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Chapter 199: Life Reconstruction

If a Nine-Heart Begonia Soul Master could achieve the miracle of limb regeneration at the Soul Sage level, even the Heaven Dou Empire would have a hard time protecting Ye Lingling and her mother.

Seeing that Ye Lingling, a Nine-Heart Begonia Soul Master, couldn't heal Shui Minger's injuries, disappointment appeared on the faces of Shui Bing'er and the others.

"Sorry, I can't save her. But I know someone who probably can!"

Ye Lingling slowly withdrew her Nine-Heart Begonia Martial Soul. Looking at the sorrowful and desperate expressions of Shui Bing'er and the others, she couldn't help but feel a pang of sympathy and gently spoke.

"Really? Who is it? Please, tell us! Whether it works or not, all three of our academies owe you a favor."

Feng Ying, hearing this, felt as if he had grabbed a lifeline in desperation. Hope instantly ignited in his eyes as he looked at Ye Lingling in surprise.

Ye Lingling hesitated for a moment, then glanced toward Lu Jingming, who was not far away talking with Xue Qinghe.

"Him?" Following Ye Lingling's gaze, Shui Bing'er and the others also saw Lu Jingming, their faces showing confusion.

Back at the contamination point, they'd already witnessed the terrifying power and dominance of Black Lu Jingming. No matter how they looked at him, he didn't seem like a healing-type Soul Master!

Despite their doubts, Shui Bing'er and the others still walked toward Lu Jingming.

"Little brother, as long as you can save Minger, I'm willing to do anything for you."

Feng Ying stepped forward, made his intentions clear, and then showed an unshakeable determination on his face.

"So am I," Huo Lin quickly added, refusing to be outdone.

"Mr. Lu, as long as you can save my aunt, Skywater Academy is willing to pay any price."

Shui Bing'er was just as decisive. They were out of options and had no choice but to trust Ye Lingling's judgment.

"How interesting. How did you figure out I'm a healing-type Soul Master too?" Lu Jingming looked curiously at the cool, blue-haired Ye Lingling.

Neither he nor Black Lu Jingming had ever displayed healing abilities. How did Ye Lingling perceive it?

"I can sense it. Your second Martial Soul is of the healing type. My Martial Soul told me."

Ye Lingling recalled the white lance that appeared when Black Lu Jingming used his Martial Soul Fusion Skill, its overwhelming life aura making even her Nine-Heart Begonia tremble.

She had a strong hunch that the power held by that white lance might even break the curse her clan's Martial Soul bore.

The Nine-Heart Begonia is a top-tier healing Martial Soul, holding a status in the healing field much like the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda in the support field.

However, like the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, the Nine-Heart Begonia also has a flaw: at most, only two Soul Masters can exist in the same era.

In this generation, only she and her mother possess this Martial Soul; their entire family counts just the two of them.

Yet the aura from that white lance made her Nine-Heart Begonia want to yield in submission.

Such submission only happens when encountering a superior Martial Soul of the same type—like how a True Dragon Martial Soul naturally dominates other draconic Martial Souls. The lance's Martial Soul was simply born superior to her Nine-Heart Begonia.

Hearing Ye Lingling's explanation, everyone was shocked.

Was there really a healing Martial Soul even stronger than the Nine-Heart Begonia?

The Nine-Heart Begonia is so powerful in healing that it's cursed; like the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, it comes with a flaw.

But now, there appeared someone with a healing Martial Soul even stronger than the Nine-Heart Begonia—how could everyone not be shocked?

At the same time, hope flashed in Shui Bing'er and the others' eyes.

If there was a Martial Soul stronger than the Nine-Heart Begonia, could it really save Shui Minger? With that hope, they all looked at Lu Jingming with expectation.

"Little friend Lu, why not show us your second Martial Soul?"

Ning Fengzhi could barely hide the anticipation in his tone. Twin Martial Souls were rare enough, even rarer were those combining powerful attack and healing abilities.

Lu Jingming pondered, then saw the pleading look in Shui Bing'er's eyes, and finally nodded.

At this moment, he also needed to establish a foundation in this world, and the Elemental Academies were a good choice.

Whether building a chamber of commerce to sell stigmas or promoting soul tools, he'd need many people.

But he couldn't bring a mass of people from another world, so if he could win over the Elemental Academies, all the better.

He never planned to become a great power here—just a chamber of commerce would suffice.

What he sought in this world was the power of reality, not conquest.

However, he did plan to find a suitable partner, and in his eyes, Spirit Hall was an ideal ally: it was strong, would later have a god in residence, and treated commoners fairly, representing the common people.

By contrast, the Heaven Dou and Star Luo Empires, supported by Tang San, represented the aristocracy.

He saw that after Spirit Hall's fall, the treatment of commoners plummeted; compared to this world, it was night and day.

Here, when children reach a certain age, Spirit Hall sends a Soul Master to awaken their Martial Souls for free and provides various subsidies to ensure even low-level Soul Masters have stable income.

Spirit Hall truly covered the entire continent—even the most remote villages would get a visit for free Martial Soul awakening.

Take Su Yuntao, the blind Douluo who awakened Tang San's Martial Soul—if not for Spirit Hall, Tang San would have spent his life as a blacksmith, never awakening his Martial Soul due to Tang Hao's depression.

Without awakening, you can't absorb soul rings. Even with his Mysterious Heaven Record, Tang San would never progress in this world.

It's fair to say Tang San benefited greatly from Spirit Hall's services—free awakenings, gold soul coins, all provided by Spirit Hall.

Yet it was Tang San who ultimately destroyed Spirit Hall.

If he'd replaced Spirit Hall and worked for the people, that'd be one thing, but he just left after destroying them, ascending to the divine realm and ignoring the commoners' fate.

Look at the treatment of commoners ten thousand years later: now you have to pay soul coins for Martial Soul awakening. How many can afford that?

If you can't become a Soul Master, your hard-earned money is wasted.

Many can barely feed themselves, let alone save money.

As time passes, it gets harder for commoners to change their fates.

In Douluo Continent, without awakening your Martial Soul, no matter how talented you are, you'll remain at the bottom of society.

Even a transmigrator like Tang San would have remained a blacksmith his whole life if he couldn't awaken.

If even a transmigrator can't escape, how could an ordinary person?

Having made up his mind, Lu Jingming no longer hesitated.

With a wave of his right hand, a white knight's lance appeared in his grasp—six blood-red soul rings with green divine patterns lined up on its shaft.

Although everyone had seen these six rings on Black Lu Jingming, seeing them again, Ning Fengzhi and the others couldn't help but gasp.

"What a little monster!"

Dugu Bo, now beside Dugu Yan, thought that compared to Lu Jingming, Tang San wasn't even worth mentioning.

"Fourth soul skill: Life Reconstruction!"

As the fourth soul ring on the lance shone, a vast power of creation turned into gentle white light, enveloping Shui Minger.

With the knight's flower's cell-level repair ability, not only could he repair a heart, but even an entire body was possible.

"It's really healing her!"

Watching the previously shattered area of Shui Minger's chest restore itself from nothing, everyone gasped again.

Such astonishing restorative power was unheard of for them—only the legendary gods were said to possess such miracles.

Instantly, everyone thought of Black Lu Jingming at the contamination point.

Since the original could heal so powerfully, the clone likely could too.

They realized they'd underestimated those clones.

Sword Douluo frowned deeply.

Remembering the earlier battle, he actually could have continued fighting and might have found a chance to kill Black Lu Jingming.

But now, he was glad he hadn't—against such an undying opponent, he'd likely be the one to die.

"The body is healed. Now we just need to wait for the negative energy to dissipate and the soul's seal to lift. She'll wake up soon," Lu Jingming said, retracting his lance.

Truthfully, he hadn't expected Shui Minger's soul to have survived in such a state.

But upon reflection, it made sense.

Those corrupted by negative energy often had their souls imprisoned in their bodies, allowing them to constantly supply negative force and emotions.

This way, even as puppets, they could serve as fighting power or speed up the contamination point's negative energy accumulation.

In fact, negative energy would gradually dissipate if removed from the point—something Lu Jingming and the Greater Lord Rukkhadevata had intentionally designed.

Otherwise, if those clones could leave freely, the world would fall instantly.

Even now, this contamination point was strong only because of the planet's will, but it had just been born. The real troubles lay elsewhere.

Lu Jingming knew that in Slaughter City and the ocean, there were two other troublesome contamination points.

"Thank you, Mr. Lu. Skywater Academy will never forget your great kindness," Shui Bing'er said, bowing deeply.

Her bow, though unintentional, showcased her graceful figure.

Though her clothing wasn't revealing, even from above, Lu Jingming could only glimpse a hint of snowy skin—but he had to admit, Shui Bing'er's figure was exceptional for her age.

If he remembered right, she was only sixteen, just a year older than him.

Soul Masters' physiques really did develop faster under the nourishment of soul power.

"By the way, I want to create a chamber of commerce to sell some items. Miss Shui Bing'er, could you help me?"

Lu Jingming smiled, gently helping Shui Bing'er up.

"Of course, please just call me Bing'er, Mr. Lu. You're Skywater Academy's benefactor—there's no need to stand on ceremony."

Shui Bing'er shook her head. Shui Minger was not only her aunt, but a high-level leader at Skywater Academy. Losing her would be a huge blow.

Lu Jingming had saved Shui Minger, making him Skywater Academy's greatest benefactor. Whatever he asked, they'd do their best to fulfill.

"Mr. Lu, both God Wind and Blazing Fire Academies are also willing to help."

Feng Ying and Huo Lin exchanged a look and stepped forward sincerely.

The three Elemental Academies had always been close, and both men were pursuing Shui Minger.

They weren't fools—they knew connecting with someone as mysterious and powerful as Lu Jingming, who had heaven-defying healing powers, could only bring benefits.

Just like Ye Lingling and her mother—no fighting power, but with the Nine-Heart Begonia, they were honored guests of the Empire.

That's the value of healing Soul Masters on Douluo Continent. Rare everywhere, they're respected in any force.

"Brother Lu, you're being too polite. If you need anything, I'll do my best. I have some influence in the Heaven Dou Empire," Xue Qinghe said with a smile, tone slightly reproachful but without a trace of anger.

"Little friend Lu, our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect can also help with the chamber of commerce," Ning Fengzhi added.

The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect was famous for appraisal and had great business acumen. In wealth, they ranked first among the seven great clans, second only to the empires and Spirit Hall.

"Thank you all!" Lu Jingming accepted Xue Qinghe and Ning Fengzhi's offers.

After all, this world was his laboratory; he didn't plan to conquer it. Building good relations was all gain, no loss.

"Father!" Though some distance away, Lu Jingming's healing of Shui Minger caught Shrek Academy's attention.

Seeing Lu Jingming repair Shui Minger's heart, Tang San's eyes lit up, and he looked at Tang Hao.

If he could reconstruct a shattered heart, could he also heal Tang Hao's injuries?

He wanted to ask Lu Jingming to help, but their relationship wasn't good, and they'd barely spoken.

Swallowing his pride to ask for help was hard.

As he hesitated, Xiao Wu noticed his struggle.

She quietly approached Ning Rongrong and whispered, "Rongrong…"

The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect seemed to have a good relationship with Lu Jingming, and Ning Rongrong was the only one who'd talked to him before. Xiao Wu hoped she could ask for help.

Ning Rongrong didn't hesitate and ran to Lu Jingming.

"Mr. Lu, could you save Lord Clear Sky and Teacher Zhao?" Ning Rongrong looked at Lu Jingming with hope and pleading in her eyes.

Ning Fengzhi frowned slightly but didn't stop her.

Tang San had helped Ning Rongrong before, and the sect couldn't ignore that. Besides, owing Lu Jingming a favor was fine; reciprocation built stronger ties.

"Clear Sky Douluo's body is corroded by the power of death—there's nothing I can do. As for your Teacher Zhao, if you can get him out and his soul is intact, I can try."

Lu Jingming spread his hands helplessly.

To be honest, it wasn't that he couldn't heal Tang Hao—he just didn't want to do it for free.

Unless Tang Hao offered Ah Yin's hundred-thousand-year soul bone as payment—but knowing Tang Hao's love for Ah Yin, he'd likely never give it up, probably saving it for Tang San.

As for Zhao Wuji, Lu Jingming didn't care. The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect would pay for his healing, but only if Shrek could get him out of the contamination point.

"This…" Ning Rongrong looked helplessly at Tang San, then hesitated, looking to Sword and Bone Douluo.

Ning Fengzhi could read Ning Rongrong's mind and said, "Rongrong, it's not that Sword Grandpa and Bone Grandpa aren't willing—it's just too dangerous in there."

He wasn't unwilling to do Shrek a favor, but he couldn't risk Sword and Bone Douluo.

Who could guarantee that Black Lu Jingming wouldn't use martial soul fusion again? Even Clear Sky Douluo barely blocked it using his Ring Explosion technique, and still got hit by Black Castorice's fifth skill, corroded by the power of death.

For Ning Fengzhi, their safety was more important than any favor.

Sword and Bone Douluo exchanged helpless looks.

Though confident, after the recent battle, they had no guarantee of survival. The clones were formidable; Black Gu Yue could manipulate space, Black Jinhsi could control time, and one careless move could mean instant death.

"I'll go save Zhao Wuji myself!"

Liu Erlong, hot-tempered and impulsive, wouldn't wait for the Seven Treasure Sect. She turned to rush into the contamination point.

But Yu Xiaogang and Flender weren't so rash—they knew how dangerous it was. Without their Martial Soul Fusion, going in alone was suicide.

Even with all three, without Sword Douluo and others to draw fire, rescuing Zhao Wuji was a fantasy.

"Erlong, calm down! We need to plan. If Zhao's soul is still there, we have time."

Flender was anxious too, but reason told him not to be impulsive.

Given Shui Minger's case, Zhao Wuji's soul was probably still in his body.

As long as his body wasn't destroyed again, there was hope—even without Lu Jingming, they still had Yearning Heartbroken Red.

Thinking of that herb, Xiao Wu hesitated. She'd wanted to use it to save Tang Hao.

But she knew if she gave it to Tang Hao, her own soul beast identity would be exposed without its aura-concealing effect.

Despite her hesitation, seeing Tang San's pain, she couldn't bear it and whispered, "San-ge, I have Yearning Heartbroken Red—maybe it can help Uncle."

"It's useless. The power of death keeps devouring my father's life. Yearning Heartbroken Red can only buy time, not cure him," Tang San shook his head.

He'd already thought of it, but after investigating, he found that unless the death force was cleared, restoring life would only prolong the suffering.

So when Lu Jingming said he couldn't help, Tang San didn't doubt it—he understood medicine too well.

That was the root of his despair. Otherwise, with his Ice and Fire Eyes, he could easily find herbs to restore Tang Hao's life force.

Chapter 200: Fu Hua and Kevin

The three great Titled Douluos led a team to the Contamination point but returned in defeat—a piece of news that exploded in Heaven Dou City like a bomb, even alarming Emperor Xue Ye in the palace.

Emperor Xue Ye personally invited Ning Fengzhi to the palace to discuss how to clear this troublesome Contamination point.

Xue Qinghe and Xue Ke also returned to Heaven Dou City, but Lu Jingming did not travel with them, as he still had his own matters to handle.

He planned to use Skywater's power to establish a business chamber, which required direct contact with the academy's upper management.

Although leveraging Xue Qinghe and the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's power would make things smoother, Skywater would be easier for him to control.

Lu Jingming certainly knew how to choose; while he needed support, he could not let Xue Qinghe or the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect take charge.

Thus, Lu Jingming temporarily set aside his friendship with Xue Qinghe, left behind his little angel, and followed the little ice phoenix to Skywater.

After Xue Ke was sent away, Snake Lance Douluo and Porcupinefish Douluo quietly appeared in Xue Qinghe's room.

"Young Master, this operation was simply too risky. Please allow us to stay by your side at all times in the future!"

They had heard about the dangers at the Contamination point and were cold with fear.

They knew that if anything happened to Qian Renxue at the Contamination point, they would be held responsible no matter what.

"No problem. This time was indeed unexpected, but it won't happen again," Xue Qinghe said calmly.

Although this was dangerous, he had trump cards to save his life. Even if Sword Douluo and the others perished, he was confident he could escape.

"Have you notified Spirit Hall? Will Grandfather act?" Xue Qinghe was more concerned about the upcoming situation than past dangers.

He regarded the Heaven Dou Empire as his own. If the Contamination point wasn't cleared, it would eventually spread to Heaven Dou City—something he could not accept.

"This—" Snake Lance and Porcupinefish Douluo exchanged glances, helplessly replying, "Young Master, the Grand Worship cannot leave Spirit City."

"What happened?" Xue Qinghe frowned, puzzled.

…

Far away in Spirit City, in the Pope's Hall, Bibi Dong held her scepter, staring solemnly at the sky darkened by black clouds.

In the sky, Qian Daoliu, transformed into a six-winged angel and wielding a holy sword glowing with divine light, slashed fiercely, his sword light tearing the sky like lightning.

But in the next instant, the dazzling sword light was instantly shattered by a flaming fist, and endless negative energy covered the sky like dark clouds.

Opposing Qian Daoliu was a white-haired, red-eyed woman.

Clad in flames, surrounded by black aura and with cracks on her face, she still exuded an otherworldly, ethereal aura.

Qian Daoliu, holding his holy sword and flapping his white wings at supersonic speed, became a streak of golden light in the sky.

But his opponent was just as fast, and her combat skills far surpassed his.

No matter fist, movement, or sword techniques, Qian Daoliu was outclassed.

Even when using the Angel God's power to push himself into the demigod realm, he still could not defeat the white-haired woman—Dark Fu Hua.

Beyond the sky, the ground was also fraught with danger.

Black aura surged like a tide, less than a hundred kilometers from Spirit City—the reason Qian Daoliu had to intervene.

Spirit Hall had mobilized all its forces: all seven worship elders, many Titled Douluo elders, and the Angel Legion joined the battle just to contain the Contamination point's spread.

Death soldiers and colossal Honkai Beasts poured from the Contamination point, bringing unprecedented trouble.

Especially the Honkai Emperors—fast, armored, and deadly—required Titled Douluos to fight.

The battle dragged on for a long time; the spread was temporarily contained, and many treasures (including rare soul bones) were gained, but most of Spirit Hall's strength was locked in battle.

Crucially, Qian Daoliu could not defeat the core of the Contamination point—Dark Fu Hua, who controlled consciousness and flame.

As long as Fu Hua remained, the Contamination point would gather negative energy, spawning endless death soldiers and Honkai Beasts.

Qian Daoliu tried everything, even using the Angel God's power to become a demigod, yet still lost to Dark Fu Hua.

They reached a stalemate: Fu Hua would not leave, and Spirit Hall could not retreat, or the Contamination point would spread uncontrollably.

So, Spirit Hall sent experts and troops to clear monsters at the periphery, suppressing the spread.

Qian Daoliu was the only one in Spirit Hall who could hold Fu Hua at bay.

At this point, Dark Fu Hua, with Taixuan's Grasp, compressed her flames and struck—a cry of a phoenix resounded.

A flaming phoenix, shrouded in black, shot out like a meteor and struck Qian Daoliu.

A black-red fireball exploded in the sky.

Qian Daoliu was blasted back like a kite with a broken string, his golden glow struggling to resist the flames.

"Grand Worship!" Golden Crocodile Douluo flew up, worried as he saw Qian Daoliu's aura had weakened—obviously, the last blow was not easy to withstand.

"Retreat for now. Leave the Angel Legion to guard. Do not go deeper," Qian Daoliu said, clutching his chest grimly.

Even facing Tang Chen or Bo Saixi, he had never felt such pressure.

Against Dark Fu Hua, his combat experience and instincts were useless; only his soul power and borrowed divine power kept him going.

But he knew this was only temporary.

If the Contamination point grew, Fu Hua would become stronger, and his defeat would be inevitable.

If he died, Spirit Hall would be doomed. He could not risk himself lightly.

It was not cowardice; he knew his life had a greater mission—until that was done, he could not die.

"Looks like the plan must pause. Xue'er must start the god trial early. I wonder if she's ready…"

Qian Daoliu sighed wearily.

"Grand Worship!" Golden Crocodile Douluo's face changed.

As a loyal elder, he knew that Qian Renxue starting the god trial meant Qian Daoliu, as Angel God's high priest, would have to sacrifice himself.

He wished he could take Daoliu's place, but as a level-98, non-angel spirit, he was not qualified.

"This is my fate. I have no complaints. All for Xue'er, for the Angel God's succession."

Qian Daoliu shook his head, signaling not to say more.

"Even Qian Daoliu can't win? Who is this woman—could she be a god from the Divine Realm?"

In the Pope's Hall, Bibi Dong watched Qian Daoliu's defeat with mixed excitement and concern.

She was never one to shy from chaos, and if Spirit Hall fell, she would not mind.

But until her goals were achieved, Spirit Hall had value; she could not let it be destroyed by a Contamination point.

She ordered Chrysanthemum and Ghost Douluo, "Send more people. Don't let the Contamination point spread. Notify me of any change."

"Yes, Your Holiness!" The two exchanged glances and left.

By rights, they should have joined the battle, but without Bibi Dong's word, they dared not act.

Now that she had ordered, they would not stand by.

Though not as powerful as the worship elders, as peak Douluos, they were still among the top.

…

Meanwhile, in the sinister Slaughter City, a terrifying power erupted.

A massive pillar of flame shot skyward, breaking free of the earth's bounds.

The King of Slaughter, in blood-red attire and bat wings, gripped the Asura Demon Sword, face dark and angry, glaring at the white-haired youth with a flaming sword.

A single casual attack from this youth had destroyed the Slaughter City in an instant, countless lives snuffed out, leaving only ruin and despair.

"Bastard!" The King of Slaughter roared in anger and frustration.

Slaughter City was vital to him—it was his path to inheriting the Asura God's position.

Now, because of the Contamination point, all was lost.

He released a murderous sword light at the youth in an attempt to salvage the situation.

But the white-haired youth, his face cracked, remained expressionless, as if nothing in the world could move him.

Cold radiated from him, and as he raised his blazing sword, fire surged out, turning the Slaughter City into a sea of flames.

Within, countless evil souls were devoured by negative energy, becoming puppets—death soldiers and Honkai Beasts—making the army even stronger.

The flaming sword shone, its fire overwhelming.

The blood-red Asura Sword's brilliance seemed small by comparison, as if it could be swallowed by the flames at any moment.

The two swords clashed—like stars colliding, unleashing vast energy.

Air was sucked out of hundreds of meters around, forming a vacuum.

The King of Slaughter was shocked.

He wielded the Asura God's true artifact; few weapons could match it. Yet this red greatsword blocked it.

Was it a true artifact too?

Suddenly, despite the heat, a chill spread. He looked down to find his feet encased in ice.

Astonished, he wondered how someone could use ice and fire—opposing elements—each so strong.

Black Kevin remained expressionless, eyes void of emotion.

He pressed down with his flaming sword, sending the King of Slaughter flying, the sword aura splitting the city in two.

A gigantic white beast burst from the earth, bringing a blizzard and freezing dozens of kilometers.

Covered in black armor and crystalline ice, shaped like a boar, shrouded in mist—this was Emperor-class Honkai Beast Parvati.

Black Kevin leapt onto Parvati's head, raised his sword, and pointed at the King of Slaughter.

The King roared in anger, Asura God's power erupting, making blood sword light that could split the sky.

Mountains shattered, earth cracked, and a vast area became a battlefield.

Luckily, Slaughter City was remote, so few innocents were affected.

Still, the battle alarmed Spirit Hall and watching soul masters.

…

Out at sea, a realm full of peril and unknowns, a massive sapphire-blue whale over 200 meters long roared, waves surging.

The ocean boiled as blue ripples spread, but a second blue ripple appeared, contending for control.

A vortex formed, binding the whale.

Its opponent was a monster hundreds of meters long with nine water-serpent heads, exuding black aura and malice.

"That's the Deep Sea Demon Whale King! Who could be fighting it and suppressing it?"

Nearby, the Demon Soul Great White Shark Queen Xiao Bai watched in awe.

The Demon Whale King was the ocean's overlord, even Bo Saixi could only repel it with the Sea God's power.

Its body was almost divine, having survived nine tribulations; just one step from godhood.

Unlike Bo Saixi, who needed the Sea God's help, the Demon Whale King could rival Poseidon, though it lost and was blinded in one eye.

Though known as one of three ocean overlords, the Demon Whale King dwarfed the other two.

If not for its rarity, it would be the sole ruler of the sea.

Yet now, this overlord was being overwhelmed, a blue beam piercing its body.

Realizing defeat, the Demon Whale King fled into the depths.

Xiao Bai, terrified, led her clan in retreat to Sea God Island.

If someone could defeat the Demon Whale King, she had to warn the island.

If Lu Jingming were there, he would recognize the Overlord of the Vortex Osial as the victor.

After defeating the Demon Whale King, Osial did not pursue but continued absorbing negative energy.

As the sea flows, so does Osial—a moving Contamination point, always seeking denser negative energy.

Currently, it was moving in the same direction as the fleeing White Shark clan.

On Sea God Island, Sea God Douluo Bo Saixi, with her golden staff, red dress, and silver hair, stood dignified.

Sensing danger approaching, her intuition warned her of a grave threat.

The island, vast and dotted with seven cities, housed thousands of Sea God followers and formidable warriors.

Sea God Island's power was not to be underestimated, with Bo Saixi, seven Sacred Pillar Douluos, and 3,500 trained Sea God warriors—all sea soul masters, far stronger at sea than land-based ones.

Spirit Hall had once tried to take the island and lost, even losing two Titled Douluos.

Even the Demon Whale King dared not attack the island lightly.

But Bo Saixi felt no comfort, sensing the threat from afar.

She noticed the Demon Soul White Shark clan approaching.

Though fierce, the white sharks were the Sea God's mounts and allies.

"High Priest, bad news—the Demon Whale King was defeated!"

Xiao Bai, in human form, hurried to report.

Chapter 201: The Pink Fairy Lady

Sea God warriors did not stop Xiao Bai, as she was both a friend and a powerful 100,000-year soul beast.

"What?" Bo Saixi's pupils contracted, knuckles whitening on her staff.

She knew how powerful the Demon Whale King was—even using the Sea God's power, she could only barely repel it.

Yet such a being was now defeated? She could not stay calm.

"Calm down, Xiao Bai. Tell me everything in detail."

Although shocked, Bo Saixi quickly regained composure.

"Black aura? Is it a Contamination point?" Bo Saixi mused after Xiao Bai's account.

She had encountered Contamination points in the sea before, sending warriors to clear them.

But the ocean was vast, and the island could only monitor its own territory.

She was not unfamiliar with Contamination points and had investigated personally.

But she never imagined a Contamination point could produce an existence capable of defeating the Demon Whale King.

Now she understood the source of her anxiety, staring at the approaching dark clouds.

"All hands, report to me!"

With a tap of her staff, her voice summoned the seven Sacred Pillar Douluos.

In moments, seven blue-armored figures arrived.

"High Priest, what are your orders?" they asked, kneeling respectfully.

"An enemy approaches. Summon the Sea God warriors and prepare for battle," Bo Saixi ordered.

"Yes!"

Seeing her grave expression, the Douluos realized this foe was no ordinary threat.

Never before had the High Priest looked so solemn—not even when Spirit Hall or the Demon Whale King attacked.

As they scrambled to prepare, the dark clouds covered the island.

Gales howled, rain poured, and a suppressive force weighed on everyone, while countless negative emotions invaded their minds.

"As expected," Bo Saixi muttered, having anticipated this.

She spread blue-gold Sea God light, which swept away the gloom and negative feelings.

"A moving Contamination point—no wonder it's so strong!" she whispered, sensing the negative energy blocked outside.

Suddenly, terrifying divine might surged from the depths.

All but Bo Saixi, including Xiao Bai and the Douluos, were forced to their knees.

Bo Saixi's face darkened. "It's reached this point?"

A massive vortex formed, and nine black-aura heads emerged.

With Osial's arrival, thunder and storms raged, the sea boiling in chaos.

"A true god of level 100!" Bo Saixi gritted her teeth, looking grim.

She regretted not taking decisive action to clear Contamination points when they first appeared, allowing such a monster to arise.

Though Osial had no mind or godhood, it had reached god-level strength.

No wonder the Demon Whale King fled.

With its unique nature, who knew how many Contamination points Osial had devoured to become so powerful?

Though not a true god, and lacking intelligence or a divine position, Osial controlled the vortex's authority and was now almost invincible in the sea or even on the continent.

Regret was now useless.

Bo Saixi steadied herself and raised her staff, channeling the Sea God's power to contest for control of the sea.

Water swelled and condensed into a thousand-meter sea giant, who drew a trident and thrust it at Osial.

Bo Saixi unleashed her ultimate move, knowing that Contamination point monsters could not be reasoned with.

Osial countered, its nine heads gathering blue energy, firing beams that punched holes in the sea giant.

Some blasts struck the island, causing tremors.

The seven Sacred Pillar Douluos, freed from the pressure by the Sea God's light, hurried to contain the damage.

Bo Saixi immediately activated the Sea God Shield, enveloping the island in blue-gold protection.

But she had no time to worry about the island's safety—Osial rose from the depths, vortex raging, aiming to devour the sea giant.

With Sea God's power, Bo Saixi briefly reached the demigod level, but Osial still overwhelmed her.

As she struggled, a voice of surprise came from the island's depths.

A golden light shot out, coming to Bo Saixi's aid.

"It's the Sea God's Trident, Lord Sea God!" Bo Saixi realized her god was lending a hand.

Though the Sea God himself could not intervene, the trident could.

Grasping the trident, Bo Saixi unleashed the Sea God domain, contesting Osial for control of the ocean.

In the sea, control meant victory.

The battle raged, mountains and waves collapsing, frightening nearby sea soul beasts into fleeing.

…

"You really are a naughty child, making such a mess of this world!"

The pink-haired fairy lady, new to this world, sensed the intense battles and even the presence of a familiar person.

She opened her dreamy blue eyes, feigning a scolding tone.

"I don't deny it, adorable and charming, beautiful and pure Pink Fairy Lady," Lu Jingming replied openly.

He never claimed to be a good person—just an ordinary guy with some ambition and a bit of luck.

"Flattery won't work on me."

Despite her words, the Pink Fairy Lady's narrowed eyes and smile betrayed her delight.

"Mobius is here too, Elysia. She'll be happy to see you," Lu Jingming said, thinking of Elysia's narcissism.

"I bet you're thinking something rude!"

Elysia, hands on hips, glared at Lu Jingming, sensing he was disrespectful in his thoughts.

"Whatever, if Mobius is here, I wonder if she'll wear the pink dress I gave her."

Elysia looked expectant.

"No way, unless Aponia asks her to," Lu Jingming replied, knowing Elysia always fussed about that dress.

Thinking of Mobius in pink, he felt oddly tempted himself.

"Call me Sister Elysia! You're so rude."

Elysia rolled her eyes and pinched Lu Jingming's cheeks, playing with his face.

"Stop it, Pink Fatty!"

Lu Jingming gritted his teeth. He shouldn't have made Elysia so strong; now she bullied him.

Elysia froze at the words, as if struck by lightning.

"How could you! Calling a beautiful girl that—where am I fat?!"

Annoyed, Elysia pinched harder.

"If you want to see Eden and the others, treat me with respect!" Lu Jingming retorted, embarrassed at being bullied by a girl—especially in Skywater, where his reputation was at stake.

"Oh, don't be mad—anger makes you age, and it'd be a shame for you to lose that handsome face."

Elysia quickly surrendered, pleading cutely.

Lu Jingming knew she was acting, but Elysia's charm was irresistible.

A draw!

"Let's talk about the pink dress."

Lu Jingming wasn't really angry, and calling her "Pink Fatty" was a bit much.

He was sure even Elysia, with her outgoing nature, was offended by that nickname.

But even so, she could keep things light and friendly, a real social terror.

Though just summoned and meeting Lu Jingming for the first time, they seemed like old friends.

If not for Elysia's lively personality, he wouldn't have dared call her such a rude name on first meeting.

Elysia's unique personality and charisma explained why everyone liked her—no one could resist the Pink Fairy Lady!

At that moment, someone knocked on the door.

After Lu Jingming's answer, Shui Bing'er entered, surprised to see Elysia.

"Oh, what a beautiful girl! Hello, I'm Elysia, you can call me Sister Elysia," she greeted, taking Shui Bing'er's hand warmly before Lu Jingming could respond.

"So fast!"

Shui Bing'er was amazed, then looked at Lu Jingming for help.

She'd never met such a passionate girl—and Elysia was stunning!

Even among the beauties of Skywater, none matched Elysia's purity and charm.

Though surprised, she felt no discomfort.

Lu Jingming sighed, realizing he'd need to warn the girls at home about the girls' paradise Elysia.

"Alright Elysia, don't scare her," he said, rescuing Shui Bing'er, who was grateful.

Though she liked Elysia, Shui Bing'er insisted she was straight and felt a bit overwhelmed by Elysia's enthusiasm.

"Hello, Sister Elysia. I'm Shui Bing'er!"

Elysia let go, pleased with Shui Bing'er's polite greeting.

"Shui Bing'er—a lovely name that suits you perfectly!"

Elysia praised.

Shui Bing'er, with her icy style, matched her name.

"Young Master Lu, my aunt has woken up. She wanted to thank you in person, but is still recovering, so my mother stopped her. As for the chamber you requested, we've started preparations."

Shui Bing'er had come to relay this news.

Earlier, Lu Jingming and her mother had already agreed—Skywater would provide people, resources, and funding to help Lu Jingming establish a chamber, in gratitude for saving Shui Ming'er.

"Good. Elysia will stay here to oversee the chamber. If you encounter trouble, find her."

Lu Jingming pointed to Elysia.

He wouldn't micromanage the chamber; Skywater would handle everything.

Still, the chamber needed a powerful figure for deterrence—both to keep outsiders in check and maintain stability within.

Lu Jingming trusted Shui Bing'er and her family, but any organization could have troublemakers. He wanted to nip potential problems in the bud.

Besides, Elysia's role was more than just overseeing the chamber.

Her real task was to safeguard the Douluo Continent itself.

If the Contamination crisis spiraled out of control, and local powers failed, Elysia would intervene.

Lu Jingming's goal was to help the Douluo star grow, not destroy it.

Shui Bing'er was surprised—Elysia looked only a bit older than herself, but Lu Jingming clearly trusted her strength.

She had witnessed Lu Jingming's power; only her mother could match him in the academy.

"Young Master Lu, what should the chamber be called?" Shui Bing'er asked.

Though Skywater handled the logistics, the chamber was Lu Jingming's, and he should name it.

"Hmm, call it Jade Chamber!" Lu Jingming, borrowing Ningguang's name, didn't feel like coming up with something new.

"Jade Chamber—a lovely name. Definitely chosen by a beautiful girl, not you, right, Xiao Ming?" Elysia's eyes sparkled.

With her sharp intuition, she knew such a poetic name wasn't Lu Jingming's work.

Indeed, she had already labeled him a straight guy—who else would call a beauty "Pink Fatty" to her face?

"You're right. It was Ningguang's idea. I'll introduce you sometime." Lu Jingming was surprised at Elysia's perception.

He figured Ningguang and Elysia would get along well.

Eden and Elysia were best friends, Eden was rich, and Ningguang was also rich; so, by that logic, Ningguang and Elysia would become friends too. That sounded reasonable.