Chapter 7: Douluo Body, Heist.
Ten Minutes Ago.
"Buzz, buzz, buzz!"
A streak of bright red streaked across the distant sky south of Snow City, tinged with a dark gold. It streaked through the clouds and flew straight towards the Soul Guidance Emergency Center on the Snow City side.
"Oh? You're here pretty fast, already here in half a day."
Dong Zi'an heard the humming sound overhead, his thick eyebrows raised, a smile playing on his lips as he walked out of the makeshift command center with Li Jie.
"Click!"
A deep, muffled sound echoed as a god-level crimson mecha, engraved with mysterious patterns, descended from the air and landed steadily on the ground. A middle-aged man, somewhat thin but with a large frame, emerged from the cockpit.
"Old Dong, tell me, where's the genius you were communicating with earlier? Although this Sect Master hasn't met him yet, I already sense a connection between him and our sect."
The middle-aged man's brown eyes lit up upon seeing Dong Zi'an appear. After shutting up his mecha with a compassionate look, he strode forward.
As he took his first steps, a surge of vital energy emanated faintly from him, weakening even the chill wind that blew past him.
"Is this the current leader of the Body Sect? Seeing is believing. This powerful body, every part of it, seems to have been tempered to perfection."
Li Jie, following behind Dong Zi'an, stared intently, a hint of shock in his eyes, but then he shook his head slightly when he saw the middle-aged man's white chef's coat.
Indeed, the person who had arrived this time was none other than the current leader of the Body Sect, Body Douluo Muye, a... top-notch chef.
"Old Mu, what's the rush? I see your mech got a new rear wing. It's improved its performance quite a bit, hasn't it?"
Dong Zi'an didn't answer, but pointed at the red, god-level mech behind Muye and asked.
Muye, like him, was a god-level mech master, and it was this profession that had originally connected them.
"Of course, do you think I don't cherish my mecha like you do?"
Upon hearing this, Muye's mouth corners slightly raised, as if this mecha was his darling.
"What about your old one?"
Dong Zian continued to ask.
"The old one... No, I'm asking you where is the person? Where is the future genius of my Benti Sect? Don't talk nonsense to me here."
Muye frowned and asked in a somewhat hurried tone, with a hint of heat in his eyes.
Their Benti Sect is now in a precarious situation. If they don't absorb fresh blood, it will really become a matter of him eating alone and the whole sect not being hungry.
If this genius with dual extreme martial souls can be absorbed into the sect, his Benti Sect can continue for another hundred years.
"Of course there is a person, but he can't be allowed to join your Benti Sect directly."
Dong Zian's eyes flashed and he shook his head slightly.
"Old Dong, listen to me. You can't control this genius with the original martial soul. Let me do it! I can develop his original martial soul to the greatest extent."
"Or if you have any request, just ask."
Muye immediately persuaded him earnestly after hearing it, and directly said that as long as the genius with the original martial soul is given to him, he will do anything.
"I let you teach him, but you can't let him go directly with you. Your cultivation is still too low."
Dong Zi'an said calmly.
He knew Muye's character very well. If he gave Jiang Xiu to Muye now, Muye would take Jiang Xiu away without saying a word, and he would lose more than he gained.
So he had to suppress Muye first to prepare for what happened next.
"What are you talking about? Cultivation is cultivation, strength is strength. Is the strength of this sect master bad?"
Muye's face flushed as if a sore spot had been touched, but he spoke with unwavering determination, even growing taller. A rich energy surged through his body.
"Old Mu, are you trying to force me? I won't fall for that."
Dong Zi'an's eyes flickered green, and the shadow of a ferocious, fanged, green-faced wolf emerged, glaring fiercely at Muye.
"Old Dong, it's not that I'm not giving you face, but I'm taking him away today, no one can stop me! I'm telling you!"
Muye's shoulders trembled as he spoke firmly.
"Old Mu, don't try to talk me into it. Do what I say, and we'll talk it over. If you dare to use force, I'll use the barracks' level 10 fixed-type soul guide shells to blast you, sending your mech and you flying!"
Dong Zi'an stepped forward, a shimmering aura of murderous intent emanating from him as he shouted.
"Squeak!"
At this tense moment, the silver-white doors of the Soul Guide Emergency Center swung open, revealing a small figure.
"Uncle Dong, what are you doing?"
Jiang Xiu asked, his eyes clear as he took in the scene.
"Oh! That's my disciple, right? Come on, call me Master."
"Master held you in his arms when you were little. All these years have passed, I hardly recognize you. Master will take you back to the sect now."
The moment he saw Jiang Xiu, Muye seemed to sense something, a smile instantly spreading across his face as he approached Jiang Xiu.
"Muye, you idiot!"
Dong Zi'an's mouth twitched at this. Before this, he was certain Muye had never even met Jiang Xiu. Now, he could say such things without blushing, a true physical cultivator with a thick skin.
"Alright, let's talk inside,"
Dong Zi'an said calmly, stepping in front of Muye. He grabbed his shoulder, stopping his forward movement, and said calmly.
"Okay, good disciple, let's talk inside."
Muye's expression froze for a moment, but then he regained his composure and nodded slightly. His gaze towards Jiang Xiu was filled with satisfaction.
He also slightly suppressed the thought of kidnapping Jiang Xiu. It was because he wasn't sure he could defeat Dong Zi'an, a Limit Douluo.
Jiang Xiu looked at Muye before him, and a slight thought crossed his mind.
He knew of the Body Sect. Ten thousand years ago, it was one of the top three giants on the entire continent, but now it had fallen on despair.
There were many reasons for this decline, but Jiang Xiu believed a major one was that Du Bu Si had passed the secret of the Body to Huo Yuhao before his death. Before ascending to the God Realm, Huo Yuhao didn't seek out a Body Spirit Master, but instead handed the secret directly to Shrek Academy for safekeeping...
And judging by Muye's previous words, he was here to take him in as a disciple? But Dong Zi'an seemed unwilling...
With some doubt in his mind, Jiang Xiu, sandwiched between the two, headed towards the Soul Guidance Emergency Center.
"I didn't expect the Commander to be so concerned about Jiang Xiu, even inviting him here. But then again, such a high talent shouldn't be wasted."
"I really wish our human race could produce more geniuses,"
Li Jie sighed. On the metal wall across from him, large red characters were engraved: "Survival is the first principle of civilization."
As long as the Abyss remains undefeated, their Douluo Continent will remain in dire straits.
"How on earth did the Abyss discover our Douluo Continent six thousand years ago?"
This question has long troubled the Federation, and Li Jie often ponders it, but he has never found a definitive and authoritative answer.
(End of Chapter)