Chapter 14: I'm Dying of Laughter! Scared Off by a Waterfall While Stealing a Soul Bone?!
Tang Hao, Chrysanthemum Douluo, and Ghost Douluo actually started fighting?!
Lin Qingmo was completely dumbfounded.
He hadn't even had the chance to report Tang Hao's whereabouts to Spirit Hall yet—so how had this massive battle erupted ahead of schedule?
The plot had once again veered off course from his expectations!
But very quickly, a look of wild joy surfaced in his eyes.
No matter the reason—
Now that this battle had already begun, for him, it was undoubtedly a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!
Three Titled Douluo are clashing.
The scene was guaranteed to be earth-shattering.
Tang Hao would definitely be tied down.
This was the perfect moment for him to sneak into the back mountain of Holy Soul Village and steal the Blue Silver Emperor soul bone!
"Fortune favors the bold—cowards starve!"
Lin Qingmo clenched his teeth.
His gaze hardened with determination.
He didn't want to spend his entire life as a trash martial soul holder with only innate rank-four soul power.
He had to seize this chance and defy fate!
However, before taking action, his eyes subconsciously shifted toward Xiao Wu.
Lin Qingmo hesitated for a moment.
Then he walked over and gently patted her on the shoulder.
"Xiao Wu, stay inside and don't come out. No matter what happens outside, don't run around."
With that said, he didn't hesitate any longer.
Turning around, he rushed out of the dormitory, melting into the night.
Xiao Wu stood there in a daze, watching Lin Qingmo's back disappear through the doorway. Her heart filled with confusion.
Run! Run! Run!
Lin Qingmo sprinted at full speed the entire way, completely ignoring the tremors and thunderous roars coming from behind him.
His short legs pumped furiously.
The wind slapped painfully against his cheeks.
Yet he didn't dare slow down in the slightest.
He knew that battles between Titled Douluo could change in an instant.
Opportunities vanished in the blink of an eye.
He had to reach the back mountain of Holy Soul Village as fast as possible.
He didn't know how long he had run, but at last, Lin Qingmo saw the outline of Holy Soul Village.
The village was pitch-black at this hour.
He didn't stop.
Instead, he ran straight toward the back mountain behind the village.
According to his memory of the plot, the place where Tang Hao hid the soul bone and Ah Yin's seed was behind a hundred-meter-tall waterfall on the back mountain.
Finally, he reached the back mountain.
From afar, he spotted the only magnificent waterfall there.
Water poured down from a hundred-meter-high cliff, crashing violently against the rocks below.
The roar was deafening.
Mist filled the air.
Under the moonlight, a faint rainbow shimmered within the spray.
But upon seeing this breathtaking scenery, Lin Qingmo felt as if a bucket of cold water had been dumped over his head, extinguishing all his dreams.
A hundred-meter waterfall!
Raging torrents!
Overwhelming impact!
And slick, treacherous footing everywhere!
"It's over…"
Panting heavily, Lin Qingmo leaned against a nearby tree.
His chest heaved violently.
The exhaustion from his mad sprint mixed with his current despair, making his vision darken as he nearly collapsed.
"Heh…"
He let out a bitter laugh and slumped to the ground.
Staring at the waterfall before him, his heart was filled with helplessness and unwillingness.
"Sigh… I was still too naive…"
Lin Qingmo muttered, his voice carrying a thick sense of frustration.
He silently opened the chat group.
[Dad Douluo]: Family… I was way too naive…
Almost the moment the message was sent—
Bibi Dong replied immediately.
[The Pope Herself]: Ah Qing, what do you mean by that? What happened?
Her words carried a rare trace of concern.
Right after that, Liu Erlong's message popped up as well, her tone irritable as ever.
[Tyrant Dragon Mom]: Tsk, it's the middle of the night. Your message woke me up. Can't you let people sleep in peace?
[Dad Douluo]: Friendly reminder—the chat group has a Do Not Disturb function. Sister Long, you can turn it on.
[Tyrant Dragon Mom]: Cut the crap! Say what you need to say, fart if you're gonna fart! Don't waste my sleep!
[Dad Douluo]: Sigh, don't even mention it.
[Dad Douluo]: I don't know what happened. Before I could even report Tang Hao to Spirit Hall, Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo already came knocking. They're fighting Tang Hao outside Nuoding City right now.
[Tyrant Dragon Mom]: What?! Three Title Douluo fighting?!
In an instant, Liu Erlong was wide awake.
[Tyrant Dragon Mom]: That must be insane to watch!
[Tyrant Dragon Mom]: Are the mountains collapsing and heaven and earth going dark?!
[A Rogue Rabbit]: T-Titled Douluo fighting?!
Hiding in the dormitory, Xiao Wu trembled all over when she saw the message.
But more than fear—she felt deeply moved.
She finally understood.
Lin Qingmo told her to stay inside to protect her!
"Ah Qing… thank you…"
[The Pope Herself]: Oh? Isn't this exactly what you wanted?
[The Pope Herself]: Weren't you planning to steal the soul bone while they were fighting?
Bibi Dong teased with clear amusement.
After all, this battle had been arranged by her.
[Dad Douluo]: Yeah, that's why I bolted straight to the back mountain of Holy Soul Village, planning to steal the soul bone.
[Tyrant Dragon Mom]: You actually went?!
[Tyrant Dragon Mom]: Are you out of your damn mind?!
Liu Erlong felt her heart leap into her throat.
This kid's courage was practically sky-high!
[Dad Douluo]: My blood was boiling at the time. I didn't think it through.
[Dad Douluo]: But after I got to the hiding spot, I realized just how naive I really was.
[Tyrant Dragon Mom]: What happened? The soul bone's gone? Or did you run into danger?
[The Pope Herself]: Ah Qing? Is it dangerous?
Bibi Dong's tone instantly turned solemn.
In her mind, she was already considering whether she should head to Holy Soul Village personally.
Lin Qingmo might be weak right now—but he knew far too many secrets. Nothing could happen to him.
[Dad Douluo]: No danger. Tang Hao should still be fighting Chrysanthemum and Ghost Douluo, so he can't come back.
[Dad Douluo]: The problem is… the soul bone is hidden behind a hundred-meter-tall waterfall.
[Dad Douluo]: Can you imagine how desperate I felt when I saw that waterfall?!
[Dad Douluo]: I'm just a six-year-old kid…
[Dad Douluo]: Sigh, the opportunity is right in front of me, but I can't grab it.
[Dad Douluo]: It's all because I'm too weak. If I had soul power right now—or at least some climbing skills—it would've been fine!
Lin Qingmo slumped on the ground, staring at the waterfall before him, his heart filled with helplessness and unwillingness.
He could practically picture it—inside the cave behind the waterfall, that hundred-thousand-year Blue Silver Emperor soul bone was surely emitting an enticing glow.
Yet he simply couldn't reach it.
[Tyrant Dragon Mom]: This… is such a cruel reality…
After reading it all, Liu Erlong couldn't help but rub her forehead.
She never imagined things would turn out like this.
A hundred-meter waterfall.
Forget a six-year-old—even a weak soul master would struggle to climb it.
[A Rogue Rabbit]: Ah Qing, d-don't be sad.
[A Rogue Rabbit]: You're already very brave, going alone to such a dangerous place.
Xiao Wu gently comforted him in the chat group.
She could feel Lin Qingmo's frustration and couldn't help but feel regret for him.
[The Pope Herself]: ...
Bibi Dong fell silent.
Had things actually developed like this?
She had thought that since Ah Qing dared to propose such a plan, he must have had some degree of confidence.
But she had overlooked one crucial detail—not just her.
She herself had forgotten that Ah Qing was still only a six-year-old child.
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