Douluo V: Daily Intelligence - I Want All of Tang San's Opportunities

After arranging things, Su Yuntao left his elder brother's room and returned to his own.

Once the door was closed, he sat on the edge of the bed, took several deep breaths, and slowly suppressed his surging emotions.

The position of branch hall master gave him more resources and a greater voice, but these were all external supports. What truly determined how far he could go in Douluo Continent was, in the final analysis, his own strength.

Level 26 soul power was sufficient in the past, but sitting in the position of branch hall master, his soul power level would inevitably be scrutinized by those below him. Not to mention, a 1,500-year-old armored giant lizard awaited him in the Soul Hunting Forest.

Su Yuntao crossed his legs, closed his eyes, and focused his mind on his dantian.

The warmth rose steadily, traveling up the spine, passing through the Mingmen point, Jiaji point, and Dazhui point, pausing briefly at the Fengfu point, before continuing its ascent.

After repeated practice, the five acupoints along the path from the dantian to the Fengfu point are now quite smooth, and the flow of true qi is almost imperceptible.

But going further up, after passing the Wind Mansion, becomes incredibly difficult. The true energy dissipates as soon as it turns a corner, and it takes repeated attempts to advance even a little bit.

However, Su Yuntao was in no hurry. He slowed down the pace, guiding the warmth in a new direction as patiently as if he were threading a thin thread through the eye of a needle.

Every time we disperse, we regroup; if we stray from the right path, we turn back and start over.

He tried once, twice, three times, ten times—he couldn't remember how many times he had tried.

The moon outside the window rose from the treetops to the middle of the sky. The wisp of true energy finally advanced a short distance, reaching a point it had never reached before. It paused slightly, then stabilized.

Su Yuntao opened his eyes, let out a long breath, and felt a thin layer of sweat on his forehead. He looked down at his palms, which were warm and his fingertips were slightly rosy.

I passed by several more than I did yesterday.

He straightened his legs, rested against the headboard for a while, then crossed his legs again and closed his eyes.

Again.

For several days in a row, Su Yuntao devoted all his time to cultivating the Xuan Tian Gong.

With the position of branch hall master, he no longer needed to worry about the miscellaneous tasks of awakening martial souls for children in the countryside. Master Xiu Nuo also helped manage the daily affairs of the branch hall. As the new branch hall master, he became the most leisurely person in the entire Notting City.

He would sit from dawn till dusk every day, grabbing a bite of food when he was hungry and a pot of water when he was thirsty, spending the rest of his time immersing himself in the true energy paths marked by those golden threads.

The progress of the Xuan Tian Gong was almost visible to the naked eye. On the first day, he was still trying repeatedly near the Fengfu acupoint. On the second day, the true qi could go around behind the ear and push forward two inches. By the fourth day, the entire upward route from the dantian to the Baihui acupoint had been mostly completed. Although he was still stumbling along, at least it was no longer completely dissipated.

Practicing martial arts is extremely taxing. In the past, the original owner of this body would set aside most of her meager salary to buy gifts for Sisi, and was unwilling to invest too much in cultivation.

Things are different now. He no longer has Sisi to drag him down, and the Baron's Mansion is now wealthy. Liu Shi wishes she could stew a pot of meat for him at every meal.

In just a few days, Su Yuntao clearly felt the changes in his body.

The body that was originally loosely grounded began to have some solid foundation.

Although this solidity is only relative to his previous level and not particularly robust, it is still a huge step forward for him.

What reassured Su Yuntao even more was that the scouts he had sent to keep watch near Holy Soul Village reported that everything was normal in Holy Soul Village and there were no unusual occurrences.

The weight that had been hanging over his heart finally lifted.

Before Qin Yan was transferred, he told him that Chrysanthemum Douluo was not the only Title Douluo who came to Notting City this time; another Title Douluo, Ghost Douluo, was also with him.

The reason why Ghost Douluo did not make a public appearance before was because he was seriously injured in the battle with Tang Hao and had to find a place to recuperate.

Two titled Douluo attacked Tang Hao, resulting in both of them being severely injured.

When Su Yuntao heard the result from Qin Yan, his heart skipped a beat. Ju Douluo and Gui Douluo knew that the opponent was Haotian Douluo, so why couldn't they be more cautious?

It's not like you haven't fought before.

Now look what's happened, Tang Hao ran away, and Tang San ran away with him.

However, Su Yuntao quickly came to terms with it.

The chosen one is not so easy to kill; it might not be a bad thing if he escapes.

Judging from the current situation, Tang Hao has no intention of returning. The fact that Holy Soul Village is quiet indicates that they have truly gone far away, and it seems that no one in Notting City will be watching him for the time being.

As soon as this thought popped into his head, Su Yuntao became restless.

He hadn't forgotten how he got the Xuan Tian Gong manual in his hand.

That was the result of the world's will rewarding Tang San with the fortune that helped him awaken his twin martial souls and provided tremendous assistance on Tang San's path to becoming the protagonist of the world.

So now, what else can help Tang San?

Su Yuntao leaned back in his chair and pondered for a while, when suddenly he came up with a brilliant idea.

It's for publicity.

What does it mean to be a protagonist in the world?

But naturally, he is the strong one recognized by everyone?

Although Tang San's strength is still a bit weak, it doesn't hinder his promotion at all.

If you lack skill, then make up for it with talent.

The more Su Yuntao thought about it, the more convinced he became that this line of thinking was correct.

Arrest warrants are the best propaganda tool.

As long as he subtly mentions in the wanted poster that "Tang San, the son of Haotian Douluo, possesses twin martial souls, innate full soul power, and talent surpasses even that of the Pope of yesteryear," the news will immediately spread throughout the entire continent as if it had grown wings.

At that time, whether they are intentional or unintentional, curious or wanting to win over or make enemies, everyone will know about Tang San.

Under such immense pressure and attention, he didn't believe Tang San's growth rate would be slow.

As for the potential risks?

Su Yuntao could only chuckle.

To become the chosen one, is there ever a smooth journey?

"Someone come here," Su Yuntao called out to the door.

The steward outside responded and entered: "Your Highness, what are your orders?"

"Go and call Sisi here."

The deacon acknowledged and left. Not long after, Sisi pushed open the door and came in.

She stood two steps away from the desk, head down, her fingers slightly twisting her sleeve.

From the moment she entered until now, she hasn't dared to look up at Su Yuntao.

Several days have passed since the appointment was announced, but she has not yet fully adapted to the fact that the person sitting behind the table is Su Yuntao, whom she once looked down upon.

What made her even more uneasy was something else.

She had contacted Liu Yuanlang several times in the past few days, but he always made excuses to avoid her, his attitude becoming completely cold and indifferent. Even when she took the initiative to invite him to dinner, he only said that he was busy recently and that they should talk another day.

Why?

Is it because Su Yuntao became the head of the Notting branch hall?