Douluo Continent: Martial Soul Spinning Top, Explosive Warrior

Her tone was indifferent, as if she were talking about something that had nothing to do with her.

"Besides, I have you by my side now."

"Now that you have the inheritance of the evil god, it's enough for you to cultivate diligently on your own."

"I'll just stay by your side."

After saying that, Zhu Zhuqing gently leaned into Wang Teng's arms.

Wang Teng didn't say anything more, but reached out and put his arm around her shoulder, pulling her into his embrace.

Wang Teng looked down at the top of Zhu Zhuqing's head, and a smile slowly appeared on his lips.

There was no one else on the city wall, only the two of them.

In the distance, the figures of the group walked towards Hanhai City, where they were about to set sail.

Wang Teng watched Ning Rongrong and the others grow smaller and smaller until they disappeared from sight.

Zhu Zhuqing in his arms shifted slightly, finding a more comfortable position.

Wang Teng tightened his grip on her arm.

Chapter 501 Battlefield at Jialing Pass, Devouring by Evil God

By the third month, the affairs of the Tiandou City council were finally running smoothly.

The first month was the hardest.

Every day there were endless military affairs to handle: food and fodder allocation, troop replenishment, wounded care, intelligence gathering—one task after another piled up on the desk.

Bone Douluo and Wang Teng worked from dawn till dusk, sometimes even forgetting to eat.

Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing also helped out. The four of them, along with more than a dozen clerical staff, managed to sort out this huge mess.

By the second month, all lines were on track.

The troops that needed to be sent out have been sent out, and the supplies that needed to be stockpiled have been almost completely stockpiled.

Although there were still many battle reports and requests for instructions from various places, they were now being handled in a more organized manner, no longer as chaotic as at the beginning.

By the third month, things were going much better.

All tasks have clear plans and division of labor. It is clear who is responsible for what, when to complete it, and who to contact if there are any problems.

Bone Douluo was finally able to sit down and have a cup of tea in peace, and Wang Teng also had time to continue his cultivation.

Three months later, the last batch of troops assembled had completed their training.

This army consisted of soldiers who escaped from the five destroyed vassal kingdoms, along with students and teachers who arrived from various advanced soul master academies, totaling approximately 20,000 men.

The number of people is not large, but they are well-equipped and their morale is good. It's time to send them to Jialing Pass.

After discussing it, Bone Douluo and Wang Teng decided to personally lead the army.

The day we set off was a bright and sunny day.

A force of 20,000 men set off from the south gate of Tiandou City, with banners waving and the procession stretching out in a long line. The vanguard had already left the city gate, while the rearguard was still lined up in the drill ground.

Bone Douluo rode a gray horse in the middle of the procession, with Wang Teng riding beside him and Zhu Zhuqing following behind.

Behind them were several large wagons loaded with provisions and supplies, followed by infantry formations and the Soul Master Legion.

The sound of everyone's footsteps was so synchronized that the ground trembled slightly.

Once outside the city, the procession headed south along the official road.

Farmers were still working in the fields on both sides of the road. When they saw the army passing by, they straightened up and looked around for a few moments before lowering their heads and continuing to work.

Over the past few months, the people of Tiandou City have become accustomed to the comings and goings of the army and are no longer as panicked as they were at the beginning.

After traveling for several days, the group proceeded at a leisurely pace.

They marched during the day, set up camp at dusk, and took turns keeping watch at night; everything proceeded in an orderly manner.

Wang Teng rode his horse alongside Bone Douluo, the two chatting casually.

As they approached Jialing Pass, Wang Teng suddenly spoke.

"Grandpa Bone, once we get to the battlefield, I plan to accelerate my soul power increase."

Bone Douluo was looking at the road ahead when he heard this. He paused for a moment, turned his head to look at him, and didn't react: "Accelerate the increase of soul power?"

Then, Bone Douluo thought for a moment, then suddenly realized what was going on and asked in a low voice, "You mean... an evil god?"

Wang Teng nodded, without denying it.

Bone Douluo remained silent for a while, his brows furrowing slightly, as if he were weighing the weight of this matter.

Wang Teng had mentioned the Evil God's inheritance to him before. He knew that the soul bone had a special soul bone skill that allowed him to fight enemies in another dimension and, after winning, absorb the opponent's power to enhance himself.

However, this skill is actually risky.

Because only when the opponent is stronger than oneself can one please the evil god and obtain rewards.

If the opponent is too weak, the evil god will not be interested and will get nothing.

If the opponent is too strong, then you are not devouring others, but being devoured by others.

"Yes."

Seeing that Bone Douluo understood, Wang Teng continued, "So please, Grandpa Bone, protect me then."

"I need to find the right 'prey'."

Wang Teng spoke calmly, but Bone Douluo understood the meaning behind his words.

Wang Teng planned to select suitable opponents from the Spirit Hall's Soul Masters after arriving at Jialing Pass, and devour them one by one.

This plan sounds simple, but it's actually extremely dangerous.

After all, Wang Teng was at his weakest when he used his Soul Bone Technique.

Because he was in a state of complete immobility while casting the spell.

If someone were to ambush him from the side, Wang Teng would have almost no chance of escape and would have no choice but to take the hit.

"I am at my weakest when I use my Soul Bone Skill, and I am easily ambushed."

"So, when Grandpa Bone gets there..."

Wang Teng paused for a moment after saying this, and looked at Bone Douluo.

Bone Douluo understood his meaning, nodded heavily, and said firmly, "Okay."

"When the time comes, I will do everything in my power to protect you."

"But you should also be careful, keep your eyes open, or you might accidentally kick a hornet's nest."

"Don't worry, I know what I'm doing."

Wang Teng smiled.

Zhu Zhuqing, who was walking behind, heard their conversation but didn't interrupt. She just silently watched Wang Teng's back.

After Wang Teng finished speaking, she softly said, "Keep it up."

Just two words, no extra instructions, no nagging worries.

Zhu Zhuqing knew that Wang Teng had made up his mind, and there was no point in trying to persuade him, so she might as well support him.

Wang Teng glanced back at Zhu Zhuqing, smiled, and then turned back again.

After another week of travel, the outline of Jialing Pass finally came into view.

The pass wall is still the same pass wall, standing tall between the mountain passes, its gray stone bricks gleaming coldly in the sunlight.

The city walls were covered with banners, with the flags of the Heavenly Dou Alliance and the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School planted side by side on the tallest flagpole, fluttering in the wind.

The walls were lined with guards, archers stood against them, their armor gleaming in the sunlight.

At some defensive points on the city wall, Wang Teng also saw some Zhuge Repeating Crossbows placed on them.

The procession filed in through the side gate of the wall.

Just as Wang Teng entered the gate, he heard a loud bang coming from outside.

"boom--"

The sound was muffled, like thunder, and it made the stone slabs underfoot tremble slightly.

Immediately afterwards, the soldiers inside the pass cheered, some shouting "Good!" and others clapping, creating a chaotic scene.

Wang Teng glanced in the direction of the pass and asked the soldier leading the way, "What's going on here?"

The soldier was young, with a hint of excitement on his face, and quickly explained, "Sir, there are Soul Masters fighting again outside the pass."

“Every day around noon, both sides would send out their men to fight one-on-one.”

"A duel?"

Bone Douluo asked curiously from the side.

"Yes."

The soldier nodded and continued, "Currently, both sides are in a stalemate. No Title Douluo-level combatants have participated, and the Soul Master legions below have not engaged in combat either."

"However, in order to maintain the atmosphere of the battlefield, or rather, because some people want to show off, every noon, many Soul Saint and Soul Douluo level Soul Masters will step out and have one-on-one duels."

"That loud bang and that cheer must mean we've won a game."

Wang Teng's eyes lit up after hearing this.

He turned to look at Bone Douluo, his voice brimming with barely suppressed excitement: "Grandpa Bone, I want to go and see."

Wang Teng's mind was already racing.

Isn't this one-on-one duel his best opportunity?

As long as you seize the opponent's weakness, you can instantly pull them into the arena of life and death, defeat them there, and devour their power.

Opponents at the Soul Saint or Soul Douluo level are exactly the "prey" Wang Teng needs right now.

Thinking of this, Wang Teng's breathing quickened.

Bone Douluo glanced at him and nodded: "Okay, I'll go with you to take a look."