Douluo Dalu 3: Legend of the White Fox

Xia Yi pushed the car to its maximum speed. However, when he was still three kilometers away from the wedding procession, he was stopped.

It wasn't just him—countless other vehicles had also been blocked.

To ensure that nothing unexpected happened at the wedding, the entire Shrek City Defense Army had been mobilized. Within a three-kilometer radius of the wedding convoy, all other vehicles were strictly prohibited.

Anyone who wanted to watch could only do so from behind the temporary barricades set up by the Shrek City Defense Army.

However, Xia Yi and Gu Yue were exceptions.

The moment the Shrek City Defense Army stopped their car and saw who was inside, they let them pass without hesitation.

After all, they were nominally Leng Yaozhu's only disciples—who would dare to stop them today?

If they missed the wedding because of this, no one could afford to take responsibility.

As soon as Xia Yi entered the restricted lanes under the military's control, he felt a sense of freedom.

On the eight-lane main road, his car was the only one driving, while both sides of the road were packed with spectators.

"Who is that? How can they be on the road? Wasn't the road closed by the City Defense Army? How did they get through?"

"No idea, but judging by the situation, they must be someone important. Look, there are even City Defense Army mechas escorting them from the air!"

"You're right! Five black mechas! That's a huge show of force!"

Very soon, Xia Yi saw the Shrek Academy wedding convoy.

The procession was so large that its end was nowhere in sight.

At its center were rows of luxurious cars, flanked by over a hundred black mechas. But what was truly shocking were the nine red silhouettes in the sky.

Yes, there were nine red mechas, forming a V-shaped formation in the air.

The visual impact was unprecedented.

Although red mechas did not enhance combat abilities as much as four-word battle armor, their visual appeal far exceeded that of four-word battle armor.

Mechas had their own unique charm. Ever since mechas were invented, countless people had abandoned battle armor research to focus on them.

Some powerful soul masters had even given up on cultivating themselves just to pursue mecha technology.

This was the unique allure of mechas—something battle armor could never replace.

Among the nine red mechas, the one leading at the front was the most striking.

Its legs had a sleek, elegant design. The red mecha was adorned with dark gold patterns, and unlike ordinary mechas, which were composed of numerous parts, this one had noticeably fewer separate components. For instance, its ankle joints and feet seemed to be seamlessly connected, appearing as a single structure.

Moving upward, its calves and thighs maintained the same seamless design.

Rather than a mecha, it looked more like a scaled-up human.

Its body was slender, with proportions closely resembling those of a human. The primary color was crimson, with dark gold patterns as accents. It had no particularly flashy embellishments, nor did it bear excessive armor plating.

Compared to the towering black mechas that stood over ten meters tall, this red mecha was much smaller—only about six meters high.

It looked far more compact and agile. Strangely enough, Xia Yi couldn't spot any visible weapons on it. Its overall appearance was elegant and lightweight.

Most mechas had an unmistakably mechanical look, but this red mecha looked more like a scaled-up human clad in simple armor.

It didn't exude an overwhelming presence, yet its streamlined design made it seem like a work of art. No matter how discerning one's aesthetic standards were, there was not a single flaw to be found.

The nine red mechas in the air continuously performed high-difficulty maneuvers in perfect unison, even executing a synchronized military martial arts routine.

Then, in a brilliant flash of red light, they transformed midair into nine dazzling red soul-guided sports cars. Their streamlined designs were impeccable, with two seats each, gliding smoothly through the sky.

Another flash of red light followed, and the mechas morphed into aircraft, exuding an overwhelming, sharp aura.

Finally, the red light flashed once more, and they returned to their original humanoid forms. However, this time, their arms spun rapidly, revealing countless soul-guided cannon barrels.

Their bodies lowered into a seated position, transforming into a massive artillery platform equipped with over a hundred soul-guided cannons, with a central main cannon boasting a nearly one-meter-wide barrel.

This…

There were only two words that could describe what Xia Yi was feeling: mind-blowing.

Was this still a mecha? Could mechas really achieve this level? Could they be this agile? Could they transform like this?

"One day, I'll build a platinum mecha even flashier than these," Xia Yi declared confidently.

Mecha levels were classified by the color of soul rings. Above red, the next level was platinum, representing a million-year soul ring.

"No way! I absolutely won't agree to you researching mechas!" Gu Yue was startled by his words. "I heard from our teacher that red mechas are a never-ending path, especially for men. More than 80% of guys who get into red mecha research become obsessed and stall in every other aspect of their lives!"

In her eyes, Xia Yi's future lay in four-word battle armor, in becoming an Ultimate Douluo, or even reaching godhood.

He absolutely should not settle for being a Titled Douluo or a Super Douluo obsessed with red mechas.

She would never approve of him spending too much energy on mechas.

"Relax, I know my limits." Xia Yi smiled confidently.

Of course, he understood what Gu Yue was talking about.

He would study mechas, but only if it didn't interfere with his own cultivation.

"In that case, I'm relieved." Gu Yue glanced at Xia Yi, then turned to look at the Shrek Academy procession again.

She believed in him.

If Xia Yi had one unreliable trait, it would probably be his tendency to speak nonsense.

But aside from his reckless mouth, Xia Yi had never once let her down when it came to serious matters.

At the very front of the V-shaped formation of nine red mechas, Yun Ming stood clad in his wedding robes, stepping on his Sky Piercing Divine Spear, flying with effortless grace—as flashy as ever.

Beside him, the members of the Sea God's Pavilion lined up in a row.

The spectacle had both grandeur and presence.

"So that's Sky Covering Douluo! No wonder he's the strongest on the continent! I heard he's almost a hundred years old, but he still looks so young and handsome!"

The crowd was buzzing with excitement.

"What do you mean 'almost' a hundred? He's already over a hundred years old!" someone corrected.

"That's nonsense! I heard Sky Covering Douluo isn't even ninety yet!" a young girl refuted.

"Exactly! He's in his eighties and still so handsome and charming. No wonder Heavenly Phoenix Douluo waited so many years for him! If it were me, I'd wait too!"

Some fangirls even held up banners and shouted through soul-guided megaphones, screaming at the top of their lungs:

"Skycovering Douluo, we love you!"

Even if their voices went hoarse, they didn't care.

"Congratulations, Yun MIng! Looks like your charm is still as strong as ever," Long Yeyue teased with a smirk.

"Moon Sister, please don't mock me." Yun Ming shook his head helplessly.

Originally, he was Tianzun Douluo's disciple, meaning he should have called Long Yeyue 'Shiniang' (Master's Wife).

But after Tianzun Douluo passed away, Long Yeyue forced him to call her 'Moon Sister', claiming that "Shiniang" made her sound old.

However, the Sea God's Pavilion members all knew the truth.

The reality was that Long Yeyue never acknowledged Tianzun Douluo as her husband.

In fact, rumors said she married Tianzun Douluo purely to spite Hanhai Douluo, Chen Xinjie.

She and Tianzun Douluo never even had a real marital relationship.

That was why, despite being married for so many years, they never had children.

Of course, this was a forbidden topic—no one dared to mention it.

Yun Ming only called her 'Moon Sister' because he, too, did not recognize her as his 'Shiniang'.

If Long Yeyue had truly been his master's wife, he would never have dared to address her so casually.