My martial spirit leads me to Earth; I begin by submitting my skills to the Douluo Continent.

Chapter 38 HRB600E

The smoke and dust cleared.

Tang San was panting heavily, his left hand still holding the Clear Sky Hammer, the exhilarating feeling of releasing power captivating him.

He looked at the soul beast in front of him, which had lost all ability to resist, and a cold glint flashed in his eyes.

"Cut the weeds and eliminate the roots."

Tang Clan's principle: Mercy to the enemy is cruelty to oneself.

Tang San's eyes were icy cold as he raised the Clear Sky Hammer high with both hands, aiming it at the Golden Sunflower, ready to deliver the final blow to this king.

"It's over!" At this moment, Tang San unleashed a powerful hammer strike!

However, just as the black hammerhead was about to touch the ground, clang—!!

A sharp, metallic clang rang out.

That unstoppable, number one weapon spirit in the world was abruptly halted in mid-air, unable to advance even an inch further.

He looked up in horror.

Suddenly, Su Yun appeared before him as if a divine warrior had descended from the heavens, standing tall with one hand raised to the sky.

Amidst the billowing dust, what blocked the Haotian Hammer's fatal blow was a thick, black iron rod exuding an ancient and weighty aura.

Its surface is covered with rough and mysterious spiral patterns, like a sleeping black dragon coiled around it, stretching across the world with a terrifying pressure that can suppress the four seas and stabilize the universe.

What kind of divine weapon could possibly block this attack?

As the smoke and dust cleared, Tang San, filled with awe, stared intently at the inscriptions engraved on the surface of that peerless artifact, and he was completely stunned.

GB/T1499.2—HRB600E High-strength, Yield-Resistant, Seismic-Resistant Hot-Rolled Ribbed Steel Bars (φ32mm)

What is that? —Q?

The so-called HRB600 means that the yield strength of this steel bar is as high as 600 MPa.

This is a number that brought despair to the era of cold weapons.

This means that even a cross-section the size of a fingernail can easily support a 6-ton weight, equivalent to an adult African elephant standing on one leg, without breaking it.

Faced with this modern industrial monster that locks in atomic structure and is even used to withstand magnitude 8 earthquakes, Tang San's Clear Sky Hammer, which hasn't yet been equipped with spirit rings, is indeed—

It's not quite good enough.

"Brother Su?" Tang San asked, puzzled, the killing intent in his eyes still lingering. "What are you doing? It's not quite dead yet. If we don't kill it now, what if it makes a last-ditch effort to fight back—"

Su Yun didn't speak, but gently pushed the rebar upwards, pushing the Haotian Hammer aside.

"We need to find a different, more ritualistic way to kill."

"A more ritualistic method of killing?"

Tang San stared blankly at Su Yun, his Haotian Hammer still in the downward slamming position, but the murderous aura had dissipated.

"good."

With a flick of his wrist, Su Yun made the heavy rebar spin in his hand before slamming it heavily to the ground with a loud thud, kicking up a cloud of dust.

He looked at the dying golden sunflower at his feet, its flower head half-crushed.

"Xiao San, the traditional way of hunting soul beasts is a barbaric approach. It's like killing the goose that lays the golden eggs, creating a dead end, and wasting the soul beast's inherent spirituality."

"In my hometown, we emphasize sustainable development and win-win cooperation."

"Or, to put it more simply, it's called labor dispatch."

"Labor dispatch??" Tang San and Yu Xiaogang, who was in the distance, were both stunned.

This term was far ahead of its time for the people of Douluo Continent.

Simply put, it means not killing it.

Su Yun pointed to the Golden Sunflower.

"Instead, you sign a contract with it. Preserve its consciousness, let it reside in your body as an energy entity, and become your soul spirit. It provides you with soul rings and soul skills, and you nourish its evolution with your soul power. It's a win-win situation; you are Party A, and it is Party B."

"This—how is this possible?!"

Yu Xiaogang, who was some distance away, finally came to his senses. Ignoring his fear, he stumbled over and shouted.

"Ridiculous! Unheard of! How could such a thing possibly exist in the world?!"

"Master, just because you can't do it doesn't mean others can't."

Su Yun didn't even glance at Yu Xiaogang. He simply squatted down and gently tapped the flower head of the golden sunflower with the rough rebar in his hand.

Clang! Clang! The crisp metallic clanging sound startled the plant, making it tremble.

"Hey, big guy, stop playing dead, I know you can understand me."

Su Yun pushed up his sunglasses, revealing a kind smile on his face.

You now have two choices.

"Either I get smashed to pieces by this guy next to me with the hammer, turning into a mindless circle of light."

"Or you could sign a contract with my brother—no, I mean, an employment contract. You can work for him and live a life of luxury. You'll lose your freedom, but you'll live in a different way."

The golden sunflower that had been feigning death suddenly burst forth with a strong will to survive.

Ignoring its broken stem, it desperately used its two remaining leaves to hold onto Su Yun's rebar. The huge flower head nodded wildly like a rattle drum, shaking Su Yun covered in sunflower seeds.

Sign! I'll sign! I'll sign right now! As long as I can live, I'll be a beast of burden, I'll do anything!

"That's right."

Su Yun put away the steel bars with satisfaction and turned to look at Tang San, who was completely dumbfounded.

"Hey mistress, come here. I'll teach you a mantra; it's the secret to concluding a contract."

This method naturally comes from Bai Ze's copied homework.

In the current version, this is the technique of dimensional reduction attack.

Tang San, after all, had lived two lives and possessed extremely high comprehension.

I grasped the essence of it after listening to it just once.

He took a deep breath, put away the Haotian Hammer, and sat cross-legged in front of the Golden Sunflower.

"Let's begin."

Tang San formed a hand seal, and a gentle spiritual force shot out from between his eyebrows, enveloping the Golden Sunflower.

Buzz—

Guided by the contract array, the enormous Golden Sunflower began to decompose on its own.

It transformed into streams of dense, liquid golden light.

These lights were filled with a warm and sacred aura.

Golden light, like water, flowed slowly into Tang San's body along the Blue Silver Grass he extended.

"Incomprehensible—this is simply incomprehensible—"

Yu Xiaogang stood aside, unable to believe what he was seeing.

The Blue Silver Grass, which was originally deemed a useless martial soul in Yu Xiaogang's theory, was instantly awakened after coming into contact with this same source of light power, like a seed that had been parched for a long time and then received sweet rain!

Click!

A crisp sound, like the breaking of shackles, seemed to come from inside Tang San's body.

"Ugh—"

Tang San couldn't help but let out a low groan.

But this was not pain; rather, it was a blissful sensation that sent shivers down one's spine.

It's like someone who has been locked in a dark dungeon for over a decade, finally pushing open the door and seeing the bright sunshine for the first time.

Then, an astonishing scene unfolded.

The Blue Silver Grass in Tang San's hand, which was originally inconspicuous, began to grow wildly.

The grass blades, which were originally only as thick as a finger, suddenly became wider and longer.

The outer skin began to crack and peel off, revealing the crystal-clear, sapphire-like new tissue inside. In the center of those azure grass leaves, pale golden veins clearly emerged, pulsating like human blood vessels, greedily absorbing every bit of light and heat from the Golden Sunflower.

noble.

imperial power.

Endless life.