Douluo Continent: The True Self of Martial Soul, Infinite Awakening

Inside the spacious council hall of the Body Sect, the unrestrained laughter of two six-year-old children echoed.

The old face of Du Busi, which had been multicolored due to extreme shock, turned completely black at this moment.

He, a dignified level 98 Super Douluo, the absolute leader of the Body Sect, and the infamous Living Yama of the continent, was actually laughed at by two brats today.

He twitched his lips twice, and his large hands emerged from his sleeves, striking with both hands.

Snapped!Snapped!

Two muffled thuds exploded almost simultaneously inside the hall.

Du Busi's two seemingly casual slaps actually contained extremely subtle muscle vibration power, precisely striking Ye Yuan and Huo Yuhao's shoulders.

Ye Yuan stood still, and several fine cracks instantly spread across the bluestone floor beneath his feet.

But he didn't even sway his shoulders. The shock that reached his bone marrow was dissipated by the extremely dense muscle fibers in his body the moment it touched his skin, like a mud ox sinking into the sea, without causing the slightest ripple.

On the other side, Huo Yuhao presented a completely different picture.

"Ouch!"

The boy knelt heavily on one knee, clutching his shoulder and wincing in pain.

The force did not damage his bones and meridians, but it subtly stimulated all the pain nerves in his shoulder.

This tangy flavor is even more intoxicating than the simmering in the Four Symbols Warm Fire Cauldron.

"Let you laugh at this sect leader." Poison Undying raised his chin slightly and let out a soft snort. He glanced at Ye Yuan's unresponsive appearance out of the corner of his eye and was secretly alarmed, but on the surface he pretended to be an arrogant elder.

After a brief moment of awkwardness, Du Busi could no longer suppress the overwhelming joy in his heart.

With both mental and physical abilities meeting the requirements, the first spirit ring absorbed ten thousand years' worth of energy.

This is something he never even dared to dream of, yet it has truly happened to the successor of his Body Sect today.

"Hahaha! Good! Excellent!"

Poison Undying tilted his head back and burst into unrestrained laughter.

The laughter showed no sign of abating; a powerful soul force, mixed with the sound waves, transformed into a tangible storm that swept through the hall.

The massive load-bearing pillars creaked under the strain, the crossbeams, which were as thick as several people could hug, trembled violently, and the ancient ice stone dome, which had only been repaired a few months ago, began to shed dust again.

Halfway up the main peak, Elder Qian, who had just finished calculating the sect's expenses for the previous month, was leisurely walking up the stone steps toward the main hall, holding his account book.

Suddenly, the mountain beneath their feet shook violently, followed by a deafening laugh that pierced through the heavy palace doors and assaulted their eardrums.

Elder Qian looked up at the top of the main hall and saw that several extremely expensive glazed tiles had been shattered by the sound waves and were falling into the sea of ​​clouds.

The leisurely look on his face vanished instantly, replaced by deep sorrow.

"You're hopeless! You spendthrift! That dome was just repaired at a cost of two million gold soul coins!"

Elder Qian tucked the account book under his armpit, rolled up his sleeves, unleashed his soul power, and transformed into a blur as he angrily charged toward the main hall gate.

Inside the main hall.

Poison Immortal's ears twitched, keenly catching the roar that was rapidly approaching from outside the door.

The laughter abruptly stopped, and for the first time ever, a look of utter guilt flashed across the face of this powerful and renowned Douluo.

"Oh no, Old Qian is going crazy."

Before he could finish speaking, Poisonous Immortal suddenly thrust both hands forward.

A dense, dark green light burst forth from his palm, enveloping Ye Yuan and Huo Yuhao, who were still caught off guard.

The next instant, space was torn apart.

boom!

Elder Qian kicked open the heavy sandalwood door of the main hall.

"Sect Leader! If you don't deduct the money for repairing the main hall from your private treasury today, I'm not finished with you!"

Before Elder Qian could finish speaking, he was struck head-on by a huge ball of green light.

The ball of light, accompanied by a piercing sonic boom, grazed Elder Qian's nose as it shot into the sky, shattering the clouds in mid-air.

A strong wind rushed into the main hall, making Elder Qian's beard and hair stand on end.

"Old Qian! I'm going to get spirit rings for our two geniuses from the Body Sect first! Any important matters in the sect can wait until I return!"

Poison Undying's loud, clear laugh, which seemed to be a desperate escape, echoed from the depths of the clouds, before dissipating completely in the wind a few seconds later.

Elder Qian stood at the entrance of the devastated hall, still in the position of kicking down the door, pointing to the empty sky, his chest heaving violently.

He gritted his teeth, muttering various matters under his breath, seemingly calculating how much money he would lose this time.

But despite his cursing, when he looked down and saw the spot where Ye Yuan had just stood, those top-grade bluestone tiles that had been crushed by pure physical strength, the anger in his eyes slowly subsided.

Elder Qian put his feet down, reached out to smooth his beard which had been ruffled by the wind, shook his head and chuckled softly.

The Spirit Eye boy we brought back half a year ago, with unimaginable perseverance, managed to digest the potent medicine that was enough to kill a Great Soul Master. Now, he has not only made up for the deficit, but has also broken through to level ten in one fell swoop.

As for their young sect leader... the strange phenomenon that occurred six months ago was enough to prove his extraordinary talent.

"Go, hurry up and go! I want to see what kind of earth-shattering first soul skill you two little monsters can come up with. I'll sell everything I own to cover your losses!"

10,000 meters above the ground.

The biting gale was strong enough to tear fine steel to shreds, but under the protection of the dark green soul power shield, the inside was so calm that there wasn't even a gust of wind.

Poison Undying sat cross-legged at the front of the light shield, pulled out a gourd of wine from somewhere, and took a sip with relish.

"Old Qian is a good man in every way, except he's as petty as a pinhead and stingy. I'm the head of a sect, so what's wrong with me laughing a little louder? How much are those few broken tiles worth?" Du Busi smacked his lips and began to complain to Ye Yuan beside him.

Ye Yuan sat cross-legged to the side, adjusting his breathing rhythm, and just chuckled when he heard this.

"Sect Master, if you had shouted those two shouts any longer, the dome of the Ten-Thousand-Year-Old Mystic Stone would have had to be rebuilt. Elder Qian is in charge of logistics; the food, clothing, daily necessities, and medicinal herb purchases for the thousands of people in the sect all rest on his shoulders. Without his meticulous and frugal management, how would you have gotten the Ten-Thousand-Year-Old Crimson Blood Ginseng from the top-tier medicine storehouse to brew a medicinal bath for Yuhao?"

After being rebuked by Ye Yuan, Poison Undying blushed and retorted, "I was just testing his ability to allocate resources! Let's not talk about him anymore, it's bad luck."

Huo Yuhao sat obediently behind Ye Yuan, his hands supporting his chin, his bright eyes wide open, silently listening to the bickering between the old and the young.

During his time at the White Tiger Duke's mansion, he witnessed firsthand the rigid hierarchy and oppression between masters and servants, and the cruelty of people fighting each other over a few copper coins.

He never imagined that the relationship between the high and mighty sect leader and the elders would be so ruthless yet filled with absolute trust.

In the past few months, the Body Sect, a demonic den that outsiders see as a menacing place, has given him a sense of security and belonging that he has never experienced before in his life.

His gaze fell on Ye Yuan's broad back, his eyes growing increasingly resolute.

Brother Yuan is right. Only by becoming stronger can we protect this hard-won warmth.

What would take a flying spirit beast ten days to half a month to travel, a Super Douluo could cover in just a few hours.

When the endless, deep green forest below came into view, the edge of the Starry Sky Forest had been reached.

Poison Immortal manipulated the light shield and landed on a relatively hidden outer hilltop.

The moment your feet touched the ground, the unique earthy scent of the ancient forest, a mixture of decaying leaves and the rich aroma of life, wafted over you.