Douluo; Zhongli Adventures in Mortal World with Paimon

In Shi Nian's perspective, since both he and Wang Chen were Soul Saints, the latter should at least show some restraint or caution toward him.

After all, Shi Nian was a particularly troublesome type of Soul Saint, even among those of his level.

Even soul masters with slightly higher spirit power levels usually avoided battling him.

What he didn't expect was that this "young man" showed no hesitation or restraint at all, catching him entirely off guard.

Just as Shi Nian was about to let out a sinister laugh, reality delivered him a harsh slap in the face.

The overwhelming gravity made it difficult for him to breathe, let alone use soul skills to counterattack.

"Impossible! This is impossible!"

How could Wang Chen, another Soul Saint, be so much stronger than Shi Nian?

The other party didn't even use any soul skills. Merely relying on his martial soul's unique properties, Wang Chen forced Shi Nian to defend with all his might—and even that wasn't enough!

If Wang Chen were to unleash a soul skill, wouldn't Shi Nian be defeated instantly, reduced to nothing in mere moments?

In the shadows, Qian Renxue's eyes twitched with shock. She was even more stunned than Shi Nian.

Glancing between Wang Chen and Zhongli, she couldn't help but tremble.

She, who was hailed as the Douluo Continent's greatest genius, a natural prodigy with innate Level 20 soul power, stood as a symbol of unmatched glory.

Years of effort had brought her to the rank of Soul Emperor at a young age, and she was close to reaching Soul Saint.

Yet…

What was her effort worth in comparison to others?

If it weren't for Paimon, she wouldn't have believed that Wang Chen was only fifteen!

"The so-called genius, the so-called prodigy..."

"In the face of his blessings, all seem dim and dull."

"My persistence, my hard work—what do they even count for?"

"If he wished, reshaping this world would be as simple as lifting a finger!"

Qian Renxue stared at Zhongli, her thoughts churning.

Her worldview had been shattered again—or perhaps, it had long since been broken.

If even Zhu Zhuqing could see it, how could Qian Renxue not?

This Wang Chen was undoubtedly a "creation" of Zhongli!

"Wow, has little Wang Chen become so powerful already?"

"I remember two and a half years ago, he had to go all out just to deal with a few wolf bandits."

"I didn't expect his transformation to be this drastic!"

Paimon exclaimed in astonishment, her wide eyes blinking as she turned to Zhongli.

"Zhongli, was this within your expectations?"

Hearing this, Zhongli nodded calmly. Wang Chen's current strength didn't surprise him much.

After all, Wang Chen's Vision was something Zhongli had personally provided.

He was naturally well aware of the extent to which the Vision could be developed.

"It is both within my expectations and slightly beyond them," Zhongli remarked, his tone steady. "He is more resolute than I had anticipated."

For Zhongli to give such high praise left Qian Renxue and Paimon momentarily at a loss.

This elder rarely offered such compliments.

In the past, any praise he gave was typically superficial; only he himself knew what he truly thought deep down.

"Sigh~"

As if recalling something, Paimon walked up to Zhongli, tugged at his sleeve, and said, "Zhongli, you've helped little Wang Chen and little Chi Yu become stronger. Could you..."

She paused, as if steeling herself for something, then clenched her tiny fists and continued:

"Could you look at me? Is there a chance for me to become stronger too?"

At present, her strength was only about a fifth of that of a wild boar. If word got out, it would be mortifying. But if there was a chance, Paimon also wanted to grow stronger!

After all, they were such close companions, especially after arriving in the Douluo Continent. Wouldn't giving her a Vision be reasonable?

Zhongli and Qian Renxue both froze for a moment, caught off guard by her request.

However, their thoughts differed, as they had access to vastly different pieces of information.

Qian Renxue merely glanced at Paimon before shifting her gaze toward Zhongli.

Based on the information she had, Paimon was considered Zhongli's "martial soul." If she wanted to become stronger, all she needed to do was absorb soul rings. It was just a matter of when Zhongli would help her acquire them.

As for Zhongli himself, he looked at Paimon with a composed expression but fell into deep thought.

This little one absorbs so much energy every day—where does it even go?

Given the current circumstances, it was essentially impossible for her to grow stronger.

As for a Vision, Zhongli hadn't even considered it because he couldn't discern Paimon's "wish."

After a moment of contemplation, Zhongli finally spoke.

"From a rational perspective, Paimon, it's commendable that you want to become stronger."

"But for now, I haven't found a way to make you stronger."

Hearing this, Paimon sighed with slight regret, but she didn't seem too disappointed.

Of course, it would have been great if she could grow stronger. But if she couldn't, wasn't Zhongli there to protect her?

As for the Vision it seemed like something she could only dream of.

"???"

Qian Renxue couldn't help but furrow her brow in confusion. She understood every single word in the conversation between Paimon and Zhongli, but when put together, they didn't make much sense to her.

Temporarily unable to find a way to make Paimon stronger?

Qian Renxue felt her brain shrink as her expression filled with bewilderment.

Wasn't Paimon a martial soul? Couldn't Zhongli just take her to absorb soul rings and make her stronger in no time?

Or perhaps Zhongli hadn't found a suitable soul beast?

That must be it. Otherwise, why else would he say such a thing?

"Don't worry, little Paimon. As soon as I hear about a 100,000-year space-attribute soul beast, I'll let you know immediately!"

Qian Renxue spoke with utmost sincerity.

Paimon: "???"

What use would she have for a 100,000-year space-attribute soul beast?

Zhongli glanced sideways at Qian Renxue but quickly withdrew his gaze.

A 100,000-year space-attribute soul beast?

Even assuming such a creature existed in the Douluo Continent, it would be nearly impossible to locate.

Space and time were among the most mysterious and powerful attributes. If a soul beast of this caliber reached the 100,000-year level, it wouldn't be so easily discovered.

After some thought, Paimon suddenly understood.

She was a "martial soul" now, wasn't she? As a martial soul, she would need soul rings.

Feeling slightly embarrassed, Paimon rubbed her hands together and said with an awkward smile, "Thank you, Qinghe…"

Qian Renxue had previously instructed Paimon to address her by her alias based on her current guise.

Now appearing as "Xue Qinghe," it was natural for Paimon to call her Qinghe.

"There's no need to thank me. I'm also curious to see how powerful you'll become in the future, little Paimon."

"Xue Qinghe" smiled warmly—this was her genuine thought.

After all, Paimon had space-related attributes!

Meanwhile, Zhu Zhuqing had quietly distanced herself from the "battlefield," now standing about 200 meters away from Shi Nian and Wang Chen.

She could escape at any moment, yet she chose not to.

Even if she ran now, she wouldn't know where to go.

"He shouldn't lose, right?"

Zhu Zhuqing thought as she glanced at the two figures in the distance.

Since this young man was connected to Zhongli, his strength was surely not inferior to anyone else.