Douluo Continent: Targeted Thoughts, Winning Over Bibi Dong at the Start

Qin Heng didn't care how the Heavenly Dou Empire, the Three Upper Sects, and other major powers would react to this matter.

For him, the angrier and more dissatisfied these powerful forces were, the more it suited his expectations. The real focus was never on these vested interests, but on the vast majority of ordinary soul masters.

After leaving Tiandou City, he, Yue Guan, and Gui Mei traveled south and first arrived at the Fasno Province within the territory of the Barak Kingdom.

After the local Martial Soul Hall publicly announced that it would sell the "Basic General Version of Meridian Cultivation Method" for 1 silver soul coin, the three did not linger and directly changed their route to Soto City.

Soto City, as one of the central cities of the Barak Kingdom, is a relatively prosperous commercial center. At this time, one can already hear Soul Masters discussing the Spirit Hall's open sale of new cultivation techniques in the streets and alleys.

Some well-informed Soul Masters have even bought copies of cultivation techniques from Heaven Dou City at high prices and are trying to resell them in Soto City at high prices in an attempt to make a fortune.

Qin Heng did not stop this reselling activity.

"It's normal for someone to have a business mind and want to make money. We can't interfere with how others make money, can we?" Qin Heng said with a faint smile in the carriage.

Yue Guan covered her mouth and chuckled softly: "Your Highness is quite tolerant."

Qin Heng shook his head: "The cultivation method has already been made public. Whether they make money or not is up to them. As long as they don't maliciously tamper with the content, it's fine."

On the afternoon of their arrival in Soto City, Qin Heng did not immediately head to the local Martial Soul Hall. Instead, he took Yue Guan and Gui Mei to one of the most bustling places in Soto City—the Soto Grand Arena.

He didn't want to participate in the Soul Battle. With his current strength, unless the opponent was a Super Douluo of level 95 or above, or a Title Douluo with an extremely powerful Martial Soul, he would be easy prey. There were no opponents of that level in the Great Soul Battle Arena.

Qin Heng came here simply to see if he would run into any "familiar characters" in this city.

And he actually ran into it.

As soon as the three entered the Great Soul Arena, they heard a fierce clash of soul power and cheers from the audience erupting from the central main battle stage.

Qin Heng's gaze sharpened, and he stopped in his tracks.

On the battle stage, a slightly chubby boy with a somewhat lewd face was engaged in a fierce battle with a burly opponent.

A phoenix silhouette faintly appeared behind the boy, flames rising. This martial spirit was the Evil Fire Phoenix, and its master was naturally Ma Hongjun.

At this time, Ma Hongjun had just broken through to the Great Soul Master level not long ago, and his soul power fluctuations were at level twenty-one.

His opponent was a defensive-type Great Soul Master with a porcupine martial soul, whose soul power fluctuated around level 26 or 27.

With a difference of more than five levels in soul power, the porcupine soul master clearly had the advantage.

Ma Hongjun was in a very bad state, with multiple abrasions on his body and bloodstains on the corner of his mouth, but he still gritted his teeth and persevered.

"A fiery phoenix? Interesting!" Qin Heng's lips curled slightly as he stopped and crossed his arms to look at it with great interest.

Upon hearing this, Yue Guan tentatively asked, "Does Your Highness know this young man?"

"I wouldn't say I know them, I've only heard of them," Qin Heng said casually. "Let's keep watching."

On the fighting stage, Ma Hongjun was once again sent flying by a heavy punch from his opponent, crashing heavily to the ground with a painful groan.

But he quickly shakily got to his feet and unleashed his soul power once more: "Die! Phoenix Fireline!"

Although the attack was quite powerful, the level difference was significant. The opponent simply used the defensive soul skill of the Porcupine Martial Soul to block it, thus neutralizing most of the attack. Then, with a retaliatory Porcupine Charge, the opponent sent Ma Hongjun flying again.

A burst of cheers and shouts erupted from the audience.

"Haha, this chubby kid is going to lose!"

"The difference in soul power between level 21 and level 26 is a bit too great."

"Damn it, you fatso, get up here! I've bet everything I have on you, and your martial spirit is a phoenix? You can't even beat a pig?"

"What phoenix? He doesn't deserve it! This martial spirit is at best a fire-breathing chicken!"

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Qin Heng glanced at the disheveled Ma Hongjun on the stage, a hint of amusement flashing in his eyes. He turned to Yue Guan and Gui Mei and said, "Elders, let's find a seat and watch the rest of the show before we leave."

"Yes, Your Highness." The three of them found seats in the VIP section near the arena and continued to watch the fierce battle, which was fiercely contested despite the vast disparity in strength.

Unbeknownst to Ma Hongjun, three pairs of eyes from the Spirit Hall's higher-ups were already fixed on him.

Qin Heng leaned against the railing of the VIP section with his arms crossed, his gaze fixed on the Soul Battle Stage below. Suddenly, he changed the subject and asked softly, "Elders, don't you find this strange?"

The ghost paused slightly, then tentatively asked, "What does Your Highness mean?"

Qin Heng's gaze first fell on the chubby boy on the Soul Battle Platform who had been blasted away but stubbornly gotten back up. He slowly said, "That chubby boy who is currently battling in the Soul Battle Platform, he should be under ten years old. To have level twenty-one Soul Power at this age, his innate Soul Power level must be at least level eight, right?"

Furthermore, although his martial soul has flaws, it has undeniably reached the threshold of a top-tier beast martial soul. Why is there absolutely no information about such a genius within the Spirit Hall?

Both Gui Mei and Yue Guan frowned slightly.

Qin Heng continued without pausing, "And there's that boy next to him who looks mature beyond his years and has been watching the battle the whole time."

He was a little older than the chubby boy, but not by much, and his soul power fluctuations were around level twenty-three or twenty-four.

Moreover, look at the sausages he keeps making; they are clearly creations of soul power, which means he is a food-type soul master.

A support-type Soul Master who can cultivate to level 23 or 24 at the age of eleven or twelve has an estimated innate Soul Power of at least level nine, and may even have full innate Soul Power.

There doesn't seem to be any record of such geniuses in the Hall of Geniuses, right? Otherwise, not only me, but at least the two elders should know about it.

Upon hearing this, both Yue Guan and Gui Mei's expressions changed simultaneously.

Especially the ghost, whose forehead instantly broke out in a fine layer of cold sweat.

A genius boy with a top-tier beast martial soul and innate soul power of level eight or above.

The other is a food-type Soul Master, a super support genius with innate Soul Power level nine or even full Soul Power.

If these two little ones were born into a wealthy family, it would be fine, but they are now in Soto City. Judging from their clothes, they are obviously from commoner backgrounds. However, the Spirit Hall's intelligence system is completely unaware of this, and the Spirit Master who awakened them has never been reported.

If this gets back to the Papal Palace and His Holiness the Pope finds out, the consequences will be unimaginable!

Yue Guan forced a smile, but his voice was somewhat hoarse: "Your Highness, it may be that the stewards below have been negligent in their work. Soto City is, after all, just a small place, and the intelligence network is not comprehensive enough."

Qin Heng shook his head slightly, not replying, but his gaze returned to the Soul Battle Stage.

At this moment, Ma Hongjun was once again blasted away by his opponent and fell to the ground in a sorry state. This time, Ma Hongjun was unable to get up again, and Oscar hurriedly ran over to feed him sausages.

He withdrew his gaze, then turned to look at Yue Guan and Gui Mei, and said calmly, "Elders, there's no need to be nervous. I don't intend to disturb these two for the time being. Let them continue to 'grow freely' in Soto City for a while."

Yue Guan breathed a sigh of relief, but was still somewhat worried: "Your Highness, then what about us...?"

"Let's get the promotion of the cultivation technique sorted out first." Qin Heng waved his hand. "Then, while we're at it, let's ask the stewards of Soto City how they handle things, and whether they know about the existence of these two geniuses."

If you know the answer, ask them why they concealed it; if you don't, just treat it as dereliction of duty.

Gui Mei and Yue Guan bowed simultaneously and accepted the order: "We will obey Your Highness's command."