Douluo: In an extraordinary world, with unparallel understanding!

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At this moment, Wang Yue's heart was filled only with mockery.

Having just massacred an entire village, he found that not only had his spirit power not diminished, but it had actually surged due to the vast amount of flesh and blood he had consumed. In fact, he had used this surge to break through a barrier of spirit power, reaching level twenty-nine.

Just tell me, how can I lose?

Wang Yue had never even considered the concept of losing.

The little brat in front of him had some spirit power, but it barely amounted to a level three fluctuation.

What could he possibly do?

However, the boy's spirit power was surprisingly tenacious.

He had managed to hold on for so long.

Wait!

The Evil Spirit Master suddenly realized that crimson spirit power was swirling around him, forming a chest plate-like armor in front of his chest.

Black lines flowed across the surface of the armor, emanating an evil aura.

A thick Blue Silver Grass spear shot toward him.

This spear was formed by swirling and condensing numerous strands of Blue Silver Grass.

Its tip was incredibly sharp.

If he hadn't summoned his martial spirit to protect him, even Wang Yue, a great spirit master, would surely have been injured.

"Kid, I didn't expect you could achieve this right after awakening your martial spirit."

Wang Yue licked his lips, revealing a sickly madness.

"But the more you struggle, the more excited I become!"

"Heh heh heh!"

He grinned widely.

What could be more entertaining than torturing such a genius? Watching this prodigy struggle, only to be left in a state of hopeless despair, would be a delightful game!

Though level three spirit power was weak, utilizing a martial spirit to such an extent made this boy somewhat of a small genius.

In the air, a Blue Silver Grass seed fell into Wang Yue's mouth.

Immediately, the seed, filled with explosive vitality, began to grow wildly.

The spiky grass tips pierced through the tissue of Wang Yue's mouth.

"Cutting Propagation!"

Su Yu smiled.

You laughed so much, didn't you? I've got you now!

Wang Yue quickly realized something was off in his mouth, but he didn't pay it much mind.

After all, the faint scent of blood from the small wound caused by the Blue Silver Grass seedling was far less potent than the overwhelming stench of blood surrounding him.

However, his eyes widened in shock as fear washed over his face.

"Explode!"

The Cutting Propagation technique allowed new Blue Silver Grass spikes to continuously regrow from any part of the plant, branching out incessantly.

The strength of this spirit technique lay in its ability to expand and damage the internal tissues of an opponent once it penetrated their body.

At that moment, Su Yu's Blue Silver Grass had pierced Wang Yue, the Evil Spirit Master's, mouth.

Wang Yue's face briefly showed terror before he fell silent, dying without a sound.

He was dead.

A great spirit master, killed.

Su Yu waited three seconds, confirming that the Evil Spirit Master was utterly dead before collapsing to the ground, gasping for fresh air.

Though the scent of blood still lingered, it brought him a strange sense of enjoyment.

He had survived!

As his stamina gradually returned, Su Yu finally had time to reflect on his current situation.

This was the Douluo Continent, during the era of the Peerless Tang Sect.

"The era of the Peerless Tang Sect? I just wonder what point in time it is now.

If I manage to stay away from Huo Yuhao's growth, I won't have to worry about being monitored by that God King."

Instinctively, Su Yu felt wary of that God King. His first reaction was to avoid his gaze, not knowing what negative thoughts were causing such caution.

Huo Yuhao, the Son of Fortune, starts with a million-year spirit ring. With such extraordinary luck, he ends up as nothing more than a rank one god.

Let's not even talk about whether his divine position is sufficient; how can Tang San justify having two divine positions right from the start—a God King position and a quasi-God King position?

A divine rank like that of the Sea God is definitely not a rank one god; after all, he can compete with the Shura God for successors without yielding in the slightest. To say he's a rank one god? Only a fool would believe that.

If the Emotion God were to pass down his legacy to Huo Yuhao, that might make some sense. The problem is, Rongi Nianbing was schemed against by that God King.

Su Yu certainly wouldn't believe that there wasn't something wrong with this situation.

In any case, Su Yu harbored no good feelings toward that God King.

"If I can't avoid Huo Yuhao's era, I can accept it."

At least Huo Yuhao's era offers a plot to reference.

Su Yu now possessed an extraordinary understanding and definitely had the potential to rise.

"Forget it; it doesn't matter which time point it is."

He would take things one step at a time.

Overthinking now was pointless.

The timeline needed to be investigated; sitting here wouldn't yield any answers. Su Yu had only learned roughly when he had crossed over by reading the notes—during the era of the Peerless Tang Sect.

"Let's see what this Evil Spirit Master has on him."

Having arrived in this world with nothing, Su Yu had no choice but to place his hopes on this Evil Spirit Master.

Fearing that there might be poison or something similar, Su Yu controlled the Blue Silver Grass from a distance to search him.

"Ten gold spirit coins—not bad."

For Su Yu, gold spirit coins were now the most crucial items.

With money, other matters could be addressed.

In addition to the ten gold spirit coins, the Evil Spirit Master also had a storage ring, some books, and a bunch of odd items.

There was a small leather whip that didn't look like it was meant for battle.

There were also long ropes that could bind a person completely.

And candles, among other things.

As a six-year-old child, Su Yu couldn't understand what any of these items were for.

"What's this? A soul guiding device?"

He spotted something resembling a handle. Upon taking it out, he noticed intricate patterns on it and, inside the handle, a ball-shaped metallic object was faintly visible.

"Let's give it a try!"

Su Yu channeled his spirit power into the handle. Sure enough, the numerous patterns on the metal ball lit up, and a vague silhouette began to form above the handle.

This was a soul guiding dagger.

"My spirit power isn't enough to fully activate the dagger."

When he stopped channeling his spirit power, the silhouette vanished, and the glow from the metal ball dimmed. Su Yu returned the handle to the storage ring.

"What is this, a training manual? And…"

Feeling overwhelmed by his lack of understanding, Su Yu nearly tossed everything aside when he suddenly halted.

"Finally, something legitimate."

"Intermediate Meditation Method."

Although Su Yu's previous self didn't know many characters, he could recognize these few words.

He flipped through it briefly.

"Hey!"

Surprisingly, it was quite easy to understand.

His previous incarnation was merely a child from a rundown village, and his mother knew a little about writing, so he had only learned a few characters. Thus, he hadn't expected to be able to understand the cultivation methods of this world.

However, as he actually read through the Intermediate Meditation Method, Su Yu found that he seemed to have underestimated something.

"Is this really the meditation method of the Douluo Continent?"

This cultivation method…

It was difficult to put into words.

It was just too simple.

By piecing together the meanings with just a few characters, Su Yu surprisingly figured out the basics of how to cultivate.

"Could I be misunderstanding something?"

(End of Chapter)