When Qian Daoliu transmigrated into Douluo Continent II, even the evil spirit masters were terrified

Chapter 40 The Secret of the True Body

"Fine, since you haven't caused me any harm, I'll spare your life today." Qian Daoliu caught the will to survive in Du Busi's eyes, "but I certainly won't let you go like this."

Upon hearing this, a glint flashed in Du Busi's eyes, but he still pretended not to care and turned his head away to tentatively say, "Name your conditions."

Although his tone was still harsh, it was much softer than before.

Qiandaoliu is also very direct.

"I have heard that the Body Sect has a very special secret technique that can awaken the Body Martial Soul. If you hand over this secret technique to me, it may be able to save my life."

Poison couldn't kill him, and he immediately became unhappy.

"impossible!"

"This secret technique was painstakingly developed by our ancestors of the Body Sect; how can we hand it over to others!"

"You'll never get the chance!"

He stiffened his neck, his tone resolute, as if he would rather die than comply.

Qian Daoliu had anticipated this reaction. He chuckled and looked at the ring, a dark green storage soul tool embedded in the ring on the index finger.

"I think you should prepare two copies of the secret technique, since it is the most precious thing of the Body Sect."

"One copy is kept in the sect, and the other is carried on my person."

"This will maximize the chances of the secret technique being passed down."

"So I could have just robbed you directly, but I gave you a chance to live."

Upon hearing this, Du Busi...

His entire face was as black as the bottom of a pot.

The muscles in his face twitched a few times.

It was clear that Qian Daoliu had guessed correctly.

There was indeed a secret technique inside his storage soul tool.

Poison Undying is the strongest fighter in the Body Sect. Looking across the entire continent, there are very few people who can snatch things from him. Therefore, he always believed that carrying the secret technique close to his body was the safest option.

But to my utter surprise, I encountered the monster Qian Daoliu today.

They couldn't win a fight, and they couldn't escape.

"Let me give you a piece of advice."

Qian Daoliu noticed Du Busi's struggling expression and said calmly, "Secret techniques are certainly important, but what a sect cannot do without is actually high-end combat power."

"Think about it carefully. If you were to perish here today, without your original sect, what good would it do to possess secret techniques?"

The poison didn't kill him; his face turned blue and red in turns.

Although I really wanted to argue back, I had to admit that what Qian Daoliu said was indeed correct.

Although the Body Sect now has quite a few Title Douluos, he is the only one who can truly carry the banner.

If I were to perish here today, the Body Sect might not be destroyed immediately, but it probably wouldn't survive for more than a few years.

After all, the ambitions of the Sun Moon Empire are obvious.

Those lunatics have long wanted to trample all the sects on the continent under their feet.

"Take it!"

Du Bu Si was a decisive person. After thinking through the pros and cons, he took out a booklet from his storage soul tool and tossed it to Qian Dao Liu.

The booklet is about the size of a palm, with a yellowed cover and some wear on the corners.

He figured that since Qian Daoliu didn't have a Body Martial Soul, the most he could do with the secret techniques was just look at them. Even if he tried to use them to cultivate some disciples with Body Martial Souls, it would be impossible for him to threaten the Body Sect's position.

"That's right, a wise person knows when to yield."

Qian Daoliu took the booklet.

There were four large characters written on it—"The Secret of the Body".

The characters are ancient and vigorous, conveying a sense of the weight of time.

He smiled with satisfaction.

He wanted this thing mainly to plan for the future. When he rebuilds the Spirit Hall and helps ordinary people awaken their spirits, he will definitely encounter people who have awakened their true spirits.

This thing will naturally come in handy when the time comes.

"A thousand streams."

Poison Undying's weak voice suddenly rang out.

"Um?"

Qian Daoliu looked down at the poison-free corpse on the ground and frowned.

"Just now, how much of your strength did you use?"

"Poison Never Dies" asked.

He knew very well that Qian Daoliu hadn't used his full strength just now, but at this moment he couldn't help himself and still couldn't quite accept the fact of defeat.

Qian Daoliu thought for a moment and casually replied, "I used about 60% of my strength."

This isn't a lie.

He chose to fight Du Busi for so long simply to test the level of the strongest individuals in this era.

Therefore, he never used the ninth soul skill, the angel set, the last two forms of his self-created soul skill, or his most powerful divine power.

Otherwise, he felt that if the poison didn't kill him, he probably wouldn't last ten moves.

"I see—"

A look of sorrow flashed in Du Bu Si's eyes.

He risked his life, but the opponent only used 60% of their strength, making it seem like a game for them.

"Don't be too discouraged."

Qian Daoliu smiled faintly, "Actually, you are really amazing, especially your physical strength. Among all the Soul Masters I have ever seen, you are in a class of your own."

"If it weren't for the advantage of my weapon, I think it wouldn't be easy for me to break through your defenses."

This is the truth.

Qian Daoliu felt that if he didn't have the Angelic Holy Sword, he probably wouldn't be able to effectively damage Du Busi with more than half of his methods.

To put it bluntly, he gained quite a bit of advantage in this battle.

First is the Angelic Holy Sword, a semi-divine artifact that can ignore 50% of an enemy's defense and easily break through any defense below the god level.

Secondly, there are Eternal Holy Flame and Angelic Domain, two skills that can continuously dissolve soul power.

Finally, there's the issue of hierarchy.

He could tell that Poison Undying had condensed a soul core. If he hadn't taken advantage of these three things, and they were both level 98, he would probably have been no match for him if he had dared to be so arrogant as not to use his trump cards.

Especially in terms of endurance.

That battle just now consumed nearly 50% of his soul power.

On the other hand, Du Busi has managed to hold on until now despite the Eternal Holy Flame and the Angelic Domain continuously dissolving his soul power.

This is the power of the Soul Core.

At this moment, Qian Daoliu's decision to condense a soul core had changed from initial interest to an urgent matter.

After all, Poison Undying is only level 98.

If I were to encounter another Limit Douluo in the future, and that opponent possessed dual soul cores, or even a more powerful triple soul core, I might not be able to win easily.

"Is that so—"

Poison Undying gazed at the sky.

By this time, the sun had already sunk most of its way down, leaving only a last sliver of crimson in the sky.

He felt that today was the unluckiest day of his life. He had activated the second awakening of the Gold level, which consumed his life force. In the end, not only did the 100,000-year-old soul beast embryo that was about to be eaten fly away, but he was also seriously injured.

That's an absolute rip-off.

"I'm going back." Qian Daoliu didn't linger. "Remember to get those five Title Douluos from the Body Sect to leave as soon as possible, or you'll face the consequences."

He left those words behind, soared into the sky, leaving behind only the nearly depressed Poison Undying.

After lying there for a few minutes, Du Bu Si's chest was still throbbing with pain. His soul power had barely recovered a little, but it was only enough for him to sit up.

Suddenly, Poison Undying remembered something.

He suddenly sat up.

"Wait, what's that guy's spirit ring configuration again?"

He recalled for a moment and vaguely remembered that it was eight black and one red.

That's right, it's eight black and one red!

But that's not right.

He could understand the next six spirit rings.

After all, the configuration of the Limit Douluo is definitely not bad.

But why are the first three spirit rings all ten thousand years?

Poison Undying sat on the ground, lost in thought.

His brows were so furrowed they could trap a fly.

"Could it be that he practiced some kind of evil magic to forcibly increase the age of his soul rings?"

"No, no, no, judging from his behavior as a person or his martial spirit, he could not possibly be an evil spirit master."

"If he were an evil spirit master, there would be no normal people on the continent."

"So, what is the reason for this?"

The poison didn't kill him, and he couldn't figure it out. The more he thought about it, the more confused he became.

In the end, all that could be uttered was a sigh.

"Damn it, monster."

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