Douluo: Holding Up the Heavens at Will
Chapter 335

The trial, the true heart

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At the same moment Xuan Zi's gaze caught Yan Shaozhe's figure, Kong Deming naturally noticed him as well.

He immediately sneered, his tone sarcastic. " Xuan Zi, what do you have to say now? Your Shrek's Yan Shaozhe is clearly standing with this Evil Soul Master."

Xuan Zi's face immediately turned extremely ugly.

He wanted to argue that Yan Shaozhe might have been coerced, but Yan Shaozhe in the water curtain didn't seem to be controlled by these Evil Soul Master at all.

He came to the Sun Moon Empire with the intention of clearing Shrek Academy's name, but who would have thought that he would witness Yan Shaozhe associating with Evil Soul Master.

At this moment, Xuan Zi felt a tightness in his chest, and all the words he had prepared turned into a heavy sense of powerlessness.

Xuan Zi remained silent, but a surge of rage welled up within him, and he cursed Yan Shaozhe's ancestors for eighteen generations.

At this moment, he only hoped that this traitor would simply die in this "questioning of justice," which would be clean enough.

Just as he was filled with resentment, Ning Rongrong's voice rang out again.

The voice regained its previous peace and majesty, yet it possessed a certain transcendent neutrality, making it difficult to discern its original gender.

" Yin Yang Love Query, a true adventure begins!"

The beam of light on the circular platform spun rapidly before finally settling on Ye Xishui.

Ning Rongrong's voice then rang out, echoing clearly in the space. "Do you have a lover?"

In an instant, everyone's attention was focused on this Supreme Elder.

Despite being in a dangerous situation, being able to get some gossip from the Supreme Elder made the trip worthwhile.

The former leader of the Holy Spirit Cult, Old Ghost Zhongli, was trapped in this valley for a hundred years, but he did not come away empty-handed. He had already figured out many of the rules of this place.

For this reason, everyone in the Holy Spirit Cult knows perfectly well that in this " Yin Yang Love Query," lying is absolutely forbidden.

Ye Xishui's scarlet eyes flashed with a fierce light. As Limit Douluo who had traversed the continent, when had she ever been restrained like this?

However, here, she had to lower her proud head.

She slowly opened her mouth, uttering a single word. "Yes."

Ning Rongrong's voice rang out again. "Who is your lover?"

Long Xiaoyao, standing to the side, stared intently at her. This question had lingered in his mind for a hundred years, yet he had never been able to ask it.

At this moment, in this place where lies cannot be tolerated, he desperately wanted to know the truth.

Ye Xishui turned her gaze to Long Xiaoyao, her lips pressed tightly together, remaining silent.

Who is your lover?

Ning Rongrong's voice rang out again, carrying an undeniable authority. "If you do not answer after three attempts, the punishment is death!"

Ye Xishui took a deep breath and finally uttered the name: " Long Xiaoyao."

Upon hearing this, Long Xiaoyao's eyes flashed with barely suppressed excitement.

To be honest, before Ye Xishui answered, he had already presupposed the answer to be " Mu En ".

But to his utter surprise, the words that came out of her mouth were his own name.

Knowing the answer, he felt that even if he died here, it would be worth it.

Ning Rongrong then asked Long Xiaoyao, "Do you have a lover?"

Upon hearing this, Long Xiaoyao quickly replied, "Yes, I have a lover, Ye Xishui!"

Ning Rongrong didn't even need to ask again; Long Xiaoyao simply gave the answer.

The two had little to say, Ning Rongrong immediately concluded. "Sincere answers, genuine love, first round, true heart, passes."

For people who truly love each other, this first test is indeed not difficult.

Just then, the golden light on the round platform swirled once more, finally settling on Feng Ling.

Ning Rongrong's androgynous voice rang out again, throwing out the same question, "Do you have a lover?"

Feng Ling remained silent for a moment, then slowly spoke, but did not utter a single name.

"I used to... did have a lover, but now... I have no lover."

Zhongli Wu, who had been keeping a close eye on her, was already on edge, fearing that she would utter the name " Yan Shaozhe ".

That was more unbearable for him than death.

Upon hearing this answer, he initially breathed a sigh of relief, but upon closer examination, a surge of anger rose from the depths of his heart.

As Feng Ling's husband, if she says she has no lover now, wouldn't that mean... she doesn't love him at all now?

Ning Rong was certain that Feng Ling was speaking from the heart without any pretense.

"Who was your lover in the past?"

The ethereal voice rang out again, carrying an undeniable penetrating power.

Feng Ling's lips parted slightly, appearing somewhat dry.

Her gaze involuntarily swayed between Yan Shaozhe and Zhongli Wu, finally settling on Yan Shaozhe.

She closed her eyes and said, "It's Yan Shaozhe."

Yan Shaozhe's eyes met hers, and his heart skipped a beat.

A flicker of instinctive joy flashed in his eyes, but it was quickly overwhelmed by an even greater wave of disappointment.

He originally thought that Feng Ling had helped him several times before because she still harbored feelings of love for him deep down. He even secretly felt smug about it, thinking that his charm was still intact.

But now Feng Ling's answer tells him that it was all just his own imagination.

Just then, Ning Rongrong asked Yan Shaozhe the same question, "Do you have a lover? And who is it?"

Yan Shaozhe's Adam's apple bobbed violently. After a moment's hesitation, he opened his mouth and uttered three names in a dry voice. "I have lovers: Cai Mei'er, Xian Lin'er, and Feng Ling."

In an instant, everyone's eyes were focused on Yan Shaozhe.

Even those Evil Soul Master, after a brief moment of astonishment, cast extremely strong contempt and mockery in their eyes without any attempt to hide it.

"Smack!"

A blinding bolt of golden and silver lightning tore through space without warning and struck Yan Shaozhe with perfect precision!

The intense pain caused his body to convulse violently, and he couldn't help but let out a piercing scream, "Ah! Didn't they say... telling the truth would protect you from punishment?!"

In mid-air, Ning Rongrong's originally ethereal and peaceful voice now carried a clear hint of anger. "How can a sincere heart be split into three parts and given away as charity? Even if it's the truth, it's a desecration of love itself and deserves punishment!"

Yan Shaozhe's hair stood on end from the electric shock, and his whole body went numb, but he still endured the pain and whispered in defense, "When emotions run high, the heart cannot control itself... Although I love three people, each one is from the bottom of my heart, and there is absolutely no falsehood in it!"

"Smack!"

His response was met with an even more ferocious lightning strike, which knocked him to his knees, rendering him unable to utter a sound.

Ning Rongrong didn't even bother to waste any more words with him, and directly turned her gaze to Zhongli Wu, who had been observing coldly from the sidelines, repeating the same question, "Do you have a lover? And who is it?"

Zhongli Wu did not answer immediately. He first slowly turned his gaze to Feng Ling beside him, a mocking smile appearing on his face hidden under his black robe.

"This is the person you once loved so deeply? Heh... Feng Ling, your taste is truly unique!"

Upon hearing this, Feng Ling merely glanced indifferently at the disheveled Yan Shaozhe, her face expressionless. She kept her lips tightly shut and remained silent.

Zhongli Wu's tone then returned to its previous somber and indifferent tone as he said, "I did indeed love Feng Ling deeply once, but now, I don't."

He paused, then gave a cold laugh, "Because it's not worth it."

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