Douluo Dalu: Beginning with Signing in with Yan Lingji

Chapter 159: Meng Yiran's Devotion

After giving Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong their soul bones, Zhao Ming walked over to Meng Yiran.

"You really don't have to prepare one for me. We've only just started," Meng Yiran said shyly, her eyes avoiding his. She was expectant but also felt embarrassed.

"How could I not? I'm always fair. If they get one, you should have one too," Zhao Ming said with a smile. "And yours won't be any less than theirs."

"This is a 40,000-year-old Blackscale Dragon Lizard torso bone. While it's not the best among torso bones, it's still pretty good. It's the only one I could find that suits you. Of course, you can choose not to absorb it and wait until I find a better one. After all, torso bones are important, and it's worth getting the best one possible." Zhao Ming smiled warmly.

"No, it's already perfect. I just… don't feel worthy." Meng Yiran's eyes turned red as she looked at Zhao Ming, her gaze filled with a mixture of emotions.

Tears welled up in her eyes.

Initially, she had agreed to pursue Zhao Ming partly to fulfill her grandparents' wishes. Although she had feelings for him, they were always mixed with ulterior motives.

But Zhao Ming wasn't like other men. He willingly gave her such a powerful soul bone.

They had only confirmed their relationship the day before, but it was clear he had prepared this soul bone for her long before that.

From the beginning, Zhao Ming had genuinely cared for her, not like those other men who only sought her for her beauty.

"Why wouldn't you be worthy? In my eyes, you've always been exceptional," Zhao Ming said with a warm smile.

"But…" Meng Yiran glanced at Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong, feeling a pang of insecurity.

"No more 'buts.' Take it. Otherwise, I might just claim you right here and now," Zhao Ming teased, his eyes twinkling as he looked at the beautiful Meng Yiran.

"You wouldn't dare!" Meng Yiran's eyes widened, and though she was a bit annoyed, she was also touched.

"Alright, take it. Absorbing this soul bone will significantly enhance your cultivation. If you don't, you might not be able to keep up with me," Zhao Ming said with a smile. Meng Yiran's talent might not match Zhu Zhuqing's or Ning Rongrong's—she was sixteen and only at Rank 31. But now that she was his, her future would not be ordinary.

Even if Meng Yiran's talent was lacking, he would use soul bones and other heavenly treasures to elevate her into a true genius.

"But my talent is nothing compared to yours," Meng Yiran said, feeling a bit dejected. The vast difference in their abilities left her feeling powerless.

"Who says your talent is lacking? Besides, with me by your side, your potential will only grow. No matter what, I'll ensure you reach the level of a Titled Douluo," Zhao Ming said confidently.

"Yeah, right." Meng Yiran looked at him skeptically. She knew her talent well; at best, she could reach the level of a Soul Emperor or maybe a Soul Sage like her grandmother. But beyond that was impossible.

Turning someone with the talent of a Soul Sage into a Titled Douluo seemed like a fantasy. The gap between the two was just too vast.

"I'm not exaggerating. If I say I'll make you a Titled Douluo, I will."

"Honestly, I never expected to become a Titled Douluo. As long as you don't mind my lower cultivation, I don't care about that," Meng Yiran said softly, feeling deeply moved by Zhao Ming's words. She knew that helping her reach the rank of a Titled Douluo would be a tremendous effort, and she didn't want Zhao Ming to go to such lengths for her.

Despite her origins in a spirit beast family, Meng Yiran had led a relatively sheltered life and wasn't familiar with the greater world. In her family, even an ordinary soul bone was treated as a treasured heirloom.

Now, Zhao Ming had given her something she could never have imagined owning, and she was already satisfied beyond measure. She didn't dare to hope for more.

"My woman will be someone others look up to," Zhao Ming said with a smile, pulling Meng Yiran into his embrace and making a promise.

"Absorb the soul bone now. Although its age is high, I've treated it with special methods, so you can safely absorb it. You'll become much stronger afterward." Zhao Ming smiled brightly.

At that moment, Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong had quietly left the room, leaving only Zhao Ming and Meng Yiran.

Meng Yiran looked into Zhao Ming's eyes and nodded.

The torso bone was one of the most crucial parts for a soul master. Absorbing a torso bone would yield great benefits. Looking at the soul bone, she felt no hesitation.

Because in her heart, she had already accepted Zhao Ming as hers.

Since she was his, what more was there to worry about?

Absorbing this soul bone would allow her to close the gap between her and Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong. If she trained diligently, she might even catch up to or surpass them.

Then, she would have the confidence to stand by Zhao Ming's side.

Sitting cross-legged, Meng Yiran began the process of absorbing the soul bone, while Zhao Ming stayed close to protect her.

Everything progressed smoothly; there were no accidents as she absorbed the soul bone.

Under the influence of the soul bone's power, her soul power broke through Rank 32.

An hour later, she had reached Rank 33.

"My soul power…" Meng Yiran marveled at the surge of energy within her, feeling overjoyed. Before entering the Star Dou Forest, she had only been at Rank 30. In less than a month, she had advanced to Rank 33, and she was close to Rank 34.

Previously, she would never have imagined such rapid progress. It used to take her over a year to make such advances, but now it had happened in just a month.

"Very impressive," Zhao Ming said approvingly.

"Zhao Ming, you're amazing." Meng Yiran looked at Zhao Ming, her eyes filled with warmth.

"It's nothing. After all, you're my precious one." Zhao Ming ruffled her hair affectionately. "It's getting late; you should head back and rest."

"Are you really that eager to send me away?" Meng Yiran's eyes held a mix of determination and warmth.

"If you don't leave, what do you expect might happen?" Zhao Ming teased with a wicked grin.

"Zhuqing and the others are probably already asleep. If I go back now, I might wake them up. Your room seems big enough, so…" Meng Yiran's face blushed a deep red.

"Alright, but with you being this beautiful, I might not be able to control myself."