Chapter 171: The Five-Year Promise
Chen Xuan traveled through the mountains, crossing rugged terrain for half an hour before finally arriving at the Spirit Beast Forest maintained by Spirit Hall.
The forest was surrounded by a modest wall, barely ten meters tall, incomparable to the towering defenses of Spirit City. Chen Xuan and Xiao Wu easily climbed over it.
Inside, the forest was lush with vibrant flora and ancient trees. While it was far smaller than the Star Dou Forest, spanning only about a hundred miles, it was still expansive.
Despite detouring to the northernmost region to avoid Spirit City, the road back to the Star Dou Forest would inevitably pass through a perilous area.
Chen Xuan was certain that this unavoidable route would be teeming with danger, set with ambushes by their enemies.
"If it's really as you suspect, then leave me behind when the time comes. Don't let me drag you down," Xiao Wu said, her tone tinged with sorrow. She didn't want to be a burden.
"That's impossible. Don't ever say something so foolish again. No matter what happens, I will never abandon you," Chen Xuan replied firmly. There was no way he would leave the mother of his child behind—it would be inhuman.
As they ventured further, the two soon encountered spirit beasts obstructing their path, causing frustration.
Dire wolves, green snakes, and man-eating flowers—these ten-thousand-year-old spirit beasts lurked in the shadows, waiting for an opportunity to ambush them.
While such beasts weren't particularly dangerous, Chen Xuan avoided them to save time. He was searching for a flying spirit beast to carry them away from the forest.
As long as they didn't venture into the deepest parts of the forest, they were unlikely to encounter five- or six-thousand-year-old spirit beasts, making the outskirts relatively safe.
"There!" Xiao Wu called out, pointing into the distance with her slender finger.
On a distant mountain, a massive black bird perched atop a boulder. Its feathers gleamed darkly, and its body appeared to be around twelve or thirteen meters long.
After several kilometers of searching, they had finally found a suitable target.
Chen Xuan couldn't help but marvel at Xiao Wu's remarkable senses. Compared to him, her ability to locate spirit beasts was almost supernatural, like she had a third eye.
"Do you think you can control it? It's unlikely to obey us," Xiao Wu said, her worry evident.
Before transforming into human form, she might have been able to command weaker spirit beasts. But now, many of her abilities were gone.
"Don't worry. I'm about seventy percent confident," Chen Xuan reassured her.
With a blink, his black pupils turned blood-red, his Sharingan activating. In his eyes, the tomoe spun in a yin-yang pattern.
This was one of the rare times Chen Xuan used his Mangekyo Sharingan. Though inexperienced in genjutsu, this situation called for it.
Not every problem could be solved with brute force. He wanted to test whether his eyes could control the massive bird.
A crackling sound accompanied arcs of electricity that enveloped his body. Chen Xuan's cells and meridians thrummed with activity as his Thunder Technique was activated. In this state, his strength and speed tripled.
With a swift leap, Chen Xuan vaulted over a hundred meters, landing atop the mountain near the giant bird.
"Fire Style: Great Fireball Jutsu!" He swiftly performed hand seals, unleashing a blazing fireball.
The black bird, still resting on the boulder, was startled awake by the searing heat. It flapped its massive wings desperately, narrowly avoiding the incoming fireball.
Behind it, flames engulfed the mountain, consuming vegetation and trees in a blazing inferno.
Before the bird could regain its composure, Chen Xuan closed the distance in an instant, throwing a kunai. To the bird's horror, the human had appeared right in front of it.
Now at close range, Chen Xuan activated his genjutsu, his sinister chakra infiltrating the bird's mind.
The black bird let out a sharp cry and struggled, its massive body trembling violently. However, it soon quieted, hovering motionlessly before Chen Xuan, completely docile.
In its eyes, the Sharingan's pattern spun, indicating it was under Chen Xuan's control.
"Thankfully, it's only a ten-thousand-year spirit beast," Chen Xuan muttered, wiping blood from the corner of his eye. Using genjutsu was still draining for him.
Xiao Wu stared at him, her lips slightly parted in disbelief. Watching Chen Xuan subdue such a fierce creature so easily left her shocked.
"How did you do that?" she asked, her tone wary. She was worried about the implications of such an ability being used on people.
"It's complicated. Explaining it would take days, so let's leave it at that," Chen Xuan replied with a carefree smile, dodging the question.
"The sun's setting. Rest for now—we'll need our strength for what's ahead," he added, steering the conversation away.
Still suspicious, Xiao Wu narrowed her sharp eyes at him for a long moment before relenting.
"Chen Xuan, I'm warning you: if you ever use that on me, you're dead!" she huffed before turning away.
Meanwhile, at Spirit City's gates…
After Yu Xiaogang's death, the Shrek Seven Devils and Ning Fengzhi's group were expelled from Spirit Hall.
Fortunately, Bibi Dong had spared Liu Erlong and Flender's lives. Otherwise, no one could have saved them.
The loss of their old friend, who had once guided them to championship glory, left Flender and Liu Erlong devastated, shrouded in darkness.
The rest of the Shrek group sighed deeply, mourning the loss of someone who had been with them for years.
At that moment, Flender spoke up, addressing Ning Fengzhi and Sword Douluo:
"Sect Master Ning, now that the tournament is over, these children should graduate. Please take Rongrong back with you."
Ning Fengzhi nodded, his gentlemanly demeanor unwavering.
"Indeed, it's time for her to return. Rongrong has been away for two or three years now."
Oscar's expression darkened as he glanced repeatedly at Ning Rongrong, wanting to speak but unable to muster the courage.
Flender turned to the Shrek Seven Devils.
"You've all graduated now. The road ahead is yours to walk alone."
The group, who had become as close as siblings, felt a deep sadness at their impending separation.
"Let's make a five-year promise," Dai Mubai suggested.
"In five years, we'll reunite at Shrek Academy. Tang San and Xiao Wu will hear about it and join us."
Everyone agreed, including Flender and Liu Erlong. A five-year promise was made, binding them to meet again at the academy.
Nightfall, Spirit Beast Forest
"The time has come," Chen Xuan said, opening his eyes after resting. His energy had fully recovered.
Carrying Xiao Wu, he leapt onto the black bird's back.
With powerful wingbeats, the giant bird took to the sky, carrying Chen Xuan and Xiao Wu swiftly toward the forest's exit, soaring into the starry night.
Chapter 172: Contra
A black bird carried Chen Xuan and Xiao Wu, soaring through the night sky. Its wings flapped steadily as it flew toward the exit of the Soul Beast Forest.
Two hours later, the giant bird emerged from the forest. Beyond the endless trees lay a rocky terrain.
Under the moonlight, the desolate rocky region shimmered with silver light. The eerie silence was unsettling—there wasn't even a single insect in sight.
Chen Xuan withdrew his gaze and tapped the bird's back, signaling it to descend into the forest below.
"Chen Xuan, there's an ambush ahead," Xiao Wu said gravely, her delicate face tinged with worry.
Having taken human form, Xiao Wu had lost her hundred-thousand-year cultivation, but her spiritual sense remained sharp, allowing her to detect danger instinctively.
"Hmm."
Chen Xuan nodded, feeling troubled. "I didn't expect them to station forces even here."
This exit was particularly remote, nearly a hundred miles from Spirit Hall. Ordinary people wouldn't take this route.
Chen Xuan had underestimated them. Spirit Hall's forces had even covered this area. The entire forest might already be surrounded.
Still, he didn't believe they had deployed too many forces here. Most of their strength was likely concentrated along the main route back to the Star Dou Forest.
"Let's probe first." Chen Xuan decided to send a shadow clone to test the waters.
"Shadow Clone Technique."
Without hesitation, he formed hand seals. A puff of smoke appeared, and an identical clone emerged beside him, looking and dressing exactly like him.
Xiao Wu, though familiar with this skill, was still amazed. Even with her immense spiritual power, she couldn't detect any flaws in the clone—it felt as real as Chen Xuan himself.
"Let's follow from behind," Chen Xuan said, urging the bird to fly low and stay close.
The black bird flapped its wings, gliding through the forest.
Chen Xuan's shadow clone split off half his soul power, making it as strong as his original form.
The clone darted out of the exit, entering the rocky terrain ahead.
Its body crackled with lightning. Electric arcs danced around it, enhancing its speed and strength by more than threefold.
Even though Chen Xuan was only at the Soul King level, ordinary Soul Emperors wouldn't be able to keep up with his speed.
Wrapped in lightning, the clone resembled a human-shaped bolt of electricity, flashing hundreds of meters away in an instant.
Boom! Suddenly, a giant sword descended from the sky. The blade was massive, emerald-green, and gleamed like jade.
The sword crashed down, causing the ground to tremble. Light beams surged, followed by a deafening explosion that turned the rocky area into rubble. The impact melted stones and flattened the terrain.
Even from several hundred meters away, the tremors reached the Soul Beast Forest, shaking the trees and plants.
Chen Xuan's face darkened. Standing on the bird's back, he saw the explosion clearly. That sword was enormous, like a small mountain, and its destructive power was terrifying.
It was an attack far beyond the level of a Soul Saint.
Xiao Wu trembled, sweat dripping down her face as she clutched Chen Xuan's sleeve tightly.
Her danger sense far surpassed Chen Xuan's. She could clearly feel the monstrous presence emanating from the rocky area—a predator exuding overwhelming power.
"It's... it's a Contra," Xiao Wu stammered, her lips quivering.
Chen Xuan froze, his body turning cold as a chill ran down his spine.
He trusted Xiao Wu's judgment, knowing her spiritual power was unmatched.
It was hard to believe. Even in such a remote location, Spirit Hall had deployed a Contra. How many powerful enemies were waiting on the main route back to the Star Dou Forest?
Chen Xuan couldn't be sure. Spirit Hall's Titled Douluos were bound by their roles and couldn't leave easily. However, with Bibi Dong's unpredictable nature, nothing was impossible. Without Qian Daoliu in charge, things had become even more chaotic.
"This rabbit really is here. Notify the others and encircle them," a powerful voice echoed from the rocky area, carrying a commanding tone.
Shua! Eight figures shot out from the rocks, racing toward the forest at incredible speed.
Five of them wore light-green robes, their eyes covered with silk bands, and carried long swords. The remaining three wore purple robes and moved with their hands behind their backs, blocking every possible exit.
This was the only way out—a ten-meter-wide gate. The rest was surrounded by fifty-meter-high walls topped with iron nets, impossible to scale.
"Master Feng's predictions are truly sharp. The rabbit ended up here after all," one of the purple-robed men laughed.
The entire forest was sealed off, leaving only this exit. With the blockade in place, there was no way out.
"Surrender the rabbit, and we'll spare your lives," Feng Bailong declared, his voice resonant and domineering.
He held a massive sword, emerald-green and resembling fine jade, its surface glowing faintly. Its craftsmanship was flawless, exuding elegance and power.
Chen Xuan's expression turned grim. He recognized the sword—it was the same weapon that attacked his clone. The wielder was likely from the Wind Sword Sect, allied with Spirit Hall.
He never imagined even the sect master, Feng Baichen, would be involved. Bibi Dong had truly mobilized everything.
"This is your last chance. Hand over the rabbit, or face death!" Feng Bailong warned, his tone sharp.
Decades of caution had kept him alive. He didn't underestimate Chen Xuan and Xiao Wu, knowing their ability to evade capture meant they were formidable opponents.
The three purple-robed men scoffed. "Master Feng, no need to waste words. Let's just storm in. What ambush could they have?"
Confident, they stepped past the gate, entering the forest.
"Wait for the right moment. Take Xiao Wu and escape," Chen Xuan whispered to the bird beside him.
The black bird nodded and soared upward, carrying Xiao Wu away.
"Be careful, Chen Xuan!" Xiao Wu called out. Compared to their pursuers, she was far too weak to help.
Tears welled up in her eyes as she was carried away, her heart aching.
"Chen Xuan, survive this." Xiao Wu's voice trembled as the bird flew off.
Watching her disappear, Chen Xuan exhaled deeply, shedding all hesitation. Now, he had to face this impossible battle alone.
Chapter 173: Successful Escape
At the exit of the Soul Beast Forest, the pursuers from Spirit Hall arrived. Eight men dispersed, sealing off the gate and preparing to trap their prey.
Three purple-robed men, eager to claim credit, stepped through the gate and advanced quickly, ignoring the danger.
Feng Baichen's eyes narrowed, sensing danger from the forest's depths—an eerie, chilling soul power loomed, like a predator lurking.
"Come back!" Feng Bailong shouted, trying to stop the three men.
His caution told him that whoever had taken the rabbit wouldn't be ordinary. They wouldn't dare transport such a target without protection.
The three men ignored his warning, their figures disappearing into the forest.
"Sect Master, should we follow?" asked one of the Wind Sword Sect disciples.
Four disciples, all Soul Emperors with sword martial souls, waited for orders.
Before Feng Bailong could respond, a blood-curdling scream echoed from the forest.
"Something's wrong, Sect Master!" one disciple shouted nervously.
It was clear that the three purple-robed men had encountered disaster.
Feng Bailong's expression darkened. Those men were Spirit Hall officials. If they died under his watch, it would be difficult to explain.
"Idiots!" he cursed, then led his disciples into the forest.
As the five entered, the gate was left unguarded.
In the shadows, a black figure shot through the night sky, clearing the walls and disappearing into the distance.
Meanwhile, inside the forest, Chen Xuan stood amidst the fallen bodies of the three purple-robed men. Blood stained the ground, and the air reeked of death.
The fight had been swift. Despite their Soul Emperor rank, the three had been utterly overpowered.
Chen Xuan panted, his body trembling from exhaustion.
"Using this technique on multiple targets is still too draining," he muttered, wiping blood from the corner of his eye as his Mangekyo Sharingan deactivated. The strain had temporarily impaired his vision.
Swallowing a pill, he restored some soul power and stamina.
He had lured the three men into an ambush, exploiting their overconfidence. Planting kunai in the soil, he baited them and then struck.
Using the Flying Thunder God Technique, Chen Xuan teleported into their midst and unleashed his Mangekyo Sharingan's Time Freeze ability, immobilizing them. It had cost him a large portion of his energy but ensured a clean victory.
His left eye throbbed painfully, his vision slightly blurred—a side effect of excessive use.
Though his eye techniques excelled in single combat, targeting multiple enemies drained him rapidly.
"They're fast," Chen Xuan noted, sensing five more enemies approaching.
His soul power wasn't fully recovered, but he had no intention of defeating the Contra. Survival was his goal.
"Xiao Wu should be out by now," he murmured, extending his senses to confirm her escape. Her aura, along with the bird's, had faded into the distance.
Fifty meters away, Feng Bailong and his disciples spotted Chen Xuan.
"Sect Master, the rabbit has fled!" one disciple exclaimed.
They searched the area but found no trace of Xiao Wu, only Chen Xuan.
Feng Bailong remained calm. "The message was sent. The rabbit won't escape the checkpoints ahead." He seemed unbothered, as if this outcome was expected.
"Kill the boy. We'll present his head to the Pope as proof," Feng Bailong ordered, raising his emerald-green sword.
Seeing no point in hiding, Chen Xuan stepped out from behind a boulder, facing his enemies calmly.
"Who are you to interfere with Spirit Hall? Do you have a death wish?" one disciple sneered, summoning his blood-red sword.
The others followed, readying their weapons.
Chen Xuan smirked. "Spirit Hall? Even if your Pope herself came, I'd still interfere."
The disciples' faces darkened. Spirit Hall's might overshadowed empires, yet this young man showed no fear.
"You're courting death!" one disciple roared, releasing his martial soul.
"Enough talk. Fight," Chen Xuan replied, raising his azure-gold spear.
Prepared for the worst, he showed no fear, knowing he had already secured Xiao Wu's escape.
Feng Bailong admired Chen Xuan's composure. "Impressive. Shame you lack the strength to match your spirit."
"Sect Master, let me end him!" one disciple volunteered, stepping forward.
His aura surged as he activated his martial soul. The ground turned crimson, and a blood-red sword materialized in his hands.
"Die!" he shouted, charging with killing intent.
Lightning crackled around Chen Xuan's spear as he finished forming hand seals.
"Fire Release: Great Fireball Technique!"
A massive fireball roared toward the disciple, its heat warping the air.
"Sword Formation: Annihilation!" the disciple countered, unleashing a flurry of sword energy that shredded the fireball.
"Is that all?" the disciple sneered, stepping closer.
Chen Xuan's lips curled into a faint smile.
"It's over," he said quietly, activating his technique.
With a flash of yellow light, he vanished.
Feng Bailong's eyes widened. "Stop him!" he shouted, releasing his full soul power, but it was too late.
Chen Xuan reappeared beside the disciple, his spear piercing through his throat.
Blood sprayed as the disciple fell, eyes filled with disbelief.
Feng Bailong's heart sank. This young man wasn't just strong—he was a deadly predator.
Chen Xuan withdrew his spear, prepared for the next opponent.
Chapter 174: Rising Tensions
"The Flying Thunder God Technique really is the best—swift, surprising, and deadly."
Chen Xuan jerked his spear, pulling it back forcefully. The inertia was so great that the Wind Sword Sect disciple's neck was severed cleanly, his head rolling to the ground and staining the dirt red.
With a loud thud, the headless corpse collapsed, soaking in a pool of blood.
Chen Xuan glanced at the rapidly approaching Feng Bailong but didn't linger. Instead, he activated his spatial ability once more.
Having learned from past mistakes—some enemies didn't die even after being pierced through the heart—he was smarter this time. Severing the head ensured there was no coming back.
By the time Feng Bailong arrived, only a flicker of golden light remained where Chen Xuan had stood.
Glaring at the bloody scene and the lifeless body, Feng Bailong's expression turned so dark it seemed capable of dripping blood. Killing intent surged from his body.
This was a prodigy nurtured by the sect—destined for greatness—yet he had met such a tragic end in the Soul Beast Forest. It was a bitter, humiliating death.
"You brat! I don't care who you are—dare to kill a disciple of the Wind Sword Sect, and we will not rest until you're dead!" Feng Bailong roared, his bloodshot eyes burning with fury.
At the Soul Beast Forest's exit, Chen Xuan reappeared.
He dug into the dirt, revealing a gleaming silver weapon—a Flying Thunder God Kunai he had planted earlier.
"So slow... only a few miles?"
Chen Xuan closed his eyes, sensing the kunai's location. It had already traveled four to five kilometers.
From the beginning, he never intended to defeat all his enemies—just killing one or two was enough. The Wind Sword Sect and Spirit Hall had underestimated him, assuming that with his mere 51st-level soul power, he wasn't a serious threat. Their arrogance cost them their lives.
Had they been more cautious and aware of his Flying Thunder God Technique, Chen Xuan wouldn't have dared to approach so boldly.
Forming hand seals, he knew he needed to buy more time.
"I'll have to make some trouble for you."
Chen Xuan's eyes locked onto the distant forest. As he completed the final seal, the humidity in the air surged. Water molecules began to vibrate violently.
In front of him, droplets of water coalesced, forming a three-meter-wide circular water ring.
"Water Style: Great Waterfall Technique!"
The ring erupted, releasing torrents of water that seemed summoned from another dimension. Floodwaters poured out in waves, flooding the forest entrance.
The tides churned and crashed, resembling a devastating mudslide. Ancient trees and boulders were swept away, and even areas 500–600 meters away were submerged.
"This level of water release should keep them busy for a few minutes." Chen Xuan estimated.
Next, he channeled lightning chakra into his kunai and hurled it into the sky.
The lightning-charged kunai streaked like a shooting star, illuminating the dark night.
Activating his spatial ability, Chen Xuan disappeared and reappeared 500–600 meters above the ground.
With the kunai boosted by lightning, its speed tripled, allowing him to throw it effortlessly over 500 meters.
While he couldn't claim to be the strongest below the Soul Sage level, his speed was unmatched—even Soul Kings lagged behind, and only Soul Sages could barely keep up.
Unfortunately, his soul power was a limiting factor. At just level 51, sustaining these high-consumption techniques was difficult.
Chen Xuan threw another kunai toward the horizon, closed his eyes, and locked onto its position.
"Eleven or twelve kilometers away."
Without hesitation, he activated his technique again, teleporting instantly.
Meanwhile…
Upon receiving Feng Bailong's report, Spirit Hall dispatched reinforcements, including over ten high-level experts led by a black-robed bishop—a Soul Douluo-level powerhouse.
The Wind Sword Sect moved quickly, unaware that Chen Xuan had already been placed on Spirit Hall's kill-on-sight list. The Hall's intelligence division provided details about his abilities and potential counters.
"The boy's spatial techniques are bizarre—he can appear and disappear unpredictably," said the bishop, addressing his subordinates.
"All of you, forget the Soul Beast Forest. Feng Bailong's failure means we must adjust our strategy."
The group, composed entirely of Soul Emperor-level elites, nodded.
"Sir, take a look."
A purple-robed bishop pointed at the map, highlighting routes leading back to the Star Dou Forest.
"Instead of chasing him around, we should ambush him at these key locations. That rabbit can't escape forever."
Another Soul Emperor agreed, suggesting they exploit the duo's inevitable retreat to the forest.
"When they think they're safe, we strike and capture them in one blow."
The black-robed bishop, an elderly man with a long beard, stroked it thoughtfully before nodding.
"Fine. Dispatch teams to these five locations immediately."
With their plan finalized, the teams split up and began relaying orders from Spirit Hall.
Elsewhere…
Under the dim moonlight, Chen Xuan finally reunited with Xiao Wu after half an hour of fleeing and resting.
They boarded a giant bird and soared through the night sky.
Seeing Chen Xuan alive, Xiao Wu's heart swelled with relief.
"Chen Xuan, you scared me! I thought you'd never come back."
Her voice trembled, revealing genuine joy and gratitude.
Despite overwhelming odds, Chen Xuan had stayed behind to cover her escape—risking everything.
That moment of self-sacrifice was burned into Xiao Wu's memory, erasing her earlier doubts and resentment.
For the entire journey, Xiao Wu had been tormented by guilt and regret, berating herself for not treating him better when she had the chance.
But now, seeing him safe and sound, her emotions surged. Tears welled up as waves of joy and relief washed over her.
Unable to contain herself, she instinctively reached out to hug him.
Yet, as her arms extended, she hesitated.
Their relationship had thawed, but it hadn't reached that level yet.
Blushing, Xiao Wu withdrew her hands and took a small step back, lowering her head shyly.
"It's good that you're safe. Welcome back."
Chen Xuan, no longer the hesitant man he once was, noticed her hesitance.
Sometimes, feelings only needed a little push.
Taking a deep breath, he reached out, gently grasping Xiao Wu's delicate hand.
Before she could react, he pulled her into his arms—direct and decisive, leaving no room for hesitation.
Chapter 175: Passionate Kiss
Chen Xuan took a deep breath and steeled himself. He reached out and pulled Xiao Wu into his arms.
With emotions running so high, if he didn't take the initiative now, he might never get another chance.
Xiao Wu froze, her eyes widening in shock. She never expected this scoundrel to be so bold and dare to take liberties with her.
"You scoundrel! Let me go!"
Realizing what was happening, Xiao Wu pushed against Chen Xuan's chest with all her strength, like a frightened rabbit struggling desperately to escape his embrace.
Although she was grateful to Chen Xuan and had even entertained the idea of accepting him, she wasn't ready to let this scoundrel have his way so soon—whether out of pride or some other reason.
"You've already called me a scoundrel. How can I let you wrongfully accuse me without living up to the title?"
At this point, Chen Xuan had no intention of letting go. There was only a thin line between becoming husband and wife or remaining strangers, and he didn't want to choose the latter.
So, he decided to be firm and not back down this time.
Chen Xuan held his ground, allowing Xiao Wu to struggle as much as she wanted. Her small fists pounded against his chest, but he didn't loosen his grip.
He was gambling—betting that Xiao Wu didn't truly reject him in her heart. If she really wanted to push him away, she could easily use her soul power.
Sure enough, after a moment, Chen Xuan noticed that Xiao Wu's resistance had subsided. Her fists stopped pounding, and her movements quieted down.
Xiao Wu suddenly went silent, neither struggling nor resisting. She buried her face in his chest without saying a word, as if surrendering to the moment.
Chen Xuan had proven his devotion time and again—willing to risk his life for her. After everything they had been through together, even the hardest of hearts would begin to soften.
Tang San might have been her "third brother," and he was undeniably important to her, but he had once tried to kill her. From that moment, Xiao Wu's heart had grown cold toward him.
Besides, with her identity as a hundred-thousand-year soul beast exposed, could she really trust Tang San not to waver? Even if Tang San stayed loyal, could the Tang Sect do the same?
Xiao Wu didn't dare gamble, especially not with the life of the child growing inside her. She knew that she and Tang San were destined to be star-crossed lovers—never truly together.
Chen Xuan, on the other hand, had treated her kindly even after learning her true identity. He never looked at her as a monster or an outsider. His gaze remained gentle and sincere.
This scoundrel was even willing to risk his life for her and their baby. After countless moments of internal struggle, Xiao Wu simply couldn't reject this man any longer.
If it had been Tang San, would he have dared to stand against the Spirit Hall to protect her and their child, even if it meant risking his life?
Xiao Wu didn't know, nor did she dare to think about it. No one else was foolish enough to love her as wholeheartedly as Chen Xuan, even knowing her feelings for Tang San.
And it was precisely this sincerity and sacrifice that had deeply touched her and made her unable to ignore him.
Late at night, under the silvery moonlight, as the world slept, a massive bird soared through the sky, heading swiftly in a specific direction.
The bird crossed rocky mountains and barren lands, soon approaching a new region.
...
An hour passed. Chen Xuan sat on the bird's back, while Xiao Wu remained quietly nestled in his arms. She didn't move or speak, as if she had fallen asleep.
Holding her soft body so close, Chen Xuan could even smell the faint floral scent she carried—a fragrance she always had from wearing the Acacia Heartbroken Red, the king of flowers.
To be honest, holding such a delicate girl in his arms stirred his heart. If someone had measured his pulse at that moment, it would undoubtedly be racing.
Xiao Wu's petite figure, youthful face, and signature ponytail gave her a lively, adorable look. Although her body wasn't fully developed, her long legs wrapped in thigh-high socks and paired with short skirts made her incredibly alluring.
Chen Xuan tried not to let his eyes wander, but being so close, it was hard not to notice how tempting she looked.
Imagining a peaceful life with her and their child in the Douluo World felt like a dream—a dream he secretly hoped could come true.
The night breeze was cool, and as time passed, the temperature dropped even further.
After another half-hour, Chen Xuan assumed Xiao Wu was asleep and reached into his storage soul tool to retrieve a blanket.
But just as he was about to cover her, she stirred.
Thinking he had woken her up, Chen Xuan quickly said, "It's still early. There's no danger nearby. You should keep sleeping."
"I wasn't asleep," Xiao Wu whispered. "I was thinking about a lot of things—about you, me, and the baby."
For the past hour, she had been lost in thought, reflecting on everything they had been through—from their first meeting at Shrek Academy to the moment her identity as a soul beast was exposed.
She recalled the time when Chen Xuan protected her despite knowing what she was. His eyes never changed. He had promised to protect her and the baby, even at the cost of his life.
"Chen Xuan, I really appreciate everything you've done. Maybe it's for the baby, but I think we need to talk about our relationship," Xiao Wu said seriously.
Chen Xuan sighed, feeling a little dejected. Had he still failed to win her heart after all this time?
"It's not what you think," Xiao Wu quickly clarified. "I've thought carefully about our relationship. You've done so much for me, and I don't know how to repay you."
Chen Xuan was stunned. He had braced himself for another rejection, but instead, her words gave him hope. After all his efforts, he had finally opened her heart.
As for Tang San? He could stay out of the picture.
Under the moonlight, Xiao Wu looked radiant, her hair glowing faintly in the soft light.
"Chen Xuan, whether it's because of the baby or not, I'm grateful to you." She hesitated for a moment, then suddenly made up her mind.
They were so close on the bird's back that Xiao Wu reached out with her pale arms, wrapped them around Chen Xuan's neck, and leaned in.
Her cheeks flushed red as she gathered her courage and gave him a quick kiss on the lips.
Her soft, moist lips lingered briefly, shimmering under the moonlight.
Chen Xuan froze, completely caught off guard. His mind went blank, unable to process what had just happened.
Seeing his stunned expression, Xiao Wu turned even redder and tried to retreat.
But Chen Xuan wasn't about to let her go.
Grabbing her hand, he pulled her back into his arms and returned the kiss.
"You scoundrel! Let me go!" Xiao Wu struggled, pounding his back with her fists.
But Chen Xuan held her tightly, unwilling to let her escape.
Eventually, he let go, worried he might hurt her or the baby.
Xiao Wu, still flushed, wiped her face angrily and warned, "If you ever do this without my permission again, I'll never forgive you!"
Chen Xuan quickly apologized, knowing he had overstepped.
Half a year ago, their relationship had been hostile. But after countless struggles, shared hardships, and now this moment, they had grown much closer—able to trust each other completely.
The black bird soared onward as dawn broke, carrying them further toward an uncertain future.
Chapter 176 - Untitled
Chen Xuan was true to his word. He was genuinely willing to risk his life for her. After everything they had been through—facing life and death together and enduring countless hardships—even a heart of stone like hers had started to soften.
Tang San was undoubtedly a good person, her "third brother," but he had once tried to kill her. From that moment, her heart had turned cold.
Besides, with her identity as a hundred-thousand-year soul beast exposed, could she really believe Tang San wouldn't be tempted? Even if Tang San wasn't, could she be sure that his family wouldn't be?
Xiao Wu didn't dare to gamble—not with the life of the baby inside her. She knew their fate was sealed. She and Tang San were destined to part ways, never to reunite.
Chen Xuan, on the other hand, had treated her with nothing but kindness. Even after learning her soul beast identity, he never saw her as an outsider. The way he looked at her never changed—always so gentle.
Moreover, this rogue was willing to risk his life for her and was also the father of her child. Xiao Wu had struggled with her feelings for a long time, but she couldn't deny the truth anymore—she couldn't reject this man.
If it were Tang San, would he be willing to face the entire Spirit Hall just to protect her and bring her back to the Star Dou Forest?
Xiao Wu didn't know—and she didn't dare to think about it.
No one had ever been as foolish as Chen Xuan—protecting her without hesitation, even knowing she had feelings for someone else.
But it was precisely this sincerity and dedication that had touched her heart, making it impossible to ignore him.
Late at night, the moonlight bathed the land in a silvery glow. Beneath the star-studded sky, a massive bird soared through the heavens, speeding toward a distant destination.
The giant bird flew over rocky mountains and barren lands, heading into a new region.
An hour later, Chen Xuan sat on the bird's back while Xiao Wu remained motionless, nestled in his arms without saying a word. She seemed to be fast asleep.
Holding her delicate body so closely, Chen Xuan could even catch the faint floral scent coming from her.
She always carried the fragrance of Acacia Heartbroken Red, the king of flowers, emitting a refreshing aroma.
To be honest, holding such a petite and soft girl, it was impossible for Chen Xuan not to feel anything. If someone were to measure his heartbeat right now, they'd find it skyrocketing.
Although Xiao Wu's figure wasn't as developed, her youthful features, long braids, and adorable demeanor were captivating in their own way.
Not to mention her long, slender legs, accentuated by knee-high stockings and a short skirt—an irresistible sight.
Her ankles were adorned with pink, delicate high heels, resembling doll shoes, which gave off a strange allure.
Especially that area between the stockings and the skirt—a dangerously tempting zone—Chen Xuan dared not look further, knowing it would only fuel his imagination.
"Living in the Douluo world with a wife and daughter…" he murmured, picturing an idyllic life. It didn't seem so bad.
The cool night breeze grew colder as time passed.
After another half an hour, Chen Xuan, thinking Xiao Wu was asleep, reached for a blanket from his storage soul tool. But just as he was about to cover her, she stirred awake.
Assuming he had woken her, Chen Xuan quickly said, "It's still early. There's no danger nearby. Go back to sleep."
"I wasn't sleeping. I've been thinking about a lot of things—about you, me, and our baby," Xiao Wu whispered, pulling away from his embrace.
Over the past hour, she had been reflecting on everything—from their first meeting at Shrek Academy to the darkest moments when she felt utterly hopeless after becoming pregnant.
Back then, she had even contemplated ending her life.
Later, during the advancement and championship matches, Chen Xuan began making amends, showering her with care and promises. Even after discovering her soul beast identity, he showed no greed—only sincerity.
This scoundrel had once said he would protect her and their child for a lifetime, even at the cost of his own life. She had dismissed it as childish and naive.
But today, this so-called scoundrel, rogue, and pervert proved her wrong—standing against the Spirit Hall for her sake.
"Chen Xuan, I'm really grateful for everything you've done. Maybe it's because of the baby, but we need to talk about our relationship," Xiao Wu said seriously.
Chen Xuan sighed. After all he had done, was he still unable to reach her heart?
"It's not what you think," Xiao Wu quickly added, seeing his disappointment.
She hesitated, then spoke softly, "I've seriously thought about us. I don't know how to repay you for everything you've done."
Chen Xuan froze in surprise.
He had braced himself for yet another rejection or warning to keep their relationship clear, but her words caught him completely off guard.
His heart soared. After so much effort, he had finally opened the door to her heart.
As for Tang San? He could go sulk somewhere else.
Under the moonlight, Xiao Wu's delicate features glowed beautifully, her hair shimmering with a soft halo.
"Chen Xuan, no matter what your reasons are—whether it's because of the baby or not—I need to thank you."
After wrestling with herself, Xiao Wu suddenly looked determined, as if she had made an important decision.
She leaned closer, her white arms encircling Chen Xuan's neck.
Blushing deeply, she mustered her courage and planted a quick kiss on his lips.
Her moist, red lips glistened under the moonlight, incredibly alluring.
"What the hell?"
Chen Xuan's eyes widened in shock.
He was completely stunned. Xiao Wu, who had always kept her distance, had just taken the initiative to kiss him.
Before he could recover, Xiao Wu, flustered and embarrassed, tried to escape.
But Chen Xuan wasn't about to let that happen.
Grabbing her hand, he pulled her back into his arms and returned her kiss, unwilling to be outdone.
"You scoundrel, let go of me!" Xiao Wu protested, punching his chest.
Chen Xuan, however, remained unmoved, holding her firmly as if rooted to the ground.
Eventually, he let go, afraid of hurting her.
Breathing heavily, Xiao Wu glared at him, blushing furiously. "If you ever do that again without my permission, I'll never forgive you!"
Chen Xuan immediately backed down. "Okay, okay. Whatever you say."
Their relationship, once fraught with hostility, had shifted dramatically after all they had endured together.
As dawn broke, the black bird continued its journey, carrying the two farther into the horizon.
Chapter 177: Returning to the Heaven Dou Territory
After enduring life-and-death situations and relying on each other, the two had gone through many trials together. Now, they sat atop a giant bird, soaring through the dazzling night sky and enjoying the breathtaking scenery.
Their relationship had steadily improved, and they had grown close enough to trust each other completely.
Time passed, and the cycle of day and night continued. As the sun rose from the east, its warm rays illuminated the earth below.
The black bird had flown tirelessly through the night, carrying them across rocky terrain for over two to three hundred miles.
Xiao Wu slept soundly until the morning sunlight gently woke her. She had slept so comfortably last night that she barely stirred.
Rubbing her sleepy eyes, she reached out drowsily, only to touch something soft, which immediately startled her. Her eyes snapped open.
Xiao Wu froze, her mind buzzing—what was going on? How had she ended up sleeping on Chen Xuan's chest?
Her face instantly turned red. Judging by the situation, it seemed like… she had slept on this scoundrel all night.
"You're awake?" Chen Xuan greeted her softly.
He had already woken up at dawn but hadn't moved. Xiao Wu had been sleeping soundly, pressing against his arm. He didn't want to wake her, so he decided to let her rest a bit longer.
Now, after another hour or two, the mother-to-be had finally woken up.
Blushing furiously, Xiao Wu quickly moved away and adjusted her clothes. She was clearly embarrassed after realizing she had slept on his chest the whole night.
"It's fine. You don't snore when you sleep—just drool a little." Chen Xuan teased her with a grin, trying to ease the awkwardness.
"You snore! I'm a fairy—I never snore!" Xiao Wu snapped back, still blushing. No one spoke to girls like that!
As if suddenly recalling something, she quickly added, "And I don't drool either!"
"Oh? Then why is my chest wet?" Chen Xuan stood up and looked down at his shirt, noticing damp spots. He wiped it and confirmed—it really was drool.
Xiao Wu's face flushed even redder. She was so embarrassed she wanted to dig a hole and hide in it.
"Stop staring! Don't overthink it. It's just dew from the cold air up here!" she said, pretending to be angry but clearly grasping at straws to cover her embarrassment.
Of course, Chen Xuan didn't believe her, but he decided to let it go and spare her further embarrassment.
The black bird landed by a river to rest and regain its strength. Despite being a powerful ten-thousand-year soul beast, it was clearly nearing its limit after flying all night.
Chen Xuan went down to the river to catch fish, feeling hungry. He couldn't let Xiao Wu starve, either.
Though he wasn't skilled at fishing, he knew some lightning techniques. With a Chidori Current, he sent electric arcs into the water.
Not long after, dozens of plump fish floated to the surface, stunned by the electricity.
Without proper tools, Chen Xuan made a simple grilled fish meal and fed the leftovers to the bird to help it recover its strength.
"Chen Xuan, you're too relaxed. If those people catch up, we'll be in big trouble," Xiao Wu said anxiously.
Chen Xuan shook his head and smiled, trying to calm her nerves.
"Don't worry. This bird flies fast—we covered over two to three hundred miles last night. It's unlikely the Spirit Hall people can catch up so soon."
They were now over five hundred miles away from Spirit City, in a vast and difficult-to-search area.
Chen Xuan's eyes narrowed as he speculated, "If they were going to catch us, they would have done so already. It's too quiet."
He knew the Spirit Hall had plenty of strategists and wouldn't foolishly chase after them along such an unpredictable path.
Ahead lay a desert, and beyond it was the Heaven Dou Empire, only a few hundred miles from the Star Dou Forest.
Xiao Wu assured him, "Once we're near the Star Dou Forest, Da Ming and Er Ming will sense my presence. They'll definitely come to find me."
If the Titan Giant Ape and Sky Azure Bull Python intervened, they could easily wipe out any pursuers from Spirit Hall.
Chen Xuan felt relieved at this thought. With those two ten-thousand-year soul beasts as backup, their safety would be assured.
Still, the road ahead was bound to be fraught with danger—it wouldn't be easy to pass through.
After resting, the black bird regained some strength. Chen Xuan held Xiao Wu as they boarded the bird again, and it took to the skies, flying toward the Star Dou Forest.
"Chen Xuan, what do you think our relationship is now?" Xiao Wu suddenly murmured on the bird's back.
After surviving countless dangers together, her heart had softened toward him. She felt touched by his actions and was ready to open up.
"Well, we've already been through so much, and we're having a child together. Naturally, I'll marry you," Chen Xuan said, sitting behind her and gently holding her slightly fuller waist. She didn't resist his touch.
He felt that since they already had a child, settling down with her in the Douluo Continent seemed like a good idea. He couldn't exactly act like an uncle and raise the child next door, could he?
"In your dreams! You're far from worthy of marrying me!" Xiao Wu pouted, shooting him a glare.
She wasn't going to let him off that easily just because he had "stained" her innocence.
Chen Xuan sighed helplessly. "Then what do you think we are?"
"Hmph!" Xiao Wu snorted before replying, "Given your recent good performance, I'll agree to date you. But whether I'll marry you depends on how you behave this year. If you do well, I might consider it."
Chen Xuan's mouth twitched—what kind of vague promise was that?
"What? You're not happy?" Xiao Wu raised her eyebrows, glaring at him.
Chen Xuan quickly surrendered. "No objections, no objections!"
"Hmph! That's what I thought!" Xiao Wu huffed, but she was secretly pleased. She didn't see his deference as weakness but as proof of his love for her.
Her mother once told her that a strong man who was willing to yield and cherish her wasn't weak—it was a sign of true affection.
And so, the two continued soaring through the skies on the bird's back.
After ten more hours of flight, covering deserts, mountains, and rivers—over twelve hundred miles—they finally neared the Heaven Dou Empire.
"Let's land and take a look," Chen Xuan said, patting the bird's back.
They descended into a small meadow near a stream, surrounded by greenery and fresh air—a welcome change from the harsh desert.
While the bird drank water, Chen Xuan ate some dry rations and meditated to recover his soul power and stamina.
Their journey had been suspiciously smooth so far, with no sign of danger.
It didn't feel right.
Chen Xuan guessed that the Spirit Hall had either been too slow to catch up or had set up an ambush near the Star Dou Forest.
He leaned toward the latter. With their resources, Spirit Hall could easily mobilize soul beasts for transport, just like he and Xiao Wu had done.
The sense of impending danger lingered.
What lay ahead wouldn't be simple skirmishes—it would be a deadly battle where survival wasn't guaranteed.
Chen Xuan prepared himself, refining his techniques and mastering his Mangekyō Sharingan's abilities.
This time, he would fight with everything he had, hoping to secure Xiao Wu's safety.
Chapter 178: The Great Escape
Within the Red Soil Realm, the mystical plant exuded an ethereal aura, constantly emitting wisps of white mist—clearly no ordinary object.
Even without entering the realm, Chen Xuan had benefited from it. The miraculous plant acted like a fountain of vitality, slowly replenishing his stamina and soul power without any need for cultivation.
He recalled how, during his previous near-death experience, he had been poisoned and barely survived by entering the Red Soil Realm.
Chen Xuan speculated that access to the realm might require specific triggers—perhaps only when he was on the brink of death.
It was a theory he couldn't test easily, as toying with death was far too risky.
As the red sun dipped below the horizon, day gave way to night. A full moon rose high, casting its silvery light over the land.
"Chen Xuan, do we really need to leave now?" Xiao Wu approached gracefully, her slender figure highlighted by pink heels.
Chen Xuan ended his meditation and stood up. "Yes. At night, visibility is lower, and the chances of being spotted decrease."
Under the starlit sky, the massive black bird soared swiftly, disappearing into the darkness in the blink of an eye.
This was the final stretch, and Chen Xuan was no longer holding back. He urged the bird to fly at double its usual speed, racing against time.
Meanwhile, fifty miles outside the Star Dou Forest.
At the first ambush point, over ten figures in black and purple robes had gathered. Their faces were hidden, leaving only their eyes exposed, clearly wary of being identified.
"Archbishop, the rabbit's aura has appeared!" reported a purple-robed deacon, withdrawing his mental probe.
"Hmm."
The black-robed archbishop stood, picking up a massive, razor-sharp sword. He remained calm, as though this development had been anticipated.
Twenty kilometers away—second ambush point.
Another group of over ten people waited. Their robes concealed them, and none of them had soul power lower than that of a Soul Emperor.
"It's finally happening," said Lord Diala lazily, stretching his arms.
Miles, a purple-robed archbishop, wasted no time and quickly mobilized his team.
Thirty kilometers away—third ambush point.
A ten-man team led by Platinum Bishop Salas stood ready. Among them were eight Soul Saints, exuding terrifying power.
It was clear that Bibi Dong was truly furious—sending over thirty elite warriors, including three Soul Douluos, and even mobilizing a Platinum Bishop.
Swish, swish, swish!
In an instant, the entire force moved like shadows, swiftly disappearing into the night.
Back in the skies.
The black bird raced forward, cutting through clouds at breakneck speed.
"We're close—I can already see the town." Chen Xuan estimated that they were at most two hundred miles from the Star Dou Forest. They had already flown over fifty miles.
According to Xiao Wu, as long as she entered within twenty miles of the forest, Da Ming and Er Ming would sense her presence and come to find them.
But getting there wouldn't be easy—the path ahead was bound to be perilous.
As the night deepened, the full moon disappeared behind thick clouds, plunging the world into darkness.
"Why is it getting windy?" Xiao Wu asked, puzzled.
It wasn't just the wind generated by their flight. She glanced down at the rustling trees below and confirmed that the wind was real.
Everything had been too quiet. The black bird kept flying without issue—until they crossed the hundred-mile mark…
Chen Xuan sat meditating on the bird's back, but suddenly, his nerves tensed. A sharp pain stabbed through his forehead, as if a blade were pressing against him. Alarm bells rang in his mind.
His eyes snapped open, revealing six tomoe spinning rapidly—his Mangekyō Sharingan.
The time spent in the Red Soil Realm and absorbing the mystical plant's mist had awakened a spiritual ability, allowing him to sense impending death and avoid fatal attacks.
"What's wrong?" Xiao Wu clutched his arm, concern etched on her face.
The skies were still calm, but Chen Xuan felt an overwhelming sense of danger. His throbbing forehead warned him—they couldn't stay here.
Swish!
Without hesitation, Chen Xuan flung a kunai and teleported away with Xiao Wu and the bird just as—
Boom!
A blinding beam of light descended from the sky, striking the earth with a deafening explosion.
The ground quaked as a golden orb detonated, leaving behind a massive 50-meter crater and turning soil and rocks into dust.
Chen Xuan glanced back, his heart racing. If they'd hesitated even a moment longer, they'd have been wiped out.
Xiao Wu's face turned pale. She bit her lip, struggling to remain composed.
This was the true strength of the Spirit Hall—terrifying beyond belief.
"Well, you actually dodged that. Impressive."
A booming voice echoed from above as a massive golden eagle emerged. Its glowing feathers shimmered like glass, and its talons glinted menacingly.
Inside the eagle, a man stood with his arms crossed, looking down on them.
He was none other than the Level 86 Soul Douluo—Lord Diala.
"Too slow, Diala."
Another powerful voice rang out, reverberating through the sky.
Chen Xuan's forehead throbbed even more, signaling another wave of danger. Without a second thought, he threw another kunai and teleported away.
Boom!
A massive sword materialized in the sky, glowing with radiant soul energy. It cleaved down like a mountain, splitting the land below in two.
The impact was devastating—trees, rocks, and earth were obliterated in the blast.
From the dissipating clouds emerged a white-haired elder, clad in black robes. He stood atop the enormous sword, radiating terrifying power.
This man was the host of the Continental Soul Master Tournament—Platinum Bishop Salas.
Chen Xuan's heart sank as he recognized him. Even the top figures of the Spirit Hall had joined the hunt.
Swish!
Sensing danger again, Chen Xuan urged the bird to accelerate, narrowly dodging three deadly beams of sword energy.
He quickly realized that remaining in the air made them sitting ducks.
Placing his palm on the bird's back, Chen Xuan poured lightning-infused soul power into it.
The bird's speed doubled, surrounded by crackling arcs of electricity, and it shot through the night like a bolt of lightning, disappearing into the distance.
"Chase them!" Salas ordered, flying forward on his sword.
"Not bad, but you won't get far," Diala sneered. Golden wings unfurled from his back as he took off in pursuit.
Despite their efforts, Chen Xuan knew this chase wasn't over.
Pushing the bird to its limits, he aimed for the dense forest ahead. Their only hope lay in reaching Da Ming and Er Ming before their pursuers caught up.
Chapter 179 - Three Contras
"Hahaha, Lord Salas is truly wise and resourceful. He anticipated their arrival perfectly."
A massive black bird glided low over the trees, its wings slicing through the still night air as it sped along its path.
The bird had barely flown a short distance when a sinister laugh echoed through the forest.
Suddenly, bushes exploded outward, and over a dozen figures charged out, each wielding a large blade.
Some wore black robes, others purple cloaks, and all had their faces masked, hiding their identities completely.
Even in this deserted area, these men kept their faces covered, showing their extreme caution.
The black bird was forced to stop as the ambushers encircled them, cutting off all escape routes.
Xiao Wu's face paled as unease filled her heart.
Chen Xuan's expression darkened. The strength of these attackers wasn't ordinary. Many of them seemed to be at the Soul Emperor level, far stronger than he was.
"The Pope has ordered that the hundred-thousand-year rabbit be captured alive. Do you all understand?" Miles, the purple-robed bishop, said coldly.
The others nodded in agreement, their obedience to him evident.
Pointing at Chen Xuan, Miles said, "As for this man, kill him immediately. Leave no traces."
Chen Xuan gripped his azure spear tightly, his expression sharp and unyielding.
"You want to kill me? You're not qualified."
With enemies ahead and pursuers behind, he knew they couldn't afford a prolonged battle. They needed to break through the encirclement quickly.
"Arrogant fool. You're just a Soul King. Let me teach you some manners."
One of the black-robed men leaped into the air, infusing his blade with soul power before bringing it down with immense force. The air cracked as it descended.
Chen Xuan threw a kunai and swept his spear to intercept the strike.
The clash of weapons rang out with sparks flying, and a powerful shockwave sent nearby grass rippling.
The black-robed man staggered, his blade knocked back as blood seeped from his hands. His shock was clear—how could a mere Soul King overpower him?
The others were equally stunned. A level fifty-one Soul King managing to resist a Soul Emperor was unheard of. They quickly realized Chen Xuan's talent could become a major threat in the future.
Chen Xuan wasted no time. The kunai he had thrown earlier struck the black-robed man's back.
"Die!"
In a flash, Chen Xuan moved at three times the speed of sound, appearing behind the enemy. He thrust his spear, its tip gleaming ominously.
Before the Soul Emperor could react, the spear pierced his skull. Blood and brain matter spilled out as the body collapsed lifelessly.
"Idiot!"
Miles' face darkened as he barked, "Kill him! All of you, attack now!"
The group moved as one, weapons raised, their eyes locked onto Xiao Wu.
"I told you—you're not qualified," Chen Xuan said coldly.
He made a final hand seal, and moisture in the air began to boil and condense.
Water droplets formed into swirling rings around him, their currents churning violently.
The attackers struck at once, targeting vital spots with ruthless efficiency.
"Water Release—Reverse Flow Technique!"
A surge of water erupted, forming a massive sphere thirty meters wide, swallowing the attackers inside.
"Do you think this can trap us? Ridiculous!" one of the black-robed men sneered.
He infused his blade with soul power and slashed at the water barrier.
Chen Xuan didn't respond. Instead, arcs of lightning danced around his body.
He pointed his finger, releasing a bolt of lightning that shot into the water sphere.
Screams echoed from within as the lightning bounced chaotically inside the water prison. The attackers convulsed, their bodies paralyzed.
Though it didn't seriously injure them, the attack rendered them unable to move.
Wasting no time, Chen Xuan grabbed Xiao Wu, leapt onto the bird's back, and took off into the night sky.
He channeled lightning chakra into the bird, boosting its speed even further.
Moments later, Miles and Lordia arrived.
They scanned the area, their eyes narrowing at the sight of the water sphere still crackling with electricity.
"Useless fools! Trapped by a mere child!" Miles barked, his voice full of anger.
Ignoring the struggling subordinates, he stepped onto his flying sword and took off in pursuit.
Lordia's expression was equally grim.
"Leave three men here to clean up. The rest, follow me," he ordered before spreading his wings and soaring into the night.
Ahead, another checkpoint was guarded by several Soul Sages. If the rabbit broke through that as well, things would become far more complicated.
Chapter 180 - Title Douluo
"We'll reach the Star Dou Forest in less than half an hour," Chen Xuan said, his eyes fixed on the distant horizon. The remaining distance was less than a hundred miles.
Ahead, a small town glowed brightly, the only settlement within hundreds of miles. It served as a resting place for soul beast hunters.
This was the same place where Shrek Academy had once clashed with Canghui Academy.
"We're almost there. Once we get closer, I can contact Da Ming and Er Ming," Xiao Wu said, her eyes filled with hope as she released a faint energy signature that only powerful soul beasts could sense.
Unfortunately, the Spirit Hall's people were determined not to let them succeed. Their path was already blocked.
"So you finally showed up. Just as expected," said a voice, brimming with killing intent, as eight figures emerged from the shadows of the forest.
They soared into the air, unleashing waves of soul power. Their bodies glowed as layers of energy formed protective barriers.
Chen Xuan's heart sank. It was an ambush. He quickly manipulated his bird mount, pushing it upward to gain altitude and distance.
"Trying to run?"
A white-robed Soul Saint, shrouded in green light, raised his hand. Soul power surged to his fingertip, dimming the glow around his body as he unleashed a devastating attack.
A green beam of light shot out, cutting through the sky like a laser and producing a deafening sonic boom.
From the mountain ridge, a sword-wielding man dressed in pale green robes watched coldly. He was a descendant of the Wind Sword Sect.
"Give it up. You're not getting away!"
He drew his sword with a sharp clang, and a wave of sword energy pierced the clouds.
On the other peaks, the others activated their martial souls—rhinos, green serpents, blood wolves, eagles, and magical weapons—unleashing waves of soul techniques that converged toward the bird.
Chen Xuan's expression darkened. They were surrounded, with no easy way out.
Grabbing Xiao Wu, he leaped off the bird's back and hurled a kunai infused with lightning chakra toward the forest.
The eight Soul Saints were far stronger than the earlier attackers, leaving him no choice but to abandon the mount.
The black bird cried out in pain as multiple energy blasts pierced its wings, chest, and legs, staining its feathers red with blood.
Its injuries were too severe to keep flying. With a final shriek, it plummeted to the ground, dying upon impact.
Chen Xuan wasn't unscathed. Shockwaves from the attacks had left him coughing up blood, despite the protection of his lightning armor.
"The beast is dead! He's grounded. Kill him now!" the Wind Sword Sect's Soul Saint commanded.
The others nodded, channeling their soul power for another round of attacks.
Chen Xuan's kunai had landed over three hundred meters away. He activated Flying Thunder God Technique, vanishing in a flash of golden light and reappearing at the kunai's location.
"Spatial techniques?" The white-robed Soul Saint narrowed his eyes, his green energy pulsing.
The Wind Sword Sect's Soul Saint smirked. "He can't teleport freely. He needs a medium. That kunai is his anchor."
Pointing toward the Star Dou Forest, he said, "That's where the kunai landed. Follow him—he won't escape."
A black-robed Soul Saint laughed. "The Shrek Academy students were somewhat useful after all. Thanks to their information, we know this brat's abilities. Once we capture the rabbit, we'll be rewarded handsomely."
"Enough talk. Move out," the Wind Sword Sect's Soul Saint ordered, summoning his martial soul and flying into the air.
The others followed, enhancing their speed with soul techniques.
In the forest a thousand meters away, Chen Xuan carried Xiao Wu as they crossed rivers and climbed mountains. Without the bird, their pace had slowed considerably.
"Chen Xuan, put me down. We need to split up. If we stay together, we'll both die!" Xiao Wu urged, her voice trembling with urgency as the pursuers drew closer.
Chen Xuan ignored her, holding her tighter.
Behind them, the Wind Sword Sect's Soul Saint soared through the air, his blue sword glowing ominously.
"Stop running. Accept your fate!"
Chen Xuan activated Flying Thunder God Technique again, flashing another three hundred meters away.
While his teleportation matched the Soul Saints' speed, the constant pressure made escape difficult.
Trees collapsed in their wake, cut down by the Soul Saint's sword aura.
"Chen Xuan, stop being stubborn! Let me go!" Xiao Wu's voice was desperate.
Chen Xuan didn't respond but tightened his grip.
He remembered the night Xiao Wu had whispered to herself while he meditated, promising to sacrifice everything to save him.
He had sworn to keep her safe, no matter what.
"Don't even think about it," he said softly, sensing her intentions.
Xiao Wu froze, her eyes flickering with panic before she forced herself to remain calm.
"I don't know what you're talking about. I just think splitting up is smarter."
Chen Xuan didn't argue, continuing to run.
Suddenly, a heavy sigh echoed across the sky, chilling him to the bone.
He froze mid-step, feeling like a beast from ancient times had locked its gaze on him.
Fear gripped his heart.
A terrifying presence descended, far beyond anything he had felt before.
His instincts screamed—Title Douluo.
"So disappointing. You can't even catch a child after all this time," the voice said, filled with disdain.
Chapter 181 - Battle Against a Super Douluo
Deep in the Star Dou Forest, ancient trees loomed high, their branches stretching toward the heavens. The terrain was vast, dotted with lakes, mountains, and dense vegetation.
At the center lay a massive lake spanning several kilometers. Its surface was clear, revealing scattered stones and yellow sand at the bottom.
On the shore stood a colossal beast, resembling a gorilla, its body as large as a small mountain. Muscles rippled across its limbs, radiating explosive power.
Suddenly, the lake's surface rippled, and waves splashed outward. A massive shadow emerged from the water, dwarfing even the giant ape on the shore.
"Second Brother, I can sense Sister Xiao Wu's aura," said the water creature, its bull-like head and long horns rising above the surface, revealing a serpentine body stretching dozens of meters.
The Sky Azure Bull Python spoke anxiously.
The Titan Giant Ape nodded, its expression dark. "Big Brother, I sense danger near Xiao Wu. I must go. I won't be at ease until I bring her back safely."
The Sky Azure Bull Python shared the concern but couldn't leave the lake. "Go quickly. Make sure Xiao Wu returns unharmed."
Despite being a hundred-thousand-year soul beast, the journey of over two hundred miles would still take time, even at full speed.
Meanwhile, in another part of the forest, Chen Xuan continued fleeing with Xiao Wu. Eight Soul Saints pursued relentlessly.
Suddenly, Chen Xuan stopped, his eyes fixed on a figure blocking the path.
Xiao Wu froze, her face pale.
"A… Title Douluo," she whispered, her voice trembling. The overwhelming pressure made her legs weak.
She instinctively recognized the power radiating from the man ahead.
Chen Xuan's expression turned grim. He hadn't expected the Spirit Hall to deploy even a Title Douluo.
He now realized the previous fights were mere preludes. This was the true threat, and it had been lying in wait all along.
The middle-aged man wore armor, his aura heavy with bloodlust.
"Young one, hand over the rabbit, and I'll give you a quick death," the man said casually, his hands behind his back.
The Title Douluo exuded absolute confidence. To him, Chen Xuan was no more than a bug waiting to be crushed.
"Lord Thornfish Douluo! Why are you here?" The eight Soul Saints arrived, visibly relieved.
Thornfish Douluo waved them back. "You fools let this brat and his rabbit play you for fools. Do I need to clean up all your messes?"
The Soul Saints bowed their heads in shame. Chen Xuan's speed had proven too much, even without his teleportation abilities.
"Stay back and watch how it's done," Thornfish Douluo ordered, stepping toward Chen Xuan.
"If you can defeat me, I'll let you go."
Chen Xuan's heart sank. The gap between a Soul King and a Title Douluo was insurmountable.
He created a shadow clone to guard Xiao Wu and faced Thornfish Douluo with his azure spear.
"Falling in love with a soul beast? You're just as pathetic as Tang Hao," Thornfish Douluo sneered.
Chen Xuan raised his spear and said coldly, "And you're nothing more than a beast wearing human skin."
"Sharp tongue. I'll give you three free moves. After that, no mercy," Thornfish Douluo replied, still calm.
Chen Xuan formed a seal and unleashed a massive fireball.
Flames roared through the forest, scorching everything in their path as the fireball hurtled toward Thornfish Douluo.
"Too weak."
Thornfish Douluo barely reacted. With a casual wave of his hand, red soul power surged forward, extinguishing the fireball instantly.
"Kill!"
Chen Xuan activated his lightning armor, his body crackling with electricity. He teleported behind Thornfish Douluo and thrust his spear with blinding speed.
Lightning infused the weapon, crackling as it pierced through the air.
"Good spear," Thornfish Douluo said, stepping aside effortlessly.
He hadn't even used his martial soul, yet dodged with ease.
Chen Xuan adjusted, stabbing again at Thornfish Douluo's head.
This time, Thornfish Douluo raised his hand and caught the spear between three fingers.
The clash rang out like metal striking stone.
Chen Xuan's heart sank. Thornfish Douluo's bare hands blocked the blow as if it were nothing.
"This spear is well-made. Too bad weapons are no match for martial souls."
Red light surged from Thornfish Douluo's hand, spreading along the spear. With a sharp crack, the weapon shattered into fragments.
Though he had promised three free moves, Thornfish Douluo took the chance to counter, showing his cunning nature.
Chen Xuan staggered back, blood seeping from his palms. Even with his lightning armor, the attack had penetrated, leaving him injured.
Discarding the broken weapon, Chen Xuan noticed the red glow around Thornfish Douluo's body. It was clearly a soul skill that reinforced his defense.
The surrounding Soul Saints marveled at the display.
"Such power. Lord Thornfish Douluo didn't even use his martial soul to destroy the kid's weapon."
Thornfish Douluo picked up one of Chen Xuan's kunai and crushed it with his soul power.
"So this is your teleportation medium. It has limits."
With the intelligence from Shrek Academy and his observations, Thornfish Douluo had already analyzed Chen Xuan's techniques.
Chen Xuan sighed. He had anticipated this. The limitations of his Flying Thunder God Technique had become clear.
If he had reached the second or third stage of his martial soul, his abilities would have increased drastically. He could have controlled the kunai remotely and flown through the air like a sword.
"Three moves are up. It's my turn now. Speak your last words, or you won't get another chance."
Thornfish Douluo stepped forward, his killing intent undeniable.
Chen Xuan remained silent, pulling out a silver short sword.
Unlike the other weapons, this one didn't belong to the Douluo Continent. It was an artifact from another world—his last hope.
Chapter 182 - Susanoo, Third Stage
Thirty miles outside the Star Dou Forest, a dense and untamed woodland stood as the stage for an impending battle. More than twenty figures gathered on the surrounding peaks, their eyes fixed on the confrontation below.
Among them were three Contra-level powerhouses—Lordia, Black-Clad Archbishop, and Platinum Archbishop Salas—who had just arrived.
"You have talent and strength," Thornfish Douluo said, his hands behind his back as he looked down at Chen Xuan from the mountaintop. "I'll limit myself to my seventh soul skill or below. Otherwise, people might say Spirit Hall bullies the weak."
Chen Xuan gripped his silver short sword tightly and replied coldly, "If you want to fight, fight. No need for pretentious excuses."
Thornfish Douluo snorted, stepping forward as crimson soul power erupted around him like a tidal wave.
"Such a sharp tongue. I'll teach you a lesson on behalf of your parents."
He unleashed a murderous aura as red light gathered, forming a beam that shot toward Chen Xuan.
"Lightning Style—Chidori!" Chen Xuan roared, lightning crackling around him as the silver short sword sparked with deadly energy.
Chen Xuan launched himself forward, his blade slicing through the air, leaving trails of electricity in its wake.
"You overestimate yourself."
Thornfish Douluo's arm glowed red as a hard, armor-like shell covered it. He reached out barehanded to block the attack.
He sneered, recalling how he had shattered the azure spear earlier—what could this tiny sword do?
Sparks flew as blade and hand clashed.
Chen Xuan grimaced as blood trickled from his nose and mouth. He activated Flying Thunder God Technique, teleporting to his kunai's location to evade a follow-up strike.
Wiping the blood off his face, Chen Xuan's expression grew heavy. The soul skill covering Thornfish Douluo's body not only provided defense but also sent a wave of suppressive energy through Chen Xuan's weapon, injuring him internally.
"Chen Xuan!" Xiao Wu's worried voice came from behind, but the shadow clone held her back, waiting for the right moment to escape.
Meanwhile, Thornfish Douluo sneered, appearing unbothered. However, blood oozed from his palm—a fact he hid well.
The pain only fueled his murderous intent. A so-called "ant" had actually managed to injure him. If word of this spread, it would be a stain on his reputation.
"This ends now. Seventh Soul Skill—Martial Soul Avatar!"
Thornfish Douluo's crimson energy surged, forming a massive spiked pufferfish avatar. Its enormous mouth opened wide, radiating overwhelming killing intent.
Trees collapsed, and the earth melted under its presence. It was an attack that could kill even Soul Sages outright.
Faced with this terrifying sight, Chen Xuan sighed. There was no avoiding it—he had to unleash that technique.
Closing his eyes, he channeled immense ocular power into his pupils.
"Die!" Thornfish Douluo shouted, sending the pufferfish avatar lunging toward Chen Xuan.
But Chen Xuan remained still. As he opened his eyes, golden energy burst forth like flames, swirling and solidifying into a massive shape.
A gigantic golden fist materialized and collided with the pufferfish avatar, sending shockwaves rippling through the forest.
Thornfish Douluo's expression changed instantly.
"How is this possible?!"
The golden fist, as large as a vat, stopped his fifth soul skill's attack in its tracks. It was inconceivable that a Soul King could wield such power.
The Spirit Hall forces watching from the mountains were equally stunned.
"Susanoo!" Chen Xuan roared, unleashing even more energy.
The golden flames coalesced into a towering skeletal figure, its bones shimmering with power.
Thornfish Douluo instinctively stepped back, wary of the ten-meter-tall construct before him.
"That's not a Martial Soul Avatar!" he muttered, his mind racing. Unlike traditional martial soul manifestations, this structure lacked visible martial soul traits or spirit rings.
The Black-Clad Archbishop whispered, "My Lord, this is no soul skill—it's a self-created ability."
He had seen a similar form during the Continental Advanced Soul Master Academy Tournament when Shrek Academy competed.
"Damn brat!" Thornfish Douluo cursed, realizing the deception. "Trying to bluff me? You're courting death!"
Inside the golden skeleton, Chen Xuan glared coldly.
"You claim fairness while throwing your rank around. You think being a Title Douluo means I can't defeat you?"
Thornfish Douluo burst into laughter.
The surrounding Soul Saints also mocked him.
"Ridiculous. Lord Thornfish Douluo is just playing with you. Do you think you can win?"
Thornfish Douluo's eyes gleamed with murderous intent.
"You've crossed the line. I'll use my eighth and ninth soul skills to end this."
Chen Xuan smirked.
"Kill me? You're not qualified."
Golden flames erupted once more as the skeletal form began to transform.
Muscles grew over its bones, forming a complete humanoid structure—skin, veins, and armor fused into place.
The transformation continued as the figure grew, reaching twenty meters in height.
The Spirit Hall forces fell silent, their previous laughter replaced with disbelief.
"A self-created technique rivaling a Martial Soul Avatar?"
Even Thornfish Douluo's expression soured.
Chen Xuan, standing within the golden giant, pointed his blade at Thornfish Douluo.
"Kill me? Try it if you dare!"
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