Douluo Continent: I Have No Thieves Under Heaven, the Explosive King Returns

Chapter 59 Zhu Zhuqing Level 28, Tang San Heads to the Star Dou Great Forest Again

Outside Soto.

Amidst the ravaged woods, five figures struggled to hold on under immense pressure.

"What, you can't even handle this little bit of pressure?!"

Suddenly, a sharp glint flashed in Tianxia Wuzei's eyes, and an invisible pressure descended once more.

The five traitors felt a sudden heaviness on their bodies, as if a mountain had been placed on them.

"boom!"

Ning Rongrong was the first to give in; her legs buckled and she collapsed to the ground with a thud.

Even that delicate face was buried deep in the mud, unable to make a sound.

The thief ignored her, his gaze continuing to sweep over the standing traitor, the man who recognized his enemy as his father, the shifty-eyed man, and Zhu Zhuqing.

Although all four were under immense pressure, they persevered despite their difficulties.

The three traitors were all unwilling to admit defeat, each glaring at the other two in a silent contest to see who could hold out the longest.

Zhu Zhuqing was relatively weak and had already bent over under the weight. Her beautiful face was flushed red and she was breathing rapidly.

Sensing the fluctuations in her soul power, indicating a potential breakthrough, Tianxia Wuzei murmured, "You're just one step away from success. I'll give you a hand!"

Before the words were even finished, an even stronger pressure suddenly descended upon them.

The three treacherous officials, who were still secretly vying for power, had no choice but to take it seriously and grit their teeth and persevere.

Zhu Zhuqing could no longer hold on, and her knees slammed hard into the ground, making a teeth-grinding crunching sound.

In an instant, a wave of dizziness washed over her.

Those memories, buried deep in my heart, are now playing in my mind frame by frame like a revolving lantern.

Those are all things I don't want to recall from the past.

"No! I can't fall! I need strength! I need absolute strength! I need to escape this damned fate!"

Zhu Zhuqing roared inwardly, unwilling to be the Zhu family's young lady whose life was arranged for her ever since she awakened her martial spirit.

"Ah!" A heart-wrenching scream burst from her throat.

Her soul power, which was on the verge of collapse, suddenly surged like boiling water, and the Netherworld Cat's martial soul roared to the sky behind her.

The world watched her silently, neither adding to nor reducing the pressure.

Zhu Zhuqing's spine was taut like a bowstring as she straightened her body inch by inch.

Her blood-stained lips twisted into a ferocious arc, and her bones cracked.

But despite the pressure, he managed to stand up, albeit shakily.

In the end, she stood as straight as a javelin!

"boom!"

At this moment, the accumulated soul power finally broke through the shackles, and the soul power level increased from level 27 to level 28.

"Zhu Qing...she broke through?!" Ning Rongrong lifted her dirty face from the mud, her expression one of shock.

Unable to withstand the pressure any longer, she fainted.

Seeing this, the three traitors couldn't help but look at Zhu Zhuqing with newfound respect.

After all, those who are still standing know clearly what kind of pressure they are facing.

Zhu Zhuqing was able to get up from the ground again and stand up straighter than all of them.

Zhu Zhuqing smiled as she finally broke through to the first level of soul power.

However, before she could even feel happy, a wave of exhaustion caused her eyelids to droop instantly, and she fell backward.

With a single step, Wu Zetian appeared beside her and wrapped his arm around her waist.

"Finally a breakthrough? It wasn't for nothing that you've been by our side for so long."

As he spoke, he held Zhu Zhuqing in one arm and Ning Rongrong in the other, preparing to take them back to the wooden house.

After all, their bodies had already reached their limits, and continuing to train might injure them.

"Boss, where are you going?!" Seeing that Tianxia Wuzei was turning to leave, the traitorous minister hurriedly shouted.

He licked his lips, still savoring the moment, and said, "Boss, we haven't decided who's the winner yet, you can't just leave like this!"

The shifty-eyed guy chimed in, "That's right, that's right! I haven't beaten them yet, boss, keep putting pressure on us!"

The three of them exchanged a glance, realizing that they had finally withstood their boss's rigorous training.

Unfortunately, their little tricks were all observed by the thieves in the world.

His steps suddenly halted, and in an instant, an even more powerful pressure descended upon him.

Caught off guard, the three traitors' calves sank directly into the mud, their faces turning bright red.

"You're quite the braggart, aren't you?" Without turning back, Tianxia Wuzei continued walking towards the wooden house, leaving only a voice carried on the wind, "Under this pressure, fight it out. The winner will be exempt from punishment, and I'll personally spar with the two losers later."

"No!"

The three of them immediately began to wail in pain.

He wanted to take this opportunity to show off in front of the boss, but he ended up digging his own grave.

The traitor's eyes darted around, and suddenly he raised his hand and threw two darts at his two brothers. However, the darts fell to the ground with two thuds as soon as they left his hand, not even traveling half a meter.

The wailing men who had recognized the enemy as their father and the shifty-eyed men froze, then glared at the traitorous minister.

"Well," the traitor chuckled dryly, scratching his head, "would you two brothers believe me if I said the dart fell down by itself?"

"I treat you like a brother, and you treat me like a cousin?!"

"Why waste words with him? Beat him up!"

The shifty-eyed man, who had mistaken a thief for his father, roared and pounced on the traitor, punching him right in the face.

In an instant, the three of them were wrestling, dirt flying everywhere, and the scene was chaotic.

Ignoring the actions behind them, Tianxia Wuzei led Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong back to the wooden house.

Both of them had fainted due to the pressure.

However, their injuries were not very serious, and they would be fine after a short rest.

Inside their wooden cabin, Tianxia Wuzei had already prepared a medicinal bath.

Without hesitation, they removed their clothes and gently placed them into the wooden tub containing the medicinal bath.

Having done all that, Tianxia Wuzei didn't linger and went straight out.

"Squeak!"

Hearing the door close, Ning Rongrong, who was in the medicinal bath, puffed out her cheeks in dissatisfaction.

The thief who had just stepped out chuckled softly, having already noticed her subtle actions.

However, they didn't expose her.

Suddenly, Tianxia Wuzei's gaze shifted to a certain spot in the woods, and his lips moved slightly.

Upon seeing this, the Soul Emperor of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, who was hiding in the forest, suddenly had his pupils shrink to the size of pinpoints, and cold sweat instantly beaded on his forehead.

He clearly read the lips of "No Thieves Under Heaven," just one word.

roll!
"Gulu."

The Soul Emperor's Adam's apple bobbed as he suppressed his fear and quietly retreated.

I finally breathed a sigh of relief after retreating quite a distance.

"This is the Holy Son of the Spirit Hall? Truly terrifying. Just a Soul Master, yet he makes me feel threatened by death."

He wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, a glint of shrewdness in his eyes. "This surveillance mission is too risky. I have to get Ning Fengzhi to raise the price. It's not that I'm trying to rip you off, it's just that the mission is too dangerous."

Many non-family soul masters who join the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School will not easily risk their lives for Ning Fengzhi.

To motivate them, there must be sufficient incentives.

Otherwise, why would these non-family soul masters risk their lives for the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School?

However, the next moment, his head exploded silently with a loud bang, like a watermelon that had been smashed open.

The thief slowly withdrew his fist, looking at the headless corpse in front of him with a sneer.

"With such a paltry amount of scheming, you still think you can take advantage of Ning Fengzhi? You've been sold out without even realizing it. How pathetic."

The death of this Soul Emperor was not innocent.

Because after he and Ning Fengzhi reached a cooperation agreement, there were bound to be rules.

It was explicitly forbidden to send anyone to monitor him; if anyone was found doing so, they could be shot on the spot.

This Soul Emperor was a troublemaker in the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, so Ning Fengzhi assigned him the task of monitoring Tianxia Wuzei.

This will not only eliminate these disobedient non-family soul masters, but also test the waters of a world without thieves.

The man who calls himself "No Thief Under Heaven" is no saint; he'll kill anyone who breaks the rules.

So this Soul Emperor in front of me has already been sold out without even realizing it.

He ignored the corpse and said calmly to the air, "Fourth brother, it's your turn to make a move."

Before he could finish speaking, the headless corpse spontaneously combusted and was reduced to ashes in the blink of an eye.

Not long after, in the main hall of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, Ning Fengzhi received news of the Soul Emperor's death.

"As expected of someone who can make me lose face, he's decisive enough. It seems that cooperating with him is far more beneficial than harmful."

With that, he got up and walked towards the palace gate, preparing to head to Tiandou City.

On the other hand, Tang San, eager to improve his strength, once again went to the Star Dou Great Forest to prepare to attach a spirit ring to his second martial soul.

However, this time, it was Flanders who accompanied them.

"Dean Flander, I need a soul beast that combines strength and speed. Please help me find one."

Flander snorted coldly at Tang San's request.

"Tang San, I'm not your babysitter. Find whatever soul beast you want yourself. I'm only agreeing to help you hunt souls to fulfill the bet between me and Xiao Gang."

Upon hearing this, Tang San's eyes turned cold, and a murderous intent surged deep within his pupils.

Seeing that she had a chance to use her skills, Xiao Wu proudly swung her scorpion braid and patted Tang San on the shoulder.

"Don't worry, mistress, if he won't help you, I will!"

(End of this chapter)