On the road, the Great Elder looked unhappy. He had thought he could properly tease Chen Yi, but instead, the other pointed out a bunch of flaws. Worst of all, this damn kid even mocked him for not knowing how to cook!
Chen Yi followed behind, stepping with ghost steps, tightly keeping up with the sulking old child. He hadn't expected such a small counterattack to make the old man so depressed.
Chen Yi had originally wanted to explain properly, but thinking of the other's infamous tsundere personality in the sect, going up now would probably just add fuel to the fire. He could only muster his energy to follow behind.
"Slap—"
Suddenly, the Great Elder stopped, and Chen Yi, who was going full speed, couldn't brake and crashed into the palm the other had placed behind his back.
Tidying his messy hair, looking at the old man ahead, Chen Yi secretly ground his teeth.
"Deliberate, he must be deliberate!"
In an instant, the idea of explaining to the Great Elder vanished.
The Great Elder turned around with a half-smile, cleared his throat lightly, and said indifferently: "You crashed into it yourself. This old man wanted to steady you, who knew you'd be so impatient."
Seeing the thick amusement in the other's eyes, Chen Yi said irritably: "Can we go now? Your anger should be gone."
"This old man is famously magnanimous in the sect—how could I stoop to a little brat's level?" The Great Elder pouted. In his view, Chen Yi was slandering him. Ask anyone in the sect—who doesn't say he has a prime minister's belly that can hold a boat?
Looking at the dense forest ahead, the Great Elder grinned at Chen Yi: "Kid, want to see a good show?"
"A good show?" Hearing this, Chen Yi was stunned. In a remote place like the Star Dou Great Forest, what good show could there be? A rabbit transforming?
In a place like the Star Dou Great Forest, where even high-level soul masters didn't dare act recklessly, not causing trouble was an unwritten rule. Hunting soul rings was not only a breakthrough opportunity for soul masters but also key to strengthening their trump cards. Usually, unless it was extremely trusted family or friends, no one was allowed nearby; otherwise, it was seen as provocation.
If the other party was a soul beast, that was even more fun. With soul beasts' terrifying bestial nature, even soul masters of the same level might not escape them. If you wanted to watch their fun, you'd better weigh if you're qualified. Plenty of unlucky fools got pitted to death like this every year.
"Don't worry, it's not some life-or-death crisis. It can even get you some protection." With that, the Great Elder grabbed Chen Yi by the scruff of his neck and dashed forward.
A Title Douluo's speed was terrifying. Soon, they stopped behind a giant rock. This time, the Great Elder didn't play riddles and pointed ahead.
Looking at the situation ahead, Chen Yi's eye twitched, and he speechlessly pointed forward: "This is the protection you mentioned?"
In the clearing ahead, two groups were in a standoff, the tense atmosphere making the surrounding air seem frozen.
One side had three people, particularly familiar—it was Ye Cien and his granddaughter from the restaurant encounter recently, with a giant man over 2.5 meters tall beside them.
At this moment, Ye Cien was nothing like the kindly man from the restaurant. His calm face was now filled with rage, eight soul rings spinning rapidly around him at visible speed. His cold eyes locked onto the three opposite, killing intent undisguised.
The giant man stood like an unshakeable mountain, holding a mountain-splitting axe in front of the grandfather and granddaughter. Under his feet, yellow, yellow, purple, purple, purple, black, black, black—eight soul rings spread out. Though not the optimal configuration, he was a genuine eight-ring Soul Douluo.
The opposing side also had three people, two old and one young, their aura no weaker. The leading elder was tall and burly, his face full of flab forming an unpleasant sneer, surrounded by two yellow, two purple, four black—eight soul rings, also a Soul Douluo of the same level. The middle-aged man beside him had a mocking face, his gaze sweeping over the Ye family with undisguised contempt. Seven soul rings bloomed under his feet, his powerful Soul Saint aura rampaging unchecked in the forest.
What surprised Chen Yi even more was that both men's soul power carried threads of blue lightning, their bodies covered in scales flashing cold light, and their limbs transformed into ferocious dragon claws. Such appearance—it was the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon, known as the world's number one beast martial soul.
With such a signature martial soul, the other group's identity was obvious—they were core high-level members of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect.
The Great Elder raised an eyebrow and chuckled lowly: "How about it? This is the world's number one healing soul master. As long as you have a breath left, they can save you."
"People from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon family—how did the Ye family clash with them?" Chen Yi ignored the old rascal and asked lowly.
Hearing this, the Great Elder sneered coldly: "Who knows what madness these lizards are up to."
The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon family was infamous across the continent. In terms of conduct, even the Lou family paled in comparison. The latter only tyrannized in the Barak Kingdom, but the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon family had a laundry list of crimes in the soul master world. Most notoriously, to maintain their so-called bloodline inheritance, they rampantly abducted female soul masters with dragon-attribute martial souls across the continent, drawing endless resentment.
However, when Angel Douluo Qian Daoliu rose to prominence, he severely beat down the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect, making them restrain themselves a lot.
The Great Elder's gaze shifted between both sides, finally stopping on Ye Cien, sighing: "It seems the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect incident back then, while Ye Cien deterred many with ill intentions, also stirred malice in some self-important fools!"
Back then, though Ye Cien gathered a force that could shake the continent, his eventual inaction made some major forces look down on him, especially the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect, who fancied themselves number one.
"Then shall we go up??" Chen Yi looked at the confronting groups, eager to try. The Body Sect owed the Ye family a favor—this help was unavoidable.
"You kid getting cocky again?" The Great Elder speechlessly covered his face. Didn't he just teach him to assess situations yesterday? How is he suddenly sky-high again?
"Isn't it because you're here, old man? A couple of old lizards are just a piece of cake."
Though Chen Yi himself was a weakling, he had a big shot beside him! A level 93 Title Douluo, and a unique mental-type one at that—beating a Soul Douluo and a Soul Saint was child's play.
Moreover, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect was infamous for bullying the weak and fearing the strong. They struck hard against the weak, but their bottom line was extremely flexible against the strong. Otherwise, they wouldn't just self-proclaim as number one instead of proving it by storming other sects' gates. So Chen Yi wasn't worried at all.
"You're right," the Great Elder didn't deny Chen Yi's words. With his strength, protecting Chen Yi was easy even against Yu Yuanzhen himself, let alone two minor Soul Douluo and Soul Saint.
"Ye Cien is a respected elder on the continent. Since these lizards don't know respect, let this old man teach them how to behave."