Douluo: Martial Soul Research Diary

Chapter 117 The Illusory Skull of Wisdom
"Information on a 100,000-year-old soul beast."

Bibi Dong took the documents and casually flipped through them, her fingers lightly grinding through them.

"Xiao Wu, a student of Shrek Academy, has innate full soul power, and her martial soul is the Soft Bone Charming Rabbit."

"According to the information provided by Han Tao, she is a 100,000-year-old soul beast in human form."

Bibi Dong made many connections.

Decades ago, Bibi Dong personally hunted and killed a soft-boned rabbit.

The Serpent Spear did not reveal Xiao Wu's identity in detail; this was Han Tao's deliberate instruction, so that Bibi Dong would have to guess for herself.

Conclusions drawn from one's own reasoning are more credible and less likely to be doubted.

"Xiao Wu, are you a descendant of that rabbit?"

She straightened her alluring body, her expression becoming slightly more serious.

"Han Tao."

She covered her lips with her slender fingers: "You've given me quite a gift."

Bibi Dong smiled with satisfaction and asked, "Han Tao, does he have any needs?"

Qian Renxue had already asked this question for her, She Long relayed:
"Han Tao applied for permission to borrow books from the library."

"Library access, that's quite surprising."

Looking at the Serpent Spear Douluo again: "You only want this one?"

“Yes.” She Long nodded.

After confirming that everything was correct, Bibi Dong agreed.

She thought a lot.

Han Tao is a scholar who studies theoretical theories.

When a scholar like this emerges, she will unconsciously compare herself to another.

Yu Xiaogang

"What level of soul power does Han Tao have now?" Bibi Dong asked, looking up.

Serpent Spear Douluo was briefly taken aback: "I didn't pay close attention, but it seems he has already broken through to the Soul Master level."

"Oh?" Bibi Dong was surprised.

So she took off her scepter and gently tapped the ground.

A strikingly handsome man strode into the main hall of the Papal Palace: "Your Holiness the Pope."

Chrysanthemum Douluo, Moon Gate!

He performed a standard greeting towards Bibi Dong.

"Han Tao, have you eaten the fairy grass?"

Chrysanthemum Douluo shook his head: "No!"

"No?" Bibi Dong's tone suddenly rose: "Do you know his current level?"

"Soul Master? This is the Soul Master realm! Is there any precedent for Blue Silver Grass breaking through to the Soul Master realm?"

Chrysanthemum Douluo remained silent.

Obviously, no.

But Chrysanthemum Douluo remained certain and clearly informed the Pope.

Han Tao did not take the herb!

If you didn't take it, you didn't take it; we must respect the facts.

"impossible!"

“That’s impossible.” Bibi Dong refused to believe the answer.

Han Tao did not take the elixir, which means that he achieved his breakthrough through his own theoretical research.

This also means that Bibi Dong's former ideal woman was defeated by Han Tao in the realm of theory, where she excelled most.

Moreover, it was a complete and utter defeat.

In just a few years, others disregarded all talent limitations, broke through from the first level of innate soul power to the Soul Master level, and stood out in the National Elite Soul Master Competition, defeating seven members of Canghui Academy in one fell swoop.

What about Yu Xiaogang?

Half a lifetime wasted, and I'm still stuck at level 29.

The worst thing is comparison, because once you compare, it becomes immediately clear who is "useless".

“Ghost Douluo!” Bibi Dong shouted.

A black shadow emerged from behind Chrysanthemum Douluo and bowed to Bibi Dong, saying, "Your Highness the Pope!"

"Go and investigate how Han Tao broke through the limitations of his talent, find out the method, and tell me."

Ghost Douluo clenched his fists: "Yes, sir!"

Then, she looked at the Serpent Spear Douluo again and commanded:

"She Long, go directly to Han Tao and ask him for a way to break through the limitations of your talent."

Serpent Spear Douluo also bowed and obeyed.

Unlike Ghost Douluo, Serpent Spear Douluo is not a member of the Pope's faction. Although he obeys Bibi Dong's orders, he won't do anything.

Two flowers bloom, one branch each.

Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, temporary sect meeting.

Ning Fengzhi, Han Tao, and several core members of the sect gathered together. The sect leader took out a black bag, opened it, and revealed a head soul bone that emitted a seven-colored light.

"Soul bone?" A hint of longing flashed in Ning Tian's eyes.

But he knew that, based on his contributions, he was unlikely to obtain the soul bone.

Ning Fengzhi held the head soul bone in his palm and began to introduce it:
"This is a head soul bone that is nearly 30,000 years old, a gem-type soul bone, and it comes from the Illusionary Heart Lotus."

"The Soul Saint defeated by Han Tao and Ning Rongrong fell to the ground."

This soul bone was originally 30,000 years old, but Han Tao was afraid and insisted on testing it.

The lifespan of the soul bone dropped to 29,000 years.

Clearly, Shi Nian is a good-for-nothing, and Han Tao is once again outsmarting thin air.

Sword Douluo walked up to Ning Rongrong and asked, "Do you want it?"

"A gemstone-type soul bone, which is exceptionally compatible with the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda."

Rongrong was secretly observing Han Tao's expression.

“I want it!” Ning Rongrong said immediately.

Upon hearing this, Han Tao looked somewhat dejected.

If Ning Rongrong wants it, Ning Fengzhi might not be able to resist the two Douluo.

In this way, I might miss out on the ability to read minds.

"Hey!" Rongrong was a little happy. She quietly came to Han Tao's side and let out a strange shout.

"What are you doing?" Han Tao asked, looking puzzled.

"Were you scared just now? Were you afraid you wouldn't get the soul bone? You were very sad, weren't you?"

Han Tao's expression remained calm: "It's just a little regrettable."

"Hehehehe goose goose goose goose goose"

At that moment, Ning Rongrong laughed and said, "You guessed wrong, I don't want to!"

"This soul bone is only a little over 20,000 years old, which is far too young. I haven't been able to fuse with any of the 10,000-year-old soul bones that my father found for me."

"Besides, this skull is secondhand!"

Ning Rongrong does not use second-hand soul bones.

She gave herself many reasons, all of which reflected her indifference.

The eyes are the windows to the soul; the eyes do not lie.

Han Tao had not fused with the soul bone, but he had already sensed her yearning.

He gently reached out and ruffled her hair. The ends of her hair fluttered in the wind, appearing exceptionally golden in the sunlight.

"Rongrong."

“I do want this soul bone. Don’t worry, I’ll find you a better one later.”

"I'll definitely find you a better one, I promise!"

Han Tao's words were like a promise, and they echoed in her ears.

As if immersed in a honey pot, a smile quietly spread across her entire face.

She dared not let Han Tao see her, turning her head slightly away to listen carefully to his whispers.

Soul bone, what soul bone?
It had long been forgotten.

Compared to her greed for the soul bone, what she craved even more was for Han Tao to say a few more words.

To add a few more words, "I'm really looking forward to it."

A blush spread upwards from her neck to the edge of her earlobes.

"Damn it!" Bone Douluo said angrily.

This situation seems...
It's developing in a bad direction.

"Aren't you going to do anything about the sword? Are you just going to leave it there and watch?"

Sword Douluo remained expressionless and nonchalant, seemingly unconcerned about anything.

He wasn't actually happy.

But seeing that Gu Rong was upset, he would try to comfort her a little, so he pretended to be nonchalant.

"Can you control Rongrong?" Chen Xin asked, posing a probing question.

"Rongrong has grown up so much, when will we ever be able to control her?"

Gu Rong paused for a moment.

Suddenly, I realized that I seemed to have no solution.
"You brat, come up here and take the soul bone!"

Gu Rong put on a stern face and spoke in a sinister tone.

She tried to scare Han Tao, but Ning Rongrong glared at her instead.

Now, the ancient banyan tree was even more distressed.

“Okay!” Han Tao replied.

He stepped forward and took the soul bone from Ning Fengzhi's hands.

Ning Fengzhi smiled and said, "You'd better hurry, or you'll miss your chance if Rongrong changes her mind."

(End of this chapter)