Douluo: Martial Soul Nine-Tailed Fox, I am the White Fox Emperor

Wuhundian Academy.

In that familiar back mountain, Gu Yuena stood quietly under the shade of a tree, gazing in the direction where Hu Bai and the other two had left, her silver eyes carrying a hint of barely perceptible sorrow.

She didn't look away until the three figures had completely disappeared into the horizon.

"Lord."

A dark figure appeared silently beside her; it was Di Tian.

"We should set off now." Gu Yuena's voice returned to its usual cool tone. "To that lost continent you spoke of, to find the Heart of the Dragon God."

Di Tian bowed respectfully: "Yes, Your Majesty. However, you need to be mentally prepared before going to that place."

His voice became low and sorrowful: "There lies the remains of countless ancestors of our dragon race. The fall of the Dragon God also turned that place into a dragon cemetery."

Gu Yuena's delicate body trembled slightly. After a moment of silence, she said softly but firmly, "I know. I will bury them one by one."

Finally, she took a deep look in the direction Hu Bai had left, and then looked at the Martial Soul City, which seemed incredibly prosperous in the hands of humans. In her complex gaze, there was reluctance, nostalgia, and a trace of confusion about the future.

But in the end, all of this turned into a resolute decision.

Her figure and Di Tian's figure disappeared from the spot, as if they had never existed.

In order to avoid unnecessary trouble and to leave herself a way out that "there will be a chance to come back in the future," Gu Yuena left a letter in her dormitory.

The letter was very simple, only stating that he had sensed an opportunity for a breakthrough and decided to go out and gain experience for a period of time.

On the other side, on the outskirts of the Star Dou Great Forest.

After a full day and night of effort, Tang San finally completely absorbed the four-hundred-year-old Mandragora Serpent's spirit ring.

When he opened his eyes again, a bright yellow spirit ring slowly rose from beneath his feet.

With the appearance of the spirit ring, the Blue Silver Grass in his palm also underwent a strange change.

The original pale blue had become much deeper, almost like an inky blue. And on the surface of each leaf, sparse, snake-scale-like black spots appeared.

A faint fishy smell emanated from the grass.

"Success!" Yu Xiaogang's face showed a satisfied smile.

However, this change also proves one thing—before Tang San activated his Blue Silver Emperor bloodline, his martial soul was really just an ordinary Blue Silver Grass.

It's important to understand that for the vast majority of Soul Masters, the appearance of their Martial Soul doesn't change so drastically after absorbing a Soul Ring. The primary function of a Soul Ring is to provide a Soul Skill and comprehensively enhance the Martial Soul's various basic attributes.

It is extremely rare for a martial soul like Tang San's to "mutate" simply by absorbing the first spirit ring.

This also shows that his Blue Silver Grass is highly adaptable, but also quite ordinary.

"The first soul skill, entanglement!"

Tang San gave a low shout, and his mind stirred.

The blue silver grass on the ground seemed to come alive, and dozens of tough vines broke through the soil, like agile little snakes, and coiled around a big tree in front of them with lightning speed.

"Hmm, not bad." Yu Xiaogang nodded in satisfaction. "This is a pretty good control-type soul skill. If I'm not mistaken, your Blue Silver Grass should also have inherited the venom of the Mandragora Serpent, right?"

Tang San nodded and retracted the vines, but his expression carried a hint of disappointment: "I have inherited it, but unfortunately, it's only the most basic paralyzing toxin."

Yu Xiaogang chuckled and comforted her, "Xiao San, you must remember that for Blue Silver Grass, the toxin is never the most crucial factor; control is its core! And never underestimate this paralyzing toxin."

"As soon as your Blue Silver Grass touches the opponent, it can paralyze them instantly. Soul Masters of the same level, unless they have a special resistance soul skill or a physique far superior to ordinary people, will basically be affected!"

On the ever-changing battlefield, even a fraction of a second of paralysis can be enough to decide life or death.

That's what he said, but Yu Xiaogang secretly sighed in his heart.

This kid's luck is really not good.

The venom of the Datura serpent comes in several types, with paralysis being the most common. If one could inherit a more potent neurotoxin, the power of this first soul skill would reach an even higher level.

But don't worry, this is just the beginning. After absorbing several more poisonous spirit beast rings, gathering countless deadly poisons within him, his Blue Silver Grass will only grow stronger!
Tang Xiao, standing to the side, looked at the blue-silver vines that were wrapped around the tree trunk, and felt a strange feeling in his heart.

How should I put this first soul skill?

It's a bit too conventional, even mediocre.

However, he didn't say much.

Anyway, Blue Silver Grass is just a transition. Once my soul power level goes up, I will definitely focus on cultivating my second martial soul, Clear Sky Hammer. It is the number one weapon martial soul in the world. Do I still need to care about how strong my first martial soul is?

"Little San, after you absorbed this Mandragora Serpent Soul Ring, do you feel that the Blue Silver Grass's resilience has also increased a lot?" Tang Xiao asked from a different angle.

Tang San sensed it for a moment and nodded: "Yes, Uncle, this Mandragora Snake has given me three improvements: the Entangling Soul Skill, the Paralyzing Toxin, and the overall resilience of the Blue Silver Grass."

After he finished speaking, Yu Xiaogang and Tang Xiao both showed satisfied expressions.

However, what they didn't know was that if Tang San had absorbed a poisonous plant-type soul beast of the same level, he would not only have gained all three of the enhancements he mentioned, but in terms of resilience, it would definitely be much higher than the attribute provided by the Mandragora Snake!

After all, the resilience of snake-type soul beasts and the resilience of plants are two completely different concepts. The flexibility of plants is obviously more in line with the essence of Blue Silver Grass.

More importantly, this Tang San is not the child who lived a hard life in Holy Soul Village in the original story.

He stayed with the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex family for several years, where he was provided with the best food and supplies, and was also given plenty of rare and precious herbs.

In addition, he has always persisted in cultivating the Xuan Tian Gong, so his physical foundation is many times stronger than in the original work.

With his current physical condition, if he were a little bolder with his first spirit ring, he could try to absorb a plant spirit ring that is about 500 years old and has a high compatibility with it. The probability of success would be very high!
Absorbing a spirit ring of a higher level usually results in a higher quality spirit skill.

It can only be said that Yu Xiaogang's theory is a risky and rather wrong path.

Time flies, and a year has passed in the blink of an eye.

The city of killing.

This blood-soaked city seems to have remained unchanged since time immemorial.

It was cold, damp, and the air was always filled with that nauseatingly sweet and fishy smell.

Inside the room, Hu, Bai, and the other two sat cross-legged.

In one year, they have completed more than half of their project.

Hu Bai: 67-game winning streak.

Xie Yue: 66-game winning streak.

Hu Liena: 65 consecutive wins. This speed seems fast, but in reality, it is much, much slower than the first half of the year.

For the first six months, they played a match almost every one or two days. But as their winning streak increased and their three titles, which resounded throughout the killing capital, spread, problems arose.

Now, if any one of the three of them signs up for a Hell Killing Arena, no other Fallen One dares to sign up.

Who would be willing to go up there as cannon fodder and contribute to someone else's victory?
This means they often have to wait several days, or even more than ten days, to gather ten players for a single match.

Moreover, most of them were forced to participate because the deadline of having to participate once a year was approaching.

The remaining newcomers were death row inmates sent in by the Spirit Hall later.

However, the strength of these newcomers varied greatly, and they were not very challenging to kill.

At this rate, it would take at least another year and a half to achieve a 100-game winning streak, and with bad luck, it could even take two years.

Now, Hu Bai and Hu Liena are both thirteen-year-old boys and girls, and Xie Yue is already fifteen years old.

In the environment of the Slaughter City, where the recovery of soul power is suppressed, their cultivation level has almost stagnated over the past year.

Hu Bai's soul power remained unchanged at level 73. Xie Yue and Hu Liena, on the other hand, only increased by one level, reaching levels 55 and 54 respectively.

"Sigh, this progress is too slow."

Xie Yue finished meditating and sighed, "A whole year has passed, and I've only won a little over sixty matches. My soul power has hardly improved either. What a waste of time."

Hu Liena also looked dissatisfied, pouting and complaining, "Yeah, yeah, I wonder how the teachers are doing outside. We're 'trapped' here, it feels like we're almost cut off from the world."

Listening to his older brother and younger sister's complaints, Hu Bai, who had been lost in thought with his eyes closed, slowly opened them.

A glint of shrewdness flashed in his dark eyes.

"It's too slow. We have to use some other methods."

Hu Bai said, "Let's go find that Slaughter Messenger and ask her to arrange our life-or-death arena as quickly as possible."

Xie Yue was taken aback upon hearing this, but then understood what Hu Bai meant: "You mean, you want the Slaughterers to use their privileges to forcibly order some Fallen Ones to fight us to the death?"

He frowned: "But this doesn't seem to comply with the rules of the Slaughter City, does it? That Slaughter Envoy probably doesn't have that much power. This matter will probably have to be reported to the Slaughter King at the top."

"But why should the King of Slaughter help us?"

this is the key of the problem.

Upon hearing this, Hu Bai's lips curled into a mysterious smile.

"He will."

He looked at Xie Yue and Hu Liena, who were both puzzled, and chuckled, explaining, "Because when we ask him to help us, he is actually helping himself."

"Think about it, the more fallen ones we kill here, the more energy the King of Slaughter can absorb, right? To him, we are the most efficient 'energy harvesters,' and he would love for us to fight every day, in every match."

"Secondly, the three of us have a great chance of passing through the Hell Road and obtaining the Killing God Domain. However, condensing the Killing God Domain requires consuming the original energy of the Killing City. The Killing King probably doesn't want too many people to share his power."

"Therefore, we can use this as leverage to make a deal with him."

“We offered that we didn’t need the God of Slaughter Domain, we just needed to get through the Hell Road and leave this place. In exchange, he would use his authority to clear the obstacles for us and allow us to achieve a hundred consecutive victories in the shortest possible time.”

Both Xie Yue and Hu Liena were stunned by what they heard.

Is this even possible? This is unheard of!

"It's really just a choice where everyone gets what they need," Hu Bai concluded.

"The King of Slaughter has saved three portions of the original energy for condensing the God of Slaughter Domain, and at the same time, he can quickly harvest the energy of a large number of fallen ones through us."

As for us, we can save at least one to two years of precious time and get out of this hellhole as soon as possible.

“This is a win-win deal, and I don’t think he has any reason to refuse.”

Hu Bai's proposal was bold and audacious, yet perfectly reasonable.

After a brief moment of shock, Xie Yue and Hu Liena immediately realized the feasibility of it.

Rather than wasting another two years here, it's better to take a risk and confront the city's supreme ruler directly.

Just do it.

Without hesitation, the three left the house and headed straight for the bar in the very center of Kill Town, which was also the only one that was still somewhat "lively".

Along the way, wherever they went, all the fallen ones avoided them as if they had seen a ghost.

Those who were ferocious and daring to draw their swords over the smallest things just a second ago are now as docile as lambs. They are pressed tightly against the wall, heads bowed, not daring to even breathe loudly, for fear of attracting the attention of these three menacing figures.

There's no way around it; these three siblings have become too famous over the past year.

A mental blow to the head kills without a trace.

A spatial teleportation, killing without a trace.

There's an even more ruthless one that directly seduces your mind, making you experience social death amidst extreme humiliation and despair.

These three abilities are all more bizarre and terrifying than the last.

Who dares to mess with them? And who can afford to mess with them?
When the three of them walked behind the bar, the previously somewhat noisy environment instantly became so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

The Slaughterer was wiping the wine glass in her hand. When she saw the three people enter, her hand paused noticeably for a moment, and then a professional smile with a hint of genuine awe appeared on her face.

"Your Excellencies, the White-Clad God of Slaughter, the Spatial Killer, and the Enchanting Fox, what brings you here?"

She adopted an extremely humble posture.

There was no other way; she had to lower her standards. These three little monsters in front of her, though young, each possessed the power to easily crush her.

Not to mention that behind them stood Bibi Dong, the God of Slaughter whom even the King of Slaughter feared.

Hu Bai didn't speak immediately, but calmly glanced around at the degenerates around the bar who were holding wine glasses and pretending to admire the scenery.

Just a look.

"Crash-"

The next second, an astonishing scene happened.

P.S.: Please continue reading! (End of this chapter)