Douluo Continent: From Internal Martial Arts to the Law of Heaven and Earth

Taking advantage of the fact that his soul power and mental power had just recovered to about 50-60%, he wanted to try to verify this control. So he carefully mobilized a wisp of mental power, a wisp of soul power, and a trace of newly generated blood and qi to try to fuse them.

The moment the three forces touched, they spontaneously generated a strong resonance, and a power fluctuation condensed to the extreme suddenly spread out from his body.

boom!

A powerful will surged from Tang Shan's eyes, startling Xue Qinghe, who was sitting at a desk nearby, engrossed in processing documents.

She looked at Tangshan, her surprise fading and replaced by an undisguised joy.

"Tangshan, you've finally woken up!"

Tang Shan hadn't expected such a small experiment to cause such a commotion, and a hint of embarrassment flashed across his face. He propped himself up on his arms, barely managing to sit up, and looked at Xue Qinghe, asking, "Your Highness, how long have I been asleep? Have you been in my room the whole time?"

Xue Qinghe remained calm and composed, her tone perfectly natural: "I just arrived a little while ago and came to check on you since I had nothing else to do. You've been sleeping for a whole week now."

As soon as she finished speaking, under the shade of the trees outside the courtyard, Golden Crocodile Douluo, who had been startled by the unusual movement of power within Tang Shan's body, was probing the room with a wisp of spiritual power and happened to catch these words.

His mental focus suddenly froze, then he silently withdrew: Xiaoxue, Xiaoxue, isn't it you who moved a makeshift bed and stayed in this room every day?

Tang Shan didn't notice anything amiss, assuming Xue Qinghe had just arrived. He casually asked about what he had vaguely overheard earlier: "Your Highness, I think I heard a report on the training of the main body martial soul masters, but I didn't hear the whole thing. How is the progress now?"

Xue Qinghe avoided answering, got up and walked to the table, picked up the bowl of warm nourishing porridge, and touched the bowl with his fingertips to check the temperature before returning to the bedside: "Let's not talk about these things for now. You've been asleep for seven days, and your soul power and mental strength have recovered by 50% or 60%, but your qi and blood are still severely depleted and in a state of depletion. Drink this bowl of porridge first to replenish your qi and blood, and we can talk about other things after you recover."

"Okay." Tang Shan did not refuse. At this moment, he was starving, and the heat from the lack of energy was really uncomfortable. He really needed to recover his strength first. He reached out to take the bowl of porridge, but Xue Qinghe nimbly dodged behind him with the bowl in her hand.

"Look at your hands." Xue Qinghe slapped his hand away impatiently. "They're so soft you can barely lift them, you can't even hold a bowl properly, and you expect to drink by yourself?"

Tang Shan looked down at his trembling hands, his face showing even more embarrassment. Yes, even though his soul power had recovered considerably, his qi and blood were completely depleted, and his whole body was so weak that he couldn't muster any strength. Xue Qinghe was right. He hesitated for a moment, then a thought crossed his mind: "Then... how about Your Highness find a maid to feed me?"

The moment these words left her lips, Xue Qinghe's brows furrowed, and she immediately rejected the suggestion. She knew all too well what the maids in the Crown Prince's residence were thinking; they were all either staring at Tang Shan or at her.

If they were to feed him, who knows what they might do to the porridge. If she hadn't given strict orders early on, forbidding anyone from approaching Tang Shan's courtyard to disturb his cultivation, those people would probably be knocking on Tang Shan's door every night.

If this bowl of porridge, meant to replenish qi and blood, were to fall into their hands, it might turn into a "poisonous porridge" that would damage Tangshan's vitality. That would be absolutely unacceptable.

“There’s been some unrest in the manor lately.” Xue Qinghe quickly came up with a seemingly reasonable excuse. “There are quite a few spies from other forces mixed in among the maids. They have impure intentions. I really don’t trust them to feed you.”

Upon hearing this, Tang Shan blinked in bewilderment: ? I've only been asleep for a week, how come so many spies have infiltrated the manor? But then he thought that Xue Qinghe was the Crown Prince, so there was no need for him to lie to him about such a trivial matter. Therefore, he accepted this somewhat absurd reason with a mix of belief and doubt.

The porridge was fragrant and rich, its aroma permeating his taste buds. His stomach immediately began to rumble and protest, urging him to eat. Tang Shan rubbed his stomach, thinking that since he could still mobilize some soul power, he might as well use it to activate the amethyst external soul bone to condense a straw and drink from it himself.

Meanwhile, Xue Qinghe, seeing his troubled expression, went through a fierce internal struggle before finally convincing herself that "I am the Crown Prince, it is only natural for me to care for my capable subordinates." She looked up at Tang Shan and said decisively, "Fine, I'll feed you."

Tang Shan was stunned for a moment, and the words that were about to come out stuck in his throat.

When Xue Qinghe saw him open his mouth, she took it as his agreement. She immediately picked up a spoon, scooped up a small spoonful of porridge, blew on it gently to make sure it wasn't too hot, and then neatly handed it to his mouth.

They'd already brought the porridge right to his doorstep, so what could Tangshan say? He could only open his mouth and drink it.

He had just swallowed a mouthful of porridge and was about to speak about the method of condensing amethyst matter into a straw when a second spoonful of porridge was handed to him, forcing him to swallow his words back.

There's no need to elaborate on the meal; Tang Shan only felt that Xue Qinghe truly lived up to her reputation as a future crown prince, always acting decisively and efficiently. Several times throughout the meal, he tried to speak, but the spoon placed at his lips silenced him. She fed him quickly and steadily, her movements fluid and graceful, without spilling a single drop of porridge.

As expected of one of only two god-level martial souls in this era, the Angelic Martial Soul possesses top-tier perception and learning abilities. Even though this was likely Xue Qinghe's first time feeding someone, he mastered the temperature control of the porridge after only a few tries, ensuring each spoonful was lukewarm and just right.

After finishing a bowl of porridge, Tang Shan's hunger subsided considerably, and his energy seemed to have recovered somewhat, giving him a bit of strength. He leaned against the headboard for a moment, then raised his hand, touched his soul tool, and took out an exquisite jade box, handing it to Xue Qinghe: "Your Highness, this is what I obtained at the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well, a fire-attribute immortal herb. I have no use for it, so you should take it; it should slightly improve your talent."

Xue Qinghe took the jade box, and the moment he opened it, a rich surge of soul power rushed out.

A magical herb lay quietly in the box, its veins a pale gold color and its tip a bright red like a rooster's comb. It was the Phoenix Sunflower with Rooster's Comb that she had seen when she helped Tang Shan copy information on magical herbs!

"This is... Phoenix Cockscomb Sunflower?" Xue Qinghe's pupils suddenly contracted, his tone filled with shock.

When she first saw the records of the immortal herbs, she knew that many of them would greatly benefit her Angelic Martial Soul. However, the growing environment of the immortal herbs was too harsh. Unless her grandfather and Golden Crocodile Grandfather personally went to search for them all over the continent and even at sea, there was no way she could obtain them.

She had only mentioned it casually to Tang Shan, but she never expected him to actually find it!

"Don't you need it yourself?" Xue Qinghe didn't accept it immediately. Instead, he frowned and looked at Tang Shan, full of confusion. "This immortal herb should also be of considerable benefit to you, right?"

"I've already used other immortal herbs," Tang Shan replied frankly. "The reason I was able to create that self-made soul skill in Dugu Bo's herb garden was because I consumed the immortal herb from the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well. By the way, I call Dugu Bo's herb garden the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well."

"Then why does it look like there's no change?" Xue Qinghe was still somewhat suspicious, looking him up and down. "His soul power level hasn't increased either."

"Because the two immortal herbs I took mainly enhance potential, not increase soul power level," Tang Shan explained patiently.

Indeed, the vast majority of the medicinal power of the Bodhi Vajra Fruit and the Autumn Dew he consumed settled deep within his Martial Soul, transforming into untapped potential.

Now, relying on his body's instincts, Tang Shan understands that as long as he develops half of his inner potential, he can enable his physical spirit to complete a second awakening at the gold level.

At that time, he couldn't even imagine how terrifying his strength would soar if he activated all his enhancements.

"How could so many immortal herbs be found so easily?" Xue Qinghe still found it hard to believe. "Does the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well really have so many treasures?"

Tang Shan smiled helplessly, his tone sincere: "Your Highness, I really didn't lie to you. There are indeed quite a few immortal herbs. I've already set aside a portion for my elder brother and father, and this Cockscomb Phoenix Sunflower is specially for you. Although it's not a top-tier immortal herb and won't dramatically increase your talent, it can still improve it a little, which is good enough."

Seeing that his attitude was sincere and there was not a trace of falsehood, Xue Qinghe finally believed him.

As for asking for more, the thought never crossed her mind.

Xue Qinghe knew that Tangshan's gains were a result of his helping Dugu Yan detoxify, and were rightfully his. He already felt bad about accepting the Cockscomb Phoenix Sunflower, so how could he be greedy?

She solemnly closed the jade box and put it into her soul tool: "Thank you, Tang Shan."

Tang Shan smiled and said nothing more. He took out a large purple flower from his soul tool, got up and walked to the shade of a tree outside the courtyard. He bowed to the sitting Golden Crocodile Douluo and said, "Grandpa Golden Crocodile, this Qirong Tongtian Chrysanthemum is for you. It can circulate Qi in your limbs and open up your blood vessels. It should be of great benefit to your cultivation of internal martial arts."

Golden Crocodile Douluo slowly opened his eyes, his gaze falling on the large purple flower, his expression immediately becoming somewhat strange. He wondered to himself: What exactly is going on with Dugu Bo? He had so many good things hidden in the herb garden, yet he couldn't solve his family's poison problem, and in the end, it all benefited this kid in front of him?

He examined the Qirong Tongtian Chrysanthemum carefully for a moment, then took it without refusing. He ran his fingertips over the petals and asked thoughtfully, "Tang Shan, is it alright if I give this magical herb to someone else?"

Tang Shan's heart skipped a beat, and he instantly guessed what Golden Crocodile Douluo was thinking—he probably wanted to use him to win over Chrysanthemum Douluo Yue Guan.

He immediately smiled and nodded: "Since it has been given to Grandpa Golden Crocodile, it is yours now. You can give it to whomever you want."

“Alright.” A glint of light flashed in Golden Crocodile Douluo’s eyes. “In that case, perhaps I can help Your Highness recruit some more capable people.”

Upon hearing this, Tang Shan paused in his steps as he turned to walk back, and the expression on his face instantly became extremely strange.

If he wasn't mistaken, Golden Crocodile Douluo probably wanted to use this extraordinary chrysanthemum to win over Chrysanthemum Douluo Yue Guan. As everyone knows, Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo are inseparable. Given their friendship, winning over Yue Guan would essentially be the same as winning over Ghost Douluo as well.

Good heavens, even the two most capable Super Douluo by Pope Bibi Dong's side are being poached by Xue Qinghe. What kind of people does Bibi Dong have left to use?

What's even more outrageous is that if these two really join the Heaven Fighting Alliance, wouldn't that mean the true lineage of the Spirit Hall would be moved to the Heaven Fighting Alliance?

If one day, all the Super Douluos in the Spirit Hall's Hall of Worship transform into worshippers of the Crown Prince of Heaven Dou, or even the Heaven Dou Emperor who will unify the continent in the future, the scene would be unimaginable.

Chapter 184 Cultivating a Soul Master's True Body: Guidance and Sparring

In the spacious training ground, boys and girls of varying heights and ages stood side by side, their knees slightly bent, their hands clasped as if holding a ball, their bodies rising and falling rhythmically with each breath.

With his hands behind his back, Tang Shan scanned the standing postures of the crowd with his piercing gaze. Occasionally, his fingertips would tap, and a barely perceptible force would precisely strike their shoulders, necks, waists, and hips. Their bodies would then adjust slightly, their shoulders and backs would sink, their waists and abdomens would tighten, and their standing postures would become more rounded and harmonious.

The group of children before them were the original spirit masters that Xue Qinghe and Ning Fengzhi had gathered across the continent. The reason Tang Shan only instructed the younger ones and almost none of the older ones was because he only did it incidentally and had no intention of becoming a real teacher, so as not to waste too much time.

After a quick look at the stances of these people, Tang Shan nodded in approval. Overall, it was quite good—after all, the Martial Soul is a part of the body, and these children's physical aptitude was at least guaranteed.

Xue Qinghe remained silent by Tang Shan's side until Tang Shan finished his inspection and turned to leave the training ground. Only then did he speak up: "Would you like to take a look at Tai Fen, who has a dual-wielding martial soul, and Potter, who has a dual-leg martial soul?"

Tang Shan nodded: "Okay."

The two then moved to a lush grove of trees, where they saw Golden Crocodile Douluo standing with his hands behind his back, intently instructing two teenagers. The two teenagers had already displayed some of the extraordinary abilities that should be present in their original martial souls. Tai Fen's hands were twice the size of an ordinary person's, while Potter's legs were straight and thick, with clear muscle lines protruding beneath his skin.

“Using both palms to attack doesn’t mean you only need to use your palms to exert force. You need to mobilize all your muscles and fascia to exert force together,” Golden Crocodile Douluo’s voice was calm. He first instructed Tai Fen, then turned to Potter, “And you, the core of a double-leg attack is the waist. Whether it’s a front kick or a side kick, the waist is the pivot and you must keep it absolutely stable.”

Now that Golden Crocodile Douluo's internal martial arts cultivation has reached the Transformation Realm, he is worthy of being called a master. Naturally, it wouldn't be a big problem for him to guide two ordinary soul masters in cultivating internal martial arts.

Tang Shan and Xue Qinghe stood quietly to the side, watching for a moment. The two practiced with great care and precision, and although their movements still showed obvious signs of being crafted, their progress in such a short time was already quite remarkable. However, Tang Shan immediately noticed a problem: their attention kept wandering during their practice, and they weren't fully focused on their cultivation.

When Golden Crocodile Douluo saw Xue Qinghe and Tang Shan approaching, he immediately stopped their cultivation.

"Oh, greetings to Your Highness, thank you for your guidance!" Potter, a very cheerful person, greeted Xue Qinghe with a smile and cupped his hands in greeting.

Tai Fen remained silent, only nodding slightly to Xue Qinghe as a sign of respect.

Xue Qinghe smiled and nodded in response, then turned to Tang Shan beside him and introduced him to the two of them: "This is Tang Shan, also a Body Soul Master with extraordinary talent. I asked him to give you some pointers, and I hope you can gain something from it."

"Are they both geniuses of the Body Soul Master class? I don't believe it!" Potter's tone remained cheerful, and even though it carried a hint of doubt, it sounded like he was joking, so no one felt offended.

Tai Fen remained silent, but a clear displeasure flashed in his eyes. It was obvious that he had great doubts about Xue Qinghe's high regard for Tangshan.

Seeing this, Xue Qinghe subtly raised an eyebrow at Tang Shan, the meaning in her eyes was all too clear: Look, someone is questioning your talent, you have to fight back and slap them in the face, right?

Tang Shan completely ignored Xue Qinghe's attempt to stir things up, and instead looked at the two of them, asking curiously, "What level of soul power do you have now?"

"Thirteen years old, just broke through level twenty!" Potter answered loudly with a grin.

Tai Fen then uttered a few words in a deep voice: "15 years old, level 25."

Upon hearing this, Tang Shan was slightly surprised—not because he thought their soul power was too low, but rather because it was too high. It should be noted that the true talent of a martial soul usually only manifests after its second awakening. For them to have such a cultivation speed before their second awakening truly demonstrated, as Xue Qinghe had said, that they were indeed promising talents.

"Brother, what level are you?" Potter was very familiar with Tang Shan and didn't take Xue Qinghe's introduction to him seriously at all. In his opinion, he was the one with the most outstanding talent. If he had learned the cultivation method of this internal martial arts earlier, he would have definitely become a true Soul Master genius long ago.

"I just broke through to level 30," Tang Shan replied with a smile.

Potter looked Tang Shan up and down for a moment, then nodded seriously: "You really are a genius! Brother, you're eighteen years old, right? To be able to cultivate to the Soul Master level is quite impressive. However, you might still be a little behind me. I estimate that I'll reach the Soul Master level when I'm fifteen or sixteen."

Upon hearing this, Xue Qinghe immediately turned his head away, barely managing to suppress his laughter; Golden Crocodile Douluo's expression also became very strange.

It can only be said that Tang Shan's extraordinary development of his original martial soul, coupled with the effect of soul power promoting physical growth and the transformation of his physique by internal martial arts, made his appearance too deceptive.

Tang Shan glanced at the sky and suddenly remembered that he still had business to attend to with Dugu Bo, so he decided not to waste any more time here. He looked at Potter and smiled as he replied, "Just as Your Highness described, I am indeed a genius Soul Master, and I am here to guide you. If you don't believe me, you can try it."

"Really?" Potter's playful smile vanished, and he was no longer the carefree person he had been before. His eyes became somewhat serious.

Although he was somewhat carefree, he wasn't stupid. The fact that Xue Qinghe had specifically invited Tang Shan to instruct them meant Tang Shan must possess exceptional abilities in some area; it couldn't simply be a matter of high soul power level. Moreover, as a fellow Body Soul Master, he had to admit that the cultivation of Body Souls was vastly different from other Soul Souls. Soul power level alone couldn't possibly determine a Body Soul Master's cultivation talent.

"Your name is Tang Shan, right? Then I'll call you A-Shan! Since His Highness says you're qualified to instruct us, then today, let me see for myself!"

Tang Shan's lips twitched slightly: "What the heck is this nickname 'Ah Shan'?"

As soon as Potter finished speaking, he couldn't wait to launch his attack.

Suddenly, his legs swelled up, his muscles instantly bulged like cast iron, and his clear lines were taut. Two yellow spirit rings rose from his feet, especially the second yellow spirit ring, which was surrounded by a faint purple aura, indicating that its age was not far from a thousand years.

Since the original spirit has the advantage of absorbing spirit rings beyond the average age, Xue Qinghe and Golden Crocodile Douluo naturally wouldn't miss it. When they sent people to hunt spirit rings for Potter, they tried to select spirit rings that were as close as possible to the upper limit of what he could bear.

As for why they only sent someone to help him hunt for spirit rings, instead of having Golden Crocodile Douluo, or Serpent Spear and Porcupine Douluo accompany him personally—not everyone is like Tang Shan, worthy of such intensive cultivation by the Spirit Hall. An ordinary spirit master genius is not worth the Spirit Hall's attention at all; what they truly value are those who are like children of the times, born to be powerful.

In the previous era, such figures might have been Tang Hao or Bibi Dong; but in their view, this era is Tangshan.

Looking at the changes in Potter's legs, Tang Shan couldn't help but feel a sense of emotion; it had been a long time.

Since his original martial soul and body have completely merged, even if he activates his martial soul, his body will not change in any way—or rather, his body is in a state of martial soul possession at all times.

Seeing Tang Shan standing still, with no abnormalities in his body, Potter frowned and asked in a deep voice, "Aren't you going to activate your Martial Soul?"

Tang Shan smiled and shook his head, then raised his hand to Potter and said in a relaxed tone, "Attack. I don't need to use my soul skills to deal with you."

Potter clearly failed to grasp the meaning behind Tang Shan's words, only perceiving them as blatant disrespect. A flash of anger crossed his face, but he didn't hesitate any longer. He stomped his thick thighs on the ground with a loud thud, the ground beneath his feet trembling slightly. Using this momentum, he shot forward like an arrow, charging towards Tang Shan with incredible speed.