Douluo Dalu: Transforming Soul Rings into Soul Veins

Qian Renxue opened her eyes.

She turned her head to the side.

Lin Feng was lying quietly beside her.

Her spirit had already returned to its original state.

She had digested eighty to ninety percent of the information she had received before.

The paranoid and tyrannical Asura God.

The utilitarian, who regarded strength as more important than anything else, and vengeful Sea God.

I really don't know what kind of person could inherit their god-seats.

A guy who is completely self-centered, with a twisted set of values, who values absolute power?

Could there really be such a guy in this world? With values completely different from ordinary people, yet who proclaims himself to be sublime and pure.

Qian Renxue sneered coldly.

If there really is such a guy, then he would really be suitable to inherit the god-seats of these two...

My ancestor fell at your hands.

I will restore the glory of the angels myself, and I will surely make you receive the punishment you deserve!

"Xiao Feng, it's time to get up."

Qian Renxue propped her body up.

The anger in her eyes from just now had disappeared, and her expression had become gentle.

She poked Lin Feng's cheek.

Lin Feng slowly opened his eyes, a trace of confusion from just waking up from a deep meditation still in them.

He blinked his eyes, adjusting to the light, and then a warm smile appeared on his face as he looked at Qian Renxue, who was gently poking his cheek with her fingertip.

"Xue'er, you're awake?"

Lin Feng's voice carried a trace of laziness as he gently took Qian Renxue's hand.

Qian Renxue withdrew her hand and smiled faintly.

She pursed her lips and said with some hesitation, "Actually, what I saw was far more than just those things."

Lin Feng nodded:

"As long as you are willing to tell me, I can listen at any time."

Qian Renxue sat up.

She nodded. Grandpa was not present at this time, and she didn't want to hide it from Xiao Feng.

"It's just...

About the matter of the other two gods...

I saw... the sunset of our ancestor."

Lin Feng's eyes narrowed slightly.

"Which two gods?"

"The Sea God and the Asura God."

Lin Feng also sat up.

"You mean these two gods caused the fall of the Angel.

Why?"

"Because of a difference in philosophy. That one called Asura was wary of our ancestor.

And that one called Sea God had always held a grudge against our ancestor. Clearly, our ancestor had not done a single thing wrong, yet he regarded her as an enemy out of his own accord.

What I saw was..."

After listening to Qian Renxue's account, Lin Feng slowly nodded.

"The blurry figure in the final scene, you said it was very familiar. Can you still remember who it was?"

Qian Renxue shook her head.

"The final scene was really too blurry.

I couldn't see clearly at all. I just vaguely felt that the place where that person appeared was the Pontiff's Hall.

It was just that it looked a little different from the current Pontiff's Hall. I can't be sure either."

"Since you can't be sure, then don't think about it for now. As you absorb the soul bones, your understanding of the sacred laws will deepen through the soul veins.

The memories will come with it."

Lin Feng was thoughtful. If it's really as I think, then the matter between Qian Renxue and Bibi Dong will be a little easier to handle...

Qian Renxue looked at Lin Feng:

"Xiao Feng, what do you want to do?"

Lin Feng smiled lightly.

"What's important is not what I want to do, but what you want to do.

I already know just by looking at your expression.

Since these two gods were already the mortal enemies of your ancestor, such a great cause and effect might as well be settled in our generation.

The Divine Realm is just the Divine Realm.

If a god can go, so can I."

Qian Renxue's eyes lit up, and her arms wrapped around Lin Feng's neck.

"It's just...

Xiao Feng, how will you solve the matter of your god-seat?

Although we already know from the ancient books and grandpa's accounts that Sea God Island and Slaughter City are the inheritance grounds of those two gods...

But as for where the inheritance grounds of the other gods are, we have no idea."

A light flashed in Lin Feng's eyes. He supported Qian Renxue's jade-like back.

"Don't forget, your man has already read through all the books in the entire library and scripture pavilion.

The inheritance place of a god is bound to be a special place on the continent.

We have been to one such place before. There must be a god's inheritance place there."

Qian Renxue raised her head:

"The Land of Extreme North?"

"That's right. That is a place our soul masters have not set foot in for thousands, tens of thousands of years.

According to deduction, the inheritance place of the Ice God should be there.

Of course, this god-seat is not completely compatible with me.

I need to find one that is suitable for me.

It can also be said that there is no god-seat in this world that is suitable for me.

My martial soul is so special. I've searched through ancient books and have never seen a god who can govern all the elements."

Actually, there is one god, but don't even think about the god-seat.

Qian Renxue nodded. The two of them already had a tacit understanding.

They regarded the Sea God and the Asura God as their future enemies.

Then becoming stronger was a hurdle they could never escape.

Qian Renxue had the inheritance of the Angel God.

But Lin Feng himself needed to find a god-seat suitable for himself.

"Actually, my ambition is very big, Xue'er," Lin Feng began slowly.

"Inheriting a god-seat means inheriting the height that this god-seat should have. It will lock your upper limit.

Perhaps there is still a possibility of a breakthrough, but that requires extremely powerful assistance and variables.

Your own is the best.

Don't forget, my martial soul theory itself is a sharp sword for obtaining the power of faith."

An existing god-seat inheritance... basically determines the future lower limit, while the height of growth and the possibility of a breakthrough will become difficult.

Of course, when just inheriting a god-seat, they all only have the strength of a god official.

Lin Feng narrated.

As early as when the first soul vein was condensed, this idea had arisen in Lin Feng's heart.

To become a true theoretical master, to spread his theories throughout the continent.

In the future, to fully promote the soul veins and shape a new generation's cultivation system.

To make his title as the teacher of all soul masters under heaven a reality.

Even if one Douluo Continent was not enough, adding the faith of the Sun Moon Continent next door would be enough.

At the same time, he still had another card.

Don't forget.

On the current Douluo Continent, the development of soul tools was still basically at the stage of drilling wood to make fire.

But on the Sun Moon Continent, at this time, soul tools had already developed rapidly.

This was also a source of the power of faith.

On the Douluo Star, there were only a few paths to becoming a god.

Inheriting an existing god-seat.

Or shaping a god-seat yourself.

And among creating a god-seat, becoming a god through faith was the easiest.

Another way was to truly prove the Dao with strength, to forge a god-seat with one's own strength.

To prove the Dao with strength not only has requirements for oneself, but at the same time, it must also conform to the laws of the great Dao and be recognized by the heavens and the earth.

As far as Lin Feng's current knowledge was concerned, on the Douluo Star, there were only these two paths.

If it were in other worlds, there might also be the saying of man-made gods.

"You want to create a god-seat yourself?!"

Qian Renxue exclaimed in amazement.

Lin Feng looked at Qian Renxue with a smile.

"Yes, Xue'er.

Excluding the possible Ice God god-seat...

I am more inclined to create one myself. Your ancestor and that Sea God were also human soul masters before they became gods.

True freedom and strength, when pursued, must be centered on oneself, creating one's own path to godhood.

The two of them were the leaders of that era, one could say the two strongest. But I, Lin Feng, am not necessarily weaker than them.

My martial soul, my theories, and so on, are all the cornerstones for creating a god-seat."

Qian Renxue nodded firmly.

A warm current surged in her heart, and she snuggled tightly into Lin Feng's chest.

"Since you have a plan long ago, I also support your decision."

The two looked at each other and smiled.

For them at this moment, since Qian Renxue had already listed the Sea God and the Asura God among her future spiritual... [enemies], then Lin Feng would surely make the same choice.

Their hearts were one.

Continue to improve their own strength, find a suitable god-seat inheritance...

At the same time, spread the martial soul theories, and in the future, if possible, add soul tool technology.

Lay the foundation for the accumulation of the power of faith.

Seeking a god-seat, the power of faith, and proving the Dao oneself.

Three paths advancing at the same time.

This was the path Lin Feng had chosen.

In fact, no matter what one does, it's the same. One needs a minimum guarantee, a realistic and feasible path, and a final pursuit.

—

Holy Spirit Village, behind the waterfall.

Far from waiting until the annual vacation date of Nuoding Academy, Tang San, unable to hold back the restlessness in his heart, had asked for leave and come to Holy Spirit Village.

It doesn't matter if father was captured. It doesn't matter if mother was taken away.

What's important is the possibility of me becoming stronger. That Blue Silver Emperor right leg bone must not be lost.

Without that soul bone, the difficulty for my Blue Silver Domain to advance to the third level would be much greater.

And even without mentioning this use, it itself is a 100,000-year soul bone. As a soul bone from the same source as my own martial soul, the bonus it brings me is unimaginable.

"Cough cough cough—"

"Damn it!

Back then when father brought me here, why didn't I notice the power of this waterfall was so great?"

Looking at the turbulent water flow, Tang San's heart dripped with blood.

The Flying God Claw he had worked so hard to make was just washed away like that.

This was all money!

He had only just started his own business. Even losing one hidden weapon was like digging meat from his own heart.

"It's here..."

Tang San skillfully found the switch to the stone chamber and twisted it.

"Please don't let anyone have come here...

Please don't let them have found that soul bone."

However, although the light in the stone chamber was faint, with his Purple Demon Eye, Tang San still clearly saw that there were footprints on the path.

Tang San's heart couldn't help but sink.

"Different footprints..."

He quickly activated his Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track steps, rushed to the innermost part of the stone chamber, to the cave that had only one source of light, and quickly found the secret compartment where the soul bone should have been stored.

"It's empty! How could it be? How could it be?!"

Tang San looked at the scene before him with a lost expression, the anxiety and disappointment in his heart reaching a peak before the empty secret compartment.

He knew very well what that Blue Silver Emperor right leg bone meant to him.

The disappearance of the soul bone was undoubtedly a heavy blow to him.

"Who on earth was it? Why at this particular time!..."

Tang San gritted his teeth, his heart filled with anger and unwillingness.

His chest heaved.

His eyes were blood-red, his breathing heavy like an ox.

As if going mad, he summoned his own martial soul, the Clear Sky Hammer, and brought it down heavily on the secret compartment.

Bang—

The already empty secret compartment was smashed open by him.

Only after this did he begin to calm down and analyze the possible situations.

First, this stone chamber was built by his father.

There was no possibility of others knowing. The location was so hidden, it should only be known to him and Tang Hao.

After all, who would be so idle as to jump into a waterfall?

Except for a certain monkey, or other guys looking for peerless martial arts.

Then the one who could find this place and take away the soul bone must be someone who knew about this place.

Father was captured by Spirit Hall back then. Spirit Hall must have searched this place.

But looking at the traces of the footprints...

It should have been taken away not long ago. Spirit Hall hadn't searched the surroundings two or three years ago.

Did they deliberately wait two or three years to start searching again for this missed Blue Silver Emperor right leg bone?

To have forgotten such an important thing for so long?

This is not logical...

Tang San's brow was tightly locked.

"If it wasn't Spirit Hall, then who was it?"

"That's not right either.

This world is different from my perception.

When my father had his accident, it didn't affect me.

Could it be...

Could it be that father had anticipated it long ago?

The Spirit Hall of this world probably discovered the traces of father's seclusion here long ago.

And father also sensed it, so he deliberately moved the soul bone?

No, no, no, then how to explain these other footprints?"

Tang San was frustrated in his heart. Even though the facts were right before his eyes, he was still looking for possibilities that were beneficial to him, even if those possibilities couldn't hold water.

"Right! Mother!"

Tang San looked over suddenly.

In the center of the cave, there was no longer that small mound of earth, let alone the blue-gold Blue Silver Emperor.

Tang San knelt on the ground helplessly.

"Damn it!"

Tang San's mood was as if a huge rock were pressing on him, heavy and desperate.

He fiercely beat the ground, as if to vent all the anger and unwillingness in his heart. The bloodshot eyes revealed the struggle and pain in his heart at this moment.

His thoughts gradually became over-the-top.

Spirit Hall has no reason to come here after two or three years.

With the existence of a Titled Douluo, if they really wanted to search, they should have been able to find this place when they captured my father back then.

But there are other footprints here. It shouldn't be possible that it was my father who moved it.

Could there be other factions spying in the dark?

That's right. The events of that year were also known to other factions.

After Tang Hao was brought to justice, it's very likely that others would also come here to look for what he had left behind.

Countless thoughts flashed through Tang San's mind. It seemed that every one of them could explain the current situation, but they were also full of questions and uncertainties.

He stood up again.

He looked at the cave center, which only had a bit of dirt, with utter helplessness.

"Whoever took the soul bone, I will find you and take it back!

You plundered my fateful opportunity and also took my mother.

You have simply chosen the path to death!"

He took a rubbing of the few footprints and put it into his Twenty-Four Moonlit Bridges.

The conditions to go to the Sunset Forest and the Blue Silver Forest were not yet met.

He could only accelerate his cultivation and quickly reach Soul Elder.

And that external soul bone, who knows if he can get it again...

Tang San, who had returned to Nuoding Academy, put on a smile as was his habit during this period.

He lowered his stance and came to Dorm 7.

"Wang Sheng, help me call Xiao Wu."

Wang Sheng pushed aside his hand that was offering a gold soul coin.

"Why are you here again?

Don't you know that Sister Xiao Wu hates you?

Back then you tried to kill her. How can you have fallen in love out of hate?

Simply disgusting.

And although we are work-study students, even if we eat on the 2nd floor, it's thanks to Sister Xiao Wu's care.

But we are not without principles like you. You think you can bribe me with gold? Impossible!

While I'm not yet angry, you'd better leave quickly."

"You!..."

Anger flashed in Tang San's eyes.

This fellow simply doesn't know what's good for him. How would he know the true relationship between me and Xiao Wu?

"What's all the shouting! It's so annoying for Sister Xiao Wu!"

Xiao Wu walked out of Dorm 7 and shouted.

The moment she came out, she saw Tang San, whose face had changed again, wearing a fawning expression.

The annoyance in her heart grew even stronger.

"Why is it you, this fellow, again?!

How many times have I said it? I'll beat you up every time I see you!"

Tang San looked indifferent.

"Hit me, go ahead and hit me.

As long as you can vent your anger and give me a chance, I am willing to do whatever you want."

"Ah!!!

It's so disgusting! I can't take it anymore!"

Xiao Wu circulated her soul power and was about to fly forward.

However, looking at the unmoving Tang San, who even seemed to have a trace of excitement and enjoyment in his eyes...

She stopped her steps, returned to the dormitory, and picked up an iron rod.

!!!!

Tang San's face changed, the corner of his mouth twitching slightly.

"You..."

"Didn't you say I could hit you however I wanted? Don't move!

Today, Sister Xiao Wu will teach you a good lesson! Behold my Dog-Beating Staff Technique!"

Bang—

Sand and stones flew. Tang San, his head bleeding...

Closed his eyes in despair.

Lying on the ground, he felt as if the sky were falling.

Father has been captured.

The soul bone and mother have been taken away.

And now Xiao Wu, who was destined to be my wife, has also become my enemy.

When she beats me up, she doesn't hold back at all. So painful... head is so dizzy... so faint...

Seeing the already unconscious Tang San, Xiao Wu pouted and tossed the blood-stained iron rod into Wang Sheng's hand.

"Go, take him to that what's-his-name Grandmaster. Just say he tripped and fell again, and again, and again."

..."Alright, Sister Xiao Wu."