Douluo Dragon King: Nine Dragons Break the Abyss

Chapter 4 Idiot
When it was still dawn, Qiangu Qitian had already washed and dressed.

Although the way of practicing is to survive, but one needs to have the capital to survive. If any Tom, Dick or Harry can bully me, then wouldn't it be a waste of time to travel through time?

Moreover, Qiangu Qitian in his previous life also had a middle school complex, and mastering extraordinary power can be regarded as fulfilling one of his small wishes.

"Panlong Stick, Panlong Stick, whether it is a dragon or a worm depends on today..."

"Ding dong~"

The doorbell rang, and Qiangu Qitian knew that it was the old man who claimed to be his grandfather.

"Good morning, Grandpa."

As soon as the door opened, Qiangu Qitian called the old man "Grandpa".

Qiangu Qitian still couldn't recognize a stranger as his master from the bottom of his heart, but he could still do it by just putting in some superficial effort, although the old man could see it.

The old man was wearing a grey robe, with long snow-white hair tied behind his head. At this moment, he had a kind smile on his face: "Good morning, Xiaotian."

His eyes accidentally fell on the cuff of Qiangu Qitian's right hand, and he asked with a smile, "Do you like the gift?"

Qiangu Qitian nodded quickly: "Grandpa, I like it very much."

These words were indeed true, and the joy expressed through his heart made the old man's mouth twitch.

"As long as you like it, let's go."

When the old man was about to take Qiangu Qitian's hand and walk out, Qiangu Qitian stopped.

The old man looked at him with some confusion, and he said awkwardly: "Grandpa, I'm hungry, can I have breakfast first?"

After a brief moment of surprise, the old man remembered that Qiangu Qitian still needed to eat.

Then, the old man witnessed Qiangu Qitian's amazing appetite.

Qiangu Qitian's breakfast was simply thirty big meat buns made of unknown meat, three bowls of soup made of unknown pork ribs and vegetables, ten big fried steaks of unknown meat, and a glass of milk.

The old man looked at Qiangu Qitian, who looked like a starving ghost, and a hint of shock flashed in his eyes.

With his knowledge, he recognized all the ingredients for this breakfast at a glance.

The meat filling in the meat buns is made from the most essential spine meat and part of the hind leg meat from a hundred-year-old black-back pig; the ribs are from the ribs of the golden-bone pig, a close relative of the black-back pig, which is also a hundred years old; and the vegetables are a magical medicine called Tianxiangcao, which has the effect of replenishing qi and blood, and expanding the tendons and widening the veins.

The steaks come from a soul beast called the Skyhorn Ox. When a Skyhorn Ox dies, it releases all the essence of its horns into its body, which makes its meat delicious and contains very powerful energy. An ordinary person can meet the energy needs of a day by eating one piece.

Qiangu Qitian ate a full ten pieces, not including the food he had eaten before.

"What kind of martial spirit requires such a huge amount of energy every day?"

The old man thought to himself.

As soon as he saw Qiangu Qitian's posture, he knew that this was just his ordinary daily meal. Energy is conserved, and the huge energy contained in the food cannot disappear out of thin air, and Qiangu Qitian simply cannot consume such a huge amount of energy.

Then there is only one possibility - the martial soul in Qiangu Qitian's body needs to obtain energy from food.

"Grandpa, I'm done eating."

Qiangu Qitian wiped his mouth and patted his bulging belly with contentment.

He didn't know why his stomach didn't change much after he ate so much. The fact that his appetite was a little bigger than in his previous life made him very confused, but Qiangu Qitian could only attribute it all to the needs of his martial soul.

It’s just that we don’t know how much energy is contained in food.

The old man raised his hand and touched Qiangu Qitian's head, and said with a smile: "Let's go." The Qiangu clan's territory is still some distance away from the headquarters of the Spirit Transmission Tower. This distance may not be a big deal for the old man, but it is a very long distance for Qiangu Qitian.

The old man did not seem to intend to show off his skills in front of his grandson, but instead dialed a soul guide communication number. Not long after, a low-key and luxurious business car stopped in front of the grandparents and grandson.

The driver was a middle-aged man in a suit and sunglasses. He had a square appearance, a solemn face and a serious expression.

The middle-aged man got out of the car, and when he saw the old man leading Qiangu Qitian, his pupils hidden under his sunglasses shrank slightly, as if he had seen something unbelievable.

But the middle-aged man managed his facial expression very well, and Qiangu Qitian didn't notice anything wrong.

He opened the door of the back seat, bowed slightly, and spoke in a steady and deep voice, giving people a very safe feeling: "Senior, please."

The old man didn't care about the middle-aged man's rude behavior just now, and said to Qiangu Qitian with a smile: "Xiaotian, get in the car."

After Qiangu Qitian got in the car, the old man also got in.

Just as the middle-aged man was about to close the door, a voice rang directly in his mind: "Don't make this public."

This is not a warning, but a reminder.

Otherwise the old man would not let the middle-aged man drive over.

Soon the car started and drove away from the Qiangu clan's territory quickly.

The surrounding scenes were rapidly receding, but Qiangu Qitian's gaze was always on the building that soared into the clouds.

At this time, the distance was far, and Qiangu Qitian could only see some of its outlines. Even so, Qiangu Qitian could still imagine its grandeur.

Seeing Qiangu Qitian was silent, the old man thought that Qiangu Qitian was nervous, so he comforted him, "Xiaotian, don't be nervous. There are very few cases of failure in martial spirit awakening in our clan now. Becoming a spirit master is not difficult."

The old man's words brought Qiangu Qitian back to his senses. If he said he was not nervous at all, that would definitely be a lie.

"Grandpa, I understand."

As the distance got closer, the Spirit Transfer Tower, which had originally been as thin as a needle, turned into a giant pillar that stretched between heaven and earth. From time to time, a formation of mechas would fly over, and their engines spewing flames would make a rumbling sound.

The car stopped at the entrance of the Spirit Transmission Tower headquarters, and the old man led Qiangu Qitianchao into the hall.

At this time, a lot of people had gathered in the lobby on the first floor of the Spiritual Pagoda headquarters. Moreover, most of them were ordinary people without soul power.

These people are all dressed in bright and beautiful clothes, and you can tell at first glance that they are from wealthy families.

This is indeed the case. After all, those who can reserve an awakening spot at the Spirit Pagoda headquarters are not just ordinary people.

They hold high positions, be they business tycoons or federal congressmen, and the more so, the more they feel the importance of being a soul master.

Coming to the Spirit Pagoda headquarters to awaken the martial spirits for the younger generation was only to increase that illusory probability.

Because according to the data released by the Spirit Pagoda, the success rate of civilian awakening at the headquarters is three percentage points higher than in other places.

There were quite a few people present, but there were only about thirty six-year-olds.

Each child is accompanied by two or three elders, either parents or elderly people.

There was a fat boy who looked adorable and the situation was even more exaggerated. There were about eight men, women, young and old with similar body shapes surrounding him. They looked like a family.

The old man ignored the noise of the people. He took Qiangu Qitian through the crowd and took the elevator with the words "Employees Only" written on it.

(End of this chapter)