Douluo: Martial Soul Thunder Dragon, A Century of Glory

"Whale gel is marketed as a virility tonic.

If I request it through official clan channels at my age,

do you think they'd give it to me?"

The supervisor instantly understood Yun Yibai's implication —

that making such a request through the family would only make people think he was indulging in lust at a young age, potentially damaging his reputation in the clan.

"Very well, Lord Thunder Dragon.

Our Grand Arena does have whale gel in stock, including the millennium-grade variety you're looking for."

"You should know better than anyone how in-demand this stuff is.

Among noble circles, it's constantly in short supply.

It's exactly the kind of 'tonic' those perverted aristocrats love."

"Spare me the small talk. Name your price."

Yun Yibai shut the book he had been browsing and turned toward the supervisor.

"Haha, Lord Thunder Dragon — always direct, I like that."

"For century-old whale gel, the price is 10,000 gold soul coins per unit.

For millennium-grade, it's 30,000.

Of course, if you're willing to help us with a little task,

we might be able to—"

The truth was, that whale gel wasn't normally that expensive.

If Yun Yibai went through alternative channels, he could easily get it for far less.

But the Grand Arena had its motives, so they intentionally inflated the price.

"No need."

With a flick of his fingers, a golden card appeared in Yun Yibai's hand.

"Here's 50,000 gold soul coins.

I want one vial of millennium-grade and two vials of century-grade."

"…Understood."

The supervisor was stunned for a moment — he hadn't expected Yun Yibai to be so decisive,

especially when he could've gotten the goods almost for free.

They had assumed, based on Yun Yibai's frequent betting habits, that he was strapped for cash.

But reality proved them wrong.

In truth, Yun Yibai's total assets were around 70,000 gold soul coins.

But he was always decisive with money.

If money can solve it, why bother with favors?

He knew one thing very well:

"Free" is the most expensive price of all.

He had built his fortune up from a few hundred to tens of thousands in just two years — something most Grand Soul Masters could only dream of.

And yes, part of that was due to his Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon heritage.

But many with that same background never earned that kind of money.

This wealth was earned in blood and battle.

"Thanks."

With those words, Yun Yibai turned and left.

As for the goods? He knew they would deliver them later.

Afterward, Yun Yibai signed up for that evening's solo match

and headed into the Grand Arena's inner waiting zone.

Elsewhere, the same supervisor who had just spoken with Yun Yibai was now in another room, reporting to a man seated on a plush sofa.

That man wasn't a mere manager — he was the real authority behind the Grand Arena of Heaven Dou City.

"My lord, he refused."

"No matter.

Before, we tolerated him out of respect for his background.

But now… there's no need to be polite."

"I want his winning streak ended tonight."

"You… understand what to do."

"Yes, sir."

"By the way, is there anyone booked for the Main Arena tonight?"

"No."

"Anyone qualified to fight in the Main Arena?"

"Also no."

"Good. Then moved his match to the Main Arena.

It's time those mercenaries we've paid start earning their keep."

The Arena had hoped to recruit Yun Yibai — someone capable of shutting down players that cost the house too much money.

"Announce tonight's match an hour early.

Follow the usual process."

"Clam and crane fight, fisherman profits."

"Yes, sir."

The conversation ended swiftly.

The Grand Arena had run smoothly for years because it knew how to manipulate outcomes.

Bets may rise and fall, but the house never loses — it's just a matter of how much they gain.

🏟 About the Main Arena

Heaven Dou City was the capital of the Heaven Dou Empire.

Naturally, its Grand Arena was massive — featuring one Main Soul Arena and thirty-six sub-arenas, with a total capacity of 100,000 spectators.

Matches were tiered by level and Soul Badge rank, and those held in the Main Arena were the most exciting or popular — often used to maximize viewership and betting volume.

By the time Yun Yibai finished speaking with the supervisor, it was already past 6:30 PM.

Matches across the sub-arenas had already begun.

Yun Yibai was about to head to one of the private viewing boxes to watch a few fights while waiting for staff to inform him of his matchup.

"Did you hear? There's a Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Soul Master in Arena 21!"

"Whoa! A member of that clan showed up in our city? That's rare!"

"Rare? Please. The Blue Lightning Clan's been fighting in the Grand Arena for a while now."

"Who?!"

"You don't come here often."

"Thunder Dragon — don't you know him?

His Martial Soul is the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon, though it looks a bit different.

If you don't know the clan's details, you probably wouldn't recognize it."

"Really? I've seen him fight. The Blue Lightning Clan's lightning is usually blue, but he is gold.

I just thought it was a dragon-type soul — didn't connect it."

"Doesn't matter.

I can't believe I get to watch a Blue Lightning soul master in action.

So lucky!"

"Think we still have time to catch it?"

"That guy's been around for days.

Where've you been?"

"…"

Yun Yibai could already tell from their voices —

these guys weren't from high society.

"Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon…" That must be Yu Tianheng.

"He's moving fast."

So Yun Yibai made his way toward Sub-Arena 21.

Unfortunately, by the time he arrived, Yu Tianheng's match had already ended.

Now, Shi Mo, one of the Xuanwu Shield brothers, was in the ring.

As it happened, Yu Tianheng, Shi Mo, and the others had recently joined the Grand Arena — all because of Dugu Yan.

Yun Yibai had been training in seclusion the past few days, which is why they hadn't crossed paths.

But the moment they'd seen the action at the arena, they were hooked.

Yun Yibai had originally come to watch Yu Tianheng.

But now that his cousin's match was over, he had little interest in Shi Mo's bout.

Sure enough, Shi Mo's match ended quickly.

He was a high-tier Grand Soul Master, and his opponent was outmatched.

Next up was Dugu Yan.

Her match ended even faster.

She stepped into the ring, her soul rings flashed, and she released a cloud of poison.

Moments later, her opponent collapsed.