Douluo Dalu (Soul Land): Star-Breaking Sword God

Soul Land—Chapter 127: Who Dares to Classify the Six-Winged Angel as a Beast Martial Soul?

"Disciple?"

Above level 95, each step of soul power improvement presents ravine-like difficulties and obstacles. After absorbing the strange chrysanthemum, Chrysanthemum Douluo has been upgraded to level 96.

The immortal herb, with the same origin as his martial soul, combined with his super Douluo strength, grants him unmatched speed and effect, with no rejection phenomenon. It also elevates his martial soul to a higher level.

He and Ghost Douluo, both of whom have reached level 95 in soul power, were originally qualified to enter the Worship Hall.

However, due to differences in soul ring configuration, age of the soul rings, and lack of soul bones, their combat power was slightly inferior to other super Douluos in the Worship Hall. Additionally, because the Pope's Hall required Titled Douluo, they remained in the Pope's Hall.

The addition of soul rings can determine the development trajectory and the strength limit of a soul master in later stages, but after absorbing the immortal herb, Chrysanthemum Douluo himself underwent a transformation.

A level-one improvement in soul power is incidental; his future has been broadened. Level 98 is a certainty, and level 99 Ultimate Douluo is not far off.

Moreover, he now possesses a post-natal domain. Within this domain, the damage he receives is unconditionally reduced by 15%, and the petals of his martial soul can automatically condense into a body-protecting qi, countering injuries when injured.

The domain itself can grow. Just like the initial effect of the Death God Domain, which weakens enemies by 10% and increases its power by 10%, at higher levels, its performance is not limited to this.

Therefore, Chrysanthemum Douluo's combat power has now reached the Worshiper's level.

If others worship him as a master, they can also enjoy the benefits of serving one master and receiving one free. Ghost Douluo, who is close to him, will regard Zhu Zhuqing as a half-disciple and will not be stingy with his teachings and protection.

"That's right, worship me as a teacher." 

Chrysanthemum Douluo looked expectant. The Yearning Heartbroken Red is his lifelong dream. Since the flower has been picked, accepting the person who absorbed it as a disciple is like a dream come true.

The sight of Yue Guan holding a stone and acting crazy just now was still vivid in her mind. 'Maybe he likes flowers and plants. It shouldn't be that he's seriously ill.'

Zhu Zhuqing thought to herself, then performed the apprenticeship ceremony: "Disciple Zhu Zhuqing, meet the teacher."

Chrysanthemum Douluo's eyes suddenly brightened with joy. He hurriedly stepped forward, lifting Zhu Zhuqing with both hands, smiling. "Okay, okay! From today on, you are my disciple. If someone bullies you, I will be the first to help you find justice."

Zhu Zhuqing couldn't help but smile slightly when she heard this. Although this teacher seemed a little strange, he cared about her. Feeling warm inside, she said respectfully: "Thank you very much, Teacher!"

She thought to herself, 'This temper is very similar to Qianyao's cheap teacher, Mr. Dugu. No wonder they're enemies.'

Chrysanthemum Douluo took out a ring-type storage soul guidance device. "Since I am taking you on as a disciple of my own accord, the proper etiquette cannot be omitted in the slightest. Inside, there are a few hundred million gold soul coins, and mine and Old Ghost's..."

"Uh, that is, the other Title Douluo in the Pope's Hall just now, Ghost Douluo, his insights on various martial souls and soul skills."

"Also, some very useful herbs and soul guidance devices suitable for you. Girls love beauty—I understand—so accept it for now. Don't refuse."

Zhu Zhuqing nodded, thanked him, and suddenly took out something from her storage ring with a strange look.

Looking closely, it was an exquisitely carved copper mirror. The surface was smooth as water, with fine gems inlaid around the edge. It appeared to be a mirror used by women in the boudoir.

"This doesn't seem to be a soul guidance device?"

What a strange thing—how did it end up here after use?

"Ahem." Chrysanthemum Douluo coughed awkwardly. "Um, it's used to tidy up my appearance—yes, to tidy up my appearance."

Zhu Zhuqing smiled lightly, put it away, and didn't tease Chrysanthemum Douluo. She simply thanked him.

Sensible, so sensible. Chrysanthemum Douluo felt quite comforted. So well-behaved, no wonder the Young Miss accepted her…

'So, what I just sensed was right? These three people…'

It seems the senior elders and priests of the Spirit Hall don't know about such a big event. Snake Lance Douluo and Porcupinefish Douluo are responsible for protecting Xiaoxue. Could it be that they don't know either? These two guys have kept it hidden until now, he thinks they want to be reprimanded.

He wonders how the chief priest will react when he finds out.

"Zhuqing," Chrysanthemum Douluo turned his gaze to Zhu Zhuqing, "Ling Qianyao and you."

Zhu Zhuqing said nothing, just smiled vaguely.

Chrysanthemum Douluo rubbed his forehead. "Then I will go back first. You can come to the core area to find me later. You can also meet Gui Douluo. He has profound research on soul skills like concealment and is very suitable for answering your questions."

He added before leaving, "Don't think he looks gloomy and scary. He has a good personality, he just doesn't like to talk."

"Okay, Teacher."

Back in the house, Qian Renxue, who had woken up from her nap, was lying on her side in Ling Qianyao's arms, her golden hair casually scattered, looking lazy and charming. A small hand restless, touching Ling Qianyao's chin with a teasing flick, then slowly wandering along his outline, finally stopping at his slightly rolling Adam's apple, drawing circles.

Zhu Zhuqing rolled her eyes. "Can't you stop for a moment?"

Qian Renxue chuckled, twisted her body in Ling Qianyao's arms, raised her head, and kissed him on the lips. Then she looked at Zhu Zhuqing with a bit of pride. "What's wrong? This is my territory. I can do whatever I want. I want to sleep on the right tonight."

Zhu Zhuqing pursed her lips, sat next to Ling Qianyao, and told him about Chrysanthemum Douluo coming to accept her as a disciple.

Qian Renxue nodded slightly. "That's a good thing. Ghost Douluo's martial soul is very special. He died young, but by chance, his soul was able to reattach to his body, awakening his martial soul."

"To some extent, his soul is his martial soul. It's difficult for physical attacks to hurt him."

Ling Qianyao said, "Martial souls in this world aren't just weapon or beast martial souls. For cases like Ghost Douluo, it might be more accurate to call them body martial souls."

"Chrysanthemum Douluo is right. His martial soul ability is quite suitable for teaching you."

"The body martial soul? That's a pretty novel idea. The number and characteristics of martial souls are varied and strange. Martial souls derived from the human body do have a unique mystery."

Qian Renxue smiled. "As expected of Qianyao—you're also very proficient in martial soul theory."

"As for the classification of beast and weapon martial souls—huh—it's just general talk. I wonder which fool dares to claim there are only two types of martial souls in the world. Does he dare to classify our Qian family's six-winged angel Martial Soul as beast martial soul?"

Ling Qianyao raises the corner of his mouth. There's someone brave enough to do that.

(End of this chapter)