Douluo Continent: I Have a Diverse Order-Taking Platform

"Whoosh—"

Two yellow and two purple soul patterns

At this moment, it coiled around the golden dragon spear.

Upon seeing this, Liu Yuan nodded slightly.

He had already realized what Di Qiu'er was thinking.

Unlike Liu Yuan's previous forging method, Di Qiu'er's approach was to integrate soul patterns into the Golden Dragon Spear to forge her own martial soul weapon.

Is this feasible?

of course can.

No need to think too much,

Liu Yuan had already given the answer in his heart.

Firstly, regarding the materials, the Golden Dragon Spear was formed from the forty-ninth rib of the Golden Dragon King. So, in essence, it's just a rib. The rib of a divine beast with a god-king level physique is undoubtedly an excellent forging material.

Secondly, the soul pattern needs to be forged into a rough blank, and then filled with a real object, which is actually to create a mold.

The truly important step is integrating the soul runes. And this step can actually be done gradually.

Otherwise, Liu Yuan shouldn't have used four soul runes to forge his natal weapon in the first place. Instead, he should have waited until he broke through to the title level and had nine soul runes before forging it all at once.

As the time goes,

The four soul runes gradually merged into the Golden Dragon Spear.

Liu Yuan could clearly feel that the resonance between Di Qiu'er's aura and the Golden Dragon Spear was getting stronger and stronger, and even her aura was rising step by step.

"Clang—"

At the moment of complete union,

A resounding clang of metal echoed in my ears!

With a sudden swing of the Golden Dragon Spear, and a light sweep, the spearhead alone, with its sharpness, sliced ​​through the air, producing a whooshing sound.

As soon as Di Qiu'er had a thought, her Martial Soul Weapon, the "Golden Dragon Spear," turned into specks of light and merged into her body, becoming a complete part of her.

"Congratulations, you succeeded too."

"It's not that difficult."

Di Qiu'er clenched her fist. She summoned the Golden Dragon Spear, then put it away, then summoned it again, then put it away again... seemingly enjoying herself.

Liu Yuan stood aside, smiling without saying a word.

Indeed, forging a Martial Soul Natal Weapon is not difficult; the real challenge lies in facing the Heavenly Tribulation from now on.

At this moment, Di Qiu'er took out the Golden Dragon Spear again. But this time, she didn't put it away. Instead, she pointed the spear tip at Liu Yuan and eagerly challenged him to a duel.

"Want to practice?"

Liu Yuan's lips curled up. "I'll practice then."

To avoid making too much noise, Liu Yuan and Di Qiu'er went to the outskirts of the city with their father.

Then, the two of them each wielded their natal martial spirit weapon and launched a full-scale battle of spirits.

That battle,

It directly causes a small-scale change in the terrain of the open space.

Mr. Liu was stunned!

He is very clear,

If I, a low-level Soul Emperor, were to randomly choose one of them, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to defeat either of them.

After that,

"Drink water."

Standing before the ruins, Liu Yuan combed through the soil. Just then, Di Qiu'er handed him a water cup from the side.

Liu Yuan accepted it without hesitation, took a swig and swallowed, then smiled and asked, "How does it feel?"

Di Qiu'er nodded. "It's very easy to use."

"Just do it as you go." After filling in the last piece of soil, Liu Yuan breathed a sigh of relief. "When we get back to the academy, I'll pass this system on to Yuhao and the others."

When this is mentioned,

His gaze involuntarily drifted northwards. "Speaking of which, I wonder how Yuhao is doing?"

……

"Achoo!"

Wearing a snowsuit, Huo Yuhao finally arrived at the far north after a long journey.

However, as a biting cold wind blew against his helmet, even though there wasn't a single gap to let it get into his gear, he still sneezed.

"Yuhao, are you feeling cold?"

The sneeze seemed to be a signal, and Tianmeng Bingcan's voice suddenly rang in his mind.

"I'm not cold." Huo Yuhao sniffed, looking embarrassed. "It just seems like my nose is itchy."

"That's good." Hearing that it wasn't from the cold, Tianmeng Ice Silkworm breathed a sigh of relief. "If you're cold, don't force yourself. Otherwise, you'll get sick, and your body will be weak. That wouldn't be good for the plans ahead."

"Okay, Brother Tianmeng. I understand."

Guided by the Heavenly Dream Ice Silkworm, Huo Yuhao continued to venture deeper into the far north. He also learned from the former that the target of this trip was the Ice Emperor, one of the three Heavenly Kings of the far north—the Ice Jade Emperor Scorpion!

"Brother Tianmeng, are you sure you can do it?"

Huo Yuhao is no novice.

They naturally knew what kind of existence Hyotei was.

"Of course it will work!" Tianmeng Ice Silkworm exclaimed excitedly, waving its little arms. "Don't let my disheveled appearance in the Star Dou Great Forest fool you. But if we were in this far north, I'd be a force to be reckoned with!"

"No matter who it is, they'll all be scrambling to get it!"

Huo Yuhao: "..."

is it?

He suspected that Tianmeng was bragging.

However, Huo Yuhao didn't expose him, allowing Tianmeng Ice Silkworm to continue indulging in that false glory as it explained. After all, the silkworm was already dead; couldn't he at least enjoy it?

It wasn't until Tianmeng Ice Silkworm mentioned that the Ice Emperor's sacrifice would grant him a 400,000-year-old soul ring and soul bone that Huo Yuhao spoke again in his spiritual sea: "Brother Tianmeng, you said a 400,000-year-old soul bone?"

"That's right."

Within the sea of ​​consciousness, the Heavenly Dream Ice Silkworm wriggled its plump, white body, its tone tinged with smugness: "How about it? Aren't you looking forward to it?"

But soon, his smugness vanished.

"Brother Tianmeng, can I refuse to absorb the soul bone?"

"Gah!?"

Tianmeng Ice Silkworm seemed to doubt his ears. He pulled Huo Yuhao's consciousness into the sea of ​​his mind, and while Huo Yuhao was still in a daze, Tianmeng Ice Silkworm grabbed his collar and pulled him frantically.

"Xiao Yuhao? Are you out of your mind? You don't want a perfectly good beast soul bone?"

"Brother Tianmeng, let me explain first!" Huo Yuhao was momentarily confused, so he quickly called for a stop.

"Actually, this is what I'm thinking. To have you, Brother Tianmeng, with a million-year soul ring, an ultimate ice martial soul, and a ferocious beast soul ring, I'm already very lucky. So I..." Huo Yuhao paused, feeling a little guilty, and glanced at Tianmeng Ice Silkworm's expression, "I want to give this soul bone to you, Brother."

For a while,

The sea of ​​the spirit seemed to have fallen silent.

After a while,

Tianmeng Ice Silkworm looked at the stubborn boy with a complex expression. "Yuhao, that's a 400,000-year-old soul bone. Moreover, that soul bone shares the same origin as your future martial soul and soul rings, and its effects far exceed your expectations. Besides, your brother has taken a powerful master as his master, so he's bound to get a soul bone."

however…

"Can I get a piece of a ferocious beast's soul bone?"

This rhetorical question stumped Tianmeng Bingcan, leaving her unable to provide a corresponding answer.

Is it possible?

Of course not!

If ferocious beasts were easy to hunt, how could they have lived for so long, and how could there be a list of ferocious beasts?