Chapter Fifteen: The Request

  But this made Shen's blood boil even more.

  As long as I get the Shenmen Fifteen Swords, restoring the Shen family will be hopeful, and it can also be considered as fulfilling Grandpa's wish.

  Thinking so, Shen Dou, who had been waiting for this moment for many years, decided to use his full strength to launch a fatal blow at Hundun, no longer holding back.

  His soul seemed to have seen through Shen Du's thoughts, and he said with a serious face: "You and I had no grudges, but you should not have entered my forest. Today, either you die or I perish!" As he spoke, his long sword was held horizontally, and he kept muttering something under his breath.

  All that was seen was his sword body gradually disappearing, becoming transparent, and completely invisible without a shadow.

  Shen Du was once again stunned by everything in front of him, and he pondered in his heart, what kind of swordsmanship this was, and couldn't see through it.

  "Hmph, you little brat, just wait for your death!" The soul's tone was no longer gentle, and his entire body radiated a golden yellow glow, seemingly preparing to strike with all his might.

  Shen Dou grasped the hilt of his sword with both hands, his eyes fixed intently on Hundun as he quietly concentrated his sword energy within the blade, preparing to meet Hundun's unknown sword technique head-on.

  But his soul was still motionless, his eyes slightly closed, as if he was concentrating and regulating his breath.

  The more it was so, the colder Shen Du felt in his heart. This kind of unpredictable waiting before the battle was like a person trapped in a bewildering world, unable to identify directions, quietly waiting for the arrival of death, just as terrifying.

  Until the lips that had been silently reciting the incantation finally came to a stop, did he finally open those extremely cold and indifferent eyes, shooting out a streak of eerie, chilling light from his pupils, causing Shen Dou to feel an unprecedented sense of terror.

  "Kid, you're starting to get scared."

  He had faced the likes of Fu Xiubo, a Sword Emperor-level super expert, but Shen Dou had never felt this kind of fear that originated from his soul before. Yet now, he suddenly discovered that he was genuinely feeling fearful deep down.

  This fear was not because he feared death, but because he feared that Soul Dullness would deal him a fatal blow, destroying all his dreams. He feared that with one full-strength strike, he could not kill Soul Dullness and miss the opportunity to repay Fei Lu's kindness.

  Both sides understand that a full-force strike means consuming all the internal force and sword energy in their body. If they fail to succeed, they will be easily killed by their opponent.

  Thus both sides were extremely cautious and stood in mid-air, neither daring to make a move.

  Suddenly, a dog barked in the distance.

  "Woof woof woof!"

  The barking of the dog seemed to have disturbed his tranquil mind, and he furrowed his brow as if worried about something.

  Shen Du felt that the time was ripe and suddenly shouted: "Kuang Jian Jue!"

  All the sword energy was poured into that orange long sword, and it shot out violently towards Soul Dull. The long sword emitted an orange glow because it was bearing the strong sword energy of a powerful swordsman, making a continuous "humming" sound, and also producing intense rotation.

  His soul was startled by the sudden change, and his right palm, which had been holding a sword, emitted a golden light. With a swift motion, he grasped Shen Dou's long sword.

  With a wave of his hand, Shen Du manipulated the long sword in mid-air, using force to push it back, forcing Soul Duan to retreat dozens of steps.

  His soul was faint, his feet stomped on the void, making a loud "Boom!" sound. His face was ferocious and stared at Shen Du, although he didn't speak, but his expression was enough to reveal his anxious mood at this moment.

  At this moment, two dog barks came from afar again.

  "Woof woof!"

  His soul was like a chaotic god, and he was actually injured by the sword energy of Shen Doujian's middle stage, spitting out a mouthful of black blood.

  "He's actually been poisoned!" Shen Du's face was filled with shock as he stared at everything, his sword energy retracted, and the long sword returned to Shen Du's hand.

  His pale body fell from the void, smiling at Shen Du, and pulled out a tattered sword manual from his arms, throwing it to Shen Du with force.

  Shen Du received the sword manual and became even more perplexed, exclaiming in surprise: "What's going on here?!" His body moved swiftly as he went to receive Soul Dull's body.

  Only then did he realize that his soulless body was extremely weak and frail, his breath weak and faint. He grasped Shen Dou's collar with a pained expression, his eyes flashing as he begged in a low voice.

  "Please take my corpse to Happy Brother's place and let him devour my soul and flesh, only then can it alleviate the suffering of my body."

  Shen Du was shocked by the words, and he began to wonder what kind of person this Soul Duan was. He started thinking about why he wouldn't let anyone enter this forest, why he was poisoned, and why he wanted to give his body to Hapi Ge to devour. What kind of story did he have on his body? As he thought, they also landed smoothly on the ground.

  "Cough, cough." His soul was faint and he coughed up fresh blood, but he completely disregarded his own safety, using all his strength to grab onto Shen Dou's collar. His eyes wide open, he continued to plead: "Promise me! Promise me!"

  "This was something Shendu had never experienced before, and he could only nod heavily: "Alright, I promise you!"

  But he still didn't know who the Happy Brother was that Ling Dan had mentioned, and yet Ling Dan had already let out a sigh of relief, his two hands going limp as he died.

  Staring at Soul's pale face gradually turned white, a head of red hair suddenly self-ignited, turning into ashes. Bald Soul looked even more handsome, with black blood constantly overflowing from the corners of his mouth.

  Shen had no way of knowing what kind of strange poison he had taken, and for a moment he was bewildered, wondering how to get him back to Happy Brother.

  Just then, the strange bird that had flown away earlier flew back and circled above Shen Dou's head, saying:

  "You've actually killed Soul Dampening, it seems you're about to invite disaster upon yourself." The strange bird said as it prepared to leave.

  But was stopped by Shen Du who asked: "Excuse me, do you know where Hapi is?"

  "Hapi Ge, are you referring to that ugly and lame black dog that's been raised by Soul Tamer?" asked the strange bird in astonishment.

  "This, I'm not clear either, but Soul Dan made me send his body back to Happy Brother before he died." Shen Dou also started to entangle, could it be that Happy Brother was the dog that barked just now.

  "If that's the case, just keep walking west through this forest and you'll find a uniquely-shaped stilt house where Hapi is. But be careful on your way there, as you'll encounter all sorts of strange and ferocious beasts. If you're carrying a soul that's already deceased, it will attract even more attacks from these beasts."

  "Alright, thank you, strange bird." Shen Du looked at the strange bird with gratitude and said a word of thanks, then picked up the pale corpse and headed west.

  The strange bird was taken aback, "puff puff" flapping its wings, and said irritably: "You little brat, I have a name, don't call me a strange bird."

  "Oh?" Shen Du stopped in his tracks and turned to look at the strange bird hovering in mid-air, a playful smile on his face as he asked, "So, what's your name then?"

  "Everyone calls me Mo Mei, I'm the most Mo in Jiuyou City." The strange bird said with a pleased expression.

  But Shen Dou burst out laughing so hard that he almost spat out his stomach acid, "What, Meng Mei, you!" Shen Dou shook his head and continued to head west, no longer paying attention to the strange bird.

  The strange bird seemed to be discontented, flapping its wings and following closely, chirping and shouting: "Hey, what's your attitude? I've helped you a lot, what's your attitude?"