Douluo Continent: Infinite Clone, Starting with Taunting Gangzi

Which one should we use as a clone?

Fu Heishen? But he can't design a martial soul either.

Bai Ranmo had already tried it. Since it appeared in Douluo Continent, it must have a martial soul and soul power. The Heaven and Tyrant violated the rules of Douluo Continent. It's not that it can't be forcibly designed, but the emotional value consumed would be enormous.

Forget it, forget it!

Shaking his head, Bai Ranmo decided to buy the divinely bestowed soul ring and soul bone first. He hadn't yet decided what type of clone he would create or its role.

Looking at the 10 points on the panel, Bai Ranmo felt inexplicably emo again.

He clearly remembered that he had 22 points not long ago, so how did it become 10?

This money is really not enough!

No, I still need to squeeze Gangzi dry and make him give me more gold coins!

……

……

The next day.

Bai Ranmo yawned, a piece of toast dangling from his mouth, looking sleepy.

He didn't sleep at all last night, focusing all his energy on practicing meditation.

Of course, being as clever as Bai Ranmo, when it was time to cultivate, he would simply find a vengeful spirit clone to help him cultivate, while his main body would possess the middle-aged man clone in Notting City to continue mocking Gangzi. After all, his emotional value acquisition limit had increased by 3000, and he wouldn't feel comfortable until he filled up his emotional value for the day from Gangzi.

Chapter 14 Wow, the golden generation trained by the Pope is so smart!

"You are Bai Ranmo?" A clear, girlish voice rang out.

Bai Ranmo turned his head and saw a girl who was over 1.6 meters tall walking over. She was dressed in black, with her black hair tied up high, and her face gave people a sense of heroic spirit at first glance.

People in Douluo Continent generally develop quickly and mature early. Bai Ranmo estimated that the girl in front of him was probably around 12 years old.

“I am the sky.”

Bai Ranmo took off his round-framed sunglasses, revealing his six-eyed, pale blue eyes, and smiled slightly: "Oh, so you're the daughter of the Second Elder. You're quite the dashing young lady! It reminds me of the unpleasant memory of getting punched by the two old men a couple of days ago for saying a few too many words."

There is no worship of the Second Enemy, but there is the Old Man of the Second Enemy.

Tian's lips curled up slightly, then she immediately put on an unhappy expression: "Ahem... How dare you talk to my grandfather like that!"

"Senior sister, if you ask me, you should tuck your lip in a little," Sun Chuantao said awkwardly in Tian's ear.

"Ahem, which eye of yours saw me smile?" Realizing that her smile was indeed a bit obvious, Tian immediately put on a serious expression.

I don't know what serious illness my grandpa has recently developed. His usual training volume was already heavy enough, but now it's doubled. Especially yesterday, it seemed like he was stimulated by something and made himself train like crazy. No wonder he's a little resentful.

Bai Ranmo seemed to harbor considerable resentment towards her grandfather, which gave her a strange sense of camaraderie with Bai Ranmo.

"I am Tian, ​​my martial soul is the Golden Crocodile King, I am 12 years old this year, and I am a level 32 Power Attack type Battle Soul Venerable."

Bai Ranmo was slightly surprised. Tian's martial soul was actually the Golden Crocodile King?

No wonder the two old men, despite having so many descendants, doted on this granddaughter so much. She evolved into the Golden Crocodile King at such a young age and has the potential to become a Super Douluo.

"Bai Ranmo, with the Six-Eyed Martial Soul, is 6 years old this year and a level 18 Power Attack-type Battle Soul Master." Bai Ranmo grinned and gave a brief introduction.

"What? Didn't you just awaken your martial soul not long ago?" Tian was startled at first, and asked subconsciously, then immediately realized something, "Soul bone?"

"Yes." Bai Ranmo nodded without hesitation.

The entire staff of the Offering Hall is united and has nothing to hide from their own people.

Bai Ranmo then looked at his good younger brother and asked affectionately, "Tao'er, how's your cultivation going?"

"Uh, big brother, you should just call me by my full name. But my level has already reached level 9, and I'll be able to hunt for my first spirit ring soon." Sun Chuantao chuckled, looking forward to his first spirit ring.

"Alright, let's go. The enrollment for the Spirit Hall Academy has been taken care of for you. I'll take you to the classroom." Tian picked up Bai Ranmo's breakfast without any politeness, took a bite, and mumbled something.

"Oh no! My osmanthus cake!"

……

One adult and two children walked to the Spirit Hall Academy.

The Spirit Hall Academy was built not far from the Papal Palace and the Hall of Offerings. The mountains here were majestic and the streams were clear. People coming and going wore the same school uniform.

"Which class are we going to?" Bai Ranmo asked curiously.

“We are all in the Gold Class. The Spirit Hall Academy is different from other academies. At the beginning, classes are not assigned according to spirit power, but rather based on innate talent. Those with good talent can obtain more resources, education, and training grounds in the Gold Class than others, and can develop their talent potential to the greatest extent.”

"Of course, a challenge can be held once every semester. People from lower-ranked classes can challenge people from higher-ranked classes. The winner moves up and the loser moves down."

At this point, Tian's expression darkened again: "Remember, Hu Liena, Yan, and Xie Yue are at odds with our Hall of Offerings. If they cause trouble for you, Bai Ranmo, don't be reckless. At least call me to help deal with them."

"What are their soul power levels?" Bai Ranmo asked.

"Xie Yue and Yan are both level 38, and Hu Liena is level 37. But you can rest assured that they won't take advantage of their Soul Master status to fight you. They will at least suppress their strength to the same level as you."

"What about me?" Sun Chuantao cautiously raised his hand.

"You?" Tian looked at his junior brother speechlessly. "You don't even have a spirit ring. They won't even bother to fight you. Just don't cause trouble when we're fighting the other side."

"Oh." Sun Chuantao said, somewhat disappointed.

"It's okay, Tao'er. Even though you can't help us, you have a loud voice. When you're cheering, put on a good show!" Bai Ranmo kindly comforted him.

Sun Chuantao: "..."

Brother, do you even know how to comfort people?

Upon entering the classroom, several unfriendly gazes were cast upon the three people who entered.

Bai Ranmo scanned the entire classroom and could recognize the Golden Generation trio led by Hu Liena from their appearance and clothing.

"Hello!" Bai Ranmo didn't seem uncomfortable at all; instead, she waved enthusiastically to everyone.

"Are you stupid?" Yan was glaring at Bai Ranmo when Bai Ranmo suddenly became so enthusiastic, which confused him.

Hu Liena and Xie Yue exchanged a glance, their expressions both rather unpleasant. The other party was clearly provoking them, but only Yan, the simpleton, couldn't understand it.

Ignoring the discussions of the crowd, Bai Ranmo found an empty seat and sat down casually. The classroom was similar to a university lecture hall.

"What's wrong with you?" Tian was a little confused by Bai Ranmo's actions.

"Sigh, there's nothing I can do. I'm just that kind. Even though I know they'll hurt me, I still repay evil with kindness!" Bai Ranmo sighed.

“…Brother, isn’t this more like a provocation?” Sun Chuantao muttered under his breath.

"Wow, Tao'er's brain has become so sharp!" Bai Ranmo exclaimed loudly in a very exaggerated manner, looking quite surprised.

Soul Masters have excellent hearing, and most people's attention was focused on Bai Ranmo and the others, so they all heard Sun Chuantao and Bai Ranmo's words.

Yan suddenly realized what was happening and saw that everyone else had an ugly expression on their face, as if they had known all along. He felt that his intelligence had been insulted.

He stood up abruptly, determined to get back at Bai Ranmo, and stared coldly at him: "Kid, are you deliberately trying to cause trouble?"

"Wow, wow, wow, so smart! You guessed it right away!" Bai Ranmo's voice trailed off as he gave the sycophant a round of applause. "No wonder you're one of the Pope's golden generation. You're so smart."

Even if Yan were stupid, he could tell that this was mockery. This wasn't just a direct taunt; it was an invisible slap in the face.

Yan's martial soul, Fire Domain Lord, already possesses extremely strong fire attributes. As the owner of this martial soul, his temper is naturally very volatile.

Aside from Nana, who would dare to speak to him like that normally?

Chapter 15: If you cry and apologize, I'll spare your life—that's the rule! [Thank you for your support]

The fire was so intense it turned red and warm.

The members of the Offering Hall faction laughed without any restraint.

"Ranmo, he's to my liking. Don't be a coward, we'll take him on if necessary!" Tian's address became more affectionate, clearly indicating his great joy.

"Kid, what level are you now? I'll suppress my soul power to your level, do you dare to come to the training ground and fight me!" Yan was covered in flames and spoke through gritted teeth.

Neither Xie Yue nor Hu Liena stopped them. They had received a hint from the Pope, and they were already at odds with the people in the Hall of Worship, so they showed expressions of watching a good show.

They had great confidence in Yan's strength. Even if they were of the same level, a kid who had just awakened his martial soul would only be easily defeated by Yan.

"One against many is no fun?" Bai Ranmo raised an eyebrow and grinned. "Red Hair, call on the silver-haired and yellow-haired guys behind you. Do you dare to have a fight?"

"You think you can take on one of us three at once?" Yan was furious, his whole body practically oozing lava. "Arrogant!"

"Hmph, who said it was three against one?" A man who hadn't spoken until now, sitting behind Tian, ​​stood up. He looked about twelve or thirteen years old.

Flames also swirled around him, and lion mane appeared on his body: "Count me in."

“Me too!” Tian rolled up his sleeves.

Her body was covered in crocodile keratin, and her golden scales shimmered under the classroom lights. A huge golden crocodile tail grew from her back, and with a gentle slam, it shattered the classroom steps.

“Then I…” Sun Chuantao took out his martial soul, the circular giant blade.

"Go be a cheerleader!" Tian pulled his junior brother back to his side.

"You stinking fox, do you dare?" Tian glared at Hu Liena through gritted teeth, clearly harboring a deep grudge against her.

Since the people from the temple were deliberately provoking her, Hu Liena had no reason to refuse.

If she backs down, she will be disgracing the Papal Palace and Bibi Dong.