Douluo: Martial Soul Research Diary

Chapter 111 Head Soul Bone
The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, basement.

The afternoon sun was very bright, but what stood out in stark contrast to the sun was the underground area.

After walking through the long corridor and climbing seventeen steps, Han Tao arrived at the entrance to the basement.

"Open it!"

The guard took out a long bunch of keys and, according to the numbers, found the style that was custom-made that year.

Geek!

As the sound faded, the door opened.

Shi Nian raised his head and looked up at the long-lost light outside.

He stepped forward, grabbed Shi Nian by the collar, and angrily questioned:

"How dare you lie to me?"

Shi Nian spoke in a weak tone, feigning innocence.

"Where do these words come from?"

This time,
No matter what, Han Tao would never believe his innocence.

"A Soul Master who controls illusions can clearly read the minds of others!"

“You don’t need to make any excuses. Dong Heguang has already told me that Zhang Jingyang can read my thoughts through the head soul bone.”

Han Tao spoke in an extremely calm tone, as if he were talking about a trivial matter.

Unbelievable at the time: Dong Heguang

This is the child he raised from childhood. He would rather believe others than admit Dong Heguang's betrayal.

And just then...
A flash of light arrived as expected.

Yes, Han Tao made his move, a very decisive one.

The sharp blade severed his head.

“Shi Nian was my first enemy.”

"A true enemy, so I won't give him any chance!"

The blue silver poison barrier was released and spread across Shi Nian's body, dissolving all the body fragments.

Suddenly, a rainbow of colors emanated from the ground.

Like the seven rays of the sun, scattered and gathered, it is beautiful and magnificent.

"Hmm!" Han Tao nodded: "Soul bone, head soul bone!"

Han Tao did not touch the soul bone because he was unsure whether Shi Nian had a way to be resurrected.

For example, storing all thoughts and memories in the soul bone.

Many 100,000-year-old soul beasts do this. Spirit-type soul masters have unpredictable methods, so perhaps they can do it too?
"cautious!"

Han Tao's move was extremely sudden.

While providing the error message, they acted swiftly, giving him no time to react.

Han Tao spent a lot of money to bribe a member of the Seven Gems team. If anyone causes trouble for Dong Heguang, his side will receive the information, and Shi Nian's first-mover advantage will be completely lost.

"It's not appropriate to leave this head bone here."

Han Tao walked out of the basement door.

He looked at the guard and ordered, "Summon my master."

"Yes, sir!"

The guard placed his right hand on his left, bent slightly, and performed a strange gesture.

This was a etiquette he learned from the imperial palace of the Heaven Dou Empire, a etiquette exclusive to nobles. He had boasted about it to his friends for a long time back then.

Han Tao remained silent.

"How similar it is to the affected mannerisms of those damned eunuchs!"

The guards left quickly, and after a while, Ning Fengzhi's voice came from outside.

"Han Tao, you better come to me if you need anything."

"You should know that I don't like it here; the air is awful."

Ning Fengzhi walked and talked, maintaining the unique high-class style of the Upper Three Sects, but he stopped abruptly when he arrived at the basement.

Pointing to the head-shaped soul bone radiating seven-colored light on the ground, he asked, "What is this?"

"As you can see!" Han Tao spread his hands, then smiled and said:
"Judging from its color, the skull of Shi Nian is probably about 30,000 years old."

Ning Fengzhi remained silent for a long time, gazing at Han Tao's face.

He took out some strange things from the soul tool and set up an isolation barrier.

They ensured that their conversation would not be overheard by others.

After a long silence, he questioned:
"You're not going to keep this for yourself? Are you an idiot? You're not going to keep this for yourself?"

"If the guards had turned a blind eye, the soul bone would have been yours." The tone gradually rose: "Now look what's happened, I've seen it, you can't keep it all to yourself!"

Ning Fengzhi is Han Tao's master and also the sect leader of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School. If we consider his second identity, the interests of the sect are the top priority.

Before seeing this, no one would know that Han Tao had swallowed the soul bone all by himself.

However, once he sees it, he will need to allocate the soul bone according to a series of messy things such as contribution, benefits, and strength, and Han Tao may not be able to get it.

"Don't rush!" Han Tao interrupted his spellcasting.

"This is the soul bone of Shi Nian. Shi Nian, do you know who he is?"

Ning Fengzhi frowned: "Shi Nian?"

"He's just a Soul Emperor, the one you and Ning Rongrong defeated. I know what you're trying to say is, 'You're awesome.'"

"And then what? You want to tell me that you don't even want a soul bone?"

Han Tao choked.

He awkwardly scratched his head and explained, "No, not at all."

Han Tao's expression gradually became serious: "Shi Nian's martial spirit is Remnant Dream, a spiritual martial spirit."

“We have very little research on spiritual martial souls. Perhaps he can store his martial soul along with his spirit in this head soul bone.”

"Absorbing it rashly is very risky!"

Ning Fengzhi's expression turned serious; he could understand Han Tao's point.

Somewhat curious, he asked, "Even so, what do you want to do by calling me here?"

"There are many Soul Masters on the Douluo Continent. Why not just find a few unlucky ones, absorb their Souls, and verify their abilities?"

Ning Fengzhi's face twitched.

How could such cold words come out of Han Tao's mouth so calmly?

"But."

"Did you know that if a Soul Master fused with a Soul Bone and then killed again, the Soul Bone's lifespan would decrease?"

Han Tao was taken aback.

In the Douluo Continent, soul bones are similar to equipment; they can be worn and fused together, and they drop upon death.

How could there be no loss after multiple fusions?

"I have advanced the Distraction Control Technique."

"Deterioration over time is irrelevant."

Ning Fengzhi shook his head: "Let's talk about it after you get the soul bone!"

Then, he added half a sentence: "I can only try my best to help you, but I can't guarantee the allocation result."

Han Tao cared a lot about this soul bone.

Although it is not old, its quality is not low.

In comparison, the skull of wisdom, formed from the condensation of seventy thousand years of spiritual energy, and the skull of the sea god, which can be combined with the Vast Ocean Universe Cover, may have a higher potential in the eyes of many.

However, Han Tao was more optimistic about this soul bone.

Because of the profits.

Memory reading can exhibit drastically different levels of effectiveness depending on who handles it.

On the Douluo Continent, the memories of the vast majority of people are worthless and there is no need to explore them.

However, there are two types of people whose memories are valuable:

One is a time traveler, and the other is a researcher.

The former is represented by Tang San, whose four great martial arts contain the treasures of another world.

The latter, the master is the representative figure, bah!

People like Yang Wudi are the real researchers.

"If I could obtain this soul bone..."

"Protect your own memories, read the memories of your enemies."

This is an improvement in methods.

The benefits are extremely significant.

However, the greater the potential profit, the more careful one should be about the risks.

In the original novel, Shi Nian's performance was terrible; in reality, Shi Nian's performance was even worse.

Perhaps he didn't actually have the ability to be resurrected, and Han Tao overestimated him.

Han Tao, however, did not intend to take such a risk. He could avoid the mistake by paying attention to details, so he should not blame it on other things.

(End of this chapter)