Douluo Continent: I can nurture soul beasts and even perform super evolution.

Chapter 142 Tang San's Journey to the Mortal Realm, Snow Maiden: Sigh... Su Wen?!
After a long and arduous journey, Su Wen finally saw the Conferred God Platform. This unparalleled soul tool, which in the original work gathered the perfect timing, location, and human resources, was a wooden tray inlaid with over a hundred densely packed gems of various colors, enough to trigger trypophobia.

The tray wasn't large, and a wisp of white energy condensed above it without dissipating. Although there was no transparent protective shield, its tail was firmly "nailed" to the wooden base. It seemed that these inconspicuous gems were what were playing a role.

“Hmm… This soul tool was made by the Sun Moon Empire, and this 100,000-year-old soul beast was captured by a level nine soul master from the Sun Moon Empire. If the Snow Empress mentions it, I hope you can explain it to me.” Xu Jiawei said cautiously.

The words "Empire of the Sun and Moon" are emphasized in particular.

"Yes, I will," Su Wen said with a smile.

Xu Jiawei's shirking of responsibility is just like Cao Cao's reaction when he saw Guan Yu's head.

A soul beast that is over 100,000 years old is about to enter the ranks of ferocious beasts. In the human world, that is already infinitely close to the level of a Super Douluo. Such an existence is naturally very important to Xue Di, so he humbly explained it to her.

This is an opportunity to forge closer ties with the far north.

The lands of the far north are rich in resources, second only to the Starry Sky Forest. The vast lands are home to endless metal veins and other resources, as well as various rare and precious herbs. If one can gain the favor of this Lord of the Far North, it will definitely not be a loss.

Of course, Xu Jiawei probably never imagined in his life that the so-called Lord of the Far North was being held in the palm of his hand...

……

"Did you bring enough money?"

Room 3.

A young man dressed in black robes stared intently at the light screen, his expression calm. A mask lay beside him, revealing a handsome face. This was his appearance before he awakened the Blue Silver Emperor Martial Soul; he wasn't exactly handsome, but he wasn't ugly either.

"That's enough." A burly man beside him quickly nodded.

"Before I left, I sold everything I owned and managed to scrape together 160 million gold soul coins. That should be more than enough to buy a 100,000-year-old soul beast embryo."

"Ah."

Tang San gave a faint reply.

A hint of awkward embarrassment flashed in her eyes.

Yes, another accident has occurred.

Originally, he planned to send down a wisp of divine consciousness to create an existence with unparalleled talent, and then teach Su Wen a lesson on the field. Ideally, this wisp of divine consciousness could connect with his main body, who could be stationed in the God Realm and keep abreast of the latest situation, and even descend to earth through divine consciousness.

But that bastard's spirit will never leave us.

It appeared just as he was about to complete the final step, forcing him to sever his connection with the God Realm. It only created his two martial souls—the Blue Silver Emperor and the Clear Sky Hammer—as well as a body suitable for this competition.

Sixteen years old, a level 61 Soul Emperor.

That's all!
The connection with the main body was completely severed, and even the rear altar of the Haotian Sect could not be contacted.

If the gods wanted to cause trouble in the mortal realm, they could easily stir up a huge wave. Unfortunately, his connection with the original god was severed, and there was also destruction and disruption. It would probably be decades before he could reconnect.

During this period, he could only rely on himself and the useless Haotian Sect.

His previous display of talent was merely a warning to Su Wen, to let him know that he was here to cause trouble! If he handed over his clone, he could let bygones be bygones and generously accept him as a dog.

Unfortunately, Su Wen hasn't made a sound about it until now!
It's clear they're going to fight him to the bitter end.

But he really couldn't control Su Wen. If he still had connections with the original God Realm deity, he could have managed to control the Silver Dragon King, but now... he was just a Soul Emperor genius, without any advantages, and he couldn't rely on Da Ming or Er Ming either, so he could only suffer in silence until now. As for the opportunity with the Snow Emperor, it was something he had done while he was still in the God Realm.

It is the path paved for the divine consciousness in the mortal realm.

Therefore, he was determined to win!

Obtain the third spirit ring, then rise to power and form a new generation of Shrek Seven Devils!
"Let's reveal the final item to be auctioned." After a long while, the figure returned, smiling brightly at the screen.

Then the golden curtain was unveiled.

A brown soul bone was placed on the tray.

"That's right, a soul bone of a 100,000-year-old ancient dragon-serpent! It came from the Star Dou Great Forest..."

Tang San's expression slowly froze.

"Ugh?"

……

"Why would we need to use back channels? What tricks would the Star Luo Empire dare to pull?" Xuanzi smugly scratched the back of his head, looking arrogant.

"Keep a low profile," Su Wen said irritably.

"Don't flaunt your wealth. This auction is full of powerful individuals, and you're not the only one at level 98."

"Oh?" Xuanzi was taken aback: "That old bastard Poison Undying is here too?"

"not him."

Su Wen shook his head, glancing furtively at Gu Yuena, who seemed completely unaffected.

After all, who would have thought that a true "Dragon God" was hidden in the team? Gu Yuena had just reminded him that there were two powerful auras, no weaker than Xuanzi's, and they were soul beasts in human form, familiar auras.

Naturally, it would be the Great Ming and the Second Ming.

At this point, even Xuanzi might not be reliable; only this true big shot could be relied upon.

Under Xuanzi's "protection," everyone returned to the hotel.

Go back to your room.

Enter the Pokémon Ball space of the Azure Phoenix.

The moment the Conferred God Platform was opened, the white mist burst out of the blockade and slowly condensed into a snow-white figure in mid-air. However, unlike the once elegant and graceful Snow Emperor, this figure had a fierce and crazy expression on its face, with bulging veins and a posture of mutual destruction.

"Human, I want you... Huh?!!"

Her voice suddenly stopped.

"Su Wen?!"

(End of this chapter)