Wu Siduo's Soul Power had directly reached level 89, just a step away from breaking through to Titled Douluo.
Her Martial Soul had undergone a peculiar transformation—not an evolution, as her Nine Nether Hellcat Spirit remained the Nine Nether Hellcat, and her White Tiger Spirit was still the White Tiger. Instead, the change manifested in the realm of her domains.
The Nine Nether Domain of her Nine Nether Hellcat Spirit and the White Tiger Domain of her White Tiger Spirit had unexpectedly merged into one, evolving into an entirely new domain—the Underworld Domain.
A supreme Law Domain constructed from the power of death.
Wu Siduo's Nine Nether Hellcat Spirit possessed Nether Force, which was subordinate to the Law of Death. Meanwhile, her White Tiger Spirit also had a hidden connection to death—the best proof being its ability to command ghostly minions, a sign of holding authority over death.
Under the influence of Jing Shaoyu's power, it was no surprise—even perfectly reasonable—that the domains of these two Martial Souls allowed Wu Siduo to obtain a true Law of Death Domain.
Within the Underworld Domain, both of Wu Siduo's Martial Souls could receive enhancements. She could even freely summon the Nether White Tiger, which gained far greater benefits than her two Martial Souls. In a sense, the Underworld Domain could be considered the domain of the Nether White Tiger.
The next morning, Wu Siduo saw Jing Shaoyu off as he departed Star Luo City.
"Shaoyu, remember to miss me!" Wu Siduo wrapped her slender arms around Jing Shaoyu's neck, her voice soft and charming, her eyes brimming with reluctance.
"Mm," Jing Shaoyu responded, holding her hips to keep her from slipping off him. "Don't worry, we'll reunite in a year. By then, I hope our Duoduo will have become the White Tiger Douluo!"
"I don't want to be the White Tiger!" Wu Siduo pouted, her delicate face slightly flushed. Her legs tightened unconsciously as her lower abdomen pressed firmly against Jing Shaoyu's stomach. "I've already decided—my title will be [Death God]. Death God Douluo sounds much more imposing than White Tiger Douluo!"
"Death God Douluo, huh? Yes, it does sound imposing," Jing Shaoyu nodded.
"Alright, I won't delay your return any longer. Let me down," Wu Siduo said, forcing down the reluctance in her heart with a serious expression. She wriggled slightly, trying to free herself from his embrace.
Seeing this, Jing Shaoyu moved his hands away and bent slightly to set her down.
However, the moment Wu Siduo's feet touched the ground and he began to straighten up, her arms suddenly tightened. Her face tilted up, and her rosy lips pressed firmly against his. Sensing her affection, Jing Shaoyu immediately responded.
The two shared a passionate kiss in the outskirts of Star Luo City, parting only when they were both satisfied.
Jing Shaoyu flew off toward Shrek City, while Wu Siduo returned to Star Luo City.
For the journey from Star Luo City to Shrek City, he chose not to take the Soul Guidance Train again. For such a short distance, flying was much faster.
By noon, Jing Shaoyu had returned to Shrek Academy. After having lunch with Mo Hentian and Lan Fozi, they set off immediately.
Mo Hentian and Lan Fozi were heading to the West Sea Legion, while Jing Shaoyu was bound for the Blood God Legion. Both legions were stationed in the western part of the Douluo Continent, though the West Sea Legion was located in the southwestern coastal waters, whereas the Blood God Legion was situated deep within the Endless Mountains at the continent's westernmost edge.
The Douluo Federation had stationed three legions in the western region: the West Sea Legion in the southwestern waters, the Northwest Legion in the northwestern deserts, and the secretive Blood God Legion hidden in the Endless Mountains. This heavy military presence served two purposes: first, the federation's capital, Bright City, was located in the west, and second, the unique terrain—specifically the north-south spanning Endless Mountains—blocked direct access between Bright City and the western coast. This geographical barrier hindered the development of significant cities in the direct west, effectively splitting what would have been a single western legion into two separate forces.
None of this concerned Jing Shaoyu, however. His plan was to escort the two girls to West Sea City, the West Sea Legion's headquarters, and then head north directly from there into the Endless Mountains, significantly shortening his journey.
They boarded a Soul Guidance Train bound for Bright City, where they would transfer to another train heading to West Sea City. If all went smoothly, they would arrive in West Sea City—once the largest port of the Sun Moon Empire—in four days.
"Class Monitor, once we reach West Sea City, will you come with me to meet my grandfather?" Mo Hentian leaned against Jing Shaoyu, her eyes brimming with hope.
"Of course," Jing Shaoyu replied. "Since I'm already here, paying respects to your grandfather is only natural."
"Wonderful!" Mo Hentian exclaimed joyfully. "Grandfather will be so happy."
Beside them, Lan Fozi's expression darkened, her gaze distant, as if locked in some internal struggle.
West Sea City—the most prosperous coastal city on the western shores of the Douluo Continent, the central hub of the southwestern region, one of the continent's most vital ports, and the headquarters of the West Sea Legion.
In West Sea City, there was a saying: "Beneath Mo's sky, Fleet and Pagoda stand side by side." "Mo's sky" referred to the Mo family, the most powerful Soul Master clan in the southwestern region. Despite suffering a major blow over a decade ago, no other force had managed to challenge their dominance over the nine southwestern cities. "Fleet and Pagoda" denoted the West Sea Legion and the Spirit Transfer Pagoda. Backed by the Douluo Federation and the Spirit Transfer Pagoda respectively, these two powers naturally held sway in West Sea City—though they still had to collaborate with the Mo family.
The current governor of West Sea City and the nine southwestern cities was Mo Hentian's uncle, Mo Honglei.
Upon arriving in West Sea City, Jing Shaoyu, Mo Hentian, and Lan Fozi boarded a private car arranged by Mo Honglei and headed for the Mo family estate in the city's western outskirts.
"Vivi, your family's influence in West Sea City is... quite substantial," Jing Shaoyu remarked, surprised by the frequent fox statues lining the roadside.
"Of course!" Mo Hentian replied smugly, emitting a cute snort. "Grandfather says our family was here even before West Sea City was built. After the city's founding, we've always held the position of governor."
"So, does that mean West Sea City was originally built by Sister Mo's ancestors?" Lan Fozi asked.
"You could say that," Mo Hentian said, his voice somewhat low. "Because of the Haotian Sect over a decade ago, our family's influence has been weakening over the years. If not for Grandfather still being around, even Uncle might not have been able to hold onto his position as city lord!"
Jing Shaoyu saw a flash of deep hatred and a trace of self-blame in his eyes. For the other members of the Mo family, the Haotian Sect's intrusion had truly been an undeserved calamity. Although the disaster had temporarily ended with the deaths of Mo Hentian's parents, Mo Hentian had already shouldered the guilt for his parents' sake.
Even though the Mo family now treated Mo Hentian with the respect due to the young master, that respect was all they had left. Mo Hentian, too, dared not get too close to them. Until the grievances from that year were completely resolved, a thorn remained in both sides' hearts.
"This isn't your fault, Weiwei!" Jing Shaoyu said tenderly, pulling the young man into a comforting embrace. "The sins committed by the Haotian Sect should be repaid by them. I'll help you."
"Mm, thank you, Class Monitor." Mo Hentian rested his head on Jing Shaoyu's shoulder, gazing into those gentle eyes, warmth flooding his heart.
"Weiwei, don't absorb any Soul Spirits or attach any Soul Rings to your Hate Sky Hammer Spirit for now," Jing Shaoyu said, a fierce glint flashing in his eyes as he thought of something. "I know the Haotian Sect has a Soul Ring that would suit you perfectly. When the time comes, we'll go claim it together."
"Okay, Class Monitor!" Mo Hentian immediately agreed. "Then I'll focus on cultivating my Celestial Fox Martial Soul. Since I'll be home this whole year, I can learn more about it from Grandfather."
"The Looking Through Autumn Water Dew can only provide you with six Soul Rings, so your Celestial Fox Martial Soul will still need a Soul Spirit. Do you need my help?" Jing Shaoyu asked with concern.
"Hehe, no need," Mo Hentian replied cheerfully. "This is my home, after all. How could there not be a suitable Soul Spirit for me? Actually, Grandfather already prepared one for me—it's said to be a mermaid."
"A mermaid?" Lan Fozi interjected, surprise flashing in his eyes. "Could it be the Sea Princess? Do her kind still exist in the coastal waters?"
"You actually know about the Sea Princess, Fozi?" Mo Hentian said, startled, but then realization dawned. "Ah, right, I forgot your family lives by the sea too. It's not strange you've heard of her."
"So, the Soul Spirit your grandfather prepared for you really is the Sea Princess?" Jing Shaoyu couldn't help raising an eyebrow.
The Sea Princess—a legendary mermaid renowned across all dimensions, consistently ranking among the top three most desired Soul Spirits for mental-type Soul Masters. Only two individuals ranked above her: the Sky Dream Ice Silkworm in first place and the Evil Emperor in second. Thus, calling the Sea Princess the most coveted Soul Spirit for mental-type Soul Masters was no exaggeration.
Unfortunately, this species vanished without a trace from the coastal waters of the Douluo Continent shortly after Huo Yuhao disappeared ten thousand years ago. To this day, no Soul Master has ever obtained a Soul Spirit from their kind. It could only be said that, true to their nature as mental-type Soul Beasts, their danger perception was formidable—they fled in advance, avoiding the risk of extinction.
"Yes," Mo Hentian admitted without hesitation.
"How did your grandfather encounter the Sea Princess? Has her kind returned to the coastal waters of the Douluo Continent?" Jing Shaoyu asked, burning with curiosity.
"I'm not really sure about that either," Mo Hentian shook his head blankly. "Grandpa didn't say much, so I don't know where he found the Sea Princess Soul Spirit. I'll ask him when I go back and then tell you, okay, Class Monitor?"
"No problem, I was just curious. There's no hurry," Jing Shaoyu chuckled as he gently ruffled her hair.
"I'm actually quite curious," Lan Fozi said quietly.
Mo Hentian laughed, "Fozi, you're the last person who should be in a hurry. After all, you'll be staying with me for the next year—plenty of time for all your questions!"
"That's true," Lan Fozi nodded, though her expression remained somewhat hesitant.
She was thinking: if the Sea Princess clan had truly returned, perhaps she could try to ally with them. She remembered the Sea Princess clan leader's cultivation was extremely powerful—even stronger than Uncle Hei.
The car entered a grand, majestic estate. In a secluded, serene courtyard filled with Zen-like tranquility, Jing Shaoyu met Mo Hentian's grandfather—the 97th-ranked Control System Super Douluo, Titled [Sky Fox] Mo Wenda!
"Grandpa!" Mo Hentian threw herself into Mo Wenda's arms like a swallow returning to its nest. Having not seen her grandfather for nearly two years, she was overjoyed.
"My dear granddaughter, I've missed you so much!" Mo Wenda's hair was white, his body stooped, his face deeply lined with wrinkles. An air of twilight and stillness clung to him, making it hard to imagine he was a powerhouse of the same generation as Yun Ming rather than an ordinary old man nearing his end. The loss of his eldest son had truly devastated him.
Jing Shaoyu and Lan Fozi tactfully refrained from disturbing the reunion, their gazes wandering as they took in Mo Wenda's small courtyard.
The yard contained only two small wooden cottages. Behind them stood a dense bamboo grove, while in front lay a pond where lotuses bloomed. Beneath the lily pads, fish darted about. A fishing rod leaned against the pond's edge beside a square stool. The gentle breeze carried an air of natural artistry—it was indeed an ideal place for seclusion.
"Class Monitor, Fozi, don't just stand there—come over!" Mo Hentian turned and beckoned to Jing Shaoyu and Lan Fozi, calling out cheerfully.
Jing Shaoyu immediately walked toward them, with Lan Fozi following behind.
"Grandpa, this is Jing Shaoyu, the class monitor I told you about—and the love of my life!" Mo Hentian promptly grabbed Jing Shaoyu's hand and hugged his arm, introducing him to Mo Wenda with visible pride.
"Hello, Grandpa. I'm Jing Shaoyu," Jing Shaoyu greeted Mo Wenda with a smile. "You can just call me Shaoyu."
"Hello, hello!" Mo Wenda responded while studying Jing Shaoyu with cloudy eyes. The more he looked, the more pleased and satisfied he became, nodding repeatedly. "Good, good, good. What a fine young man. With you protecting Weiwei, I can face her parents in the afterlife without shame!"
Mo Wenda could tell at a glance Jing Shaoyu's cultivation level. This youth, the same age as Weiwei, was already a Titled Douluo. With such talent, becoming a Limit Douluo was practically guaranteed. This meant he had the capability to stand unafraid against the Haotian Sect.
"Grandpa, what are you saying?" Mo Hentian immediately protested upon hearing his grandfather mention death. "What do you mean 'after death'? Pah, pah, pah! That's so unlucky! You're not allowed to say such things again!"
"Hahaha, alright, alright! Grandpa won't say it, won't say it!" Mo Wenda laughed heartily.
"This is the youngest member of our Shrek Seven Monsters, Fozi—Lan Fozi," Mo Hentian didn't forget to introduce her. "She possesses the Ultimate Water Martial Soul. This time, she's joining the West Sea Legion with me."
"No problem at all. Your second grandfather has already arranged everything. You can go straight to him," Mo Wenda said cheerfully. Mo Hentian's second grandfather, Mo Wenwei, was the deputy commander of the West Sea Legion and a Federation lieutenant general. Arranging for someone to serve in the legion was indeed a trivial matter for him.
"Hello, Grandpa Mo," Lan Fozi greeted.
"As expected of the Shrek Seven Monsters! To already be a Soul Douluo at such a young age—truly remarkable talent!" Mo Wenda exclaimed admiringly.
That evening, Jing Shaoyu and Lan Fozi were accommodated in the Mo family's luxurious guest rooms, while Mo Hentian stayed in Mo Wenda's courtyard, where her actual bedroom had been since childhood.
Jing Shaoyu had assumed the night would be uneventful, but Mo Hentian stealthily slipped into his room and immediately burrowed under his blanket.
"Hehe, Class Monitor, Xinglan and Duoduo have already done it—I can't fall behind!" She clung to Jing Shaoyu, her voice brimming with the thrill of mischief behind her family's back. Pressing close to his ear, she whispered, "Daddy~ I'm ready!"
Faced with such provocative behavior from the beauty, Jing Shaoyu naturally couldn't let it slide—what followed was a series of passionate slaps.
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