Douluo Continent: Martial Soul Spinning Top, Explosive Warrior

After Wang Teng broke through level 30, his spinning top grew even larger again.

For example, the current Gale Steed Spinner has a diameter of 30 centimeters.

As soon as the Swift Wind Steed Spinning Top came out, it spun incredibly fast.

It even produced a whooshing sound from its edges.

A short while later, a small whirlwind rose around the top, swirling up gravel and dust everywhere.

"Work has started."

Wang Teng stared at the spinning top and controlled it to start spinning.

“Dig out some of the stones on the side and carve them into stone bottles the size of a palm, so they can hold water.”

The top seemed to understand his words, buzzing as it moved toward the edge of the rock layer. Its sharp edge cut into the rock, and fragments of rock fell down with a whoosh.

Although the rocks around the Yin-Yang Well can withstand the erosion of the pool water, they are not particularly sturdy.

With the support of Wang Tengfeng's wind-attribute soul power, the Gale Steed Spinning Top cut through the stone as easily as cutting tofu, and in no time at all, it dug out a large rock from the ground.

Wang Teng took two steps forward, and with a surge of strength, lifted the rock, which weighed at least a thousand pounds, out of the pit and slammed it to the ground with a loud thud.

After the rock landed, he directed the top to climb onto the rock surface.

A streak of blue light flew up and down on the rock, sometimes swirling and sometimes cutting straight down.

Wherever the top spun, stone dust fell down.

After about the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, the top finally stopped spinning.

Wang Teng looked down and saw dozens of palm-sized stone bottles neatly stacked on the ground in front of him, with a thick layer of stone powder piled up next to them.

These bottles are not very regular in appearance, but the bottle mouth and body are well-shaped, and the thickness of the bottle walls is uniform.

Chapter 229 The Power of the Ice and Fire Pool

Wang Teng immediately bent down, picked up a stone bottle, walked to the edge of the red hot pool, and reached in to pour water into it.

"Goooooooooooo-"

Red water flowed into the bottle, and bubbles continued to rise from the surface.

But this time, Wang Teng's eyes were fixed on the water, and his heart was pounding.

He didn't hear that damned cracking sound until the bottle was full and he pulled the stone bottle out of the water.

The bottle was completely intact, without even a crack.

"It's done!"

Wang Teng's lips curled into a smile.

Things went much more smoothly after that.

He took the stone bottle, filled ten bottles each with the red and white pools, tightened the caps, and carefully stored them in his storage soul tool.

After filling the pool with water, the important business of this trip to the Yin-Yang Well of Ice and Fire was considered complete.

Wang Teng stood up, his gaze sweeping over the lush, verdant fairy grass around him, feeling a pang of regret.

He doesn't recognize most of these treasures, and even among the ones he does recognize, he can't take them all with him.

After all, even if Wang Teng could dig up all these immortal herbs and take them away, he couldn't prevent them from withering after being away from here for a long time.

Wang Teng clicked his tongue and muttered, "What a pity... But once I get the spirit ring, I wonder if the newly summoned spinning top beast can consume these immortal herbs like the Flaming Bird..."

After thinking for a while, Wang Teng decided to gather some more things before leaving.

He wandered around the herb patch and picked out some familiar, common herbs.

Of course, this "ordinary" refers to the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Eye; outside, any one of these plants would be highly sought after.

Wang Teng recognized these common herbs and didn't have any special picking techniques, so he didn't hold back and just pinched and plucked them as needed, quickly gathering a small pile.

Wang Teng took out a jade box he had prepared beforehand, carefully placed the herbs such as the "Ten Thousand Year Ginseng King" inside, arranged the rest of the ginseng neatly, and then closed the box.

“Leave the King of Ginseng to my elder brother, and take these ginsengs back to nourish our father.”

Wang Teng held the jade box and examined it for a while, a smile in his eyes.

After putting away the jade box, he wandered around the neighborhood and picked a few other herbs.

After finishing his work, Wang Teng straightened up, his gaze sweeping over the patch of fairy grass once more, a thoughtful look in his eyes.

"As for the remaining immortal herbs..."

Wang Teng pondered, "I'll have to wait until I get the harvesting technique before I come back to collect it, or maybe I can just bring my older brother and Rongrong in one of these days and have them take it like I do..."

Halfway through his sentence, Wang Teng shook his head and said, "No, no, this place is full of ice, fire, and poison. I can't bring any outsiders in right now."

"It seems we can only postpone it until we get the method of picking immortal herbs from Tang San, Chrysanthemum Douluo, or Yang Wudi before we talk about picking them for them."

Tang San knows the method of harvesting the immortal herbs, Chrysanthemum Douluo might know it, and Yang Wudi might know a little about it. Therefore, Wang Teng needs to think this over carefully.

Having made up his mind, Wang Teng didn't delay any longer. He activated his Soul Bone Technique, his figure soaring into the air, carrying the prepared items as he flew towards the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well.

Not long after he flew off, the poisonous miasma below came into view.

Wang Teng looked down and saw that the poisonous miasma he had activated with the Snow-White Swan Kissing Immortal Grass had spread much more extensively than when he arrived.

The forest below was shrouded in a gray haze.

The poisonous miasma extended for more than ten miles, enveloping large areas of mountains and forests.

The swirling, billowing fog was enough to send chills down one's spine.

The current poisonous miasma is so thick that it's no exaggeration to call it a ten-mile-long poisonous miasma; it's already a true dead end.

Wang Teng paused in mid-air, then suddenly remembered something.

He took out another empty bottle from his storage soul tool, swooped down, and filled the bottle with poison gas at the edge of the poisonous miasma.

"You'll need this someday."

Wang Teng shook the bottle, sealed the cap, and put it into his soul tool.

As soon as he finished speaking, he stopped and flew upwards, heading towards the edge of Sunset Forest.

Next, he'll have to find his third spirit ring in the Star Dou Great Forest.

Above the Sunset Forest, Wang Teng was flying leisurely towards the outer edge.

He didn't fly very high or very fast, and every now and then he would glance down to guard against any flying spirit beasts that might suddenly appear from the surrounding area.

Wang Teng wasn't very familiar with this forest, so it was always better to be careful.

However, Wang Teng never expected that his caution would make some people think he was easy to bully.

"Damn it, you're asking for it!"

Wang Teng glanced back, his eyes turning cold.

It turned out that in the woods behind him, three figures were relentlessly chasing after Wang Teng.

Judging from the situation, it seems Wang Teng has run into a band of mercenaries who are robbing him.

These three were a Soul King and two Soul Masters. They probably saw that Wang Teng was young and could fly, so they thought he was a fat fish and wanted to take advantage of him.

The three men chased after them quite closely, causing the branches and leaves in the woods to sway, and shouts could be heard from time to time.

Actually, Wang Teng can speed things up.

With a single activation of his Soul Bone Technique, he effortlessly shook off these people.

However, he didn't want to leave just like that.

One Soul King, two Soul Masters.

I definitely won't confront Wang Teng head-on.

However, Wang Teng felt somewhat uneasy about letting him slink away in disgrace.

As they flew, Wang Teng's eyes lit up, and he had an idea.

Subsequently, Wang Teng's flight altitude decreased slightly, and his speed slowed down, making it seem as if his soul power was about to run out.

"Boss, that kid has slowed down!"

An excited voice came from below, shouting, "His soul power must be about to give out!"

"I saw it."

The Soul King looked up at Wang Teng's back, a smile spreading across his face—a rather chilling smile.

"A Soul Master this young who can fly must be a little genius."

"Hehe, what I like to do most is to kill these arrogant little geniuses."

The three of them accelerated with their feet, chasing even more fiercely.

Before long, they caught up to Wang Teng directly below him and stopped in a clearing in the woods.

A flash of blue light appeared in the Soul King's hand, and a long sword appeared, with a faint breeze flowing across its blade.

"Fourth Soul Skill: Gale Strike!"

The Soul King's soul rings lit up, and with a flick of his longsword, countless blue wind blades shot out from the tip of the sword, slashing down at Wang Teng.

The wind blade came fast and fiercely, and it looked like it was about to pierce Wang Teng's back.

Just then, without turning his head, Wang Teng waved his hand behind him, and an object flew out of his hand.

"boom!"

The thing exploded in mid-air, scattering its liquid everywhere.

At the same time, Wang Teng's body suddenly twisted and turned sharply.

The wind blades grazed past Wang Teng's clothes and flew into the air.

After dodging the attack, Wang Teng's lips curled up slightly.

Then, without looking back, it continued flying in another direction.

"Second brother, third brother, it might be poisonous, be extremely careful!"