Douluo: Oath of the Guardian Angel

Chapter 61 The Legend of Vulcan, a different start
"Helia, tell me everything you know. As long as the amount is enough, I believe the master is willing to spare your life."

This is the biggest concession Qian Yuxi can make.

"This... you, I..." Helia was still a little scared. The feeling of oppression brought to her by Guang Ling Peak Douluo was too terrifying.

[This girl...why is she more difficult to coax than Xue'er...]

Qian Yuxi scratched her head, feeling a little helpless.

Swish!
A golden lightsaber suddenly pointed directly at Helia, and Qian Renxue activated her soul power.

"If you don't tell me, don't blame me for wasting your 10-year soul ring?!"

Qian Yuxi was startled: "Sister, calm down!"

"Don't coax her!" Qian Renxue's attitude was very tough.

[I...Okay, okay, why did Xueer suddenly get angry again...]

"Humph!" Qian Renxue snorted coldly, took the guqin from his hand and held it in her hand, then looked at Helis again: "I'm not as easy to talk to as my brother. If you don't explain it, don't blame the piano..."

"No, I said! I said! Let go!" Helia suddenly panicked and agreed instantly.

"I'll put them down after I finish speaking." Qian Renxue still had no intention of putting down her lightsaber and guqin.

"...Okay." Helia finally gave in and told her story.

"My name is Helis, and I am the 10-year-old Saint Yan saber-toothed tiger incarnate. My father... is a million-year-old Saint Yan saber-toothed tiger."

"Millions of years?!!"

The three of them were shocked at the same time, including Qian Yuxi, who was slightly calmer than Qian Renxue and Light Ling Douluo.

Of course he also knows one million-year-old soul beast, and that is the Deep Sea Demon Whale King of the Demon Whale Sea...

"Yes, we live in the Tianhu Forest. The name of that forest for you humans comes from my father, the mount of the ancient Vulcan - the million-year-old Sacred Sabre-Toothed Tiger, Henaros."

[The God of Fire, one of the Seven Elemental Gods? ! 】

Qian Yuxi's pupils shrank, which involved his blind spot.

[I have never heard before that there are ancient ruins of other gods on Douluo Planet, and it is also one of the seven elemental gods...]

"Vulcan..." The lightsaber in Qian Renxue's hand also trembled slightly, because her brother seemed to have revealed other information that she didn't know.

One of the Seven Elemental Gods...

Qian Renxue couldn't see through this grandson whom her grandfather recognized.

To show her sincerity, Qian Yuxi still asked Helia to sit down and talk slowly, and poured her a drink with her own hands.

Light Ling Douluo did not embarrass this 10-year-old soul beast too much. The information he got today was also a huge impact on him. He had secretly remembered everything Helia said in his heart. Tonight Just write a letter and pass this matter back to Wuhun Palace!
"Miss Helia, can you tell me more about the relationship between this piano and you and your father?" Qian Yuxi even used honorifics this time.

For unknown things, the more they must know, the better. If what Helia says next is beneficial to them, they can even consider not killing her to get the rings and bones.

"This, I only know that this piano has a great relationship with my father. It is the only relic left to it by the ancient Vulcan Lord when he became a god. As for something deeper... I'm sorry, Lord Qiangui, father didn't tell me , but when I broke through to 10 years of cultivation, he told me that the Tianyun Piano had been left in the human world, and that his current state was not suitable for searching, so please ask me..."

[Hiss... I have to slow down, this is a bit beyond the scope of my opinion. I have never heard that the God of Fire, one of the seven elemental gods, has a mount, and it is such a million-year-old soul beast that defies the heaven! 】

Qian Yuxi lowered his head and began to think fiercely. He believed 10% of Helia's words, and the other [-]% came from having never seen it with his own eyes.This tigress has lived for [-] years and knows many things that humans do not know, and it involves the secrets of gods. This is not a casual international joke.

……

Notting College, the door.

"Little San! Grandpa will send you to the college later and go back. You must listen to the teacher when you are alone in the college, and don't leave the college without authorization. When the semester is over, Grandpa Jack will pick you up again. At that time It’s almost New Year’s Eve.”

"Grandpa Jack, are you leaving so soon?"

"Hey... the hotel is not something that poor people like us can afford to live in. Xiaosan, you must strive for your best. When grandpa sees you next time, I hope you have become a soul master. In that case, we in Holy Soul Village will all treat you as a soul master." You’re proud of it.”

"Grandpa Jack, don't worry, I will never forget Holy Soul Village."

Two figures, an old one and a young one, walked to the door of Notting College. In the distance, they saw a tall arch, and it was the familiar concierge.

The little boy looks like he is six years old. His skin is obviously a healthy wheat color and he looks very neat. Although his clothes are simple, they are also clean.

However, there was a faint blue-gold drop-shaped mark in the center of his eyebrows.

The old man looks to be in his 60s, with a slender figure but good energy. His clothes are clean and tidy, his hair is meticulously combed, and he has a full smile on his face at the moment.

Their Holy Soul Village can finally produce another soul master, and maybe it will be a second soul master!

"Notting College...I'm here." Little Tang San showed a confident smile, looking around, only to find that the concierge was standing at the door, and didn't seem to pay much attention to them, the old and the young.

Footsteps approached. The concierge saw the person coming clearly and thought about the corpse's words again, so he coughed twice: "Countryman? What are you doing here?"

Old Jack quickly apologized and said with a smile: "Little brother, we are from Holy Soul Village. This child is a work-study student sent by our village this year. Look, what procedures do we need to go through?"

The concierge frowned, stretched out his hand and said, "Can you show me the certificate from Wuhun Palace?"

"Okay." Old Jack quickly took out the martial arts certificate issued by Deacon Su Yuntao (Blind Douluo).

The concierge took the certificate and looked it up and down. His expression was still a little strange: "Martial Soul Blue Silver Grass, and you are also born with full soul power? It's a bit funny... I have been working as a concierge in the college for four years, and I have never heard of it. Students with innate soul power..."

A trace of anger flashed in Old Jack's eyes, but he still swallowed his anger and explained patiently: "This was prescribed by Mr. Su Yuntao, the deacon of Wuhun Palace. It cannot be fake."

"Hey, when did I say it was a lie? Go in, go in, but if it's a lie, you understand the consequences." Seeing him move out of Wuhun Hall, the concierge quickly waved his hand and let the two of them in.

"Huh?" Xiao San lowered his hand that he was about to raise.

This script is wrong. Shouldn't you say something like a beggar's village, so that I can conclude that you have a way to die?
Forget it, it’s always better to enroll in school first. Anyway, I, the future great Tang Dynasty ant, don’t need to fuss with an ant like you, lest I lose my pure and pure image.

After saying goodbye to Old Jack, the three of them walked in alone, the water drop marks on their foreheads shining slightly.

"Senior, did you remember this correctly?"

"Emmm, maybe... After all, it's been too long. I may not be able to remember some details, but at least the character is right. The big corpse will almost come to you next. Remember what I said before."

"Good senior."

The mark on the little three's foreheads faded, and they immediately slowed down their walking speed. Not long after, a soft call came from outside the gate of Notting College, and at the same time, a black figure trotted over.

"Child, wait a minute." The expression on the corpse's face was somewhat enthusiastic.

(End of this chapter)