Douluo: I Have an Unnamed Law

Chapter 376 Flander's Extortion of Eastern Spiritual Charm

After leaving Wuhun City, Dongfang Lingyun's first stop was the nearby Barak Kingdom.

Throughout her life, Dongfang Lingyun rarely left Wuhun City, spending most of her time cultivating. While her cultivation level isn't particularly high, she's confident she's achieved some success.

This naturally gave rise to the idea of ​​traveling across the continent, wanting to experience the local customs and culture.

The southeastern part of the Barak Kingdom is a vast plain, rich in resources, especially wheat and corn, and was once the strongest vassal kingdom of the Heavenly Dou Empire.

After submitting to the Martial Soul Empire, apart from being relieved of military command like other duchies, their status and power did not diminish; on the contrary, they were enhanced.

Although Master had the idea of ​​abolishing all these duchies to maximize the power of Wuhun City, this was not something that could be resolved in a short time and would require a long transition period.

However, the Edict of Grace has been successfully promulgated, and it is an irreversible and open conspiracy. Like boiling a frog in lukewarm water or cutting flesh with a dull knife, over several generations, the former Grand Duchy will disappear and become a tiny place. The Martial Soul Empire can then take advantage of this to gradually and completely control all regions.

Dongfang Lingyun rode a chestnut horse, galloping across the fertile plains for miles, thoroughly enjoying herself.

Soto City. Dongfang Lingyun looked at the great city in front of her and slowly led her horse into the city.

The city's prosperity is naturally not comparable to that of the Spirit Hall, but it is still a very lively and bustling city.

The people in the city were busy with their own tasks, while Dongfang Lingyun found an inn and settled her horse in.

Then he called over a waiter and asked mysteriously, "Hey waiter, do you know where the liveliest place in Soto City is?"

"Brother, are you from out of town?"

"I am a woman."

Dongfang Lingyun's face was dark.

"woman?"

The waiter glanced furtively at Dongfang Lingyun's chest. It was flat, but upon closer inspection, he realized that she was indeed a woman, and quite pretty at that. He immediately gave an awkward, sheepish laugh.

"Hahaha, I was blind, please forgive me, young lady."

Dongfang Lingyun naturally noticed the other person's gaze. Her eyes twitched slightly, her face darkened, and her fists clenched slightly. She had an urge to flip the other person's skull over, but she ultimately restrained herself.

"If you're talking about the most bustling place in Soto City, it's definitely the Great Soul Arena. You can watch the passionate battles of Soul Masters there, and you can also place bets. Who knows, you might even make a fortune, haha."

"Boring."

Dongfang Lingyun muttered to herself, "What's so interesting about a bunch of weaklings fighting each other?"

She had been to the Great Soul Arena a few times, but it was nothing special. To her, there wasn't a single opponent she could fight, and now there was nothing to see.

Given that the waiter had called her "brother," Dongfang Lingyun didn't give him a tip or anything. After asking around, she left the inn.

She wouldn't go to a place like the Great Soul Arena. She'd rather spend that time wandering around the city and nearby villages, seeing if there were any families who needed help, and listening to what the locals thought of the bishop.

After wandering around the city for about an hour or two, Dongfang Lingyun heard and saw a lot. There were both good and bad things about the local bishop, but in the end, there were more good things than bad.

As things stand, there don't seem to be any major problems.

Dongfang Lingyun was quite satisfied with the result. Instead of going to the local Spirit Hall, she returned to the inn and rested for the night.

Early the next morning, Dongfang Lingyun went to the east of the city. She hadn't been there the day before, but she had heard there were many shops there, so she thought she would come and see if there was anything interesting.

Instead of going to the luxuriously decorated shops, she stopped in front of a dilapidated one.

The entire store was made of wood, even the signboard was just a large wooden board, nailed crookedly, and the words on it were illegible, reading "Shrek Treasure Shop".

This dilapidated shop stands out starkly against the luxurious shops around it.

"Such a dilapidated shop, is there some kind of difficulty?"

Thinking this, Dongfang Lingyun stepped over the threshold and entered the store.

The shop was dimly lit, with several rows of wooden shelves displaying various gems, iron blocks, and even some wooden boxes, presumably containing small items.

Thinking this, Dongfang Lingyun looked at the front desk. It was also a wooden front desk, but there was no one behind it. Instead, in front of the front desk, there was a bamboo recliner, and a middle-aged man was lying on it with his eyes slightly closed, seemingly asleep.

Soul Saint?

Dongfang Lingyun raised an eyebrow. It seemed she was overthinking it. What difficulties could a Soul Saint possibly face? Opening this shop was probably just for experiencing life. Otherwise, with the strength of a Soul Saint, making money quickly would be quite easy.

However, Dongfang Lingyun did not leave, but began to observe the goods on the shelf.

Since it's something sold by a Soul Saint, it should have some special features.

Unfortunately, Dongfang Lingyun was wrong. The items on these shelves were either scrap metal or worthless junk, and there were even empty wooden boxes.

"never mind."

Dongfang Lingyun shook her head and turned to leave.

However, at that moment, the man who had been lying on the recliner opened his eyes, which were as sharp as a hawk's, and spoke in a lazy, deep voice.

"Sir, are you in such a hurry to leave? Won't you buy anything?"

He sat up, gently pushed up his glasses, and stared at Dongfang Lingyun's back.

Hmm, not very old, can be taken advantage of.

Upon hearing this, Dongfang Lingyun stopped and, out of politeness, turned around again and shook her head.

"Boss, you don't have what I want to buy here."

After saying that, she turned around and was about to leave, but the next moment, Flander suddenly blocked her way, holding an empty wooden box in his hand. After opening it, he spoke.

"Little girl, stealing is wrong. I advise you to hand over one hundred gold soul coins, or I'll report you to the authorities and have you arrested."

Flander's glasses gleamed with a reflective sheen.

Upon hearing this, Dongfang Lingyun frowned slightly: "Uncle, this wooden box is empty."

"Hmph, don't try to argue. You're not leaving today without handing over the money!"

Flander snorted coldly, and seven soul rings—two yellow, two purple, and three black—rose one after another beneath his feet, the pressure of a Soul Saint falling upon Dongfang Lingyun.

In Flander's view, the other party was just a little girl, and under the pressure of him, a Soul Saint, she would most likely choose to swallow this loss in silence.

"Making baseless accusations and forcing sales, it seems you've done this quite often. Today I'll teach you a lesson."

Dongfang Lingyun's gaze turned cold, her voice icy, and she clenched her fist and threw a punch.

Flander's eyes widened instantly. Before he could react, he felt a sharp pain in his nose and was sent flying backward.

With a loud crash, Flander slammed onto the store shelves, scattering the goods all over the floor.

The Eastern Spiritual Power was well controlled, which both dealt a heavy blow to Flander and ensured that he would not crash through the wall and fly out, causing panic on the street.

"Wow, that's some real strength."

Flander covered his nose as he climbed out of a pile of clutter, his gaze turning cold.

"Little girl, you dare to mess with a Soul Saint? I think you need a good beating from the world. Today I'll teach you a lesson so you'll know that a Soul Saint is not to be trifled with."

"is it?"

Dongfang Lingyun sneered. At her feet, eight spirit rings—three purple, three black, and two red—rose in succession, and the terrifying pressure immediately forced Flander to kneel down.

"Soul Douluo!!"

Flander's voice trembled, fear gripping his heart.

(End of this chapter)