Douluo Continent: An Adventure Begins in Wuhun City

The burly man waved his hand and tossed a silver soul coin at the servant.

The Spirit Hall offers excellent benefits; even menial servants like them are guaranteed at least one gold spirit coin per month.

They paid for the lavish meal with relative ease.

This is why so many people are desperate to join the Spirit Hall.

"Yes! Yes! Gentlemen, please wait a moment, the food will be served shortly!"

Upon receiving the silver coin, the servant's smile widened, and he hurriedly ran to the kitchen to order wine and dishes.

Neither Chen Yao nor the shopkeeper had any objections to the burly man's slightly arrogant attitude, but some people on the side were dissatisfied.

"Ha, there are quite a few parasites in your Spirit Hall. They can be so arrogant just by having a meal. I wonder what kind of shady business they're up to!"

Not far from Chen Yao and the others, a simply dressed man, who was not particularly handsome but had regular features, suddenly chuckled and spoke to a woman dressed in exquisite and gorgeous clothes across the table.

Although he was speaking to the woman, he did not lower his voice, so Chen Yao and the others could hear him clearly.

"Teng!"

At the table, Chen Yao and the others suddenly turned their heads and looked in the direction of the sound, where they saw a couple who seemed a little strange.

Chen Yao didn't care about the man. He looked ordinary, and thanks to his Dark Martial Soul's keen sense of aura, Chen Yao could tell that the man was just a Soul Master of around level 19.

Such talent is usually the kind of person who provides him and Lao Huang with financial assistance.

What truly caught Chen Yao's attention was the woman.

The woman was dressed in a pure white robe, exquisite and gorgeous, which perfectly highlighted her graceful figure.

Her long, slightly curly purple hair cascaded down to her waist, adding an eerie touch to her appearance.

His eyebrows and eyes were like a painting, and his crystal pupils seemed to contain stars, with a hint of majesty in them.

Although the woman wore a thin veil, the faintly visible, hazy lines spoke of her breathtaking and unparalleled beauty!

Chen Yao, who is driven by basic human desires, naturally felt a fondness for the beautiful woman he saw, but at this moment he made no move, and even a look of solemnity appeared in his eyes.

Because his experience told him that this woman was definitely not simple!

Furthermore, his martial spirit was unable to sense the woman's exact strength, leaving Chen Yao completely baffled.

But Chen Yao was cautious; others didn't have his keen insight.

"Snapped!"

The burly servant who had been shouting earlier suddenly slammed his hand on the table, stood up, glared angrily at the man who had spoken, and said...

"You bastard! What are you saying? How dare you disrespect the Spirit Hall?"

"So what if I'm disrespectful? I'm just telling the truth."

The man scoffed.

Upon hearing this, all the servants couldn't sit still. They jumped up from their seats and looked at the man, their eyes gleaming with smiles.

Even Chen Yao, who had originally intended to stop the burly servant from continuing, changed his expression and became somewhat gloomy.

This was practically an insult directed at the Spirit Hall, and since he was currently wearing the Spirit Hall's uniform, if he ignored this matter, it would reach the ears of the higher-ups, and he would no longer be able to stay in the Spirit Hall.

Even if he was extremely wary of the woman beside him, Chen Yao would still have to step forward now.

"Friend, it sounds like you have quite a few grievances against the Spirit Hall..."

Chen Yao stood up and said with a forced smile, while glancing at the woman out of the corner of his eye. He noticed that her eyes were indifferent, as if she didn't care.

"Friends? I'm not friends with you. Besides, I'm not dissatisfied with the Spirit Hall itself, but with you parasites in the Spirit Hall."

The man remained silent.

Upon hearing this, Chen Yao's face immediately darkened.

"Deacon Chen, why be so polite to him? Let's just take him down. How dare he spout nonsense about the Spirit Hall in Spirit City? I think he has a death wish!"

At this moment, the burly servant behind Chen Yao could no longer sit still and said angrily.

Chen Yao did not refute this, and even a faint soul power rose from his body, his eyes turned cold and dangerous!

"enough!"

Seemingly sensing an impending conflict, the woman finally spoke. Her voice was as smooth as silk, like notes played precisely on a musical string, melodious and pleasing to the ear, yet carrying an undeniable air of authority.

"That's the end of this matter. You may leave."

As the voice faded, a faint fluctuation of soul power emanated from the woman.

Under the influence of this soul power, Chen Yao was horrified to find that his soul power was suppressed, as if it were dead within his body, and there was no response no matter how he tried to activate it!

"This woman is at least a Soul Master!"

Chen Yao immediately broke out in a cold sweat, forcing an awkward smile as he forced a fawning laugh.

"Yes, yes, we've disturbed your meal. We'll be leaving now."

Meanwhile, he secretly planned to report the matter when he got back, not seeking merit, but only avoiding mistakes.

Once the higher-ups learned of this, they naturally wouldn't make things difficult for a mere level 19 Soul Master; instead, they would send someone of the appropriate level to cause trouble for those two.

Some people really don't know how high the sky is or how thick the earth is. They dare to be arrogant in Wuhun City and don't know how to spell the word "death"!

With a forced smile, Chen Yao saw that the woman made no further move and was about to leave with a few servants when, as he turned around, the burly servant muttered something under his breath.

"Speaking so arrogantly, he's just a guy hiding behind a woman..."

Everyone present was a Soul Master, so his words naturally landed clearly on the table over there.

The man who had spoken out earlier suddenly changed his expression, as if those words had touched a nerve!

Chen Yao's expression changed drastically. He turned his head sharply to look at the servant, his eyes almost murderous!

But at this moment he couldn't care less about the servant. He hurriedly wanted to turn around and apologize, but before he could turn around, he felt a mountain-like pressure sweeping over him.

They subdued several people present, forcing them to prostrate themselves on the ground, unable to move.

Chen Yao struggled to look up and met the woman's cold, indifferent eyes, which looked down at him as if she were an ant in the dust.

At the same time, Chen Yao was also shocked to discover that behind the woman, six soul rings with the best configuration of yellow, purple, black and white had appeared!

"Soul...Soul Emperor!"

Chen Yao swallowed hard, letting out a bitter sound.

Fortunately, the woman didn't seem to intend to kill them; she just gave a sharp shout.

"roll!"

As the voice faded and he felt the oppressive aura on his body disappear, Chen Yao disregarded everything else and ran outside without saying a word, using the fastest speed he had ever used in his life.

After Chen Yao and the other people who were an eyesore had completely disappeared, the woman slowly sat down and looked at the gloomy man beside her, a gentle look appearing in her eyes.

"Xiao Gang, don't care what others say. In my heart, you will always be the most talented master of martial spirit theory!"

Upon hearing this, the man's tightly furrowed brows relaxed slightly, and he looked at the woman, smiling.

"Dong'er, thank you..."

……

As night fell, Chen Yao parted ways with the group of servants to keep his appointment with Lao Huang, letting them go home on their own.

However, one person was missing from this group of servants, namely the burly servant.

The others remained silent, acting as if this person had never existed, and each of them moved with lightning speed, as if a ghost was chasing them, quickly heading towards the Spirit Hall.

Meanwhile, Chen Yao, with a gloomy face, walked towards the city gate. Suddenly, he recalled the scene in the restaurant earlier and, as if he had made a connection to something, his expression changed abruptly.

Isn't there a perfect pair in Wuhun City right now—an ordinary man and a powerful woman?

It was that useless theoretical master Yu Xiaogang and their Spirit Hall's Holy Maiden Bibi Dong!

However, the Spirit Hall, in order to highlight the Holy Maiden's extraordinary talent, did not hide her strength. At only 23 years old, she had already reached the terrifying strength of a Soul Emperor.

And that perfectly matches the strength of that woman today!

"hiss!"

Thinking of this, Chen Yao gasped, inwardly sighing that he had inexplicably walked through the gates of hell.

Fortunately, their Holy Maiden wasn't so heartless as to kill someone from the Spirit Hall over a minor conflict with her man, otherwise he would have been in deep trouble today!

"Fine! You guys are awesome, I can't afford to mess with you, but your good days are coming to an end soon, just wait and see!"

As Chen Yao pondered the future fate of the two of them, he grumbled and walked towards the city gate.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 3 Rainy Night, Bibi Dong.

Rainy night, Wuhun City.

As night fell and the weather was not good, the bustling city fell silent early in the morning, with only a few lights flickering in the streets of pubs and inns.

At that moment, a series of "patter, patter" footsteps suddenly echoed from a dark and quiet alley.

As the footsteps drew closer, a figure emerged from the alleyway.

He was dressed in a long, black robe and wore a hood, obscuring his face.

However, judging from the faint soul power emanating from him, this person is a noble soul master from the Douluo Continent.

However, the Soul Master's body was slightly hunched, and his robes were tattered, showing signs of being cut by a sharp weapon. Crimson blood seeped out from the inside, indicating that his condition was not good.

"Hoo! Hoo!"

He took a deep breath, then looked up at the street with a few lights on, and pulled down his hood.

The dim light shone on his cheeks, gradually making his features clearer.

This is an extremely young face, with red lips, white teeth, and striking eyebrows and bright eyes; he looks very handsome.

It was none other than Chen Yao.

Looking at Chen Yao's closed face, it did not show the sickly paleness due to injury, but rather a strange rosy color.

At this moment, Chen Yao's face twisted slightly, he gritted his teeth, spat, and cursed inwardly.