Douluo Dalu: The Legend of The Spider Emperor

Once the Death Spider Emperor realized it could be resurrected after sacrificing itself, it cast aside its hesitation.

"Brother Hong, I'll go sacrifice myself right now!" The Death Spider Emperor was all-in, eager to get it over with and move on.

Xiao Hong immediately spat out a blazing inferno, blocking its path.

"Who told you to sacrifice yourself now?" Xiao Hong snapped irritably. "Wait until Ye Hao reaches the Soul Saint or Soul Douluo. Then you can consider it."

The Death Spider Emperor paused, deep in thought, before cautiously asking, "Brother Hong, before I sacrifice myself, could you grant me one last small wish?"

Xiao Hong raised an eyebrow, his expression resolute. "Speak. Whatever it is, I promise you."

"Really?"

"Really."

"Alright, here it is!"

The Death Spider Emperor lowered its voice, its tone almost timid. "Brother Hong, before I go, could I see you wear those red underpants again? Just once?"

Xiao Hong: (°°)

"You… Get lost and go sacrifice yourself this instant!"

By noon, Ning Fengzhi and Bone Douluo had escorted Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing safely to the foot of the Heaven Dou Imperial Academy. After bidding them farewell, the two boarded a carriage bound for the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan headquarters.

Inside the carriage, Ning Fengzhi sipped fragrant tea, clearly in a good mood. "Uncle Bone, what's troubling you? You've been unusually quiet."

His current mood was one of delight—his daughter's martial soul had evolved, signaling a bright future for the clan. The burden on his shoulders as the clan leader had lightened considerably.

But Bone Douluo wore a perpetual scowl, as though someone owed him a fortune. Despite Ning Fengzhi's subtle attempts to pry, Bone Douluo had remained tight-lipped the entire time.

Only after leaving Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing at the academy did Bone Douluo finally speak.

"Fengzhi, let me ask you something—do you know about soul beasts transforming into humans?" Bone Douluo's arms were crossed, his tone serious.

Ning Fengzhi immediately set down his teacup, his expression turning grave. He closed the carriage door and windows before responding, "Uncle Bone, why bring this up?"

As someone well-versed in the mysteries of the continent, Ning Fengzhi understood the implications of a soul beast assuming human form.

Bone Douluo let out a bitter chuckle. "Fengzhi, this continent is far more extraordinary than we give it credit for. I never imagined that in my lifetime, I would witness a soul beast transformed into a human."

Bone Douluo leaned forward, lowering his voice. "Do you remember the girl we saw this morning at Heaven Dou Imperial Academy? The one with rabbit ears, standing at the back of the Shrek group?"

Ning Fengzhi furrowed his brows, thinking for a moment. "I do. Her name is Xiao Wu. I had the clan investigate the backgrounds of all the Shrek members. Xiao Wu and Rongrong were once close friends, but something happened during Rongrong's time at Shrek Academy that caused a falling out. Bone Uncle, are you suggesting..."

Ning Fengzhi and Bone Douluo had worked together for so many years that a single glance between them could convey unspoken understanding.

"At first, I didn't pay much attention to the girl named Xiao Wu," Bone Douluo began. "But when Rongrong mentioned her name, I instinctively looked her way. She's clever—she tried to hide behind a pillar, knowing that I and the academy's three elders were present. Unfortunately for her, I saw through her façade."

Bone Douluo's gaze sharpened as he looked at Ning Fengzhi. "That girl isn't human. She's a 100,000-year-old soul beast—a Soft-Boned Rabbit."

Ning Fengzhi's heart pounded in his chest. It took a moment for him to gather his thoughts. "Uncle Bone, are you absolutely sure about this? Could you have been mistaken?"

Bone Douluo shot him a displeased look. "I'm a Titled Douluo. Do you doubt my judgment? If you're still skeptical, I'll take Sword Douluo with me to investigate. But believe me, there's no mistaking it—a 100,000-year-old soul beast taking human form is rare, but it's not unheard of."

He continued, his tone darkening. "That rabbit is bold, I'll give her that. Brazen enough to wander right in front of a Titled Douluo. I almost didn't notice her."

Bone Douluo leaned closer. "Fengzhi, I have a plan."

Ning Fengzhi raised a hand to stop him. "Let me guess—you want to capture the girl and keep her at the clan, then slaughter her when Rongrong needs a 100,000-year spirit ring. Am I right?"

Bone Douluo smiled, impressed by Ning Fengzhi's insight. "Exactly. I can guarantee that I'll capture that rabbit and bring her back without anyone knowing. Rongrong's martial soul has already evolved into the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, eliminating its previous limitations. When Rongrong reaches the Soul Douluo or Titled Douluo rank, we'll use the rabbit to help her become the first auxiliary-type Titled Douluo with a 100,000-year soul ring. Fengzhi, think about it!"

Bone Douluo grew more animated as he spoke, envisioning the future—Ning Rongrong, a Titled Douluo, leading the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan to unprecedented heights.

Ning Fengzhi couldn't deny the temptation. The prospect of solidifying the clan's dominance over the continent was incredibly appealing.

But as he considered the potential risks, Ning Fengzhi's enthusiasm waned. If Xiao Wu was truly a 100,000-year-old soul beast, then she likely had powerful allies. The fact that she dared to venture into Heaven Dou City and openly appear before a Titled Douluo suggested she wasn't without backup.

After a long silence, Ning Fengzhi shook his head decisively.

Bone Douluo frowned deeply. "Fengzhi, think this through. Opportunities like this don't come twice. If you let this slip away, you'll regret it for the rest of your life."

Bone Douluo's argument was compelling—every word was carefully chosen to persuade.

Had Ning Rongrong still been on good terms with Xiao Wu, Bone Douluo might never have proposed this plan. But now, with their friendship fractured, the suggestion seemed feasible.

Still, Ning Fengzhi's caution prevailed. "Uncle Bone, I understand your reasoning. But the risks are too great. This isn't a decision we can make lightly."

Bone Douluo sighed, disappointed. Despite his frustrations, he respected Ning Fengzhi's judgment—though he couldn't help but feel they were letting an extraordinary opportunity slip away.

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