Douluo Continent: Martial Soul Spinning Top, Explosive Warrior

A guard-like figure stepped forward from behind him, his soul power surging, revealing fluctuations of around level eleven.

"Hey kid, are you trying to raise the price just because you think we're from out of town?"

Wang Teng remained calm and chuckled lightly, saying, "My sir, you think it's too expensive, but I think the shipping cost is too high."

"Where else in these surrounding villages can I find a melon seller?"

"These watermelons in front of me were all transported from Guagua Village, which is dozens of miles away."

"Besides, I didn't force anyone to buy or sell, so how is that bullying?"

Before he finished speaking, Wang Teng suddenly released his soul power.

Although a level 25 soul power fluctuation isn't top-tier, it's enough to intimidate most people in front of this roadside stall.

The guard turned pale and quickly retreated.

The merchant bowed repeatedly with a smile, saying, "I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry!"

"It was my fault for being so reckless! We'll buy it, we'll buy it!"

"Young Soul Master, we'll take all of your melons!"

"You want them all?"

Wang Teng crossed his arms, a half-smile on his face, and said, "The price of my melons isn't what it used to be."

"Now, one gold soul coin for one watermelon."

"what?"

After Wang Teng finished speaking, the businessman almost jumped up in excitement.

"What, you think it's too expensive?"

Wang Teng slightly increased the pressure of his soul power.

The merchant's forehead immediately broke out in a sweat, and he waved his hands repeatedly, saying, "Not expensive, not expensive! I'll buy it, I'll buy it!"

With trembling hands, he pulled out more than a dozen gold soul coins from his pocket and counted them out to Wang Teng one by one.

Then, the merchant and his guards struggled to carry the dozen or so watermelons off the cart.

As they walked, they could still hear the merchant muttering in a tearful voice, "A melon for one gold soul coin... I absolutely have to try it and see what it tastes like..."

Wow! Wang Teng, your melons are selling for such a high price!

Xiao Wu was so stunned that she forgot to eat the melon.

"One silver soul coin is scary enough, but you've raised it to one gold soul coin!"

"What's the big deal?"

Wang Teng smiled as he put the money away, explaining, "As a Grand Soul Master, I can't have traveled dozens of miles to transport these melons for nothing."

"That's true."

Xiao Wu nodded repeatedly after hearing this.

"By the way, Wang Teng."

Tang San suddenly spoke, his eyes filled with inquiry, and asked, "Your soul power is already at level twenty-five? I remember you had innate level five soul power, right? I didn't expect your cultivation speed to be so fast."

"Perhaps it's because my martial soul is a mutated martial soul,"

Wang Teng gave a vague explanation, saying, "In short, when I cultivate, I always feel that I'm faster than people of the same level."

"By the way, which college are you going to?"

To divert their attention, Wang Teng quickly asked a question in return.

"The master recommended that we go to Shrek Academy."

Chapter 118 Tracing the Waterfall

Do you know Shrek Academy? What's it like?

Xiao Wu asked curiously.

"Shrek..."

Wang Teng gave a meaningful smile and said, "I can only say that it will definitely exceed your expectations."

"You'll have to experience it for yourselves after you enroll to see the specifics."

As he spoke, Wang Teng took out the last five or six watermelons from his storage soul tool and neatly stacked them on the car.

A short while later, Tang San and Xiao Wu finished their melons, and Tang San said, "Then we'll be going now, we still have a long way to go."

Goodbye, Wang Teng!

Xiao Wu waved goodbye.

"Until we meet again."

Watching the two figures gradually disappear into the distance, Wang Teng's lips curled into a slight smile.

The afternoon sun was still scorching, and the shadows of the trees on the ground shrank into short clumps.

Wang Teng leaned against the car, but his heart was not as calm as it appeared.

Meeting Tang San and Xiao Wu was part of his plan.

I never expected it to go so smoothly, nor did I expect my watermelon business to become so successful by some unexpected turn of events.

At this moment, Wang Teng thought of Zhu Zhuqing again.

The girl was a bit cold, but her eyes were bright, and the way she gritted her teeth and endured the pain when she was injured left a deep impression on him.

However, the two are ultimately on different paths. She has her own plans, and Wang Teng has his own schemes.

"Hey sir, how much are the melons?"

Another person came to ask about the price.

Wang Teng put aside his thoughts, put on a smile, and said, "One silver soul coin each, sweet included."

Life goes on as usual.

With most of the watermelons sold, Wang Teng should prepare to return to Shenghun Village.

But before that, he had to finish dealing with this truckload of melons.

As the sky gradually shifted westward, the heat subsided slightly.

Wang Teng calculated his earnings for the day and then looked at the dirt road stretching into the distance from the intersection.

"Let's sell the rest of the melons at a lower price."

He muttered to himself, casually patting the round watermelon beside him.

"The sooner we sell out, the sooner we can set off."

The evening breeze brought a slight chill.

Wang Teng packed up the wheelbarrow and put the few unsold melons back into his soul tool.

The three-way intersection gradually quieted down, with only the occasional bird call coming from afar.

……

As evening fell, Wang Teng pushed his wheelbarrow on his way home.

Instead of heading directly to Holy Soul Village, he took a detour back to Guagua Village.

After all, if you're going to put on a show, you have to go all the way.

After returning to Guagua Village, Wang Teng returned the car and spent the night there.

He didn't set off for Holy Soul Village until the early morning of the next day.

Wang Teng made this trip for one thing: the right leg bone of the 100,000-year-old Blue Silver Emperor.

To avoid attracting attention, he even changed into another outfit (a gray linen outfit).

Then, Wang Teng put on a wig, pretending to be a lone Soul Master, and deliberately chose mountain paths to travel forward.

The dense forests and sparse vegetation along the way provided perfect cover for him.

As Wang Teng swiftly moved through the woods, he mentally calculated, "Tang Hao should be with Tang San right now."

"From the crossroads to Shrek Academy, based on Tang San and Xiao Wu's walking speed, plus the time in the original story... I currently have about half a month of free time."

Thinking of this, he quickened his pace.

"Half a month is enough."

As his soul power circulated within his body, Wang Teng's figure stretched into a blurry black line on the mountain path.

Five days later, Holy Soul Village was in sight.

It was already past midnight when Wang Teng arrived.

The moonlight was cold and clear, and the surrounding fields were silent.

Instead of entering the village, Wang Teng quietly crept to the fields outside the village, using the shadows of the crops to conceal himself.

For the next five days, Wang Teng stayed hidden by day and ventured out at night, proceeding with extreme caution.

Today, he finally arrived safely at Holy Soul Village.

"Near Holy Soul Village... Blue Silver Emperor's right leg bone... Great river, waterfall, mountain wall."

Wang Teng repeated the clues from the original work in his mind, and then took out a roll of drawings from his pocket.

It was a hand-drawn map with detailed markings of the terrain surrounding Holy Soul Village.

"After six years of preparation, I can finally use it today."

Wang Teng muttered to himself, a burning light flashing in his eyes.

This map was drawn bit by bit by him in the Notting College library over a year.

He was only six years old then, but now he is twelve.

Six years of waiting, all for this day.