Douluo Continent: The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda? A Soul Beast Pagoda!

Chapter 37 Soto City

A chilling thought, like a venomous snake, slowly rose from the depths of my heart.

Bibi Dong, although it is said that a gentleman's revenge is never too late, even after ten years.

But I, Jiang Bai, have never been a gentleman.

I can't kill you now, so let the people you care about taste the bitterness of pain first.

You're deeply in love with Yu Xiaogang, aren't you? Then you'll just have to make do with your old flame for now.

Yu Xiaogang, are you ready?

DD

About an hour later, they had left the core area and arrived at a relatively safe area on the outskirts of the Star Dou Great Forest.

Beside a clear stream, the wind dragon slowly descended.

Jiang Bai leaped off the dragon's back. Although his steps were still a little unsteady, he was able to move freely.

He looked around and, after confirming it was safe, spoke to Sanlongdao.

"We need to catch a few spirit beasts to replenish our strength. Try to avoid powerful or special groups; just catch some ordinary ones."

"Yes, Master!"

The three dragons received the order and quickly dispersed.

After shrinking in size, they moved more stealthily, and in less than fifteen minutes, they brought back more than a dozen unconscious soft-boned rabbits.

These are all soul beasts with a cultivation period of several decades, the lowest age limit, and they are as common as weeds on the outskirts of the Star Dou Great Forest.

Jiang Bai skillfully processed the rabbit meat with a dagger by the stream, skinning, removing the internal organs, and cleaning it.

Then a simple grill was set up, and the skewered rabbit meat was placed on the fire, with the fire dragon controlling the small flames to grill it evenly.

As the oil dripped into the fire, it sizzled, releasing a rich aroma of meat.

The shrunken fire dragon, earth dragon, and wind dragon sat around the campfire, their eyes fixed on the roasted meat that was gradually turning golden brown, their Adam's apples bobbing involuntarily.

As Jiang Bai turned the grilled meat, his thoughts drifted to distant places.

We can't go back to the Spirit Hall for the time being.

At the very least, I cannot go back until I have the strength to take revenge.

Where should we go next?

Let's go back to Niuma Village first.

Six years have passed since he left, but his mother's grave is still in the remote village that raised him.

Although he didn't have many relatives he missed, they were, after all, his "roots" in this world.

Let's go and disgust Yu Xiaogang again.

Then—travel across the continent, seeking opportunities to become stronger.

I need to find a chance to eat that "Yuan Yang Hot Pot" with its dual functions of ice and fire!

So many magical herbs, the Qiluo Tulip among them can not only help his Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda evolve into the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, but the rest can also greatly improve the cultivation of the dragon beasts!

A single immortal herb, even if it doesn't instantly increase one's cultivation by 80,000 or 90,000 years, should at least provide 40,000 or 50,000 years, right?

(That's right, the question is for you, the viewer! How many years of cultivation should a single immortal herb increase?)

(Too high is bad, too low is bad too, please give me some advice, please help me)

But—no rush.

He needs to get back into shape and make a detailed plan first.

"Master, the meat is ready!" The dragon's voice pulled him back to reality.

Jiang Bai snapped out of his daze, took down a few perfectly roasted rabbit pieces, and first distributed them to Sanlong.

They didn't care that it was hot; they opened their mouths and swallowed the whole rabbit in one gulp, then squinted their eyes in satisfaction.

Jiang Bai took one down himself, blew on it to cool it down, and carefully took a bite.

Crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, even without any seasoning, the natural tenderness of the meat combined with the smoky flavor makes it exceptionally delicious.

He chewed slowly, feeling the warmth of the food spreading through his body and replenishing his energy.

After eating and drinking to their hearts' content and resting for a while, Jiang Bai once again leaped onto the back of the wind dragon.

"Go to the southern border of the Heavenly Dou Empire, the Barak Kingdom, Niu Ma Village."

The wind dragon let out a long roar, spread its wings, and carried him into the sky, flying in the direction Jiang Bai pointed.

The fire dragon and the earth dragon returned to the tower's inner space to rest and cultivate.

Ten days later.

Jiang Bai finally arrived in the territory of the Barak Kingdom.

Instead of flying directly back to Niuma Village, he made a brief stop in Soto City en route.

This city, located in the southeast of the Kingdom of Barak, was exceptionally prosperous due to its strategic location at the crossroads of two great empires.

In a grove of trees a few miles outside the city, Jiang Bai commanded the wind dragon to descend and retrieve it into the tower's inner space to recuperate.

He straightened his clothes, still wearing a simple blue and white outfit, which was a little dusty from days of traveling, but still quite neat.

They then walked along the official road toward the city gate.

After paying the entrance fee, Jiang Bai stepped into Soto City.

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Instead of immediately going to buy supplies, he first found a clean-looking and affordable restaurant and ate roasted meat and wild fruit in the forest for ten days.

Sitting in this bustling restaurant, listening to the laughter and chatter of the diners around me, I feel as if I've stepped into another world.

After eating and drinking his fill, Jiang Bai got down to business.

He first went to several building material stores, purchased a batch of tools, and also bought some stone and quicklime.

Next, he went to the market in the west of the city.

I bought some gifts to give to a few close friends in the village.

After purchasing these items, Jiang Bai walked down the street, pondering whether there was anything he had forgotten.

Just then, my gaze inadvertently swept over an inconspicuous shop on the street corner.

The shop wasn't large, and its signboard featured a sword, a hammer, and a menacing dragon.

Jiang Bai stopped in his tracks.

This sign—Flanders' Grocery Store?

Jiang Bai's heart stirred.

Judging by the time, Tang San should still be studying with Yu Xiaogang at the Notting City Primary Soul Master Academy.

He hesitated for a moment, but still walked towards the shop.

The door was ajar. I pushed it open and went inside. It was dimly lit.

The shop was small, with all sorts of items hanging on three walls, all of which looked old and worn, not at all like valuable goods.

In the center of the room was a wooden recliner, on which a man who looked to be in his fifties was lying, creaking and groaning as the chair rocked back and forth.

He had his eyes closed, seemingly taking a nap, and didn't seem to care that someone had entered.

Jiang Bai strolled slowly through the shop, his gaze sweeping over the "junk" on the wall.

The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda Martial Soul's innate treasure-appraisal ability gave him a vague sense of these items.

Most of them were indeed just ordinary old items, but a few of them faintly emitted a faint energy fluctuation.

His gaze finally settled on a dark yellow crystal, about the size of a human head.

The crystal surface was covered with fine golden patterns, almost invisible in the dim light, but the Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda emanated a clear tremor—this was a good thing!

Plate-shaped gold leaf, or in other words, the raw material for dragon whisker needles.

Jiang Bai was not proficient in forging or hidden weapons, but he remembered that in the original novel, Tang San used this material to make the Dragon Beard Needle, which had extremely strong defense-breaking ability and was specifically designed to break through protective qi and soul power defenses.

For him now, it is indeed a good thing.

Moreover, there's a saying: you can do without it, but you can't be without it.

He reached out and took the crystal plate; it felt heavy in his hand.

"Boss, how much is this?" Jiang Bai turned around and asked.

Flander, still sitting on the recliner, didn't even open his eyes, but his hoarse voice lazily rang out: "One hundred gold soul coins."

"make a deal."

Jiang Bai took out a small cloth bag from his storage bracelet and casually tossed it over.

After saying that, he didn't say anything more and turned to walk out of the store.

The bag traced an arc in the air and landed precisely in Flander's arms.

Flander caught it, weighed it in his hand, and rubbed the gold soul coin between his fingers through the cloth bag to confirm it was genuine.

He then slightly opened one eye and, through the crystal lens, sized up the generous young man.

He wore a blue and white shirt, had a delicate face, and clear eyes that conveyed a maturity beyond his years.

His aura was restrained, but with Flander's cultivation as a Soul Saint, he could vaguely sense the surging soul power fluctuations within the other party's body.

A Soul Master aged twelve or thirteen?

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