Douluo Dalu: Path of Power

Upon hearing Yulin's words, the girl in Chen Xin's arms, Ning Rongrong, instantly beamed with joy. "That's great! I knew Dad and Grandpa Bone were lying to me. Seriously, why did Uncle Yulin leave so quickly? I wanted to play with him some more."

Ning Fengzhi chuckled, "Rongrong, it looks like you'll have to wait until next time—after Yulin meets that important person."

Chen Xin glanced at Ning Fengzhi. "Fengzhi, what are you thinking?"

"Someone is searching for Yulin—through that story," Ning Fengzhi replied.

"Why do you say that?"

"It's simple. With my Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's intelligence network, if someone like Beiluo had truly existed in history and possessed the strength of a Titled Douluo, there's no way I wouldn't have heard of him. Yet, not only do I not know of him, but an independent spirit master like Yulin does. That can only mean one thing—Beiluo is a figure known only to the person who told that story and to Yulin himself."

"I'm quite curious—how could an ordinary person know a Titled Douluo like Yulin?"

"Fengzhi, how do you know the one looking for Yulin is just an ordinary person?" Bone Douluo asked with doubt.

"It's simple. First, he has no money—otherwise, he would have hired people to search for him. Second, he has no power or influence—otherwise, he could have ordered his subordinates to gather intelligence. Third, he has no strength—otherwise, he wouldn't need to rely on this roundabout method to attract Yulin's attention. Someone without wealth, power, or strength—what else could he be but an ordinary person?" Ning Fengzhi analyzed.

This man wasn't the Sect Master for nothing. With just a bit of information, he had already deduced Beixuan's situation with remarkable accuracy.

"Sect Master, if Yulin is looking for someone, there are only two possibilities: either that person has leverage over him, or that person is his weakness. Why don't we act first? If we find the person spreading the story before Yulin does, we might be able to use him to bring Yulin into our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect," Bone Douluo suggested without hesitation.

This man wasn't known for being soft-hearted. In the original story, he had even considered eliminating Tang San because of his overwhelming talent.

As long as it strengthened the sect, he had no qualms about using any means necessary.

Sword Douluo, upon hearing this, said nothing. He simply picked up Ning Rongrong and walked away. He despised such tactics, but he understood that for a great power to grow, it needed both light and shadow.

No matter how much he disliked it, he wouldn't interfere with Ning Fengzhi and Bone Douluo's decisions. The only thing he could do was not get involved.

Ning Fengzhi waved a hand, his expression serious. "We'd better not. We don't fully understand the situation yet. Right now, because of Uncle Jian, Fallen Demon Douluo is still on good terms with our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. Acting rashly might backfire. Offending a Titled Douluo for no reason isn't wise."

"You're right, Sect Master. I was thinking too simply." Bone Douluo nodded, saying no more.

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Leaving the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, Yulin headed straight into the city, tracking down the storyteller. Following the clues, he eventually found a merchant caravan. Soon, he obtained a name and an address from a child.

"Beixuan, Nightfire Village?" Yulin muttered. His figure flickered as he channeled his full soul power, soaring through the sky on his sword. He vanished into the horizon.

Unfortunately, he no longer possessed the Bixie Clan's spatial abilities. Otherwise, he could have crossed even thousands of miles in an instant.

Still, it was just a matter of time.

After all, it was within the Tiandou Empire's territory. With his Titled Douluo speed, he would arrive in less than a day.

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The next morning, Beixuan had just finished washing up. After pulling some vegetables from the garden for his grandfather, he escorted the old man to the village entrance.

On his way back, a powerful aura suddenly descended from the sky. Beixuan immediately looked up.

A towering man with long red hair met his gaze.

Yulin hadn't expected the first person he'd see in Nightfire Village to be the one he was searching for. He was certain—the boy below was Beixuan.

And why was he so sure?

Because he looked exactly like Xuange and Beiluo. As if they were cast from the same mold.

This was no coincidence. When Beiluo had created Beixuan's body, he had modeled it after himself. Meanwhile, Xuange and Beiluo were twins, identical in appearance.

Having grown up with Xuange, how could Yulin not recognize him?

"Kid… who… who exactly are you?" Yulin asked, full of doubt.

Xuange was dead. Beiluo wouldn't possibly be here. With his power surpassing even the Primordial Demons, if he set foot in this world, the clash with its laws would tear reality apart in an instant.

"Hehe, Uncle Yulin, this isn't the place to talk. Please, come to my home," Beixuan said with a smile.

Yulin had recognized him at a glance, and Beixuan had done the same.

At this moment, Beixuan was overjoyed. He hadn't expected the story he spread to reach Yulin so quickly and lead him here.

Yulin nodded, descending from the sky and following Beixuan back home.

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"Uncle Yulin, you must be curious about my identity. Actually, I…"

Beixuan proceeded to tell Yulin everything from start to finish.

"I see. His Majesty and Her Highness sent you here to use this world's laws to neutralize the conflict in your bloodline…"

Given Beixuan's striking resemblance to Xuange and Beiluo, his knowledge of Tianlu City, and his understanding of Beiluo and Yun Wuyue's past, Yulin had no doubts.

Without hesitation, he knelt on one knee.

"Commander of the Tianlu City Imperial Guard—Yulin—greets Your Highness!"

"Uncle Yulin, there's no need for this. In this world, Tianlu City does not exist. Here, we are simply elder and junior," Beixuan hurriedly helped Yulin up, smiling.

Yulin, never one to stand on ceremony, laughed and stood up. "Alright then! I never imagined I'd meet family from Tianlu City in this world. It's truly a joy. From now on, I'll just call you Xiaoxuan, and you must stop calling me 'Uncle.' I hate it—it makes me feel old. Just call me Yulin."

"Haha, alright then. Oh, by the way, Yulin, do you know where Prime Minister Lan is? I've been in this world for six years, and while I've heard a lot about you, I've never once heard anyone mention him."

Yulin shook his head. "I don't know. I've been searching for him all these years. The reason I've been acting so high-profile is to attract his attention and make him come to me. But that shut-in is like he vanished from the world. It's been fifty years—there's not a single clue. I don't even know if he's still alive."

"No, I believe Prime Minister Lan isn't someone who would die so easily. We'll find him one way or another. But first, Yulin… plea

se help me awaken my martial soul!" Beixuan looked at Yulin with eager anticipation.