Douluo Dalu: Transforming Soul Rings into Soul Veins

Spirit City.

Extraordinarily bustling.

Parties from all corners gathered. Ever since Lin Feng had announced the Soul Veins, it had once again set off a monstrous wave in the soul master world.

However, this time, the number of people who had a real, practical reaction was in the minority.

For such a major theoretical achievement, and one that was only just being piloted...

Even if it were placed on Blue Star, at most it would only become a hot topic of conversation among the populace after tea and meals.

To know in one's heart that this thing existed and to feel proud of it—this was already enough. After all, it was not something they could come into contact with.

It was not like those few paths before, where one could concretely reap benefits for themselves.

They could only hold onto a longing in their hearts, hoping that it would slowly be promoted.

And at this time, the factions or families that possessed top-tier resources began to have ideas.

Ordinary people couldn't, because they had no connections.

One could even say they didn't have any top-talent soul masters.

The martial soul bloodlines of the Douluo Continent had long since divided it into individual family clans. Over the years, they had formed hidden hierarchies.

Lin Feng had said that he wanted to select a batch of a new generation of soul masters with outstanding talent to be the first owners of the Soul Veins.

Then naturally, they would have to be chosen from the major sects, royal families, and other various factions.

Because the Soul Veins themselves had just begun, there was no intention of directly spreading them throughout the entire continent.

Not to mention anything else, the shaping of the Soul Veins at this time still required the guidance of Lin Feng's Innate Treasure Pearl.

Just shaping them one by one would be tiring to death.

Within Spirit City, the atmosphere became increasingly tense and full of expectation.

The envoys of the major sects and royal families shuttled between the magnificent palaces and solemn halls.

The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect, the Heaven Dou Imperial Family, the Star Luo Imperial Family, and so on.

Their eyes shone with a desire and calculation for this unknown power.

Every faction understood that the secret of the Soul Veins revealed by Lin Feng would be the key to changing the landscape of the soul master world.

Whoever could grasp it first would be able to seize the initiative in future competition.

Spirit Hall, as the current highest hall of authority in the Douluo Continent's soul master world, naturally became the central stage for this struggle.

In the Pontiff's Hall, Bibi Dong, seated on her throne, gazed at the gathered experts from all sides below.

On her beautiful face, there was an extra touch of mature charm compared to the past, and her figure was also more voluptuous.

But a cold severity was hidden between her brows.

She was secretly calculating how to bring the power of the Soul Veins into play, to bring these fellows below under the maximum control of Spirit Hall.

She knew very well that this was not just a pursuit of power, but also a decision about the future destiny of Spirit Hall.

These fellows possessed long histories and deep foundations. They would naturally not miss this once-in-a-millennium opportunity.

Among these sects, there was no lack of genius soul masters of the younger generation. They longed to walk at the forefront of the era through the baptism of the Soul Veins.

However, the distribution of the Soul Veins was no easy task.

It was necessary to ensure that the spots for the Soul Veins fell into the right hands to avoid unnecessary disputes and chaos.

As for how to choose the right spots, it was naturally up to the organizer to choose.

The thing was brought out by our Xiao Feng. You are all just here to attend a small meeting. Do you really think you can take away the decision-making power?

Wishful thinking!

Providing you with those paths for free before was already a sky-high fortune.

Ning Fengzhi looked at the unfriendly gaze of Yu Yuanzhen, who was looking at him, and deliberately averted his eyes.

"Uncle Sword."

"Mm."

Chen Xin's closed eyes opened slightly.

A sword intent shot out fiercely towards Yu Yuanzhen.

"Hmph."

Yu Yuanzhen condensed his soul power and blocked it.

But it inevitably caused the surrounding atmosphere to change abruptly.

The scene, which had been relatively quiet but still had some chatter, instantly became silent.

Chen Xin spoke:

"Sect Master Yu, it's better not to be too presumptuous. To show that kind of gaze and faint killing intent in front of so many colleagues, are you trying to make an enemy of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect?"

Yu Yuanzhen sneered:

"An enemy? Sword Douluo and Sect Master Ning are thinking too much.

I vaguely remember that the rumor of the three upper sects being one family a few years ago came from you.

How come these past few years, the dealings between the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect and my Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect, and the Clear Sky Sect, are no longer so close?

Instead..."

Yu Yuanzhen glanced towards the high Pontiff's throne.

"Instead, it seems you are secretly providing financial support to Spirit Hall. What kind of scheme is this?"

Ning Fengzhi smiled:

"Does Sect Master Yu have any basis for saying this?

I don't remember ever giving financial support to Spirit Hall. If you don't believe me, you can go and have a look at my Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's treasury. Where are any gold soul coins missing?"

Yu Yuanzhen looked at the old fox before him, slightly angered in his heart.

Yes, you didn't directly give them gold soul coins.

But you secretly handed over several industries to them. The matter of several industries secretly cooperating with them...

You don't expect me to say it out now, do you?

If this kind of thing were said in such a public occasion, it would be no different from directly placing myself on the opposite side of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect and Spirit Hall.

I'm not that bold...

My emotional intelligence is not that low.

He could only snort coldly and say no more.

The corners of Ning Fengzhi's mouth lifted slightly. He looked at the surrounding people with some confusion.

"Why has everyone stopped talking? Please don't let this little matter of mine affect everyone's mood.

Continue chatting, continue drinking. I will drink this cup first."

Ning Fengzhi toasted to all sides and drank.

The atmosphere suddenly became harmonious again.

"Heh~"

Bibi Dong watched the little farce below, sneering in her heart.

Lin Feng had done a very correct thing by roping in the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect beforehand.

On this Douluo Continent, the only ones who truly possessed Titled Douluo were the three upper sects and the two great empires.

And the Clear Sky Sect was already in seclusion, so its nine Titled Douluo could not come out.

The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect had two level 95 Super Douluo.

The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect had one level 95 Super Douluo.

And after directly poaching Dugu Bo, the Heaven Dou Empire had already lost its only truly mobilizable Titled Douluo.

The Star Luo Empire itself only had one Titled Douluo, and he was the type who was hidden in the dark and could not easily make a move.

There was no mention of his name even in the original novel.

With the current situation, and the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect having already abandoned the propaganda of the three upper sects being one family...

Spirit Hall now, just speaking of those on the surface, had seven Tributes, 8 elders, and Pontiff Bibi Dong. That was already 16 Titled Douluo.

And there were several with the strength of a Super Douluo above level 95.

If you counted those in the dark, over 20 was not an exaggeration.

It was also a good thing that Qian Daoliu was still alive, and his own lifespan still had several hundred years.

The continent also knew Qian Daoliu's character. Otherwise, I'm afraid they would have long since regarded Spirit Hall as a thorn in their side, a wolf hiding in the dark, biding its time, just waiting to reveal its sharp fangs.

Even now, the major factions were somewhat at odds with Spirit Hall.

"Everyone," Bibi Dong's voice echoed in the Pontiff's Hall, carrying an unquestionable majesty.

"The appearance of the Soul Veins is a once-in-a-millennium opportunity for the soul master world, a great revolution.

Perhaps before you came, you had already inquired about it through your own means.

What exactly these Soul Veins are, and what their effects are.

But without seeing it personally, I'm afraid you still can't appreciate its wonderful use. How about I demonstrate it for you?"

Feeling Bibi Dong's surging soul power, the expressions of everyone present couldn't help but change abruptly.

Ning Fengzhi looked at the Sword and Bone duo at his side.

"She..."

The Sword Douluo frowned tightly and nodded.

"Level 98. There's no mistake."

Ning Fengzhi's pupils suddenly widened.

"How old is she? This... are twin martial souls that terrifying?"

Because the situation was very favorable, and for some unknown reason, the Rakshasa God had not put down more of its divine power to corrode and suppress Bibi Dong's strength.

The current Bibi Dong directly exposed her own soul power level.

This was a deterrent.

Spirit Hall had lost a Pontiff a few years ago, that's true.

But it had also lost a Saintess.

Her current strength was enough to support this huge faction.

What she relied on was not just her previous ability to manage the other affairs of Spirit Hall.

Sufficiently powerful personal strength was also her reliance.

"Death's Sting."

Without summoning her martial soul at all, nor releasing her soul rings...

Between the light raise of Bibi Dong's fair hand, a conical purple soul power shot out, carrying an ultimate destructive power. It instantly bombarded a distant mountain peak, raising clouds of dust.

And Bibi Dong raised her hand again, and the conical soul power in her hand continuously changed its form.

Sometimes it turned into a sword's edge, sometimes into an arrow, sometimes into a spear.

An unknown brilliance began to flash in the eyes of the crowd.

One must know, a soul skill is released from a soul ring. This has been the principle since ancient times. Once released, its effect cannot be easily changed.

A change at will like Bibi Dong's, even the Sword Douluo Chen Xin would find it very difficult to do.

And that power, was that just a first soul skill?

And they had also known early on that the cultivation speed bonus brought by the Soul Veins and the degree of body nourishment was twice that of a single path.

Bibi Dong smiled and clapped her hands.

Dugu Yan, Hu Liena, and Ye Lingling walked out from the back.

Without summoning their martial souls and soul rings, they all released their own soul skills.

And after that, they summoned their own martial souls and soul rings.

Everyone present clearly sensed their soul power levels.

They had already reached Soul Elder, yet their first two soul rings were both missing, with only a purple soul ring in the third position.

And looking at the depth of that color, this third soul ring was of a very high age...

Ning Fengzhi could no longer suppress the throbbing in his heart:

"I wonder, Your Majesty the Pontiff, how will the selection be made?"

Xue Xing looked at Ye Lingling, who had already walked off the stage, a look of helplessness in his eyes.

I really shouldn't have back then.

Why did I just let the Ye family go so easily?

"Your Majesty the Pontiff, please give my Elephant Armored Sect a spot. My sect is willing to serve Spirit Hall."

"Your Majesty the Pontiff..."

"Thud—"

The Pontiff's scepter slammed on the ground.

Bibi Dong sat back on her throne, her eyes narrowed.

"Everyone, don't be so anxious.

To ensure fairness and justice, we at Spirit Hall have decided to specially set up a selection and review organization.

This organization will be personally supervised by Titled Douluo.

The spots will naturally be confirmed by them, with the minority submitting to the majority in a vote."

Yu Yuanzhen pressed down on the somewhat restless Yu Luomian beside him.

"Then I wonder, this review organization, how many Titled Douluo will it be composed of? Will each faction send one?"

Bibi Dong spoke faintly:

"However many there are, that's how many will be sent. One person is one vote."

"You!...

This is simply unreasonable! Are you going to count those secluded Titled Douluo from your Spirit Hall as well?"

Yu Yuanzhen's beard bristled with anger.

Bibi Dong snorted coldly:

"Sorry, right now, I am the Pontiff.

What I say, is reason!

If Sect Master Yu disagrees, you are free to leave."

Yu Yuanzhen gritted his teeth, the cup in his hand being crushed.

Ning Fengzhi shook his head:

"Your Majesty the Pontiff, why not just say that the final spots will be decided by you alone. This so-called review organization is a mere formality, with no practical need to exist.

I, Ning, do not have too many thoughts. I only hope that Your Majesty the Pontiff can achieve an appropriate 'fairness'."

Bibi Dong smiled a little.

"That's natural. Everyone might as well learn from Sect Master Ning. Don't have too big of a temper, and everyone can talk things over easily."

No matter how much resentment everyone had in their hearts, they could not show it.

After all, this thing was researched by their Spirit Hall's Holy Son.

Being able to let you drink some soup is already very good. If you make any more noise, they'll take your bowl away too.

Bibi Dong was not Qian Daoliu.

She was not so easy to talk to.

From the governance of Spirit Hall in these past 6 years, one could see that this was a domineering empress.

Bibi Dong watched as everyone fell silent.

She no longer mentioned anything about the review organization that didn't exist in the first place.

She directly announced:

"The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, the two great imperial families, the four lower sects...

Can all receive one spot."

Hearing these words, the leaders of the major factions mentioned who had come to Spirit City couldn't help but feel their anxiety ease a little.

Yu Yuanzhen, however, frowned.

"On what basis can their four lower sects receive the same one spot as our Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon family?"

"Oh? Does Sect Master Yu think my decision is unfair?

Then why don't you just give up this spot?"

Yu Luomian stood in front of his own sect master:

"Your Majesty the Pontiff has overthought it. That is not what my family's master meant. This resolution is very good. We do not object."

Among the four great families, the Tai Tan, however, jumped up.

"Your Majesty the Pontiff, today, it is only us few factions who have come. Why can the four lower sects get a spot, but you don't mention our four great families?"

Bibi Dong looked at the scratching Tai Tan, a teasing look in her eyes.

"The four great families, have you really separated from the Clear Sky Sect?

You should know that even though Tang Hao has already been brought to justice, there is still a rift between the Clear Sky Sect and Spirit Hall now.

It has already secluded itself from the world.

You four great families, have you really cut ties, or are you waiting for the old master to return, to pledge allegiance again?

You are attached to the Clear Sky Sect. It itself has not come. Where would your spot come from?

Unless you make an oath to never have any connection with the Clear Sky Sect again and make yourselves independent.

Or...

I can still consider giving you a spot.

The shaping of a Soul Vein is no easy task. My little...

Our Spirit Hall's Holy Son, Lin Feng, also has limited energy."

Tai Tan hung his head, looking at the silent Bai He at his side, and sighed heavily.

"Brother Wudi, say something."

Yang Wudi closed his eyes and said nothing.

In fact, after breaking away from the Clear Sky Sect, these four great families had already begun to gradually become independent.

But now, only a short 6 years have passed.

Not to mention the completely loyal Tai Tan, the other two great families also had deep feelings for the Clear Sky Sect. The matter of cutting ties at the speed of light was something they couldn't do in a short time.

However, the temptation of the Soul Veins was so great.

They really were a little unsure of what to do...

Yang Wudi was the first to leave. Bai He, seeing this, also followed behind him.

Niu Gao, on the other hand, snorted coldly:

"What dogshit Clear Sky Sect?

After that incident back then, they just left on their own.

Without any thought for the contributions we had made for them. They abandoned us, leaving us isolated and helpless.

As single-attribute families, our current survival pressure is not because of their actions.

That old fellow Bai He is also a fool. He still doesn't speak of his disgust for the Clear Sky Sect now.

And you, this damned fatty, what's in your head is a pile of... Look at your family's situation now, and you're still saying good things for the Clear Sky Sect, hmph!"

"Old Niu, you!"

Niu Gao cupped his hands towards Bibi Dong on the high platform.

"I, Niu, take my leave."

Bibi Dong nodded, a sharp light flashing in her eyes.

This Niu Gao's resentment towards the Clear Sky Sect is really deep. It doesn't seem like he's pretending.

Perhaps I can start to break through from him.

"Sect Master Tai Tan, do you need me to invite you?"

"...No need. I'll walk myself!"

Tai Tan walked away without looking back, frustrated.

The rest of the crowd did not stop them. After all, no one wanted to make Bibi Dong unhappy at a time like this.

The grudge between the Clear Sky Sect and Spirit Hall was something everyone knew about long ago.

As long as Spirit Hall did not announce that the Clear Sky Sect could re-emerge, this matter was not over.

Yu Yuanzhen said faintly:

"The new Pontiff is really domineering."

"You don't agree?"

Bibi Dong looked at Yu Yuanzhen with a smile that wasn't a smile.

Seeing that the two of them seemed to be about to cause trouble again, Ning Fengzhi quickly spoke up:

"Since Your Majesty the Pontiff has already confirmed the spots, why don't we let us decide on the specific personnel?

In a few more months, it will be the day of martial soul awakening. At that time, this spot will be given to my family's Rongrong.

It's just that there are still a few months' time. We'll need some convenience then."

Bibi Dong nodded:

"Sect Master Ning's situation is special and understandable. I will make arrangements for the Holy Son."

"The candidate chosen by my Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon family is Yu Tianheng."

"My Heaven Dou Empire has naturally chosen our Crown Prince, Xue Qinghe."

"My Star Luo Empire has not yet considered it. I will inform you later."

Xue Xing was stunned. He looked at the representative of Star Luo and suddenly sneered:

"Are you really not having considered it?

The selection method for your country's heir is really inhumane."

The representative of the Star Luo Empire had no expression on his face.

"Our Star Luo Great Emperor...

Also walked out from such an environment. Only the most extreme tempering can forge a will as strong as steel.

And give birth to a true expert.

This is the path they are destined to walk, being born in Star Luo.

Your Heaven Dou Empire...

Has long been corroded by the nobility. You should mind your own business."

"You!..."

"Xue Qinghe" pulled down the hand that Xue Xing was pointing at the representative.

"Our country's affairs do not need you to meddle. As the Crown Prince, I am destined to bring the Heaven Dou Empire back to its peak.

If I break this oath, may I be struck by heavenly lightning and die a terrible death."

The representative of Star Luo raised an eyebrow:

"I hope so."

A trace of an imperceptible smile appeared on the corner of Bibi Dong's mouth.

This Xue Qinghe before me is a person of Spirit Hall.

In the future, the Heaven Dou Empire will be brought under the control of Spirit Hall. And when Spirit Hall becomes the strongest on this continent, isn't that returning to the peak?

Ning Fengzhi looked around for a while.

"I wonder, Your Majesty the Pontiff, where is that Holy Son Lin Feng now?

Why is he not seen on such a great occasion today?"

Bibi Dong looked into the distance:

"The Holy Son has gone out of Spirit City on business and will return soon.

Counting the time, it should be soon.

If you can wait, and want to meet him, you can wait in Spirit City for a few days."

Yu Yuanzhen chuckled:

"It is rumored that this Holy Son is truly extraordinary.

This old one really wants to see him."