Dolou Dalu 2

Lin Fan's eyes widened as the holy light pierced his heart—only for his body to suddenly turn transparent. In an instant, the attack dissipated into nothing.

Immune?

At the same moment, Qian Xunji let out a sharp cry, clutching his chest as blood spurted from his mouth. The radiant holy aura surrounding him dimmed drastically, revealing a deep, gaping wound in the center of his chest, blood trickling down.

Did he just take the hit instead?

Lin Fan was momentarily stunned. His armor was far more advanced than anything he'd encountered in the game—it seemed to reflect damage back at the attacker.

The holy sword's attack had been nullified for Lin Fan, but Qian Xunji suffered 70% of the rebound damage. Though it wasn't a full counter, it was still devastating. Considering that Qian Xunji specialized in offense rather than defense, this injury was severe.

"We need to get out of here." Lin Fan didn't hesitate. He could see Qian Xunji's angelic martial spirit already working to heal his wounds.

Wasting no time, he rushed to Bibi Dong, who was still unconscious. His gaze briefly lingered on her—her silver gauze dress barely covering her flawless figure, exactly like how it appeared in the anime.

This outfit is... a bit too revealing.

Shaking off the thought, he reached down and pinched her thigh lightly, making sure she wasn't completely unresponsive. Then, without hesitation, he lifted her into his arms.

His teleportation skill had cooled down—five minutes, a truly miraculous ability in this situation.

Just as he prepared to activate it, a cold voice rang out behind him.

"Don't think you can escape so easily."

Before Lin Fan could react, a heavy force struck his back. He stumbled forward, biting back a groan.

This attack was noticeably weaker than the previous one. It seemed Qian Xunji had realized something was off and was wary of going all out.

Even so, the blow left Lin Fan gasping for breath. A notification flashed in his mind—his health points had dropped significantly.

800 HP… now down to 250. This is bad.

Wait… I have a healing card.

He activated it immediately. Warmth surged through his body as his injuries vanished in an instant.

Amazing. This thing is a lifesaver.

Holding Bibi Dong tightly, he used Flash to teleport. In the blink of an eye, he reappeared inside the Pope's Palace.

We need to move—fast.

A dark dagger materialized in his hand—the Legendary Blade, Sima Ming (Enhanced).

Reduces skill cooldowns by 10%.

Increases attack power by 200 points.

Grants an additional 100 armor penetration.

Boosts movement speed by 100 points.

Unique Passive: After receiving a critical hit, grants 5 seconds of complete damage immunity and a 30% speed boost (Cooldown: 180 minutes).

Five seconds of invincibility. In a game, that might not mean much, but in the real world of Douluo Continent, it was akin to a ten-thousand-year soul skill.

The cooldown was long—three hours—but right now, it had already saved his life once.

Lin Fan scanned the hall. The guards stationed outside the secret chamber hadn't noticed him yet. Most were still at their posts, while only a dozen stood at the main hall's entrance.

Qian Xunji was still recovering inside.

Perfect.

He adjusted his grip on Bibi Dong and bolted toward the exit.

"Who goes there? Stop him!"

The guards reacted, drawing their weapons, but the moment they saw Bibi Dong in his arms, hesitation flashed across their faces. She was the Holy Maiden—they couldn't risk harming her. Instead, they resorted to trying to block his path with swords.

Lin Fan barely flinched as the blades struck his back.

Nothing happened.

A faint red energy veil shimmered over his body—a defense mechanism of his armor, one only he could see. The guards' own weapons rebounded, slashing their own bodies instead.

Within seconds, Lin Fan cut them down effortlessly and rushed out of the Pope's Palace.

The speed boost from his blade made him incredibly fast. It was then he realized—this wasn't the main palace but a hidden chamber behind it. No wonder security was lighter.

Qian Xunji must have been doing this in secret… this is working in my favor.

He moved swiftly through the palace grounds, avoiding patrols while holding Bibi Dong tightly. Thankfully, he was still dressed as a Spirit Hall member, and Bibi Dong's face was obscured by her hair. The soul masters he passed by barely gave him a second glance.

Lin Fan's heart pounded as he reached the city gates.

Several patrolling soldiers noticed him and approached, but before they could react, he vanished.

Teleporting outside Wuhun City, Lin Fan exhaled deeply. He had timed it perfectly—if he had miscalculated, he would have slammed into the city wall.

Taking a brief moment to rest, he then carried Bibi Dong into the nearby mountains.

The terrain was rugged, and after climbing for what felt like hours, he finally spotted a cave.

This should do.

Setting Bibi Dong down, he took a deep breath. His eyes wandered to her face—noble, beautiful, yet strangely flushed.

She still hasn't woken up?

His gaze drifted downward. Tall, curvy, flawless…

He shook his head, trying to focus. Now's not the time for that.

Just as he reached out to check her pulse, Bibi Dong's eyes snapped open.

Before Lin Fan could react, she grabbed him by the throat and lifted him off the ground with one hand.

Five glowing soul rings materialized around her body.

She's already at the Soul King level?

Lin Fan struggled to breathe. His armor's passive abilities wouldn't protect him against direct force like this.

"Who are you?" Bibi Dong's voice was sharp and commanding. "What did you do to me?"

Lin Fan coughed, gasping, "I… I didn't do anything. I saved you. Your master—he was—"

"Shut up."

Her expression wavered for a moment, her flushed face deepening in color. Then, suddenly, she released him.

Lin Fan fell to the ground, coughing. He noticed her body trembling slightly as she steadied herself against the cave wall.

Wait… I think I get it now.

He wasn't clueless—Qian Xunji had drugged her. That explained why Bibi Dong was behaving strangely.

This detail had never been mentioned in the original novel. Perhaps she had lost consciousness before anything happened, and in the end, she never spoke about it out of shame.

Bibi Dong's breathing grew heavy. Her entire body tensed. "Leave. Now."

Her voice was cold, but her posture was weak.

Lin Fan hesitated, pretending to step away—but he moved slowly, deliberately.

If I leave now, she won't last long in this state.

Sure enough, just as he took a few steps, Bibi Dong suddenly lunged forward, grabbing his wrist.

Lin Fan turned, locking eyes with her.

Her gaze was different now—intense, hazy, filled with something unspoken.

Then, without warning, she reached for her silver gauze dress, tearing it open.

Lin Fan inhaled sharply.

Snow-white skin, trembling hands, and a pair of fiery, desperate eyes.

His mind raced.

This… just got complicated.