Douluo: Why is Qian Renxue not in love anymore?

Chapter 89 Xiao Ai leaves (2)

Wuhun City was dimly lit at night, and the buildings on both sides of the street were outlined by the soft light, showing a simple and solemn outline. A gorgeously decorated carriage slowly drove out of the city gate, and the wheels rolled over the cobblestone road, making a low and rhythmic sound, which was particularly clear in this quiet night.

Qian Renxue sat in the carriage, her golden eyes looking even deeper under the dim light. She gently pulled open the curtains of the window, and a wisp of night wind blew over her face, bringing with it the fresh and free breath of the outside world. Her eyes penetrated the night and looked towards the unknown area in the distance, with determination and expectation flashing in her eyes.

The driver flicked his whip, and the horse sped up. The carriage sped away into the night, leaving behind a long shadow and the sound of horse hooves that gradually faded away.

Occasionally, patrolling soul masters would pass by on both sides of the street. They were dressed in uniform armor, marched in step, and looked around vigilantly, guarding the peace of the city.

Looking at Qian Renxue leaving, Li Muyun felt very unhappy. The task progress was 75%, which was neither good nor bad at the moment.

The current plot has come to the eve of the Continental Advanced Soul Master Academy Competition, and there are only a few years left.

The night breeze blew gently, bringing a bit of coolness, brushing Li Muyun's cheeks, as if even the air had become heavier. He stood in a corner of Wuhun City, following the carriage that was moving farther and farther away, with mixed feelings in his heart.

Just then, a stronger gust of wind blew by, picking up the fallen leaves on the ground, making them spin and dance in the air, and finally slowly fell to the ground.

At the moment when the fallen leaf touched the ground, a gentle but firm voice sounded beside him, like the softest melody in the night wind: "Muyun, I am leaving too."

Li Muyun turned around suddenly and saw a pretty woman in plain clothes standing not far away. Under the moonlight, her figure looked particularly lonely and tough. That was Xiao Ai, his best friend and one of his most reliable partners.

The night wind suddenly intensified, with a bit of determination and uncertainty, whistling through the cracks of Wuhun City. Li Muyun's heart tightened with the wind, and his eyes were fixed on Xiao Ai in front of him, as if he wanted to carve her firm figure in the night.

"Sister Xiao Ai, where are you going?" His voice was low and full of concern, and every word seemed to be pulled by the wind, with an imperceptible tremor.

Xiao Ai's eyes looked even deeper under the moonlight. She raised her hand slightly, and a strand of hair fluttered in the wind, as if expressing her determination to embark on the journey.

"The City of Slaughter," she uttered these four words slowly, and each word was like a heavy hammer, hitting Li Muyun's heart, "I will never come out until I become a Titled Douluo."

Li Muyun felt mixed emotions when he heard this. He opened his mouth, but in the end, he only sighed heavily. Under the moonlight, his shadow was long, standing side by side with Xiao Ai, but it seemed as if they were separated by thousands of mountains and rivers.

He slowly stretched out his hand, wanting to touch her but stopped in mid-air. In the end, he just patted the corner of his clothes lightly, as if to cheer himself up.

"Xiao Ai, the City of Slaughter is extremely dangerous, you..."

Xiao Ai smiled slightly, and that smile seemed particularly warm and firm in the night. "Don't worry, Brother Muyun. I will take good care of myself and work hard to become stronger until that day when we can fight side by side."

Li Muyun's eyes flickered in the moonlight. He pursed his lips tightly and clenched his hands into fists unconsciously. His knuckles turned slightly white due to the force.

"Xiao Ai, I...I don't agree with you going." His voice was low and firm, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from the bottom of his heart, with unquestionable strength. He took a step forward, wanting to hold Xiao Ai's hand, but stopped abruptly in mid-air, as if even the air froze at this moment.

Xiao Ai's eyes were gentle but firm. She shook her head gently. The moonlight shone on her face, reflecting an unquestionable determination. "Brother Muyun, I understand your concerns. But His Holiness the Pope is right. The Slaughter City is the trial field that all soul masters dream of. It is the fastest way to improve strength. I used to be an evil soul master, but that is in the past. There, I can face my past, truly grow, and become stronger."

As Xiao Ai's firm steps gradually faded away, Li Muyun's figure stretched out under the dim street lights, looking even lonelier. He stared blankly at the direction where Xiao Ai disappeared, with complex emotions surging in his heart, like waves in the night, difficult to calm down. The air around him seemed to solidify, and only the occasional patrol sounds from afar broke the moment of tranquility. Li Muyun slowly lowered his head, clenched his hands into fists, and his nails dug deep into his palms, as if this could alleviate the pain and confusion in his heart.

"Teacher, you clearly know Xiao Ai's past. Her identity as an evil soul master was like a heavy shackle. Why did you push her into that dangerous city of killing?" He murmured to himself, his voice low and full of doubt, his eyes flashing with confusion and struggle.

"No, I have to go find the teacher and ask him clearly!"

Li Muyun's figure appeared particularly determined under the dim street lights. He took a step forward, each step showing his determination not to turn back, and walked through the quiet streets, heading straight to the heart of Wuhun City - the Pope's Palace.

The Pope's Palace stood majestically, and the huge stone door looked even more solemn in the night, as if it could swallow up all doubts and anxieties. Li Muyun stood in front of the palace, took a deep breath, and pushed open the heavy stone door.

The candlelight in the hall flickered, and between the interweaving of light and shadow, an oppressive and sacred atmosphere came over him. He walked along the red-carpeted corridor, with the echo of his heartbeat in every step, until he came to a magnificent hall.

Inside the hall, under the illumination of candlelight, Bibi Dong, dressed in gorgeous papal robes, sat on a high platform. Her golden hair glowed faintly in the candlelight. Her face was cold and majestic, and her eyes were as deep as the night sky, as if she could see into people's hearts.

Li Muyun stepped into the magnificent hall, his steps slowed down involuntarily, his eyes looking straight at Bibi Dong who was high above him, although he had a thousand words in his heart, he didn't know where to start. He took a deep breath and tried to make his voice sound steady: "Teacher, I'm really sorry to bother you so late. But... I must ask about Xiao Ai's matter."

Bibi Dong raised her eyebrows slightly, a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes, and then she regained her composure. She raised her hand gently, motioning Li Muyun to come forward.

"Muyun, it's so late, what's making you so anxious?"

Li Muyun asked, "Teacher, did you ask Xiao Ai to go..."

Bibi Dong said, "It's not me, it's her own choice!"

Li Muyun asked, "Teacher, do you know why she went there?"

Bibi Dong said, "Shouldn't you ask yourself this question?"

When Li Muyun heard this, his body shook slightly, and a hint of surprise and confusion flashed in his eyes.

"Teacher..." He whispered in a low voice, his voice trembling with reluctance, "I...I really don't understand. Why would Xiao Ai choose such a path? She knew it was extremely dangerous there, so why did she insist on going there?"

Bibi Dong sighed softly, her eyes softened a little, she slowly stood up and walked down the platform, each step seemed so steady and powerful. She came in front of Li Muyun, and the distance between them was instantly shortened, so close that they could hear each other's heartbeats.

Bibi Dong's eyes suddenly became sharp, and there seemed to be a faint soul wave surrounding her body. A trace of determination flashed in her golden eyes. She opened her red lips slightly, and her voice was low and powerful: "Muyun, that child, she has you in her heart. Her choice was out of her desire for power and her persistence in fighting side by side with you. You grew too fast and caught her off guard."

"And as your teacher, I also want to witness with my own eyes how far you have grown."

"So, fight me. Don't worry, I will do my best. Don't blame me if you die."

(End of this chapter)