Douluo Continent: Martial Soul Spinning Top, Explosive Warrior

Soul Ring Age: 900 years

The Spinning Top Sacred Beast: The 900-Year-Old Soul Beast Flaming Bird (Unconscious)

Spinning Top Attribute: Fire

Spinning top characteristics: harboring evil fire, eternal flames.

Spinning Top Special Move: Heavenly Fox Flame

Talent 1: Explosive Warrior

【The "Soul Skill Spinning Top" can evolve under specific conditions】

Talent Two: Fire Without End

The fire-attribute "Soul Skill Spinning Top" can transform into ultimate fire attribute under specific conditions.

Talent Points: Zero

-----------------

"It has truly become a legendary spinning top..."

Wang Teng's gaze was fixed on the words "consciousness is recovering," his heart filled with turmoil.

"What would happen if Ah Yin's consciousness were to fully recover?"

"Will it become a sacred beast with independent consciousness?"

"Will I still be able to control this spinning top freely by then?"

A mix of questions made him unconsciously furrow his brow.

But soon, Wang Teng breathed a sigh of relief.

"There's no use worrying about these things now."

"Leaving aside how long it will take for this consciousness to fully recover, even if it does recover, according to the rules of martial souls and soul skills, the sacred beast should still be under the control of the soul master."

Wang Teng muttered to himself, as if trying to convince himself.

"Perhaps... when A-Yin regains consciousness in the future, she will become a kind of 'soul'."

Thinking about this, his emotions gradually calmed down.

Wang Teng stopped worrying about the Blue Silver Emperor and leaned back against the tree trunk, closing his eyes to rest.

A gentle breeze rustled through the trees, carrying the scents of grass, trees, and earth.

The occasional chirping of birds in the distance only accentuated the tranquility of the moment.

About an hour later, the sun began to set in the west, and the heat subsided slightly.

Wang Teng opened his eyes, retracted the Violent Pegasus Top into his body, and put the empty wooden box back into the ring.

He stood up, brushed the grass clippings off his clothes, and looked in the direction the official road stretched out.

Soto is still ahead.

Half a month later, Wang Teng finally arrived in Soto City.

It was evening, and the summer heat had not completely dissipated, but the evening breeze had already brought a touch of coolness.

Standing before the towering city gate, gazing at the bustling scene of carriages and pedestrians, he couldn't help but sigh softly, "Truly worthy of being the second largest city in the Kingdom of Barak... it's as if there's no curfew."

Actually, Wang Teng wasn't wrong.

Soto was not only an important commercial center of the kingdom, but it also never had a curfew at night.

Especially in the sweltering summer, the daytime heat makes people reluctant to go out, and it's not until the evening when the air cools down that the streets truly come alive.

Vendors hawked their wares, pedestrians chatted and laughed, horse-drawn carriages rumbled along, and lights gradually illuminated the city, as if the entire city had just awakened.

Wang Teng followed the crowd through the city gate, but did not rush to his destination, Shrek Academy.

Because, at this moment, Wang Teng had some concerns in his mind.

After all, he had just absorbed the right leg bone of the Blue Silver Emperor, and it was hard to be sure whether the aura of the Blue Silver Emperor still remained on his body.

More importantly, he didn't know if Tang Hao was still near the academy at this time.

"What if Tang Hao hasn't left yet, and I rush over rashly, and he senses that I might be carrying the aura of the Blue Silver Emperor..."

Wang Teng strolled slowly along the street, lost in thought.

"That would be a huge problem."

With that in mind, he decided to find a place to stay and observe for a few days before making any further decisions.

"We need to figure out Shrek's current situation first."

Wang Teng slowed his pace, his right hand unconsciously stroking his chin.

"I remember in the original novel, before Tang Hao left, he attacked Zhao Wuji for disciplining Tang San, beating Zhao Wuji black and blue..."

"If I can confirm whether this has already happened, then I can probably deduce whether Tang Hao is still at Shrek Academy."

The question is, how do we obtain information from within the college?

Wang Teng stopped and looked around.

Shops lined both sides of the street, and faint noises emanated from restaurants and teahouses. Further away, a juggling stall was surrounded by a crowd.

As he was pondering, his gaze inadvertently swept over the colorful lanterns hanging at a fork in the road, and suddenly a flash of inspiration struck him.

"By the way... if it's that kind of place..."

Without hesitation, Wang Teng turned around and walked towards the particularly bustling street on the left.

As soon as I turned into the alley, a fragrant scent of perfume wafted towards me.

The buildings on both sides of the street were decorated with lanterns and colorful lights, and the doors and windows were half-closed, through which one could vaguely see figures moving about and warm light.

Many brightly dressed women leaned against the door, smiling and waving to passersby.

"Sir, please come in and have a seat!"

"Hey buddy, it's no fun shopping alone..."

The sounds of orioles and swallows rose and fell.

Wang Teng composed himself, suppressed his unease, and continued walking inside.

Next, instead of lingering at those grand and decorated stores, Wang Teng headed straight for a rather simple attic in the middle of the alley.

The signboard of this building reads "Yihonglou".

"This is it..."

Wang Teng glanced at the signboard, and his mind gradually cleared.

If he remembered correctly, this was the shop that Ma Hongjun frequented.

Therefore, as long as Wang Teng stays here, it won't be long before the fat man arrives.

From Ma Hongjun, he could naturally extract information about Zhao Wuji and even the current situation of Shrek Academy.

As Wang Teng was secretly plotting, a fragrant breeze suddenly approached, and a smooth arm gently reached out to him.

"Oh, young master, it must be so boring standing here all by yourself. Why don't you come in and have some fun?"

Chapter 124 Seeing Ma Hongjun Again

A heavily made-up young woman silently approached Wang Teng's side.

"Guest, why don't you come in and have some fun?"

The young woman's eyes sparkled, and her voice was soft and alluring.

This is clearly the madam of the Yihong Brothel.

Wang Teng felt his arm being grabbed, his body stiffened instantly, and he quickly pulled his hand back, taking two steps backward.

"No, no need, I'm waiting for someone."

He finished speaking hastily, turned around and left, almost fleeing from the entrance of Yihonglou.

Wang Teng quickly crossed the street and arrived at a tea stall on the opposite corner.

The stall was simply set up, with a few old wooden tables and benches placed along the street.

He pulled up a stool, sat down, patted the table, and called out, "Boss, bring me a pot of tea and two more snacks."

After he finished speaking, Wang Teng finally let out a long sigh of relief, and the heat on his face gradually dissipated.

The tea stall owner readily agreed and soon brought over a pot of tea and a plate of mung bean cakes.

Wang Teng filled his teacup and sipped slowly, but his gaze remained fixed on the entrance of the "Yihonglou" across the street.

The place was brightly lit, with people coming and going, and the lively atmosphere was tinged with a hint of ambiguity.

Looking at the enchanting scene opposite him, Wang Teng gently shook his head, suppressing the wild thoughts that were rising in his mind, and trying to calm the restlessness in his heart.

"Cultivation is the most important thing right now," Wang Teng told himself. "Other things... can wait until later."

As the teacup emptied, Wang Teng slowly exhaled, a calm light flashing in his eyes.

A full hour passed while they waited.

At this moment, the teapot in front of Wang Teng was filled again and again until it got cold, and the waiter's gaze towards him changed from attentive to strange.

He drank too much tea, and his lower abdomen felt bloated in waves.

Just as Wang Teng was hesitating whether to get up and move around, his gaze suddenly froze.

At this moment, a particularly eye-catching figure was rushing into the Yihong Building.

The man was dressed in bright red and sported a spiky mohawk hairstyle; who else could it be but Ma Hongjun?

He was covered in sweat, walking so fast he was almost running, looking extremely anxious, and one foot was about to step over the colorful threshold.

It's now!

Wang Teng suddenly stood up, causing the tea in his stomach to slosh around.

He quickly strode forward, rushing ahead, and just as Ma Hongjun leaned halfway into the doorway, he grabbed the back of his shirt.