Douluo: Martial Soul Research Diary

Chapter 583 The First Meeting with the God of Emotions

"presumptuous!"

With Bibi Dong's coldness,

The metal base, representing the supreme scepter, slammed heavily onto the ground, instantly shattering the exquisite marble and sending dust flying into the sky. A few splatters landed on Yu Xiaogang's face, leaving bloody streaks.

"To avenge the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex Clan"

"Yu Xiaogang, avenge the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan! Your clan treated you that way, and the Soul Hunting Plan was launched entirely to help you get justice. How can you be so ungrateful?"

Bibi Dong's tone became somewhat anxious.

"Humph!"

Yu Xiaogang sneered sarcastically, "Bibi Dong, you can't deceive me, you can't deceive yourself, and you can't deceive all living beings!"

With chest held high and gazing proudly at the heavens, he took in the millions of Soul Masters within the Martial Soul Empire.

"The Soul Hunting Plan was initiated to satisfy your ever-growing ambition and to unify the Douluo Continent, not for my sake!"

Bibi Dong suddenly laughed, "Isn't this wrong?"

"What's wrong with unifying the Douluo Continent?"

"As one of the three great sects of ancient times, the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Clan became a stumbling block to the development of the times. As time went by, it was submerged in the long river of history. This is the natural law of the world's evolution. We cannot change it. We can only move forward in accordance with it."

Yu Xiaogang took out a tissue and wiped the bloodstains from his face, his chest surging with anger. "What a ridiculous argument!"

"No matter how high-sounding your words are, it cannot change the fact that you destroyed the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Clan, and the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Clan is my clan."

"The hatred of having my entire family wiped out is etched into my bones; it can never be forgotten!"

Bibi Dong softly said "Oh".

Qian Daoliu slowly emerged, radiating pure white sunlight, exuding a fiery and noble aura. "He possesses only the desire and rage for revenge, but lacks the power to accomplish it all!"

"Yu Xiaogang, you have disappointed me. You lack even the slightest bit of that scholar's humility."

Qian Renxue couldn't help but sneer, "If it had any humility, it wouldn't have been trapped in the Great Soul Master realm for its entire life."

"Compared to Han Tao."

"No, no, no, comparing it to Han Tao is an insult to Han Tao!"

Upon hearing their words, Yu Xiaogang was provoked into breaking down on the spot, roaring hysterically.

"You fart!"

“I am different from Han Tao. Han Tao has an advantage that I do not have.”

Qian Daoliu was taken aback. "Really? What advantages?"

Yu Xiaogang immediately stated, "Han Tao is Ning Fengzhi's disciple. He controls the vast resources of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, while I have nothing."

"At the same time, my innate soul power is only half a level, while Han Tao's innate soul power is a full level 1. The gap between us is insurmountable!"

Qian Renxue continued to shake her head, while Qian Daoliu sighed softly and occasionally rolled his eyes at Bibi Dong.

What kind of taste do you have?
—What were you thinking when you saved it?

Bibi Dong calmly looked down upon the world, her face reflecting the respectful expressions of countless soul masters, and casually picked up a transparent wine glass.

"This is the Spirit Empire, a sacred place for countless commoner spirit masters."

"Yu Xiaogang, do you really want to destroy the Martial Soul Empire that we built together, and destroy everything that we have achieved, all because of the hatred in your heart?"

Yu Xiaogang replied arrogantly, "So what?"

Its expression showed no sway from the will of the crowd, nor any pity born from past memories.

"Hmph, trash!"

In Notting City, an elder from the Spirit Hall branch stepped forward.

"You're truly a piece of trash. You haven't missed a single month of the subsidies that the Spirit Hall gives to Soul Masters."

"Now you're actually using the banner of avenging your sect to make an enemy of the Spirit Empire, so let me tell you, your 100 gold soul coins subsidy is gone!"

The elder made a mimicking of an explosion, "It's gone!"

Suddenly,
Yu Xiaogang's body swayed precariously, perhaps because the loss of 100 gold soul coins per month was too much of a blow to him, and he involuntarily fell to the ground.

How could this be?

It has survived to this day thanks to Bibi Dong's kindness.

Even though they are enemies of the Spirit Hall, many people will give the Pope face and let it go because it has little strength.

"No!" "The Soul Master subsidy is given by the Heaven Dou Empire; your Spirit Hall has no right to interfere!"

Yu Xiaogang rushed forward angrily.

It tried to lift the branch elder's neck high, but it overestimated its strength.

"Noisy!"

--Snapped!

A sharp slap flashed across its cheek.

Bibi Dong hesitated, then stopped what she was doing and made no comment.

Han Tao had already pulled Ye Lingling away.

"Han Tao, why?"

"You could have killed it, so why did you let it go? Did Tang San's death make you more compassionate?"

Reaching the stream beside the mountain rocks, Ye Lingling's fingers, wrapped in white gauze, parted the curtain of water falling with the wind, a faint smile hidden in her eyes.

Han Tao waved his hand casually, "They're all the same!"

“I can kill it anytime I want. There’s no need to do it when their powers are combined, as that would put us at unnecessary risk.”

Not far away, Ning Rongrong's footsteps flickered in the space, each step creating a ripple in the space.

"how"

Han Tao raised his eyebrows. "Are you planning to inherit the divine position now?"

Ning Rongrong replied shyly, "Yes!"

"The Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda doesn't have the so-called Blue Silver Scepter to mobilize the faith of thousands of soul beasts. I can't break through from level 95 to level 99 in an instant like some people do."

"If I want to reach the Peerless Douluo level, the only way is to rely on the power of the Divine Trial."

She placed the Nine Treasures Glazed Pagoda in front of Han Tao, and with a ripple of soul power, a nine-colored phantom slowly condensed.

—Nine-Colored Goddess, a projection of her consciousness
"Han Tao, we meet again!"

She greeted him gently.

Then, the seven-colored light wove together once more, and another projection of a deity descended to the mortal realm.

"So, he's the one who wants to inherit my divine position?"

Rong Nianbing's divine sense swept over Han Tao's body, and then she involuntarily gasped.

With 10 divine-grade blue silver soul bone sets, a three-transformation system for the blue silver armor stomach, and fully equipped growth base and hidden tiers, its strength is not much worse than mine.

"No!" Han Tao shook his head. "I do not intend to inherit the divine position. The path I am about to embark on is forged from blue silver."

"Accepting the divine test is to gain the power of emotions, and also to obtain certain special soul ring durations."

Although for Blue Silver Grass's original soul ring, increasing its age is as simple as eating and drinking.

However, for special beings like the "Mirror Beast," the power of origin is almost impossible to replicate, which makes the increase in lifespan granted by the divine test all the more precious.

"The power of emotions."

"It's not anything particularly precious, but since you won't inherit my divine position, why should I give it to you?"

A faint smile played on Rong Nianbing's lips.

She looked at Han Tao, hoping for his answer. Perhaps this test would bring her unexpected results.

"What do you want?" Han Tao asked.

Rong Nianbing continued to smile, "I've heard that you've mastered a technique that allows you to combine the powers of multiple bloodlines?"

The skill of "Bodhi Blood" is desired not only by the God of Food, but also by the God of Emotions.

"Uh"

Han Tao hesitated, "The prerequisite for creating Bodhi Blood is to cultivate the Mysterious Heaven Technique, the Purple Extreme Demon Eye, and innate soul power."

"Excuse me for speaking frankly, but the power of emotions alone is not enough to exchange for so much."

The Nine-Colored Goddess listened quietly, and she finally understood why Han Tao had refused her husband's request in the first place.

Rong Nianbing frowned. "If the chips aren't enough, then let's add more!"

"I am such a great and noble god, I would never be so shameless as to take advantage of you!"

(End of this chapter)