Douluo: Martial Soul Research Diary

Chapter 223 Greed
Tang Bai also learned the news the next day.

As a theoretical advisor to the Haotian Sect, based on his own theoretical knowledge, he sensed that something was amiss with this behavior.

However, his theories and level of understanding have not yet delved into the dissection of the martial spirit system and the interaction between bloodline and martial spirit, so he cannot explain it clearly.

"Master!" Tang Bai called out to Yu Xiaogang.

"Will there be any side effects from rejecting a martial soul?"

"It's just a little bit of weight; the Clear Sky Sect has plenty of money to afford it. There's no need to reject your own martial soul."

Tang Bai tried to correct him, but when he looked up, he found Yu Xiaogang's face was cold and he was staring at him.

"Isn't that troublesome?" the master said calmly.

"Different levels of Soul Masters can bear different loads. Do I have to create load-bearing structures for them one by one?"

The most effective weight training method is the "gravity compression" of bear-type martial spirits, but the master doesn't understand this.

"We are theoretical advisors, assisting the sect's disciples in their cultivation. Isn't it normal for things to be a bit tedious?"

Tang Baisheng raised a slight doubt: "Shouldn't it be like this?"

"Ha, laughable!" the master said arrogantly. "Only mediocre Soul Masters would try to cover up their skills with hard work."

With his head held high and his spirits soaring, he declared, "The weight of the Clear Sky Hammer is closely related to the Soul Master's level, and under the theory of rejecting Martial Souls, their Martial Souls are the perfect load-bearing objects."

"Crafting load-bearing armor? Completely unnecessary!"

Yu Xiaogang insisted on going his own way.

Tang Bai sighed. Given his current situation, he couldn't persuade the master, so he could only leave helplessly.

"Wait!" Suddenly, the master called out to him.

Tang Bai turned around, a hint of smugness flickering in his eyes.

“Since you’ve made the suggestion, let’s jointly apply to the sect for funds to build their heavy armor.”

Yu Xiaogang said with a smile.

His eyes flickered slightly, clearly indicating that he was considering how to allocate the funds.
"Tang San seems to need some materials."

Tang San wanted to utilize the resources of the Clear Sky Sect to create the number one mechanical hidden weapon: the "Buddha's Wrath Tang Lotus".

As Tang San's master, he always kept his disciple's needs in mind and would naturally try to find a solution for him.

"Take this money."

"Mmm!" Tang Bai agreed repeatedly.

Under Yu Xiaogang's meticulous guidance, Oscar and Ma Hongjun had forgotten that they still had a dean. Tang San and Grandmaster were having a wonderful time at the Clear Sky Sect, so naturally they wouldn't remember the former dean of Shrek Academy: Flander.
However, there was one person who did not forget him.

She is Liu Erlong, the killing corner of the Golden Iron Triangle.

Flander carried out Yu Xiaogang's assassination plan and worked together to deal with the situation after Pope Bibi Dong's soul power was stripped and she was imprisoned in the Heaven Dou Empire's prison.

She hadn't forgotten; she was still trying to rescue her friend.

"Can the charges against Flander be dropped?"

"No!" the young man refused.

“If you drop the charges, I can pay you double the compensation.”

He took out 2000 gold soul coins and placed them on the young boy's table, his tone confident and flippant:
"This money is enough to ensure you live a worry-free life for the rest of your days!"

The boy's eyes lit up, a greedy desire rising within him: "Really?"

The middle-aged woman's eyes were filled with a desire for money, and she disregarded her husband's hatred, grabbing all the gold soul coins into her arms at once.

"Xiaoyin, say yes to her!"

The boy nodded decisively.

This situation is merely a microcosm of the behavior.

Through coercion, bribery, and even slaughter, they finally subdued all the merchants who had accused Flanders.

With the charges dropped, Dean Flander was successfully released from the Heaven Dou Empire prison.

"Two dragons."

Upon seeing Liu Erlong clearly, tears welled up in Flander's eyes.

"How about it?"

Liu Erlong looked at him with concern: "Were you mistreated inside?" Flander swallowed a mouthful of tears, straightened his chest slightly, as if trying to prove his strength.

In a daze, he saw a figure that terrified him, and his legs trembled.

"Dean Flander?" Han Tao walked over with a smile.

"Han Tao, what are you doing here?"

Han Tao was the champion of the National Elite Soul Master Competition. Liu Erlong recognized him and a hint of curiosity flashed across her face.

However, when she saw Flander's condition, a bad feeling suddenly arose in her mind.

"What did you do?" she demanded.

Han Tao was quite frank: "It's nothing, I just took some blood."

Her face darkened visibly. He ignored the second half of Han Tao's sentence, his voice gradually becoming irritable: "Why?"

Why did you draw Flander's blood?

Soul power surged, and a sense of oppression came toward Han Tao.

"Heh!" Han Tao chuckled.

The reverse frequency of the Blue Silver Grass instantly disintegrated her soul power; any slight leakage would be rendered invisible at the very beginning.

"You've misunderstood me." She put on a wronged expression and explained:
“I bring Dean Flander therapeutic supplements every week and serve him the best food and drink. You can see how much effort I put into it.”

"After all, he was Rongrong's teacher!"

At this point, Han Tao couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Liu Erlong's attitude visibly improved, not because of Han Tao's explanation, but because she realized that she might not be able to beat Han Tao.

From her perspective, the method of dissolving soul power into nothingness was far too unpredictable.
"Is that so?" she asked, looking at her friend beside her.

Flander's body trembled as he glanced at Han Tao's face, but he finally nodded.

Han Tao added, "The guards can vouch for me!"

Then, Han Tao turned around and accused Liu Erlong: "To be honest, Shrek Academy has really gone too far!"

"For such a long time, not a single student has come to visit Flanders. Not a single teacher, student, or friend has come. I thought he had been forgotten."

Hearing this, Flanders was deeply distressed.

Everyone had forgotten him, including Yu Xiaogang, whom he trusted implicitly, and Qin Ming, the chief disciple of Shrek Academy.
The only person who came to visit him in prison was Ning Rongrong's friend, Han Tao.

But fortunately
At that moment, he met Liu Erlong, the lover he had been longing for.

"Erlong, thank you!"

He sincerely grasped Liu Erlong's hands, his eyes brimming with tears of joy and gratitude, but these tears were fleeting, replaced by a sense of despondency.

He was no longer a Soul Master, and it was already a blessing to have escaped the sea of ​​suffering in prison. How could he be worthy of the beauty before him?
Liu Erlong shook off his hand, frowned, and said to Han Tao, "What do you need his blood for?"

Han Tao didn't bother to hide anything and went straight to the point, stating his purpose and needs:
"The Golden Iron Triangle has a Martial Soul Fusion Skill, which can fuse Martial Souls to evolve into a Golden Sacred Dragon, so I thought I'd draw some of your blood for research."

Han Tao arrived at the perfect time.

The purpose of this trip was not to find Flander, as Han Tao already had a reserve of his blood.

What Han Tao truly desires is the fire dragon blood from Liu Erlong's body, the blood from the Horn of Slaughter, which can be fused with the core foundation of the complete Golden Sacred Dragon.

"Research?" He looked puzzled and inexplicably surprised.

In Liu Erlong's eyes, Yu Xiaogang was also a theoretical researcher, but he never expected that Han Tao would be the same kind of person.

You want my blood?

“No!” Flander interrupted.

He was unwilling for Liu Erlong to dedicate his academy.

However, his obstruction was insignificant in the eyes of the two; they simply reached out and separated him.

Liu Erlong's movements, however, were elegant, exuding confidence from within, and a slight smile appeared on his lips: "What price are you willing to pay?"

"Oh?" Han Tao smiled. "What do you want?"

She stared at Han Tao, then suddenly smiled: "I've heard that your innate soul power is only level 1!"

"But...you are already a Soul King!"

(End of this chapter)