Chapter 15: Zhu Zhuqing — I Will Create a World Where Brother Li Exists!
Suo Tuo City, located within the territory of the Balak Kingdom.
Thanks to its unique geographical position and fertile land suitable for farming, it is known as one of the Empire's granaries.
The streets were bustling with people, lively and full of noise.
Hidden in the shadows, Tang Hao—who was secretly protecting Tang San—occasionally cast a glance toward Tang San and Xiao Wu, sometimes lifting his wine gourd to take a few swigs.
He wore a gray robe, his face covered in stubble, looking utterly disheveled.
Even those who knew him well might not recognize at first glance that this scruffy middle-aged man was once the world-famous Clear Sky Douluo—Tang Hao!
Suddenly, Tang Hao seemed to sense something, his eyes widening abruptly.
"Not good… something happened to Ah Yin!"
Ah Yin—the Hundred-Thousand-Year Blue Silver Emperor, who had taken human form, Tang Hao's wife, and Tang San's mother.
Overwhelmed by rage, Tang Hao nearly unleashed the aura of a Titled Douluo.
Fortunately, at the critical moment, he glanced at Xiao Wu, forcibly suppressing his presence.
"Xiao San is in Suo Tuo City… for now, there shouldn't be any danger."
Without hesitation, Tang Hao rushed toward the location of Ah Yin.
"Who… who dares to harm my Ah Yin?!"
That cave didn't just contain Ah Yin—it also held the Hundred-Thousand-Year soul bone she had left behind!
Such a hidden location… who on earth had discovered it?
On the streets of Suo Tuo City, a young man dressed in fitted clothes, his skin slightly dark, was chatting and laughing with a girl wearing a cropped top and shorts.
Standing at the entrance of the Rose Hotel, the boy hesitated slightly—only to be dragged inside by the girl.
What they didn't know was that, in the shadows, a pair of venomous eyes were locked onto them!
Black hair.
Black pupils.
A tight black outfit.
A towering, curvaceous figure that blocked the view of her own feet when she looked down—
"You all deserve to die."
She was a revenant.
Reborn into this world, she had returned for one purpose alone—to take revenge on everyone.
In her "previous life," after Dai Li died, she chose to follow him in death, ending her own life.
At that time, she hadn't even reached twelve years old.
After being "reborn," she discovered that her Brother Li had vanished entirely, as if he had never existed at all.
That realization made Zhu Zhuqing feel as though the sky itself had collapsed.
That was no dream—because she had awakened memories of her "previous life" when she was very young.
"Dai Mubai… Tang San… Xiao Wu… Tang Hao…"
Zhu Zhuqing clenched her fists, her nails digging deep into her palms, yet she felt nothing.
Dai Li was her white moonlight— the only light that had kept her from sinking completely into darkness.
It was because of her that Dai Li had targeted Dai Mubai, which ultimately led to him being ambushed by Tang Hao, his life frozen forever at the age of twelve.
And yet—
Her Brother Li had already been a Soul Emperor at twelve years old.
Had there been no accidents, he would have surely become the youngest Titled Douluo in history—perhaps even the strongest existence on the Douluo Continent!
But because of these people… Dai Li lost his life.
A single tear slid down her cheek, yet the determination in her beautiful eyes only grew stronger.
In this lifetime, everything she experienced was identical to her "previous life"—
Except for one thing.
There was no Dai Li.
That fact alone made Zhu Zhuqing colder than ever—cold to the bone.
She had wanted to poison Zhu Zhuyun.
She had the chance.
But once Zhu Zhuyun died, it would be nearly impossible for her to leave Star Luo City.
She still had revenge to carry out for Dai Li.
She could not allow herself to be "softly imprisoned."
"I will create a world… where Brother Li exists!"
Wang Li had no idea what was happening in Suo Tuo City.
At this moment, he had arrived deep within a mountain range.
After circling the area several times and confirming that no one was nearby, he finally sat down cross-legged, opened his storage soul tool, and took out the ancient-looking box.
Opening it, what came into view was a blue-and-gold object resembling a gemstone—
A bone.
"The Hundred-Thousand-Year Blue Silver Emperor right leg bone…"
No one knew what material the box was made of, but it was capable of isolating soul power fluctuations.
The moment the box was opened, the Hundred-Thousand-Year Blue Silver Emperor right leg bone erupted with a massive wave of soul power.
Wang Li didn't hesitate. He took it out and pressed it against his right leg.
The soul bone instantly transformed into countless blue-gold motes of light, merging seamlessly into his right leg.
Wang Li sat cross-legged, eyes closed, refining the soul bone.
The soul power within this bone was extremely gentle. For a soul master of Wang Li's level, refining it posed no difficulty at all.
Moreover, Wang Li possessed the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger martial soul—
A true professional when it came to devouring soul power!
There would be no accidents during the refinement process.
About an hour later, Wang Li opened his eyes again, a trace of joy flashing through them.
The Hundred-Thousand-Year Blue Silver Emperor right leg bone possessed two soul bone abilities.
First: Flight.
For most soul masters, flight was an extremely important soul skill.
With the ability to fly, countless dangers could be avoided!
Second: Passive Healing.
A constant, uninterrupted self-healing effect!
This second ability was exactly what Wang Li wanted!
As for flight, the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger martial soul already had wings.
For others, flight was a distant dream.
For Wang Li, it was nothing more than a chicken rib—tasteless yet hard to throw away.
"Not bad. My physique and soul power have both improved."
"From now on, I won't die so easily."
Wang Li grinned, straightened his clothes, and leisurely made his way out of the mountains.
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Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.
After listening to his subordinate's report, Ning Fengzhi fell into deep thought.
First Wang Li… then Zhang San?
What exactly was Rongrong trying to do?
In broad daylight, pranking Zhang San—and even saying such outrageous things—this was truly unacceptable!
"Stop searching for Wang Li."
"Find Zhang San instead. See whether he has any background."
A genius soul master had stirred Ning Fengzhi's interest.
The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect lacked nothing—
Except for a reassuring next generation.
Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo were already old…
"We must recruit more genius soul masters."
"Yes, Sect Master!"
After the man in black left, Ning Fengzhi sat down, tapping the table lightly with his index finger, deep in thought.
"Twelve or thirteen years old… entering the Sunset Forest alone…"
"A heavy stench of blood, yet barely injured…"
"Soul power released externally…"
"This is a peerless genius."
"Turning Rongrong's words into reality… that might not be impossible."
The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect had a rule: A direct descendant's spouse must be an attack-type soul master.
If "Zhang San" weren't an attack-type soul master, Ning Fengzhi wouldn't even consider it.
But everything Zhang San had displayed pointed clearly in that direction!
If such a genius soul master were to marry into the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect…
Ning Fengzhi would be laughing in his dreams!
That was precisely why, despite Rongrong causing such a scene, Ning Fengzhi hadn't called her back.
Good taste— even a "prank" could become reality.
Who could say for sure?
…
By the seaside.
Beach.
Lounge chair.
Wang Li lay leisurely on the chair, basking in the sunlight.
Douluo Planet wasn't much different from Blue Star—the oceans covered about seventy percent of the entire planet.
This wasn't a fishing village, but a desolate coastline rarely visited by people.
No one knew how far it was from the nearest fishing village!
"The outside world is too dangerous."
"Before I figure out why the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect is searching for Wang Li, I'd better lie low for now."
Wang Li murmured to himself.
With his current strength, he still wasn't enough to protect himself.
Better to stay hidden for a few more years.
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End of Chapter