In Douluo Continent, the Pope used me as a substitute for my first love.

Chapter 124 The Little Girl with the White Scale Tower Martial Soul

"Do you know how many Soul Kings, or even Soul Emperors, have only a white Soul Ring as their first Soul Ring? Will you become a Soul King or a Soul Emperor in the future?"

"Do you know how many small town lords' descendants also have a white spirit ring as their first spirit ring? Are you the lord's child, or the lord's child's wife?"

"You think you're worthy of being called the number one spirit ring in a century? Bah!"

Hearing the burly man's impolite words, full of mockery and disdain, the little girl was stunned for a moment. When she came to her senses, her bright eyes widened instantly and then filled with tears.

"Hmph, she cries after just a few words, and she still wants to absorb a hundred-year-old soul ring..."

"I doubt you could even withstand a ten-year spirit ring."

Upon seeing this, the burly man grumbled and turned away.

At this moment, a few people had gathered around. They didn't condemn the big man's actions; they just enjoyed watching the spectacle. Then, just when they thought the little girl who had stayed behind was about to burst into tears, she simply lowered her head and walked away without saying a word.

"Tch, boring..."

And so, the onlookers dispersed.

"That's interesting."

Conversely, on the upper floor, Wang Zhao held down Qian Renxue, whose expression was somewhat complicated, and waved as he watched the little girl's departing figure:

"Go to the nearest Spirit Hall branch and get her information."

"Yes."

In the darkness, a figure quickly disappeared.

"Xiao Zhao..."

At this moment, Qian Renxue suddenly raised her head and looked at Wang Zhao.

"Since that young girl confidently brought a bag of money to find a Soul Master to hunt down a hundred-year-old Soul Beast, she must have known the exact price. So why didn't that Soul Master even look at her? Why wouldn't he take the money?"

"It's not that simple."

Wang Zhao gently patted her head, as if he had thought of something, and sighed softly.

"If everyone can obtain the first spirit ring of the century if they pool their money, how should the resources for ten-year spirit rings be allocated?"

"What I mean is that high-quality hundred-year spirit rings are monopolized by the upper class, while the middle and lower classes can only share ordinary or even inferior ones. If a large number of lower-level spirit masters also join in, it would undoubtedly be the weak competing with the strong, which would not be allowed."

"But spirit beasts aren't inanimate objects. Does that mean ordinary spirit masters can't hunt down and kill a decent spirit beast they encounter in the spirit beast forest?"

Qian Renxue couldn't help but ask.

"Sigh, Xiaoxue, you know that in small places, Soul Masters without a background usually can't get a noble's order to enter the Soul Beast Forest unless they work for a noble. Even if they enter a Soul Beast area like the Star Dou Great Forest, which is not controlled by anyone, they usually can't handle the Soul Ring target needed to reach the bottleneck of their level on their own, regardless of their safety. They often need a stronger person to help them hunt it down."

So...

Wang Zhao shook his head.

"The strong restrain the weak from progress. Even if resources themselves are difficult to control, people can always be easily controlled by society."

"Unspoken rules?!"

Qian Renxue suddenly remembered this word that Wang Zhao had once told her.

"That's right."

Wang Zhao's gaze was leisurely.

"The significance of spirit rings lies not only in granting spirit skills, but also in changing the spirit itself, which can be simply put as improving talent."

"Theoretically, a powerful martial soul can be improved through the continuous efforts of generations. However, even after tens of millions of years, the number of martial souls, from low-level to top-level, is still decreasing in a pyramid-like manner. Why is that?"

"Oh……"

Ultimately, only the scions of powerful families and the lucky ones can become truly strong.

"If we include those so-called fallen soul masters, then they are just another type of 'ruthless people'."

Qian Renxue remained silent, gently placing one arm around Wang Zhao's waist.

She is truly happy...

Wang Zhao patted Qian Renxue on the back.

He's really lucky...

Not long after.

A document appeared in Wang Zhao's hand. He opened it, glanced at it briefly, and gleaned the basic information as follows:

Su Linglong possesses a mutated tower spirit covered in white scales, with innate soul power at level three. Both her parents are deceased, and her ancestors all possessed low-level tower spirits.

Both parents deceased?

Wang Zhao raised an eyebrow slightly.

He didn't know why this was the first thing he noticed.

Well, it's rare to find a level three innate soul power among ordinary soul masters who haven't undergone medicinal baths since childhood, and there's also this mutated tower spirit covered in white scales...

"Xiaoxue, let's go."

Wang Zhao suddenly said.

"What's wrong?"

Qian Renxue's eyes flickered strangely.

This guy, who seems to have a thing for older women but is often involved in ambiguous relationships with a group of girls, could he have taken a liking to Su Linglong again?

hateful……

asshole!

"cough."

Meeting Qian Renxue's intense gaze, Wang Zhao kept his eyes straight ahead and said with a serious expression:

"Well, I think that little girl's martial spirit is quite interesting, and also, if I'm not mistaken, she wants to..."

"What?!"

Upon hearing what Wang Zhao said next, Qian Renxue's eyes widened in surprise.

……

At this moment, a little girl crawled out from a path overgrown with weeds. She stood up and looked back. Behind her was a high wall that was close at hand. Looking ahead, an endless primeval forest came into view.

A large part of the Desolate Gold Plain is still the habitat of soul beasts. Although it is not as large as the Star Dou Great Forest, it is not much smaller in area. It is just not as unfathomable as the Star Dou Great Forest.

Therefore, the Wasteland Plains are not entirely under human control. Although a high wall symbolically surrounds the area, it can only protect the town at most. The natives generally know many dark paths that can bypass the guards, break through the high wall, and enter the Soul Beast area.

The young girl, Su Linglong, slightly raised her hand and took out a small knife from her pocket. She examined it carefully before putting it away cautiously.

Su Linglong, you can do it!

It's just a mere hundred-year-old soul beast...

This is absolutely no challenge for you!

She secretly cheered herself up, after all, her goal was to become a Title Douluo.

Recalling the scene of being cruelly rejected by the Soul Master Hunter, her eyes blurred for a moment, and then she shook her head vigorously.

Suddenly, the experience she had at the age of three uncontrollably surfaced in her mind, and her thoughts drifted away involuntarily.

That year, her parents were still alive.

An accident led her parents to flee to this desolate golden plain with her young and innocent daughter, where they were later attacked by an unknown lizard spirit beast.

It was probably a spirit beast that was no more than a hundred years old. Why "probably"? Because she couldn't remember the details very clearly anymore. All that remained were fragmented memories of her parents fighting to the death with that unknown lizard spirit beast and how she managed to escape back to the human town afterward.

Oh, and there's one more crucial point.

(End of this chapter)