Xiu.

"Brother Xiu, I succeeded," Zhu Zhuqing said to Yang Xiu.

"My little kitten is the best."

Zhu Zhuqing furrowed her brow slightly, but when she felt her head being stroked, it quickly smoothed out, and she began to enjoy it again with her eyes half-closed.

Yang Xiu looked at her like this and gently pulled Zhu Zhuqing into his arms, meanwhile using the Detection Technique to check her stats.

Name: Zhu Zhuqing Soul Power: Rank 37, Yellow, Purple, Purple Martial Soul: Hell Spirit Cat Trait: Hellish Slaughter: Born for slaughter, where killing becomes an art, clinging like maggots to a bone and shadowing like a form. Endless and relentless. Under this state, pain perception drops to 10%, absolute sanity, purging all negative effects. Every attack is a full-strength strike while mitigating 50% damage. Slaughter continuously restores one's condition! Formed by fusing the legacy of Dragon One and her own martial soul's Netherworld Power.

Seeing that Zhu Zhuqing had risen by 5 ranks, and that her soul power would continue to slowly strengthen until she reached rank 91, Yang Xiu was given a huge fright. As for this final trait, it was simply a battlefield slaughter god; among peers, activating the trait allowed one to take on a hundred single-handedly.

Yet Yang Xiu had never thought of letting Zhu Zhuqing go out to slaughter enemies. Zhu Zhuqing only needed to accompany him along the path he forged ahead. No matter how powerful Zhu Zhuqing became, she could only be the little kitten protected by him.

"Legacy... Truly worthy of being the Flame Emperor Legacy Tower. Even though I felt it was formidable, I still underestimated it somewhat," Yang Xiu sighed with emotion. He wondered if he should also go inside to take a look, but after pondering back and forth, he decided to wait until after the sect recruited disciples. Dragon One and the others were still inside, and with no one knowing when they would emerge or anyone to manage things, he—who had been a slacker for three or four years—had to handle it himself this time. Fortunately, the sect had few people and nothing much to do, so with nothing on his hands, he began heading back to cultivate once more.

Two days later, Hua Xiong and Zhao Wuji came out. Zhao Wuji's soul power had increased by 3 ranks, reaching rank 84, but nothing else changed; after all, Hua Xiong had basically taught him everything he could, and in the end he returned to Shrek Academy. As for Hua Xiong, he returned in disappointment. It seemed not a single legacy caught his eye, and he hadn't even obtained Lu Bu's legacy. Because of this matter, Hua Xiong even complained tearfully to Yang Xiu, but it was of no use since it was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

In the days that followed, Guan Sheng came out. Guan Sheng obtained his ancestor's true teachings, which allowed his soul power to increase by a full 2 ranks, making him a rank-97 super peak Douluo. One had to know that after level 95, every single rank was a natural chasm. Dragon One and the others had all come out except for Dragon Two. Yang Xiu had instructed Dragon One to come find him after coming out. Some had reaped rewards, while others had not. Thus, all the Soul Saints had broken through to Soul Douluo. Now, among the eighteen brothers, the one with the best talent—Dragon Two—was currently undergoing a trial. Indeed, in the end he was chosen by Bai Qi, inside a space.

A few days ago, Dragon Two arrived here, and Bai Qi gave him a trial: slaughter all 100,000 illusions of rank-81 Soul Douluos. After the trial began, Dragon Two discovered that no matter how severe his injuries were, he would not die, and no matter how exhausted his spirit was, his body remained filled with strength. From initial dodging to numb, unfeeling slaughter, he felt as though he had lost all sensation. He was so tired, yet he could not fall down. From initially killing over a hundred people a day to thousands now, Dragon Two's goal grew closer and closer. Finally, right before he could no longer hold on, he completed the trial. After all the illusions vanished,

Dragon Two, not knowing why, climbed up from the ground. "Are all these illusions?"

"Yet why do they feel so real?" Suddenly a voice interrupted his words.

"I didn't expect you to actually pass this old man's trial."

Seeing the illusory figure nearby, whose murderous aura was on the verge of solidifying, even Dragon Two, who rarely spoke, said respectfully,

"Greetings, Senior Slaughter God. Have I passed the trial? I thought I was having a dream."

"Haha..." Bai Qi laughed out loud, then sighed and said,

"Very well, it is time for the legacy." Bai Qi pointed straight at the center of his brow.

Soon the illusory Bai Qi turned translucent. Once the legacy was complete, he transformed directly into a ball of soul fire and vanished. Not knowing how long had passed, Dragon Two awoke from the legacy and bowed solemnly and stiffly toward the spot where Bai Qi had previously stayed. Soon Dragon Two left the Inheritance Tower.

As soon as Dragon Two returned, he was told to go see the Sect Master upon coming out. Dragon Two went to Yang Xiu's place without any hesitation, offered a greeting, and nodded toward Zhu Zhuqing who sat to one side.

"I heard you obtained the legacy of the Killing God Bai Qi?"

"Yes, Sect Master. I can feel that my aptitude has also been enhanced, and my soul power has risen by 2 ranks as well."

Name: Dragon Two Soul Power: Rank-96 Super Douluo, Yellow, Yellow, Purple, Purple, Black, Black, Black, Black, Black Innate Soul Power: Rank 10 Martial Soul: Full Moon Scimitar Soul Bone: Special Soul Bone, one of the eighteen brothers' Martial Soul Fusion Skills Trait: Battlefield Dominator: As the heir of the Slaughter God, you begin to comprehend and utilize slaughter. Within a certain range shrouded by murderous aura, increase allies' strength by 10%, suppress enemies' overall strength by 20%, constantly absorb enemy soul power to replenish yourself, and temporarily increase your own strength by 1% for every enemy killed who is no less than 20 ranks below you. Stackable up to 100 layers. Title: Slaughter God Heir (S-grade) Unlocked: False

Seeing this, Yang Xiu wondered just how strong the Slaughter God truly was. Merely his legacy alone made Dragon Two's strength feel like night and day, especially the title. Although Yang Xiu did not currently know the specific function of the title, he knew it was the key to becoming a god. A single legacy gave Dragon Two the capital to step toward godhood.

At the same time, Yang Xiu thought whether they could now slaughter gods with the current martial soul fusion skill of the eighteen brothers, seeing as they had all grown vastly more powerful. Of course, Yang Xiu did not specifically gather them together; perhaps there would be unexpected gains waiting down the line.

"Dragon Two, your encounters and rewards are the best among all eighteen brothers, and your achievements have also surprised me—especially this time, when I thought it would be your Big Brother Zilong who obtained this fortune."

"Sect Master, I was merely lucky."

"Don't be modest. Luck is also a part of strength; sometimes luck is even more important than strength."

"Cultivate well. Perhaps the day you achieve godhood, you will become the pride of your brothers."

"Sect Master, I will."

Yang Xiu inquired about his trial experience, only to find that time did not match up. He had stayed inside for over a month, yet in the end discovered that only a few days had passed. Failing to make sense of it, he could only let the matter drop.

"Very well, there's nothing else. Head back and rest; you've been tired these past few days."

Hearing this, Dragon Two said nothing more, nodded, and departed. After this trial, though his body was fine, his spirit was genuinely exhausted, and he needed rest. If not for Yang Xiu calling him, he might have been fast asleep.

Yang Xiu looked at Zhu Zhuqing beside him and took her hand.

"Let's go, let's go spar with Big Brother Rengui. He always stays by himself; I'm afraid he'll get dull from being cooped up."

Zhu Zhuqing covered her mouth with a soft laugh. "Would Elder Xue get angry if he knew you said that about him?"

"He won't. He's just a bit wooden, but his capacity for tolerance is quite large," Yang Xiu said half-jokingly.

Soon, Yang Xiu began sparring with Xue Li. Over these years, Yang Xiu had basically sought them out for spars every day, and his improvement in strength was clear for all to see. Although Xue Li was somewhat taciturn, his combat talent was absolute top-tier. Before long, an hour passed.

The two who had finished sparring lay on the ground chatting, while Zhu Zhuqing sat quietly beside Yang Xiu, using her legs as his pillow.

Suddenly Yang Xiu spoke, "I miss Big Brother Zilong a bit. He's been in seclusion for two or three months this time; I wonder when he'll come out."

"Zilong's talent is the best I've ever seen, falling not far behind even the Sect Master. Perhaps it won't be long before he breaks through, so the Sect Master need not be anxious."

There were only two Limit Douluos in the sect, and because their residences were adjacent, their relationship was quite good.

"I hope so."

Having finished speaking, Yang Xiu got up from Zhu Zhuqing's lap and stood up. It was very late now.

He said gently to Zhu Zhuqing, who was kneeling on the ground,

"Alright, little kitten, let's go home."

"Your legs must be numb, right?"

Without caring whether Zhu Zhuqing's legs were numb or not, Yang Xiu scooped her up directly in a princess carry and slowly walked toward his home.

"Brother Xiu, there are people here," Zhu Zhuqing's face flushed red as she softly spoke. Whether her legs were truly numb or not, she did not resist, merely resting her head against Yang Xiu's shoulder.

"Hehe, Big Brother Rengui won't see."

Xue Rengui: "I..."