Douluo: My Spirit is Fallen Angel

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Late at night, a small campfire was burning in a secluded hunting soul forest. Around the fire sat two men and one woman, all of whom were in their thirties. For soul masters, this age was a time of peak vitality, with mental energy at its fullest.

The oldest of the men was built strongly, with a distinctive face: his chin jutted slightly forward, his cheekbones were broad, and his face was flat, with a hawk-like nose. If one had to compare him to something, his face resembled a shoe sole, with a shifty, cunning expression. Just by his appearance, one might assume he was a sly merchant.

The second man had an average build, neither too fat nor too thin. He wore a black, one-piece outfit, and his skin was fair and youthful. With a somewhat handsome face and messy hair that almost covered his eyes, he looked rather charming. He was deeply focused, one hand holding a book while the other gripped a pen.

The only woman among them had fair skin and an exquisite face, with long hair flowing neatly down her back. Her entire presence exuded youthful vitality, and her body was extremely alluring, enough to captivate any man.

These three were none other than the somewhat famous trio in the soul master world—the Golden Iron Triangle: Flender, Yu Xiaogang, and Liu Erlong.

In terms of their cultivation, Flender had just broken through to the Soul Emperor level, Liu Erlong was a Soul King, and Yu Xiaogang was a Great Soul Master.

Of the three, Flender often cast glances at Liu Erlong, while Liu Erlong's gaze would occasionally shift toward Yu Xiaogang. Yu Xiaogang, on the other hand, dared not make eye contact with Liu Erlong. Deep down, she felt inferior and could only focus her attention on the book in front of her.

"Xiaogang, have you made any breakthroughs in your theories again?" Liu Erlong asked. As Yu Xiaogang was the illegitimate daughter of the Yu family and her mother had been a prostitute, she had her own inner insecurities, much like Yu Xiaogang. Because of this, she had not been exposed to much theoretical knowledge. She felt too intimidated to interact with the brilliant Flender, instead gravitating toward the more learned and modest Yu Xiaogang, who would always share insights on peculiar soul beasts and spirits, often identifying them with ease.

Yu Xiaogang put down her pen, sighed, and smiled bitterly. "What use is it to have breakthroughs? Even the best theories are hardly acknowledged in the soul master world, and I have no way to prove them."

"Xiaogang, I believe your theories are correct and invincible. A golden-scaled fish is not a mere pond creature—it transforms into a dragon when it encounters a storm. Once you find the right opportunity, I believe your theories will one day be acknowledged by the world," Flender said, patting Yu Xiaogang on the shoulder with a smile. "Even if your strength is lacking now, you still have us. The fusion skill of our Golden Iron Triangle, the Golden Holy Dragon, is enough to rival soul masters of the Titled Douluo level. Without your help, how could I have obtained such a wonderful sixth soul ring?"

Liu Erlong also smiled and said, "That's right, Xiaogang. You still have us. We are sworn siblings, a family."

Flender and Liu Erlong's words touched Yu Xiaogang deeply. Her eyes flickered, almost welling up with emotion.

Just as the atmosphere was at its most harmonious, a sudden gust of wind blew from behind them, knocking the campfire sideways.

"Who's there!?" Flender and Liu Erlong immediately stood up, positioning themselves in front of Yu Xiaogang, eyeing the small forest warily.

"Yu Xiaogang, it's been years, and you're still living the good life," a sharp, authoritative voice, tinged with a hint of murderous intent, rang out. A tall, handsome man with golden long hair appeared before them. When Yu Xiaogang saw him, her body instinctively trembled as if reacting to a reflex.

"May I ask who you are?" Flender asked with a grave expression. He couldn't sense the man's strength, but from his tone and the fact that he knew Yu Xiaogang, it was clear the man was a soul master, and his power was likely far beyond Flender's.

Yu Xiaogang trembled and asked, "Your Holiness, what brings you here?"

Hearing the title "Your Holiness," Flender looked at the golden-haired man in disbelief. The legendary Pope had actually appeared before him.

Qian Xunji stretched out his hand, and Yu Xiaogang's body flew toward him, lifted like a powerless chick by the grip.

Qian Xunji spoke coldly, "Why I'm here, you should know all too well. When you left the Spirit Hall, you promised never to reveal those things. Now it seems I was too foolish to believe a villain like you."

"Your Holiness, what is this? What did Xiaogang do to offend you?" Flender didn't dare make a move, quickly pleading for Yu Xiaogang.

Flender understood the situation, but Liu Erlong wasn't as composed. Five soul rings—two yellow, two purple, and one black—appeared beneath him, and a fire dragon burning with blue-purple flames surged toward Qian Xunji.

"Even if you are the Pope, you can't harm Xiaogang like this!"

Qian Xunji raised his left hand, and a powerful soul force formed a barrier to block Liu Erlong. With another motion of his hand, Liu Erlong was sent flying, crashing into a tree as blood poured from his mouth.

"Second Dragon!" Both Yu Xiaogang and Flender shouted in unison.

Qian Xunji's brows furrowed slightly. The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon martial soul with a fire attribute? Could it be a mutated Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon martial soul?

Martial soul attribute mutations, also known as martial soul parallel mutations, were not uncommon. For example, Qian Renxue's eight-winged Fallen Angel—if it had been a six-winged Fallen Angel—could be considered a mutated version of the six-winged Angel martial soul. Similarly, the Flame Clear Sky Hammer of Tang Lie, the seventh elder of the Clear Sky Sect, was also a martial soul with a mutated attribute.

Such mutations did not alter the overall structure of the martial soul. The quality of the martial soul remained mostly unchanged. Instead, the attribute it contained changed, manifesting different hues. This was why Qian Xunji immediately recognized Liu Erlong's martial soul as a Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon, and understood that Liu Erlong was still alive.

Even if Qian Xunji had the best temperament, he was still the Pope of Spirit Hall, an existence on par with the emperors of the two great empires. For a Soul King to attack him? Was that not courting death?

Then Yu Xiaogang's voice drew his attention back. From the look in Yu Xiaogang's eyes as she glanced between Liu Erlong and him, he detected both love and concern for Liu Erlong, along with anger and resentment directed at him. A smirk tugged at the corner of his mouth, almost making him want to laugh. Yu Xiaogang had not recognized the mutated Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon martial soul and had fallen for this woman, Liu Erlong?

Qian Xunji knew all too well. Yu Xiaogang had already been expelled from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect. Given Liu Erlong's age and cultivation, she would have been considered a genius in the sect. There was no way the sect would have allowed her to venture out for training with Yu Xiaogang. The only possibility was that Liu Erlong was the illegitimate daughter of a direct disciple of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect.

(End of chapter)