Douluo Continent: The Ten Kings of Hell, I am the Emperor of the Underworld

Chapter 21 White Impermanence, Mourning Stick

"Zhu Qing, where did this chain come from? How come you have an extra martial soul?"

Zhu Zhuyun covered her mouth in surprise, staring blankly at the Soul-Hooking Rope that appeared beside Zhu Zhuqing.

"This is the second martial soul that Brother Qiuyang gave me, the Soul Hook. My innate soul power has increased, and it's now at level ten."

Zhu Zhuqing looked at Zhu Zhuyun with pride.

You didn't believe Brother Qiuyang, now you're dumbfounded, aren't you?
Zhu Zhuqing's innate soul power is level seven, which is excellent, but still some distance from the top.

However, the appearance of the Soul-Hooking Rope directly brought her innate soul power to the maximum level.

"Who are you?"

Zhu Zhuyun finally started to take Ning Qiuyang seriously. She had never heard of anyone suddenly gaining an extra martial soul.

Ning Qiuyang said, "Who I am now is not important. What is important is that I will open up the Underworld, create the Six Paths of Reincarnation, and become the King of the Underworld."

"Zhu Zhuyun, are you willing to become my subordinate White Impermanence and pledge your loyalty to me?"

When Ning Qiuyang spoke, he carried the air of a Yama, the King of Hell, which made Zhu Zhuyun subconsciously believe him.

However, her thoughts are in a lot of turmoil right now.

"I've never heard of the underworld or the six realms of reincarnation before, I..."

Zhu Zhuyun was already very wavering; all that was needed was one last push.

"Zhu Zhuyun, come and see what happened to your predecessors."

Ning Qiuyang activated his first soul skill, Summoning of the Dead, and in the next moment, the souls of three women were summoned.

Zhu Zhuyun and Zhu Zhuqing sensed the Netherworld Cat Martial Soul from these three women, a soul that shared the same origin as them.

"You are?"

Ning Qiuyang said, "They are women from the Zhu family who participated in the struggle for the throne of the Star Luo Empire in previous years."

Then, Ning Qiuyang said to the three dead souls, "Tell your descendants about your experience of participating in the succession to the throne with the princes back then, so that they can also experience the cruelty of it."

"Yes."

All three were the ones who ultimately lost in the struggle for the throne.

Their fate was naturally not good; some suffered a great deal of torment before their deaths.

The three of them recounted their story with heartbreaking intensity, each word a tearful lament.

Zhu Zhuqing's face grew paler and paler as she listened, and she eventually burst into tears.

Zhu Zhuyun's performance was not much better.

Among these three, there was another one who, like her, had an initial advantage. The prince she was betrothed to was the eldest son and was older than the other princes.

But in the end, the prince failed in his mission and was assassinated. This woman's experience was the most tragic of the three.

"Sister," Zhu Zhuqing cried to Zhu Zhuyun.
"I don't want to kill you, nor do I want to be killed by you. Let's not concern ourselves with how the Dai family fights for position, okay?"

Zhu Zhuyun bit her lip and said firmly:

"Zhuqing, your sister won't kill you."

Ning Qiuyang canceled his soul skill, and the three Zhu family women immediately disappeared.

Zhu Zhuyun said to Ning Qiuyang, "I am willing to become your White Impermanence. What do I need to do?"

Ning Qiuyang smiled.

The first test of the Underworld Emperor is finally about to be completed.

"It's not convenient here, please come with me."

Ning Qiuyang held Zhu Zhuqing's hand in one hand and Zhu Zhuyun's hand in the other, using the underworld passage to bring the two of them to the place where he had just helped Zhu Zhuqing become the Black Impermanence.

"Little brother, I'm becoming more and more interested in you."

As soon as she regained her footing, Zhu Zhuyun smiled and said to Ning Qiuyang.

Zhu Zhuyun was six or seven years older than Zhu Zhuqing. Although she was still a little green, she already exuded a charming temperament.

Even the tone of her voice carried a hint of allure.

Ning Qiuyang suddenly had some doubts about whether choosing Zhu Zhuyun to become the White Impermanence was a mistake.

"Sister, what are you saying?"

Zhu Zhuqing was a little unhappy. For some reason, she didn't want to see Zhu Zhuyun talking to Ning Qiuyang like that.

Zhu Zhuyun stopped joking, worried about provoking her already somewhat agitated younger sister. "Brother Qiuyang, what do you need me to do now?"

"You don't need to do anything, just relax and don't resist me."

Zhu Zhuyun glanced at Ning Qiuyang shyly before slowly closing her eyes.

Zhu Zhuqing watched from the side and couldn't help but pout.

She could never learn that captivating gaze.

At this moment, she also had some doubts, wondering if suggesting that her sister become the White Impermanence was the biggest mistake she had ever made.

Ning Qiuyang followed suit, placing his fingers on Zhu Zhuyun's forehead.

Unexpectedly, Zhu Zhuyun shook her head slightly, allowing Ning Qiuyang's fingers to trace a few lines on her forehead.

"Stop fooling around, hold your breath and concentrate, or I won't be responsible if something goes wrong."

"Oh."

Zhu Zhuyun then became a little more obedient.

"Huh? My sister's new martial soul is different from mine."

Beside Zhu Zhuyun's Netherworld Cat Martial Soul, a faint phantom was taking shape.

Unlike Zhu Zhuqing's Soul-Hooking Rope, the martial soul that Zhu Zhuyun is currently forming looks like a short stick.

Some white paper pieces were wrapped around the stick, and a bell was hanging from the end of the stick.

This is the weapon of Bai Wuchang, the mourning staff.

When Zhu Zhuyun opened her eyes again, her gaze was shimmering, like a pool of spring water looking at Ning Qiuyang.

"Sister, quickly check what soul skills your martial soul has."

Seeing that her sister seemed about to unleash some incredible seductive technique, Zhu Zhuqing quickly interrupted Zhu Zhuyun's skill.

Zhu Zhuyun glared at her younger sister, feeling both annoyed and amused.

"Is this martial spirit called the Mourning Staff? What a strange name."

Zhu Zhuyun sensed the information transmitted by her martial soul and quickly mastered the soul skill that came with the Mourning Staff.

"Soul-stealing and mind-controlling".

The bell at the end of the mourning staff rang, its mournful sound spreading far and wide. Any animal that heard the bell by the roadside would instantly freeze, as stiff as a stone.

Their souls were shaken and paralyzed, and they could not regain their mobility in a short time.

Even if this soul skill is used on a soul master, if the opponent's soul strength is not high, they will be controlled for a long time.

"It's actually an area-of-effect control soul skill!" Zhu Zhuyun exclaimed happily.

Zhu Zhuqing seemed to be deep in thought.

The first soul skill of the older sister's Mourning Staff seems to be able to be used in combination with the first soul skill of her Soul Hook Rope.

She first uses Soul Stealing to control the area, then uses Soul Entanglement for precise attacks.

"Let's take a look at my second soul skill."

Zhu Zhuyun's soul power has exceeded level 20, and she can now use the second soul skill that comes with the Mourning Staff.

"Second Soul Skill, Soul Strike."

Since there were no enemies, Zhu Zhuyun had no choice but to use it on a snake in the grass.

The mourning staff flew out on its own, arriving at the snake's head in the blink of an eye and slamming down heavily.

Even though the mourning stick didn't touch the snake, the snake silently died.

"Sister, congratulations."

Zhu Zhuqing's tone was a little sour.

She arrived first, but she still couldn't use the second soul skill of the Soul Hook.

Zhu Zhuyun pinched Zhu Zhuqing's little face.

"It's my sister who should thank you. You gave my sister the opportunity to have a completely different life."

After speaking with Zhu Zhuqing, Zhu Zhuyun's gaze shifted, then fixed on Ning Qiuyang, her lips curving into a captivatingly alluring smile.

(End of this chapter)