Chapter 626 The future of Xingluo!

Lu Yu sneered, anger flashing in his eyes: “Master Zhu, Zhu Qing is my friend, I will never let her be forced into a marriage.

You keep saying it's for the family, but can the Dai family really keep the Zhu family safe forever? So what if Dai Mubai is a Soul Sage, so what if Davis is so powerful? If I can elevate the Zhu family's status to a higher level, even to the throne, do you dare to take this gamble?"

Upon hearing this, Zhu Tianxing laughed heartily, his laughter tinged with sarcasm. "Sitting the throne? Lu Yu, you're being too arrogant! The Xingluo Empire has stood for a thousand years, and the Dai family has deep roots. How can you, a rootless duckweed, fight them?"

He paused, his eyes turning cold, “What’s more, your team has already been torn apart.

Huang Yuan was killed, Oscar was seriously injured and his life or death is unknown, and Wang Sheng's entire family was wiped out. Do you know who did it?"

Lu Yu's pupils suddenly shrank, and his heart felt like it was hit by a heavy hammer. Rage almost burst out of his chest: "What did you say? Huang Yuan... is dead? Oscar..."

His voice trembled, his fists clenched, his nails digging deep into his palms, blood dripping, "Who did it? Spirit Hall? Or the Dai family?"

Zhu Tianxing said coldly: "You should know more about the Spirit Hall's methods than I do.

Lu Yu, give up, and leave Xingluo with your anger. The Zhu family is not someone you can rely on."

Lu Yu took a deep breath, suppressed the rage in his heart, and stabbed Zhu Tianxing with his eyes like a knife: "Master Zhu, I will give you seven days to consider.

Seven days later, I will wait for your reply at the East City Inn.

If you still persist in your wrongdoing, I will make you regret it!"

After saying this, his soul power exploded, shattering the surrounding light chains, and turned to leave.

Elder Liang frowned and wanted to chase after him, but Zhu Tianxing raised his hand to stop him: "Let him go.

This kid...is not simple."

...As the night deepened, the towering walls of the Xingluo Palace appeared particularly solemn in the moonlight.

Lu Yu's figure was like a ghost. With the method of concealing his breath taught by the remnant soul of the Qilin, he sneaked into the palace silently.

Soul power flowed around him, and he tapped his feet lightly, like a black shadow passing over the high wall, avoiding the patrolling soul masters.

"Lu Yu, are you sure you want to do this?"

The voice of the Qilin's remnant soul echoed in his mind, tinged with worry, "There's a Titled Douluo in the palace. Although you have a trump card, the risk is too great."

Lu Yu snorted coldly, his eyes filled with murderous intent: "Huang Yuan is dead, Oscar's life or death is unknown, and Wang Sheng's entire family was wiped out. I must first settle this account with the Dai family! That Titled Douluo... I have sensed his aura a long time ago. Back in Shrek Academy, Dai Mubai once asked him to target me.

This time, I will make him pay the price!"

As soon as he finished speaking, his body suddenly accelerated, and a golden Gatling gun appeared in his hand. Under the infusion of soul power, the muzzle flashed with a terrifying light.

Deep inside the palace, a guarding soul master had just noticed something was wrong, but before he could react, a golden light pierced his chest and he died instantly.

Lu Yu's eyes were cold as he continued to go deeper.

Suddenly, a terrifying pressure came from the front. An old man in a black robe stood in the air, his eyes fixed on Lu Yu like an eagle: "Young man, dare to break into the palace, you are seeking death!"

Lu Yu sneered, recognizing that the aura was exactly that of the Titled Douluo he had sensed at Shrek Academy.

Without hesitation, the golden Gatling gun burst out with dazzling light, and countless bullets condensed from soul power poured out like a rainstorm, tearing the air apart and making a sharp whistling sound.

"Little tricks!"

The old man in black robe snorted coldly, and his soul rings blossomed. The nine soul rings shone brightly, and a huge soul power barrier blocked in front of him.

However, the power of the Golden Gatling Gun was far beyond his imagination. The bullet hit the barrier like a meteor, tearing it apart in an instant. The remaining force did not diminish and directly pierced the old man's chest.

"How...how is it possible..."

The old man's eyes were full of disbelief, his body slowly fell, and he was no longer able to breathe.

Lu Yu put away the Gatling gun, took a breath, but his eyes became even colder: "He's just a Titled Douluo, Dai family, I will let you know the price of angering me!"

He turned and disappeared into the night, but he had already made up his mind: within seven days, he would integrate his forces, find Oscar's whereabouts, and at the same time weaken the Dai family and gain enough voice for the Zhu family.

The sky of the capital was shrouded in darkness. In an open space outside the imperial city of the Xingluo Empire, the air was filled with a strong smell of blood.

The moonlight shone down, illuminating a lonely and arrogant figure. Lu Yu was holding a strangely shaped golden weapon, with a faint blue smoke still coming out of the muzzle.

The soul masters around held their breath, their eyes filled with shock and fear.

Just a moment ago, a Titled Douluo fell to the ground with the roar of this weapon, his soul shield shattered, his body pierced by countless bullets, and a blood mist spread in the night sky.

"You...who are you?"

An old man in gorgeous clothes, with a strong but slightly trembling aura, stared at Lu Yu, his voice filled with disbelief.

Behind him, several Titled Douluo also had solemn expressions, their spirit rings flickering under their feet, but no one dared to act rashly.

Lu Yu sneered and slowly raised the golden Gatling gun in his hand. The texture of the metal glowed with a cold luster in the moonlight.

"My purpose for coming here is simple,"

His voice was low but clear, spreading throughout the room, "Kill the Titled Douluo."

Before he finished speaking, his body shook, and the golden Gatling gun in his hand made a deafening roar again.

A golden rain of bullets poured out like a torrent, aiming directly at another Titled Douluo.

"Quick, defend!"

The Titled Douluo roared, and his nine soul rings bloomed instantly. His soul power condensed into a thick light shield, trying to resist this terrifying attack.

However, the power of the Golden Gatling gun was far beyond imagination. Twenty thousand bullets poured out in just two minutes and hit his head accurately.

The light shield shattered bit by bit under the impact of the rain of bullets. A hint of despair flashed in the eyes of the Titled Douluo. The next moment, his body was shot into a sieve and he fell to the ground with a bang.

"Impossible... How is this possible!?"

The soul masters around were almost speechless. Everyone on the continent knew how powerful the Titled Douluo were, but at this moment they were killed one after another at the hands of Lu Yu.

Some young soul masters even felt their legs go weak and they collapsed to the ground, staring at the figure with dull eyes.

"Who else?"

Lu Yu's voice was cold, and the golden Gatling gun in his hand had disappeared, replaced by a more rugged shotgun.

The muzzle of the gun exudes a dangerous aura, as if it can devour all life at any time.

"Come together! He's alone!"

A Titled Douluo gritted his teeth and tried to encourage others to join forces.

As soon as he finished speaking, several figures rushed towards Lu Yu, the light of their soul skills intertwined in the night sky, and murderous intent was everywhere.

However, Lu Yu just slightly turned sideways, raised the shotgun, and with a loud bang, a fierce flame spurted out of the muzzle.

"boom!"

A shotgun shell exploded at close range, and the terrifying impact force directly blew away the Titled Douluo who was rushing in the front. A huge bloody hole exploded in his chest, and he died before his soul ring could fully bloom.

Seeing this, the other Titled Douluo stopped in their tracks with fear in their eyes.

"Are you coming again?"

The corners of Lu Yu's mouth rose slightly, but there was no smile in his eyes.

He stepped forward, firing his shotgun repeatedly, each shot precise and with devastating force.

In just a few minutes, eight Titled Douluo fell one after another, the ground was stained with blood, and the light of their spirit rings dimmed in the night sky.

"Monster... He's a monster!"

A surviving Titled Douluo's voice trembled as he stepped back unconsciously.

Although his soul power was strong, he felt powerless in front of Lu Yu's weapon.

"Lu Yu, stop it!"

A hurried voice was heard, and Davis' figure flew over from a distance, with anxiety and helplessness on his face.

He landed in front of Lu Yu and said with a cupped hand, "Brother Lu Yu, how about we end this matter here? We in the Xingluo Empire have no intention of offending you!"

Lu Yu glanced at him, slowly put away the shotgun, and said indifferently: “What happened today is a lesson for you.

Don't think that you can act recklessly just because you're a Titled Douluo."

He took out a shimmering talisman from his arms, squeezed it gently, and his body instantly disappeared from the spot, leaving only silence.

Davis stood there, his face as gloomy as water.

He looked around, his eyes sweeping over the frightened soul masters, and said in a deep voice: "No one is allowed to tell anyone about what happened tonight! Anyone who violates this will be killed without mercy!"

He paused, then looked at the few surviving Titled Douluo, "You, quickly deal with the soldiers who witnessed this, and make sure the news doesn't leak out."

"Yes, Your Highness!"

Several Title Douluo nodded quickly, but there was a hint of uneasiness in their eyes.

The impact of this incident was too great; how could it be easily sealed off? As the night deepened, the atmosphere within the Imperial City grew increasingly eerie.

Although Davis arranged for people to block the news overnight, by the next morning, the rumor that Lu Yu had killed ten Titled Douluo alone spread like wildfire in the capital.

On the streets, in the alleys, in the taverns and teahouses, people were talking about it.

"I heard someone killed ten Title Douluo outside the Imperial City last night! Those were Title Douluo!"

A soul master in the teahouse lowered his voice, his eyes full of shock.

"Impossible, right? Titled Douluo are so powerful, who could do such a thing?"

The companion next to him shook his head, his face full of doubt.

"It is said that the man's name is Lu Yu, and he is holding a soul guide that has never been seen before. The power is so terrifying that even a Titled Douluo cannot stop it!"

Another person interjected, a hint of awe in their tone.

At the same time, in the Zhu family's hall, the head of the Zhu family sat in the main seat, holding a piece of newly delivered information in his hand, his face gloomy and uncertain.

The intelligence clearly recorded what happened last night. Ten Titled Douluo died and the Dai family suffered heavy losses.

He took a deep breath and murmured, "Lu Yu... Where on earth does this kid come from? How could he be able to do such a thing?"

"Father, what do you want from me?"

A cold voice interrupted his thoughts, and Zhu Zhuqing walked slowly into the hall with a look of doubt between her brows.

Patriarch Zhu looked up at his daughter and said in a deep voice, "Zhu Qing, have you heard about what happened last night?"

Zhu Zhuqing frowned slightly and shook her head, saying, "I've heard some rumors that someone killed ten Titled Douluo, but I don't believe it.

Lu Yu is only a Soul Emperor, how could he possibly do such a thing?"

Her tone was calm, but she couldn't hide her inner worry.

The head of the Zhu family narrowed his eyes and said slowly: "If this is true, the Dai family's strength will be greatly damaged, and the status of my Zhu family will be further improved.

Zhu Qing, the matter between you and Dai Mubai..."

"I don't like Dai Mubai."

Zhu Zhuqing interrupted without hesitation, her eyes firm, "I already have someone I like."

The Zhu family head was stunned for a moment, then tentatively asked, "What about Lu Yu? If he really has such strength, marrying him would be of great benefit to both you and my Zhu family."

Zhu Zhuqing heard this, a strange look flashed in her eyes, and she shook her head and said, "Father, I know Lu Yu's strength well, he can't do such a thing.

Besides, he and I are just friends."

She paused, a hint of uneasiness in her tone, "I'm just worried...if he's really involved in this."

The head of the Zhu family didn't say anything more, just waved his hand and asked her to leave.

After a moment, he stood up and headed for the palace.

As soon as he stepped into the meeting hall, he found that the heads of several other major families were also there, and the atmosphere was solemn.

Everyone looked at each other, with a hint of temptation in their eyes.

"Everyone, I have summoned you here today to discuss an important matter."

The Xingluo Emperor sat on the dragon throne, his voice low but filled with unquestionable majesty, "Recently there have been rumors that a Titled Douluo was killed outside our imperial city. This is purely a rumor, do not believe it lightly."

A family head bowed and said, "Your Majesty, the rumors are so true. Is this true?"

Emperor Xingluo waved his hand and said calmly, "It's just some scoundrels spreading rumors.

However, the palace has been short-staffed recently, and there are assassins trying to harm the two princes. I need you to arrange for some personnel to help guard the palace for a while."

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone in the hall was startled.

Although the Star Luo Emperor vehemently denied it, this statement made people even more convinced that the Titled Douluo's murder was most likely true.

The head of the Zhu family lowered his head and said nothing, but he was secretly thinking in his heart: Lu Yu, who exactly is this person?

Deep within the Xingluo Empire's palace, in a lavishly decorated yet majestic meeting hall, the lights were on, and portraits of Xingluo's emperors from past dynasties were carved on the walls. A heavy, solemn atmosphere hung in the air.

Around the large rosewood table sat a dozen or so family heads in brocade robes. Their expressions were either solemn, cautious, or tentative.

Xingluo Emperor Dai Haoran sat in the main seat, wearing a black robe with gold edges. His face was majestic, and his eyes swept over everyone present like an eagle, with an unquestionable sense of oppression.

"Everyone, we have gathered here today to discuss important matters concerning the future of the empire."

Dai Haoran's voice was low and a little tired, but still resounding. "Ten Titled Douluo have fallen, and the foundation of the empire has been shaken. I would like to hear your opinions."

An old man sitting on the left, Xu Tianhua, the head of the Xu family, frowned and spoke with a hint of helplessness in his voice: "Your Majesty, the Xu family suffered heavy losses this time. Nearly half of the family's spirit masters were killed. We are really unable to cope.

If we send more people, I'm afraid it will be difficult to sustain."

As soon as these words were spoken, the atmosphere in the conference room became subtle. Several eyes fell on Xu Tianhua, some with sympathy, while others with a hint of disdain.

Li Changfeng, the head of the Li family on the right, snorted coldly, his tone carrying a hint of generosity: "Master Xu, the empire is currently in a turbulent time. The two princes are gifted and are the future of our Xingluo! Sending people to protect the princes is not only necessary for the empire, but also an opportunity for our families to show their loyalty.

If Patriarch Xu feels overwhelmed, I am willing to send a few more Soul Saints to guard the Second Prince!"