Douluo’s Fate Blessed Melee Archer

Chapter 143: The Fake Depressed Patient, Ye "Sorrowful" LingLing

Dugu Yan was worried sick, but after dragging her best friend out, she quickly calmed down.

Ye LingLing was not like her she had let her emotions cloud her judgment. In the end, she brought her home first and then sent someone to the Spirit Hall to inform Han Li.

Meanwhile, Han Li, who had just returned to the Spirit Hall with Dugu Bo, had no choice but to immediately head to the Dugu residence.

Tian Dou City, Dugu Residence

After listening to the three girls' explanations, Han Li turned his gaze toward Ye LingLing, who was sitting quietly on the other side of the hall.

She had already put her veil back on, restoring her usual cool and distant demeanor. From the outside, there were no visible abnormalities at all.

Noticing his gaze, Ye LingLing lightly nodded at him a simple greeting.

"Miss Ye, this is our first time meeting. Would you mind having a little chat with me?"

Han Li didn't try to act overly familiar but instead greeted her in a polite and normal manner.

Ye LingLing glanced at him, and from beneath the veil, her gentle voice sounded:

"Of course not. You're Yan's friend, after all."

She paused for a moment before continuing:

"But you don't need to take this too seriously. I'm fine. Yan is just exaggerating things a little."

"Mm, I thought so too."

Han Li followed along smoothly, his expression completely neutral, ignoring Dugu Yan furiously poking his back in dissatisfaction.

In the original story, Ye LingLing wasn't described much, but she seemed relatively normal.

It was only mentioned that she was cold and distant and that even when she was with teammates, she would always choose the darkest corner of the room.

Yes, there were mentions of loneliness, but she still healed and encouraged her teammates when necessary.

Han Li had once considered recruiting her due to the Nine Heart Begonia, but after learning about the Ye family's situation, he completely abandoned the idea.

But now, after hearing Dugu Yan's description, something felt off.

Why did she sound like a depressed patient?

Her behavior eerily matched the symptoms of smiling depression a term Han Li had heard about in a previous life on some variety show.

But while he could talk about it, actually treating it? No way. That wasn't his area.

"Mm, I knew Yan was overthinking. This is simply my fate. Everyone has a predetermined path like you, and like me."

For some reason, Han Li's agreement seemed to trigger a reaction in Ye LingLing.

Her voice softened, and something in her demeanor shifted almost as if she had found a kindred spirit.

Han Li's expression stiffened for a second.

Wait a minute no, no, no. That's not what I meant. Don't put me in the same category as you.

Damn, this is way worse than I thought.

Could this be a side effect of Dugu Yan leaving early?

Had Ye LingLing lost her only real social connection, leading to this state?

"You believe in fate?"

Han Li forced himself to continue the conversation. He had just said he wanted to chat he couldn't back out now.

"Yes, I do. No one understands destiny better than the Nine Heart Begonia."

Ye LingLing nodded calmly, but the loneliness in her eyes deepened.

"Because your martial soul is always passed down to only one successor?"

Han Li keenly caught the core of her statement.

"Yes. The birth of one Nine Heart Begonia means the fall of another. If this isn't fate, then what is?"

"We are like wanderers both blessed and cursed by destiny. Our power is a gift of healing for others, but we ourselves must bear the inevitable price."

Her voice carried a hint of emptiness, her words sounding more like a poetic lament.

Han Li watched her quietly.

Indeed, just as the others had said her thoughts were deeply depressive.

But the dramatic phrasing showed she still had some hope.

This wasn't true despair it was long term suppression.

She had been bottling it up for too long, unsure how to release it.

It was like those nights in his past life where he'd randomly start feeling emo except hers was far worse.

In a world that didn't care about mental health, she had simply spiraled deeper into self doubt.

…Wait a minute.

Did the ancestor of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan go through something similar?

A thought suddenly flashed through Han Li's mind.

"Your family must have researched your martial soul, right?"

He deliberately pulled her thoughts back.

"Yes, but we never found an answer."

Ye LingLing shook her head, sounding completely resigned.

It was something every generation of Nine Heart Begonia soul masters had attempted.

"Then… have you ever considered that your martial soul's limitation is just a defect, like the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda?"

Han Li was careful with his words he didn't want to push her too hard, just redirect her perspective.

Meanwhile, deep in his mind, he was summoning his "obedient son" the consciousness of the Douluo Plane to verify the truth.

"My mother and the elders have suggested the same thing, but I still believe this is fate. Otherwise, throughout all these years, why has there never been three Nine Heart Begonia soul masters alive at the same time?"

Ye LingLing's voice grew firmer, as if she was clinging to her beliefs.

By the time Han Li finished his mental conversation with the Douluo Plane consciousness and heard her reply, his expression turned strange.

"I hope you don't mind me asking, Miss Ye, but… has the Nine Heart Begonia only ever appeared in your family's main bloodline? Has it ever manifested in branch families?"

His question made Ye LingLing pause, but after a moment of thought, she nodded.

She had studied all of the Ye Clan's records due to her martial soul, and she knew this was true.

Seeing her confirmation, Han Li also nodded slightly but didn't continue questioning her.

Ye LingLing noticed this and quietly returned to her usual cold demeanor.

Dugu Yan glanced between them before standing up and saying,

"Bing'er, Xiu'er stay here with LingLing for a bit. I need to talk to Han Li."

Then, without waiting for an answer, she dragged Han Li out of the hall.

"Han Li! You know something, don't you? Why did you suddenly stop? Is LingLing… okay?"

She gripped Han Li's sleeve tightly, her voice full of concern as she glanced back toward the hall.

"She's fine."

"She just doesn't interact with enough people and let herself fall into the wrong mindset. As long as she stops overthinking, she'll be fine."

"Though… it's not just her. The entire Ye family has a bigger problem."

Han Li's expression darkened slightly as he recalled what the Douluo Plane consciousness had told him.

The Ye Clan had dug a very deep hole for themselves.

But at the same time, their current stability was also thanks to that very same hole.

It was ironic.

"What do you mean?! The whole Ye family?! Are they all like LingLing?!"

Dugu Yan looked stunned.

(End of Chapter)

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