Chapter 47: Wang Xian'er Severs Ties with Star Luo, Xiadie Takes Action

"I have pondered this carefully for an entire night." Hearing Xu Jiawei's slightly questioning tone, Yan Shaozhe was not annoyed, but spoke earnestly,

"An Extreme Attribute is a rare and hard-to-come-by attribute. I will take her back for Mu Lao to see; if she can be taught, I will teach her as much as possible."

"I am not looking down on your Star Luo Empire, but you have not dealt with Evil Soul Masters as long as we have."

"If this child takes one wrong step, it will be a disaster for the continent."

"I can only give you two choices: either kill her, or let us take her back."

"You..." Xu Jiawei was so angry he laughed, "Do you know who this child's teacher is? Do you really think the Dragon God Douluo is invincible under the heavens?"

"What do you mean?" Yan Shaozhe's voice turned cold.

"Hmph!"

Xu Jiawei let out a cold snort, "Exactly what I said; interpret it yourself."

"We, and even the Star Luo Empire, cannot make decisions for Miss Xiadie."

"As for your talk of killing her."

"Heh, has Mu En recovered from the injuries sustained after his battle with Du Bisi?"

"The consequences of provoking people recklessly, Bright Phoenix Douluo Yan Shaozhe, are more than you can bear!"

"Fine, fine, I would like to hear how I am unable to bear it." Yan Shaozhe's expression was terrifyingly gloomy, "Furthermore, Wang Lao cannot hold on for much longer. Out of respect for the past friendship between Wang Lao and Mu Lao,"

"I have spoken to you this way."

"Do not forget, Evil Soul Masters on this continent are to be executed by all."

"An Extreme Death Attribute, without proper guidance, is a naturally evil Evil Soul Master."

"Even with proper guidance, using the ten-thousand-year glory of our Shrek as kindling, it is not certain that a Soul Master with an Extreme Death Attribute can become a beacon for the continent's Soul Masters."

"Your Majesty, please do not lead yourself astray."

"Yan Shaozhe, *cough cough*." The Life System soul power on Wang Xian'er temporarily suppressed the erosion of the Death Attribute; she struggled to lift her head,

"Yan Shaozhe, if you don't want people to know, you shouldn't have done it."

"Do you really think today's events were done without anyone knowing?"

"Wang Lao!"

Anger appeared on Yan Shaozhe's face, and the light aura around his body was incomparably brilliant.

The phoenix feathers in the sky around him were filled with holiness, resembling a rising scorching sun.

"I respect you as an elder, and I also wish to prevent you from falling into becoming an Evil Soul Master."

"You, you are truly... sigh, stubborn and unyielding."

"*Cough cough cough cough~*" Wang Xian'er laughed through her grimacing face, "Do you dare say that the appearance of Scorpion Tiger Douluo Zhang Peng to attack us has nothing to do with you, Yan Shaozhe?"

Yan Shaozhe's temples crackled from the blowing of his soul power.

"I, Bright Phoenix Douluo Yan Shaozhe, swear by my martial soul: I had no idea that the Scorpion Tiger Douluo would attack the Xingluo Cheng prison. If this is a lie, may my martial soul shatter and my strength vanish."

Holy and bright, nine soul rings—two yellow, two purple, and five black—circled around his body.

His oath made him appear even more holy.

"Shaozhe, there was no need for this." Xian Lin'er, standing to the side, was momentarily incredulous to see Yan Shaozhe take an oath by his martial soul; one had to know that a martial soul oath was not something to be made lightly.

"If I haven't done it, I haven't done it." Yan Shaozhe flicked his long robe, his voice resonant, "I, Yan Shaozhe, act upright and sit straight; when have I ever feared an oath?"

"Wang Lao, Senior Wang, how about it?"

Yan Shaozhe stood with his hands behind his back, his face full of righteousness.

"As expected of the Bright Phoenix Douluo, he is truly a model for the Soul Master world!" Cheng Gang remarked with emotion.

Almost everyone, under Yan Shaozhe's charisma, turned their gazes back to Wang Xian'er.

"Pfft—"

Wang Xian'er spat out a mouthful of foul blood,

"Rumors say Yan Shaozhe is a hypocrite, and today I have truly seen it."

"Look at what kind of oath you made?"

"Yes, you indeed did not participate in the attack on us, but whether this matter has any connection to you does not seem to be covered by your oath."

"Little brat, I, Wang Xian'er, have treated and saved countless people; what kind of person have I not seen? Do you think I can't see through such hair-splitting?"

"At over 90 years old, you are nothing but a junior to me."

"Just yesterday, you revealed killing intent toward Miss Xiadie in the Huang Gong and were even prepared to strike."

"Today, you are here acting all bright and upright."

"And there is more..."

Wang Xian'er glanced at Xu Jiawei, braced her body, and stood up unsteadily.

"I have guarded the Star Luo Empire for over a hundred years; it is time to go out and see the world."

"I, Medical Immortal Douluo Wang Xian'er." Wang Xian'er's voice was hoarse, but in this silence, it sounded quite loud, "As of today, I sever ties with the Star Luo Empire and from now on, I am a free person."

"Wang Lao!"

The expressions of several honored guests in the Hall of Honored Guests changed drastically.

Manyi stepped forward directly: "Wang Lao, there is no need for you to..."

"Enough, Manyi." Wang Xian'er's voice echoed, "If the Death Attribute is not permitted and not tolerated, then I shall leave."

"Shrek, at least the Shrek of you, Yan Shaozhe, does not represent justice."

"Wang Xian'er, you have gone too far." Yan Shaozhe's voice was terrifyingly low, "Now that you have severed ties with the Star Luo Empire, do you really think I dare not touch you?"

"Evil Soul Master Wang Xian'er, what qualifications do you have now to look back at your former self?"

"Look back?" Wang Xian'er's pupils were stained with black, "Why look back? My path ahead is already clear."

"In that case, today I shall act on behalf of the heavens and deal with you, this future Evil Soul Master."

A powerful radiance erupted from Yan Shaozhe's entire body.

Within the white holy light, colors of scorching flames were entwined, and the sky above the Huang Gong was dyed vivid and bright at this moment.

Intense phoenix flames rose suddenly, and an overwhelming pressure swept outward.

"Ninth Soul Skill—Phoenix Descent."

A resonant phoenix cry accompanied the phantom of a fire phoenix that almost obscured the firmament.

Scorching flames plummeted suddenly from the sky.

However, at this very moment.

Time and space seemed to have frozen.

A petite figure appeared at Wang Xian'er's side.

In the previously quiet lawn, purple flowers grew one after another.

Five meters, ten meters, until fifty meters, this Flower Sea finally came to a halt.

"Xiadie..."

Wang Xian'er looked in surprise at the young girl standing before her.

Her original plan was to break away from the Star Luo Empire, and then, even as a so-called Evil Soul Master of the Fallen City, she could rely on her own will to fight with a clear mind, and perhaps even take down Yan Shaozhe.

As for after taking him down, whether she would commit suicide to return to the heavens or something else, it did not matter.

As long as she died, Shrek could not hold the Star Luo Empire accountable, but that hypocrite Yan Shaozhe had to die.

But what was the situation now, and why had Xiadie suddenly appeared?

In truth, she trusted Xiadie.

Even if she died, Xiadie likely had a way to protect herself.

"You must leave quickly; this has nothing to do with you," Wang Xian'er said anxiously.

Xiadie shook her head gently, and the Blade of Life appeared in her right hand.

The blade, filled with Life Breath, released its vitality, and Wang Xian'er's gradually clouding consciousness became much clearer.

"Your Excellency, please watch carefully; life and death are not meant to be used the way you are using them."

The emerald green light of the Blade of Life gradually climbed with the energy of death.

Life and death reached a balance in an almost inconceivable instant.

"Death is also a new beginning."

Xiadie looked up at the firmament, at the flames falling like a giant meteorite.

The Blade of Life in her hand transformed into the Death Scythe.

Without any bells or whistles, as the scythe swung, it scattered specks of radiance.

Life and death formed a purple galaxy, and it was slashed out just like that.

"Embrace your new beginning, Boluokesi."