boyutpedia Chapter 103 Passionate Yali
Chapter 103 Passionate Yali
Chapter 103 Passionate Yali
The night was as dark as ink, spilling over every inch of Shrek Academy's inner courtyard.
Poseidon Island was shrouded in a light mist, and moonlight pierced through the clouds, casting dappled shadows on the branches and leaves of the ancient trees.
Just then, a clear female voice broke the silence.
"Little Star, it's been so long!"
The owner of the voice was a stunningly beautiful woman with long, dark green hair.
She wore a light green dress embroidered with vine patterns, her figure was tall and graceful, her skin was as white as jade, and her eyes were filled with a gentle smile. She was none other than Ya Li, the Holy Spirit Douluo, who was known as the number one healing-type Soul Master on the continent.
Her gaze fell on the small figure not far away, and her eyes instantly filled with an overwhelming maternal glow.
Before Lu Xingchen could react, Ya Li quickly stepped forward, ignoring the obvious resistance in his eyes, and stretched out her arms to pull him into her embrace.
"It's still the same as before, small, soft, and fragrant."
Yali held the little guy in her arms, feeling the fresh and rich life force emanating from him. She closed her eyes comfortably and couldn't help but rub her cheek against his soft hair.
Although Lu Xingchen is nine years old this year, he is only about 1.2 meters tall, which is considered short among children of the same age.
This is not due to stunted growth, but rather stems from his unique physique—he is already a demigod-like being with a lifespan far exceeding that of ordinary humans, and his growth rate is naturally much, much slower than that of ordinary people.
To describe it using a saying passed down among ancient races, it would be: "A human's life is one hundred years, while a dragon's life is one hundred years."
What is a hundred years for a normal human is but a short year in the long life of a dragon.
Although Lu Xingchen's current life level has not yet reached the exaggerated "one hundred years per year" of the Dragon Clan, it is undeniable that his growth cycle has been greatly extended.
In addition, in his earlier years, he often absorbed the energy of the "Tree of Life"—which came from fragments of the body of one of the five great god-kings of the divine realm: the Goddess of Life.
Nourished by this almost cheating vitality, his physical functions were pushed to perfection, but this also further inhibited the rapid growth of his body.
Changing this situation isn't difficult. Just use the "Hanged Man" method of flesh magic to forcibly accelerate cell division, and he can grow up quickly.
However, Lu Xingchen didn't have that in mind for the time being. He preferred a natural growth pace to forcing himself to grow taller.
Therefore, at this moment, the little boy looked like a delicate, large doll to the tall, voluptuous, and mature Yali. He felt wonderful to hold and couldn't help but want to squish him.
"Hmm~"
Lu Xingchen's nose twitched slightly as he smelled a scent mixed with the fragrance of herbs and a faint trace of soul power. Immediately afterward, his cheek was pressed against a soft, plump touch, making it difficult for him to breathe.
He quickly stretched out his two little hands, placed them on Yali's body, and pushed her outwards with force.
"Sister Yali, don't hug me so tightly, it's uncomfortable."
Lu Xingchen used one hand to hold that beautiful face and the other hand to press on Ya Li's chest, trying with all his might to push away this passionate body.
Lu Xingchen didn't dislike being close to people; she just wasn't used to being held so tightly.
Especially since the other person was so much taller than him, this feeling of being "enclosed" always made him feel awkward with nowhere to escape.
"Really, Little Star, don't be shy."
Yali, however, seemed oblivious to his resistance. Instead of letting go, she hugged him even tighter.
She and the child hadn't seen each other for almost two years, and now that they were finally reunited, they naturally wanted to spend some quality time together.
If she could get closer to Lu Xingchen, she might soon gain his favor and then naturally adopt him—this was a wish that Yali had kept hidden in her heart for a long time.
"Waaah—Sister Yali, if you keep doing this, I'll just find somewhere else to stay tonight."
Left with no other choice, Lu Xingchen could only put on a stern face and unleash her trump card.
"what!"
Sure enough, Yali panicked upon hearing this.
Despite her immense reluctance, she could only reluctantly release Lu Xingchen, her beautiful eyes filled with a pitiful look as she looked at him and whispered, "Little Xingchen was just joking with his sister, right?"
Lu Xingchen looked at Ya Li in this state and sighed helplessly.
Two years ago, she was a mature and charming older sister. How come after so long, the image of this Holy Spirit Douluo who was once a powerful figure on the continent has "collapsed"?
Is this what they call the exposure of one's true nature?
Or is this what they mean by "old in years but young at heart"?
Who would have thought that the Holy Spirit Douluo, who is revered by countless people and acts with composure and magnanimity, actually has such a capricious and girlish side in private?
"Alright, Yali, it's rare for Xiaochen to come all the way to Shrek City, so don't bully him."
A gentle male voice suddenly rang out, and a young man in white robes walked in under the moonlight. He was tall and had an otherworldly air about him. He was none other than Yun Ming, the pillar of Shrek Academy and the master of the Sea God Pavilion.
He walked to Yali's side, raised his hand and ruffled her dark green hair, his tone full of doting affection.
"Brother Ming." Ya Li nestled into Yun Ming's arms like a little bird, a hint of coquettishness on her face. "I'm just a little emotional because I haven't seen Xiao Xingchen in a long time."
"Yes, yes, yes."
Yun Ming patted Ya Li's back affectionately, then turned his gaze to Lu Xingchen and asked gently, "I heard from Ya Li that you were learning forging techniques from Master Craftsman Duan Xuan. How come you suddenly have time to come to Shrek City? Did you run into some trouble?"
"I did originally learn forging from my master, but not long ago—"
Lu Xingchen began to explain why he was there.
He used the same excuse he had used to fool Na'er—that he wanted to snag a soul tool at a bargain price, but ended up making a blunder and being forcibly teleported here by an unknown spatial soul tool.
As for his trespassing into the Chuanling Hotel and getting entangled with Na'er, Lu Xingchen chose to summarize it simply, saying that he accidentally broke into someone else's house and was "kicked out" after apologizing.
Upon hearing Lu Xingchen's words, Yun Ming and Ya Li were instantly stunned.
Ultra-long-distance spatial teleportation!
Moreover, they traveled directly from Tianhai City across half the continent to Shrek City.
"You child, how can you carry a soul tool with you for an unknown purpose? Aren't you afraid it might be a soul bomb?"
Ya Li then crawled out of Yun Ming's arms and pulled Lu Xingchen over again with a worried expression, searching and checking him over, afraid that he had suffered some internal injury.
She never imagined that the child would arrive in Shrek City in such a perilous way.
"Could I see that soul tool?"
A hint of interest appeared on Yun Ming's face.
A spatial soul tool capable of traversing such a vast distance? This is unheard of in the world of soul masters.
Although people developed a space soul tool that could teleport tens of thousands of years ago, it could only teleport a hundred or a thousand meters away at most at one time.
The spatial soul tool that Lu Xingchen mentioned, which could teleport people from the eastern part of the continent to the central part, was something that even he, who was very knowledgeable, had never heard of before.
"Can."
Lu Xingchen took out the "1-001 Teleportation Pendant" from his pocket and handed it over.
Yun Ming took the pendant, and his immense spiritual power immediately probed into it.
After a long pause, a look of amazement flashed in his eyes: "What a peculiar soul tool! Its interior is filled with strange and extremely violent, distorted spatial power."
"Rather than calling it a soul tool, I'd rather believe it's a pseudo-divine artifact formed by a soul master whose martial soul was a pendant, who poured all their soul power and spiritual power into their martial soul before dying."
After returning the pendant to Lu Xingchen, Yun Ming said to himself, "When a weapon spirit master's cultivation reaches the quasi-god level and comprehends the divine intent, if he is willing to sacrifice his life's cultivation and spiritual power to his martial spirit before his death, there is a certain probability that the martial spirit will leave the physical body and exist in the world forever, becoming a true divine artifact."
At this point, Yun Ming's tone carried a hint of warning: "Your pendant is less of a soul tool and more like an unfinished, unstable prototype of a divine artifact."
"Although it possesses the ability to teleport, the spatial energy within it is extremely chaotic. If teleportation is attempted, it might send the holder to any unknown location, or even into spatial turbulence."
"In short, it can be used as a last resort to save your life, but unless you are in a truly life-threatening situation, never use this pendant casually."
"Okay, I understand." Lu Xingchen nodded slightly and then put the pendant away.
The three of them walked side by side on the path of Poseidon Island, the moonlight shining on them and casting long shadows.
Before long, they arrived at an exquisite wooden house near the golden ancient tree.
As soon as she stepped inside, Ya Li immediately revealed her true colors, a gentle smile on her face, her tone as natural as if she were talking about something perfectly ordinary: "Little Star is so tired from the space teleportation, let your older sister sleep with you tonight and tell you a bedtime story, okay?"
"don't want!"
Without a second thought, Lu Xingchen immediately shook his head, his face full of resistance.
He took two steps back and said quickly, "Thank you for your kindness, Sister Yali, but I still prefer to sleep alone. Goodbye!"
Before he finished speaking, he turned around and ran up to the second floor of the wooden house, slamming the door shut behind him.
Immediately afterwards, the sound of a lock clicking shut came from inside the house.
"————"
When she heard the clear sound of the door locking from the second floor, Ya Li immediately looked at her husband beside her with teary eyes: "Brother Ming, do you think Xiao Xingchen really hates me? I just wanted to get close to him, but we've known each other for two years, and he won't even let me hug him."
Seeing his wife's pitiful and tearful appearance, Yun Ming gently patted her back and softly comforted her, "Don't think like that. Xiao Chen's background is pitiful. He was abandoned in a garbage dump by his parents, so it's inevitable that he has some psychological trauma and lacks a sense of security with others."
"What we need to do is slowly get to know him and gradually gain his trust. When that time comes, if you want—a hug, or something like sleeping together—I believe Xiaochen won't be so resistant."
As he finished speaking, Yun Ming's tone suddenly became somewhat subtle.
Looking at his wife, who looked aggrieved in his arms, he felt a strange feeling rising in his heart—was he pushing his wife into someone else's arms?
It must be my imagination.
Yun Ming shook his head, banishing the absurd thought from his mind.
"But I've also been sending emails to Little Star frequently over the past two years."
Ya Li pulled out her soul-guided phone from her bosom, opened the chat interface, and said pitifully, "I email him every day to ask about his cultivation progress, whether he's encountered any difficulties, and to share interesting stories from Shrek Academy. It's been two years already, isn't that close enough?"
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Yun Ming's gaze fell on the phone screen, and when he saw the nearly ten thousand densely packed messages, he fell silent.
He suddenly understood why Lu Xingchen was so resistant to Ya Li.
This isn't intimacy; it's clearly an "information bombardment"!
"Wife, I think we might need to treat Xiao Chen in a different way." Yun Ming carefully considered her words, trying to make her tone sound as tactful as possible.
He couldn't simply deny his wife's good intentions.
Yali raised her teary eyes and asked curiously, "Treat it another way?"
"Yes." Yun Ming nodded, a glint of light flashing in his eyes. "This child is too guarded. We can't rush him to gain his approval. We can learn from others and proceed step by step."
"What do other people do?" Yali tilted her head, somewhat puzzled.
Yun Ming smiled slightly and coaxed, "You should know that Xiao Chen has a forging teacher in Tianhai City, right?"
"I know, it's Master Duan Xuan." Ya Li nodded immediately; she had thoroughly researched everything about Lu Xingchen.
As soon as she finished speaking, her eyes suddenly lit up.
Her years of tacit understanding with Yun Ming allowed her to instantly grasp her husband's thoughts, her voice filled with delight: "Brother Ming, you want me to take Xiao Xingchen as my disciple first, and then gradually build a closer relationship, right?"
"That's right."
Yun Ming nodded with approval in his eyes, his tone full of confidence, "The only skills Master Craftsman Duan Xuan can teach Xiao Chen are forging. But when it comes to training Soul Masters, who on the entire continent can compare to our Shrek Academy?"
"Yali, when you examined Xiaoxingchen just now, you should already know his current cultivation level, right?"
"Hmm." A hint of amazement flashed in Ya Li's eyes as she said softly, "That child's soul power has already reached level 30, and he's only one soul ring away from becoming a Soul Master."
Without the aid of drugs, a nine-year-old level 30 Soul Master (quasi-Soul Master) is a rare genius in the entire history of Soul Masters.
When Ya Li examined Lu Xingchen just now, she could clearly sense that his foundation was very solid and his soul power was as pure as water. This was definitely not the kind of quick-fix product that could be improved by taking drugs.
"Not only that."
Yun Ming added, his tone also tinged with amazement, "Besides his soul power reaching level 30, his mental power should have reached the mid-level of the Spirit Sea Realm."
"What?" Ya Li's eyes widened suddenly, and she looked at her husband in astonishment, thinking she had misheard. "Mid-level Spirit Sea Realm?"
It's understandable that a nine-year-old has level 30 soul power, after all, there's such a thing as exceptional genius.
But a nine-year-old with intermediate-level spiritual power in the Spirit Sea Realm—that's terrifying!
It should be noted that at the initial stage of the Spirit Sea Realm, the spiritual power value is between 500 and 2000 points.
The intermediate level of the Spirit Sea Realm is between two thousand and three thousand five hundred points!
Lu Xingchen's mental strength has reached the intermediate level of the Spirit Sea Realm, which means that his mental strength value is at least two thousand points!
It should be noted that even in the Shrek Academy, where geniuses abound, only senior core disciples over the age of twenty can reach this level of mental strength.
But how old is Lu Xingchen now? Nine years old!
monster!
Based on this mental strength alone, Lu Xingchen absolutely fits Shrek Academy's definition and is a genuine super little monster.
Even looking at the entire history of Douluo Continent, this terrifying talent for mental power is absolutely unique.
But can a nine-year-old child really possess such terrifying mental strength?!
"It must be his martial soul talent that can absorb the power of faith that is at work."
Yun Ming patted his wife on the back and explained, "When I first saw that child two years ago, his spiritual power had already reached the Spirit Sea Realm. Two years have passed, and his spiritual power should have gradually increased as he absorbed the power of faith."
"Um."
Yali nodded slightly. She had also received the nourishment of the power of faith, so she naturally understood how special this power was.
Yun Ming sighed inwardly, "It's a pity that Xiao Chen's martial spirit isn't a spear, so he can't inherit my mantle. Otherwise, I would definitely take him as my disciple."
In the Douluo Continent, apart from family inheritance, normal Soul Masters take on disciples based on first impressions and whether the disciple's Martial Soul has anything in common with their own, in order to ensure that their skills can be passed down.
Ya Li took Lu Xingchen as her apprentice not only because she liked the child, but also because both of them possessed healing abilities and the talent to absorb faith power, making it easier to teach them.
But Yun Ming was different. His martial soul was a gun. Even though many disciples in Shrek Academy's inner court had gun martial souls, none of them caught his eye.
Yun Ming originally had someone he valued, namely the current senior disciple of the inner court: Lan Muzi, whose martial soul: Yangmu Blade, is a unique martial soul.
Even though their martial souls are different, they are both weapon martial souls. With Yun Ming's vision, he is more than capable of teaching Lan Muzi.
Unfortunately, Lan Muzi caught the eye of Long Yeyue, the Light and Dark Douluo.
Although Yun Ming could defeat three Long Yeyues in terms of strength, she was, after all, his master's wife, so he couldn't compete with her for the disciple and had to reluctantly give her up.
Ya Li leaned against her husband and softly comforted him, "Brother Ming, there's no time to lose. I'll go and sound out Xiao Xingchen's opinion tomorrow. If he agrees, then the two of us can teach him together."
Yun Ming chuckled and teased, "What, aren't you afraid that as you teach him, Xiao Chen will end up becoming my disciple?"
"Hmph~ You bad boy." Ya Li pouted her red lips slightly and gently twisted his waist: "If Xiao Xingchen agrees to be my apprentice, then you have a full obligation to teach him. You can't compete with me for him."
"Honey, isn't this a bit too domineering? I'm teaching you for free, and you won't even give me a title."
"Mind your own business, but you can't take it from me."
"Okay, okay, I won't fight you for it."
During their playful fight, they failed to notice that the ancient golden tree in the center of Poseidon Island swayed slightly upon hearing the phrase "power of faith."
Subtle golden light appeared on the ancient golden tree, as if to send a message somewhere.
"Buzz—"
—"
Just then, an invisible wave swept by, and the golden light on the ancient golden tree instantly dimmed, as if it had forgotten what had happened before.
[A wisp of Ah Yin's consciousness, attached to the Golden Ancient Tree, instinctively tried to transmit the information to her main body upon hearing the power of faith. However, for unknown reasons, that wisp of consciousness seemed to forget about it, and everything on Seagod Island remained unchanged.]
Inside Lu Xingchen's room, a calligraphy brush slowly came to a stop.
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