Chapter 51: Succubus Grilled Fish is a Must-Try

It is as if by some destined guidance, the lifelines of certain people are bound to intersect. The only difference is whether they overlap briefly or become tangled together in endless chaos.

In the endless void, two indistinct figures stood side by side, the auras of darkness and light intertwining, creating a chaotic sense of disordered order.

The entire Douluo Continent, and even the whole planet of Douluo, was shrouded under their terrifying divine consciousness, eventually locking onto that ancient soul beast forest.

The dark figure gazed deeply, his profound voice carrying a hint of mockery.

"Sea God Tang San knows we are watching that light-and-dark integrated little fellow on the Douluo plane, so his hands have become much cleaner."

"Before the former Angel God fell, I should have lent a hand," the light figure sighed, revealing a distant and ethereal female voice.

"After all, we belong to the same pantheon of light, and the power of that Rakshasa God also shares the same origin as yours."

The dark figure said helplessly, "At that time, the previous Asura God had already chosen that fellow Tang San, and Poseidon was interfering on the side. Had we intervened, not only would we have lacked a justified reason, but we would have also given them leverage. It is a pity that both the first-generation Angel God and the first-generation Rakshasa God had already left the God Realm by then."

"So this time, we cannot stand by and watch again."

"Tang San is now wary of the God of Destruction, who is also an enforcer; presumably, he wouldn't dare go too far." The dark figure offered comforting words, and the very next instant, the divine consciousness of both figures simultaneously locked onto another direction.

"Hm? How did this fellow Rong Nianbing get involved as well..."

Counting the Sea God Tang San, the tiny Douluo plane had unexpectedly attracted the attention of four first-tier gods all at once.

...

Ye Xixuan and Tang Ya were in no rush to hurry on their way, treating the journey primarily as a leisure trip, and finally arrived at their destination, the Star Great Forest, on the sixth day.

In recent years, the quality of soul beasts within the Star Great Forest had been improving steadily, and soul beasts occasionally even wandered into the regions outside the forest.

However, the ones wandering out of the Star Great Forest were basically weak soul beasts whose living spaces had been squeezed, mostly at the ten-year level. With their cultivation bases, the two naturally did not need to make a wide detour, instead cutting straight across from west to east along the outer periphery of the Star Great Forest all the way to its true southern side.

Although they had not yet officially entered the Star Great Forest, the surrounding area was already filled with dense, towering trees. The air was fresh, and a faint, heavy aura drifted from the depths of the forest.

One of Ye Xixuan's arms was wrapped around Tang Ya's waist, while his other hand instinctively drifted to rest upon Tang Ya's chest. As their auras blended, his martial soul once again stirred with a throbbing sensation, and his gaze instantly grew sharp and clear.

Following this, as he carefully sensed the feeling, his brows unconsciously furrowed slightly.

Just like Ma Xiaotao, deep within the origin of Tang Ya's martial soul, there was also a strand of evil energy that was attracting Ye Xixuan.

Different types of martial souls had their soul origins located in distinct areas. For instance, the origin of a mental-attribute martial soul was undoubtedly within the sea of consciousness, also known as the upper dantian.

The origin of Ma Xiaotao's Evil Fire Phoenix martial soul was located in her lower abdomen, namely the lower dantian. The side effects caused by her evil fire corresponded precisely to the location of her martial soul's origin.

Meanwhile, the origin of Tang Ya's martial soul was clearly located in the middle dantian within her chest.

When soul masters broke through to the Title Douluo realm to condense a soul core, it was likewise closely connected to this.

Ye Xixuan suddenly understood the realization; no wonder he had not felt any martial soul throbbing during his interactions with Tang Ya over the years—he simply hadn't been looking in the right place.

"Mm—" Tang Ya opened her eyes with a hint of dissatisfaction, and seeing that Ye Xixuan still hadn't made any further moves, she urged him in a soft, pampered voice.

"What is it?"

Ye Xixuan snapped back to his senses and was just about to say something when the corner of his eye caught a dark shadow flashing past behind them.

Tang Ya, who was still feeling unsatisfied, immediately grew displeased and let out a disgruntled, chilly humph.

"These wind baboons are truly annoying!" Along this journey, the vast majority of the occasional ten-year soul beasts they encountered would take the initiative to avoid them upon sensing their auras. Only these wind baboons not only loved to attack unprovoked, but they also specialized in sneak attacks.

Understanding her intent, Ye Xixuan channeled his martial soul's ability to condense a black shadow needle, which he then handed to Tang Ya.

"Elder Sister Ya, I'll leave this to you."

"Hmph hmph, watch how I teach it a lesson!" Tang Ya pinched the needle between the index and middle fingers of her right hand and smiled smugly. Her footsteps suddenly turned illusory, her figure flickering continuously to leave a trail of afterimages before finally pouncing toward a large tree on the right.

A streak of black light flashed, and a baboon standing about a meter tall tumbled down from the tree canopy. Its entire body was covered in brownish-yellow fur, the ferocious canine teeth at the corners of its mouth protruded outward, and its arms were exceptionally long, armed with sharp nails.

This wind baboon stared with wide eyes, a tiny blood hole pierced right between its eyebrows—truly a case of trying it out and instantly passing away. A faint white glow drifted out from its corpse, gradually condensing into a white soul ring.

Tang Ya glanced sideways at the wind baboon's corpse, fully indulging in her foodie traits as she giggled.

"It's a pity the meat of this wind baboon is of too poor quality, otherwise we could have added another meal to our trip."

"Why do you only ever think about eating?"

Tang Ya akimboed, pushing out her modestly sized, alluring breasts, and stated as if it were only natural: "If I eat more and grow a bit bigger, won't it just be to your benefit later on?"

"Uh, I suppose that's true." Having spent so much time together, Ye Xixuan had gradually grown accustomed to Tang Ya's whimsical train of thought.

Tang Ya seemed to recall something and couldn't help asking Ye Xixuan: "Xixuan, do you really not want to learn our Tang Sect techniques? Your martial soul's abilities are actually extremely well-suited for our Tang Sect's hidden weapon methods."

"Elder Sister Ya, I think I'd rather stick to cultivating my martial soul." Ye Xixuan possessed memories of his past life; if he were to learn Tang Sect techniques, wouldn't that just hand a certain God King a legitimate excuse to discipline his disciples and descendants?

"Besides, using my martial soul's abilities to cooperate with you works just as well."

"Mm-hmm, that's fine too." Tang Ya was someone whose thoughts changed on a whim, and her attention was soon drawn away by a wave of drifting fragrance in the air. She twitched her upturned, delicate nose a couple of times and turned to look toward the right.

"Xixuan, did you smell that? What smells so good!"

"Hm?" Ye Xixuan wore a slightly startled expression, his eyes widening as a sudden realization struck him.

Is the Succubus Roasted Fish about to arrive?

There is nothing in this world that cannot be solved with a piece of roasted fish; if there is, just add a flatbread to the story. Going through these two routines—who wouldn't be captivated?

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Having departed from the White Tiger Duke's Mansion for so many days, Huo Yuhao was finally able to improve his standard of living for once.

He ignited a campfire beside a babbling brook, roasting fish until they turned golden and crispy, emitting an enticing aroma.

"Great, these roasted fish will be enough to last me for at least two days. Once they're roasted, they won't spoil easily either."

"Little brother, are you selling these roasted fish?" Just at that moment, a pleasantly surprised, sweet cry came from afar.

Huo Yuhao looked in the direction of the voice and saw two figures walking toward him along the stream.

Walking in the front was a young girl who looked to be about fifteen or sixteen years old. Her peerless, delicate face seemed to make everything around her pale in comparison, and a pair of large, pretty eyes stared straight at the string of roasted fish.

Following closely behind the girl was a black-haired boy of around the same age. The boy's appearance was likewise exceptionally striking, but what left the deepest impression on Huo Yuhao was the boy's pair of profound, dark eyes, which felt as though they could see right through everything about him.