Tyrant Sky Martial Soul

The scene before the burly man was one of eerie doomsday.

All the plants and animals were dead, yet there wasn’t a single wound on their bodies.

The animals died because their souls were destroyed.

The plants withered directly.

”There’s someone over there.”

The little girl in the blue dress suddenly spoke.

”Lan Xue, your eyes are still as sharp as ever.”

Lan Xue had a pair of sapphire-like large eyes, distinctive in their own way from Red Moon’s.

Both were extremely exquisite in appearance.

”Uncle Tiger Head, let’s go check it out.”

Red Moon suggested.

The burly man nodded, and then cautiously walked over.

After all, the situation on site was too bizarre.

And now discovering a man lying there, not knowing if dead or alive, he’d be silly not to be careful.

”Huh? How strange, why is this person wrapped in a layer of peculiar soul energy, as if it cannot be approached?”

The burly man noticed the man on the ground, or just a kid, looking no more than seventeen or eighteen years old, also unmarked by wounds, but had already fallen unconscious.

A layer of dazzling golden light surrounded his body.

”Let me take a look.”

With a flick of her finger, Lan Xue sent a piece of light blue powerful energy whistling through the air.

This energy wouldn’t hurt anyone; it was merely used to test the effect of the golden light.

”Snap!”

As the energy neared the golden light, it was directly shattered.

”Amazing, amazing indeed, this must be protection from someone else, seeing how weak he is, it can’t be his own power.”

Red Moon clapped her hands and said, ”Uncle Tiger Head, let’s take him away, but remember, no hostility. I’ve just observed that the golden light only reacts to hostile things.”

The burly man seemed to trust the words of both little girls very much.

Without thinking, he directly went over and picked up the young man.

The young man was naturally Ling Xiao.

And as the little girl Red Moon had said, the golden light on his body only reacted to hostility.

After his harrowing battle with the First Sky Demon King, it ended in his dismal victory.

But after his dismal victory, he didn’t have the strength to leave.

He feared being harmed by those with bad intentions.

So before passing out, he released the Light and Shadow Battle Armor.

He concentrated all the power of the Light and Shadow Mystic Art on it.

Working with a special magic array, even the Night Demon King he had once encountered in the Soul Temple couldn’t easily break through this defense.

At least, he could have some quiet time to recover.

”Sure enough, nothing’s wrong.”

The burly man looked at Ling Xiao, whom he had tucked under his arm, and frowned, ”You two little sweethearts really have kind hearts. This person’s body shows no sign of inner strength fluctuations, seems to have been innocently caught up in this disaster.”

”Yes, probably got swept into this catastrophe, saving a life is more meritorious than a Level 7 pagoda, let him leave when he’s better.”

Red Moon looked at Ling Xiao, blinking her eyes and said, ”I’ll take care of him these days.”

”Suit yourself.”

Lan Xue glanced at Red Moon indifferently and said, ”Since you became sensible, you’ve liked bringing all sorts of trash home.”

”They’re not trash, they’re injured little animals.”

Red Moon retorted.

”It’s useless, all are worthless.”

Lan Xue said coldly.

”Alright, you two little sweethearts, let’s stop arguing and head home first.”

The burly man was speechless, as these two little sweethearts had completely different personalities.

One was innocent and lively, kind and lovely, but too naive, though as a little girl, that’s no problem at all, she would surely improve once she became sensible.

But the other, only at the age of twelve, seemed to have experienced countless ugly things, holding hatred towards the world.

He shook his head helplessly and took Ling Xiao and the two little girls back to his place.

…

In the blink of an eye, seven days had passed, and Ling Xiao had stayed in this strange small town for too long.

It wasn’t that he didn’t want to leave; rather, he discovered that his inner strength was unexpectedly sealed, so he had to find a way to recover.

He had so many enemies, if he returned in this state, he guessed he would be killed before seeing his friends.

Suddenly, a pair of soft, white hands covered Ling Xiao’s eyes.

Faint fragrance of a young girl emanated from the hands.

”Hong Yue, not training today?”

Without looking, Ling Xiao knew who was standing behind him.

In this seemingly old small family, only this girl was very close to him.

”How boring, big brother, you always guess it’s me, can’t it be Lan Xue?”

Hong Yue lowered her hands, pouting.

”She’s so frosty, like a piece of thousand-year cold ice that can’t melt, how could she play this game with me?”

Ling Xiao chuckled.

He really liked this little girl before him.

Of course, this liking was like a brother’s affection for his sister, not romantic affection.

The little girl was too adorable, giving one a sense of wanting to protect her with all one’s might.

”Indeed, I’m a piece of ice, but that’s only to protect myself. You, though appearing to have no inner strength, seem to have practiced, should also be a martial artist.”

Just as Ling Xiao was immersed in the pure brotherly feelings with Hong Yue.

The voice of that girl who was clearly very young yet cold rang out.

”Indeed, I’m a martial artist, and quite strong.”

Ling Xiao didn’t quite like Lan Xue, just as she didn’t seem to like him.

”Every martial artist is so conceited, but heed my warning: even if you were really once a martial artist, we’re not in the same league. We are recognized geniuses on the Human Immortal level, while you are merely a useless person lacking even control over your own inner strength.”

Lan Xue said coldly.

”Useless, useless, you keep repeating that, what kind of stimulus made you, a little girl, so caustic?”

Ling Xiao asked puzzled.

”You don’t need to know. I’m telling you; in two days, Hong Yue and I will head to Tianhai City to participate in the final selection for the White Tiger Summit’s candidate martial artists.”

Lan Xue said indifferently.

”Weren’t the candidate martial artists for the White Tiger Summit already confirmed? Why is there still selection?”

Ling Xiao asked in surprise.

”You’re not even a bit surprised; don’t you feel being with us, such absolute geniuses, makes you more useless?”

Lan Xue didn’t answer Ling Xiao’s question, instead coldly mocked him.

However, Hong Yue chuckled, ”Big brother, I’ve heard it’s because this year there are quite a lot of candidate martial artists, plus many have recently had breakthroughs.

There are also some peripheral genius martial artists who’ve achieved astonishing breakthroughs, attempting to join the White Tiger Summit.

Like my sister Lan Xue and me, hence the final selection in four days.”