Slaughter God Heir

Three days passed. Zhao Wuji returned to the Sect that day, and Hua Xiong led him into the Flame Emperor Legacy Tower.

Another two days passed. Yang Xiu waited outside the Flame Emperor Legacy Tower. He had a feeling Zhu Zhuqing would be out soon. It was that unspoken bond between them.

A little over an hour later, Zhu Zhuqing emerged. She seemed even colder than before, like a block of ice. It appeared Dragon One and the others' legacies had affected her personality, too.

But when Zhu Zhuqing saw Yang Xiu waiting for her, a faint smile appeared on her face, like warm sunlight suddenly breaking over a land sealed in ice for ten thousand years. She quickened her steps and came to him.

"Brother Xiu, I did it," Zhu Zhuqing said.

"My little kitty is the best."

Zhu Zhuqing's brows drew together, but when she felt him stroke her head, they soon relaxed. Her eyes narrowed to half-lidded slits as she savored it.

Seeing her like that, Yang Xiu gently drew her into his arms. At the same time, he used the Detection Technique to examine her attributes.

Name: Zhu Zhuqing

Soul Power: Level 37, yellow, purple, purple

Martial Soul: Hell Spirit Cat

Trait: Hellish Slaughter: Born for slaughter, she turned killing into an art. She clung to her prey like maggots to bone, followed like a shadow, and never stopped until one of them died.

In this state, her sense of pain fell to 10%. She gained absolute rationality, shook off all negative effects, and struck with full force on every attack. She also took 50% less damage, while killing continuously restored her condition. Formed by fusing Dragon One's legacy with the Netherworld Power of her own Martial Soul.

Yang Xiu saw that Zhu Zhuqing had gained five levels. Her Soul Power would also strengthen gradually until she reached level 91. That alone startled him, but the final Trait was something else entirely. She was a god of slaughter on the battlefield. Against opponents of the same level, she could activate it and fight a hundred alone.

Yet Yang Xiu had never intended to send Zhu Zhuqing out to kill enemies. She only needed to accompany him on the road ahead. No matter how powerful she became, she would always be his little kitty to protect.

"A legacy... The Flame Emperor Legacy Tower truly lives up to its name. Even though I knew it was powerful, I still underestimated it." Yang Xiu sighed. He wondered whether he should go inside himself, but after thinking it over, he decided to wait until the Sect had recruited disciples. Dragon One and the others were still inside, with no telling when they would come out, and there was no one to handle Sect affairs. After three or four years of being lazy, he would have to do it himself this time. Fortunately, the Sect had few people and little to deal with. With nothing else to occupy him, he went back to cultivating.

Two days later, Hua Xiong and Zhao Wuji emerged. Zhao Wuji's Soul Power had risen three levels to level 84, but he had gained nothing else. Hua Xiong had already taught him almost everything, after all. Zhao Wuji then returned to Shrek Academy. Hua Xiong, meanwhile, came back disappointed. Apparently, none of the legacies he considered worthy of him had considered him worthy in return. He had not even obtained Lu Bu's legacy. Hua Xiong went to Yang Xiu to complain about it, but there was nothing to be done. Each person had only one chance in a lifetime.

Over the next few days, Guan Sheng came out. He had received his ancestor's true teachings, raising his Soul Power by two whole levels and making him a level 97 Super Douluo at the peak of his rank. After level 95, every level was a chasm to cross. All of Dragon One's brothers had come out except Dragon Two. Yang Xiu told Dragon One to have Dragon Two come see him when he emerged. Some had gained something, while others had not. Those who had been Soul Saints had all broken through to Soul Douluo. Of the eighteen brothers, Dragon Two had the greatest talent, and he was undergoing a trial. Bai Qi had chosen him. In a separate space...

Several days earlier, Dragon Two had arrived there, and Bai Qi had set him a trial: kill one hundred thousand illusory level 81 Soul Douluo. Once the trial began, Dragon Two discovered that no wound, however severe, would kill him. No matter how exhausted his mind became, his body remained full of strength. He had gone from dodging at first to slaughtering without feeling. His senses seemed to have gone numb. He was so tired, but he could not fall. At first, he could kill just over a hundred a day; now he could kill several thousand. His goal drew closer and closer. Finally, just before he could endure no more, he completed the trial. Every illusion vanished.

Confused, Dragon Two climbed up from the ground. "It was all an illusion?"

"But why did it feel so real?" A voice suddenly interrupted him.

"I never thought you'd pass this old man's trial."

Dragon Two looked toward the hazy figure beside him. The killing intent rolling off him was almost solid. Though Dragon Two rarely spoke, he said respectfully,

"Greetings, Senior Killing God. Did I pass the trial? I thought I'd been dreaming."

"Haha..." Bai Qi laughed, then sighed.

"Enough. It's time for the inheritance." Bai Qi reached out and touched Dragon Two between the brows.

The spectral Bai Qi soon grew translucent. Once the inheritance was complete, he dissolved into a wisp of soul fire and disappeared. After an unknown length of time, Dragon Two awoke. He bowed solemnly toward the place where Bai Qi had stood, then soon left the Inheritance Tower.

As soon as Dragon Two returned, he was told to see the Sect Master. Without hesitation, he went to Yang Xiu, greeted him, and nodded to Zhu Zhuqing beside him.

"I heard you received Killing God Bai Qi's inheritance?"

"Yes, Sect Master. I can feel that my aptitude has improved, and my Soul Power has risen by two levels."

Name: Dragon Two

Soul Power: Level 96 Super Douluo, yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black, black

Innate Soul Power: Level 10

Martial Soul: Full Moon Scimitar

Soul Bone: Special Soul Bone, one part of the eighteen brothers' Martial Soul Fusion Skill

Trait: Battlefield Dominator: As the Killing God's successor, he had begun to understand and wield slaughter. Within a certain area, his killing intent increased allies' strength by 10% and suppressed all enemy attributes by 20%. He constantly absorbed enemies' Soul Power to replenish his own. For each enemy he killed whose level was no more than 20 below his, his strength temporarily increased by 1%. This could stack up to 100 times.

Title: Slaughter God Heir (S-rank), locked

Yang Xiu wondered just how powerful the Killing God had been. His inheritance alone had transformed Dragon Two's strength. The title stood out in particular. Yang Xiu did not yet know exactly what it did, but he knew it was key to becoming a god. A single inheritance had given Dragon Two what he needed to take that step.

Yang Xiu also wondered whether the eighteen brothers' current Martial Soul Fusion Skill could slay a god. They had all grown far stronger. Of course, he did not gather them to test it. Perhaps there would be an unexpected reward later.

"Dragon Two, your opportunity and gains are the greatest among your eighteen brothers. Your achievements have surprised me, especially this time. I thought your eldest brother would be the one to receive this opportunity."

"Sect Master, I was just lucky."

"Don't be modest. Luck is part of strength. Sometimes it matters even more than strength."

"Cultivate hard. Perhaps when you become a god, you'll be the pride of your brothers."

"I will, Sect Master."

Yang Xiu asked about Dragon Two's trial and discovered that the timing did not match. Dragon Two had spent over a month inside, yet only a few days had passed outside. Unable to make sense of it, Yang Xiu let the matter drop.

"All right, there's nothing else. Go get some rest. You've had a tiring few days."

Dragon Two said nothing more. He nodded and left. The trial had not taken much out of his body, but his mind was truly exhausted. He needed rest. If Yang Xiu had not summoned him, he might already have been fast asleep.

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

"Come on. Let's find Big Brother Rengui for a spar. He's always by himself. I'm afraid he'll sit around until his mind goes dull."

Zhu Zhuqing covered her mouth and laughed softly. "Will Elder Xue be angry if he hears you say that?"

"No. He's a little slow, but he's generous about these things," Yang Xiu said, half joking.

Before long, Yang Xiu and Xue Li began sparring. Over the years, Yang Xiu had sought out sparring partners almost every day, and the improvement in his strength was plain to see. Xue Li might have been somewhat taciturn, but his talent for battle was unquestionably top-tier. Soon, an hour had passed.

Afterward, the two lay on the ground and chatted. Zhu Zhuqing sat quietly beside Yang Xiu, letting him rest his head on her lap.

Suddenly, Yang Xiu said, "I miss Big Brother Zilong a little. He's been in seclusion for two or three months now. I wonder when he'll come out."

"Zilong has the best talent I've ever seen. He's not far behind you, Sect Master. Perhaps he'll break through before long. There's no need to worry."

They were the only two Limit Douluo in the Sect, and they lived near each other, so they got along well.

"I hope so."

After speaking, Yang Xiu lifted his head from Zhu Zhuqing's lap and stood. It was late.

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

"All right, little kitty. Let's go home."

"Your legs must be numb."

Without waiting to find out whether they were, Yang Xiu gently swept Zhu Zhuqing up in his arms and walked slowly toward their home.

"Brother Xiu, someone's here," Zhu Zhuqing whispered, her face flushing. Perhaps her legs really had gone numb, because she did not resist. She merely rested her head against his shoulder.

"Heh. Big Brother Rengui can't see us."

Xue Rengui: "I..."