Doulou Dalu 88

"What? That place is connected to the depths of the Star Dou Forest! Given their current condition, charging in would be suicide!"

Seeing Lin Fan and Bibi Dong rush fearlessly into the forest, both Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo were stunned.

"Hurry after them! That Lin Fan can die for all I care, but the Pope still wants the Saintess alive. Ideally, we capture them both." Ghost Douluo ordered urgently.

Chrysanthemum Douluo chuckled. "Of course. Our Spirit Hall's one and only twin martial soul genius, the most talented Saintess on the continent, cannot die with that Lin Fan. Relax, with you and me here, no soul beast in this forest is a match for us. Actually, hunting that brat down here feels more thrilling. How dare he manipulate the Saintess? He won't die so easily—I'll make sure he suffers before delivering him to the Pope for further torment."

The two swiftly followed into the dense forest.

Feeling the two Douluo closing in, Lin Fan's heart pounded. He frantically scanned the surroundings using his Heavenly Eye, while praying silently.

"Xiao Wu, you better be here… I, Lin Fan, a transmigrator, and the future Pope, Bibi Dong, can only survive today if you show up."

Bibi Dong, no fool herself, noticed Lin Fan searching for something. Although puzzled, she understood that it was their only hope. Gritting her teeth, she skillfully navigated the terrain, using towering trees and shadows for cover. Her battle instincts allowed her to pick the best escape route.

Lin Fan carried Bibi Dong, making sharp turns through the forest while deliberately stirring up soul beasts. With the Holy Grail in his possession, his soul power recovery was slightly boosted, though not enough to unleash his strongest abilities anytime soon. Still, he kept going, knowing he had no time to spare.

The chaos of startled soul beasts briefly obstructed Ghost Douluo and Chrysanthemum Douluo, frustrating them. Enraged, they unleashed their soul skills, slaying hundreds of soul beasts and toppling countless ancient trees before finally regaining sight of their prey.

"That brat is slippery," Chrysanthemum Douluo growled.

Lin Fan clenched his jaw. They had managed to shake off the pursuers momentarily, but the two Douluo locked onto their trail again. He immediately directed Bibi Dong toward a specific path—one etched in his memory.

They were now nearing the place he had once stumbled into by chance—the secluded sanctuary where Xiao Wu resided. This hidden haven, a wooden house surrounded by vibrant flowers, lay ahead. No soul beast dared approach the area, hinting at a formidable presence.

Bibi Dong, her strength waning, could no longer keep flying. Her six-winged spirit flickered before vanishing entirely, her face pale and exhausted. Without hesitation, Lin Fan secured his grip on her and used his Unyielding Charge technique, propelling them both forward toward the tree ahead.

Just as they arrived, Ghost Douluo and Chrysanthemum Douluo broke into the tranquil sanctuary, unimpeded by soul beasts. Chrysanthemum Douluo burst into laughter, eyes gleaming with amusement.

"Well played, brat! I must admit, you managed to give me quite the chase through this wretched forest. But do you really think you can escape? With me and Old Ghost here, even the strongest soul beast is nothing before us. Now that you're trapped, I'd love to see what trick you pull next."

Ghost Douluo, less amused, shot a sharp glance at his companion. "Enough games. The Saintess is exhausted, and if that boy tries to use her as leverage, we'll be in a difficult position. End him quickly and take her back."

Without another word, Ghost Douluo vanished like a specter, darting toward Lin Fan with terrifying speed.

"Xiao Wu! Help! Come out, now!" Lin Fan bellowed, desperation in his voice.

Grabbing Bibi Dong, he activated the second phase of Unyielding Charge, blinking toward the wooden house.

A chilling voice echoed through the sanctuary.

"Two mere Title Douluo dare step foot in my domain?"

A delicate yet authoritative voice rang out. From behind the wooden house, a small, fluffy, snow-white rabbit hopped out.

Lin Fan's tense expression melted into relief.

"Xiao Wu…"

The little rabbit beamed and bounced happily toward Lin Fan, nuzzling against his chest before turning her bright eyes toward Bibi Dong.

"Lin Fan, you came to see me so soon! I'm so happy! Who's this sister?"

Lin Fan exchanged glances with Bibi Dong before replying with an awkward chuckle, "Uh… she's my fiancée."

Xiao Wu tilted her head. "Fiancée? What's that? Is it something tasty?"

Lin Fan felt a sweat drop form. She really doesn't understand human relationships…

He gently patted her ears and explained, "Not food. It just means she's someone very important to me. Her name is Bibi Dong, and we're both being hunted down. Xiao Wu, we need your help."

Xiao Wu's bright expression turned serious in an instant. She hopped off Lin Fan and turned to face the intruders, her eyes flashing dangerously.

"You mean… these two bad guys?"

Lin Fan nodded grimly.

Ghost Douluo frowned, eyeing the rabbit suspiciously. "That power from earlier… it came from this little thing?"

Chrysanthemum Douluo scoffed. "It's just a rabbit. Come here, little one. Uncle has something for you…"

He flicked his fingers, sending razor-sharp flower petals laced with poison toward Xiao Wu. Each petal carried the strength to kill a Soul King instantly.

To their astonishment, Xiao Wu casually opened her mouth and inhaled sharply. The petals vanished into her mouth as if they were mere candy. She smacked her lips.

Chrysanthemum Douluo's face twisted in shock. "She… ate them?!"

Before they could react, an invisible force seized both Douluo, lifting them into the air.

"Sixth Soul Skill—Golden Petal Flow!"

"Sixth Soul Skill—Ghostly Shadows!"

Both Douluo retaliated at full strength. A storm of golden petals and eerie specters surged toward Xiao Wu, but she simply opened her mouth again.

A pure white energy burst forth, enveloping and neutralizing their attacks effortlessly. A powerful suction followed, draining their soul power rapidly.

Ghost Douluo's face paled. "Our soul power… it's vanishing!"

Chrysanthemum Douluo, equally horrified, muttered, "This isn't just a strong soul beast… This is a hundred-thousand-year-old beast, maybe even stronger… A Super Douluo-level existence!"

They had no time to hesitate. "We must use our Martial Soul Fusion Technique!"

Lin Fan's voice cut through the air. "Xiao Wu, don't let them fuse!"

Xiao Wu's eyes turned blood-red. Two beams of crimson light shot from her gaze, piercing through both Douluo's shoulders and into the sky beyond.

They spat out blood mid-air, their Martial Soul True Forms shattering as they plummeted beyond the sanctuary's boundary.

"This… this is impossible…" Ghost Douluo gasped, struggling to stand.

Chrysanthemum Douluo grabbed his arm. "No time! Use your escape skill—now!"

Ghost Douluo activated his eighth soul skill. "Ghost Shadow Transfer!"

In the blink of an eye, their bodies turned into shadowy phantoms, slipping into the ground and vanishing.

Lin Fan exhaled slowly, watching the retreating shadows. "They ran… Guess that soul skill is really just for escape."

Xiao Wu huffed. "Tch, I missed. Looks like I need to adjust the forest's maze traps so they don't find this place again."

At that moment, the wooden house's door creaked open. A tall, graceful woman with long, flowing hair stepped out.

"Xiao Wu… what's going on?"

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