Douluo Continent: Starting with a Tom Cat

Out of concern for Dai Mubai's safety, Flander ignored the fleeing cave spiders and instead searched for Dai Mubai in the dark cave.

The Soul Saint had excellent eyesight, let alone the eyesight of an owl. After searching for a short while, he found Dai Mubai lying unconscious to the side, along with a tiger's corpse and a thousand-year-old soul ring.

"Whoo~"

Seeing that Dai Mubai was alright, Flander breathed a long sigh of relief, and a smile appeared on his disheveled face.

What seems like a misfortune may actually be a blessing in disguise. This kid is incredibly lucky; he actually managed to find a thousand-year-old tiger-type soul beast. Judging by its color, it's at least four thousand years old.

Flander patiently meditated to the side, waiting for Dai Mubai to wake up, since the spirit ring wouldn't dissipate anytime soon.

Before long, Dai Mubai slowly opened his eyes and saw that he was still in the dark cave. His expression changed drastically, and he looked around warily.

He was relieved when he saw Flander's gentle, smiling face.

Flander smiled gently: "Mu Bai, you're quite lucky. This tiger is quite old and perfectly matches your martial soul."

"I suspect that it was trapped in the trap of the Ten Thousand Year Cave Spider and was killed by you when it was exhausted."

"However, I can't tell what kind of tiger-type spirit beast this is for the time being."

Dai Mubai was stunned at first. He had killed a tiger that had been growing for four thousand years? Why did he have no recollection of this? In his memory, he was fighting desperately against a thousand-year-old demonic spider.

"What are you waiting for? If you don't absorb it soon, this spirit ring will dissipate," Flander urged.

"Oh, I'll absorb it right away." Dai Mubai came back to his senses. After all, the tiger's corpse and the soul ring emitting purple light were right in front of him, so he couldn't fake it.

Am I the chosen one?

With this thought in mind, Dai Mubai joyfully drew upon his soul power, then seized the purple soul ring and refined it in an instant.

Flander thought his eyes were playing tricks on him. Absorbing a thousand-year-old soul ring takes time; how could it be refined in an instant?

After absorbing the so-called thousand-year soul ring, Dai Mubai's aura remained completely unchanged.

His soul power instantly reached level forty-one, and incidentally, his soul power was increased by a tiny, almost imperceptible amount.

Four spirit rings, two yellow, one white, and one purple, circled around Dai Mubai's body, and Dai Mubai instantly felt a dizzying sensation.

This is unprecedented! Absolutely unprecedented! Who the hell has a fourth spirit ring that takes ten years to grow?

Fran's expression was extremely grim. What happened? How could a thousand-year soul ring become a ten-year soul ring after absorption?

Bloodlust spread through Dai Mubai's eyes, filled with madness. A ten-year spirit ring! His fourth spirit ring was actually ten years old.

There was no hope, absolutely no hope. How could he possibly compete with his brother for the throne?

His chances of winning were already extremely slim, and now a ten-year spirit ring that offers no assistance has brought those slim hopes almost to zero.

Flander immediately moved to the side of the dead "tiger carcass," reached out to touch it, and found no soft flesh, only a hard, shell-like texture.

His eyelids twitched violently, and he unleashed a burst of soul power, instantly shattering the "tiger corpse" into pieces, which then scattered in all directions as the remains of a demonic spider.

Flander's face darkened. Who was plotting against them, transforming a spider into the shape of a tiger, and making it look so real?

This matter is full of suspicious points. How can a white spirit ring be turned into purple, and a spider be transformed into the shape of a tiger? He has never heard of such a thing in the Douluo Continent.

Moreover, the fact that the other party was able to do all these things means that they arrived a long time ago, which proves that they had every opportunity to kill Dai Mubai but did not make a move.

Flander suppressed his doubts and turned to look at Dai Mubai, who was trembling with anger.

He opened his mouth, wanting to comfort Dai Mubai, but he didn't know what to say. For a genius, the choice of each spirit ring is crucial.

Now that Dai Mubai has absorbed a ten-year spirit ring, he basically has no hope of becoming a Title Douluo in this lifetime, and even becoming a Soul Douluo will require a lot of effort.

"Roar! Roar! Roar! Roar!" Dai Mubai suddenly roared to the sky, as if he wanted to vent all the resentment in his heart.

The dark cave, having already endured a fierce battle and the tunnels dug by Tom and Jerry, naturally could not withstand the intense tiger roar.

"Boom!"

Countless clods of earth fell down, the cave collapsed, and Dai Mubai and Flander were buried beneath it.

Buried beneath the soil, Dai Mubai's crimson tiger eyes silently shed tears of despair.

Why does everyone bully me?!

Even Shen Yi, who was lying on a beach chair by the river, heard the earth-shattering roar of the tiger. She looked around with slight unease.

Tom and Jerry followed the tunnel they had dug back and suddenly leaped into the air.

Hearing the distant, mournful roar of a tiger, the two of them felt even more relaxed and comfortable.

Shen An, who was hiding in the shadows, naturally heard it too. 'Judging from that sound, that lecherous tiger has probably been thoroughly ravaged by Tom Jerry. I need to get my men out of here before it can react.'

Shen An, true to his style of swindling people and leaving no trace, immediately slipped out and led his men away.

This move wasn't out of fear of Flander; it was simply a matter of avoiding trouble and making it more interesting for the other side to not know who did it.

That night, Shen An returned to the small courtyard, and the next morning, he sent the catwoman Shen Yi to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.

As she was leaving, Shen Yi looked at Shen An with teary eyes, repeatedly saying that she would definitely come back to repay Shen An in the future.

Compared to the warm and humane atmosphere on Shen An's side, Shrek Academy was quite different.

Upon seeing Flander and Dai Mubai return, Ma Hongjun immediately went to greet them, placing his hand on Dai Mubai's shoulder and asking:

"Boss Dai, what kind of good spirit ring did you get this time? Tell the brothers about it."

Dai Mubai's eyes turned cold; Ma Hongjun's words were like rubbing salt into his wounds.

"Get your stinky hands off me and get out!" Dai Mubai said sternly, showing no regard for his long-standing brotherhood with Ma Hongjun.

Ma Hongjun was also startled. He timidly loosened his grip on her arm and muttered under his breath, "Fine, don't tell me then. How stingy."

Dai Mubai, who was already in a bad mood, became even more irritable. He pointed at Ma Hongjun and said, "From now on, you are not allowed to ask me about the fourth spirit ring again, or don't blame me for being impolite."

Ma Hongjun also looked displeased. With so many people around, didn't he have any pride?

He clenched his fists, wanting to say something, but he was already no match for Dai Mubai, and now that Dai Mubai had obtained his fourth spirit ring, how could he possibly be a match for him?

If he angered Dai Mubai and beat him up in public, wouldn't that be even more humiliating? So, in a fit of anger, Ma Hongjun stormed off without looking back.

Flander, standing to the side, wore a wry smile. What could he say? He was partly responsible this time as well. But who would have thought that the purple spirit ring would turn white after being absorbed?

Time flies like water, and two months have passed in the blink of an eye.

The Heaven Dou Grand Soul Arena felt like a cat's den, with Soul Masters of all colors and cat-themed Martial Souls coming to fight.

On the contrary, their combat power is extremely strong, and these cat soul masters have never lost even once.

What's even more peculiar is that these cat-like Soul Masters were all Soul Venerables before, but one day, they all suddenly transformed into Soul Grandmasters.

The Grand Arena suspects that these people are involved in something suspicious, or that they might be the same person, but they have no evidence.

After disguising himself, Shen An hid in an alley, silently applied invisible ink to himself, and then held his breath.

A group of burly men rushed in, looking at the alley with a strange expression. "Strange, where is the person? They clearly walked into this alley."

"Forget it, let's go back and report to Lord Gao Hao. This cat-like Soul Master is slippery. Next time, we can just catch him when he comes to the Soul Arena and then ask him questions."

While invisible, Shen An glanced at the group of burly men beside him, then quietly slipped away, even using his fourth soul skill without being noticed by them.

As Shen An walked home, he muttered to himself, 'I can't go to the Great Soul Arena anymore. It's a bit dangerous, and besides, almost all the regulars there know me, so I won't get many reputation points.'

As they walked, they arrived home. Shen An naturally pushed open the door, and Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong were playing chess in the living room.

Suddenly, the two women looked up sharply. Why was the door suddenly open, and there was no one there?

Ning Rongrong shrank back in fear: "Zhu Qing, it can't be a ghost in broad daylight, can it?"

Zhu Zhuqing also looked at the door with a wary expression, her soul power flowing within her body.

Shen An wanted to explain when he saw the two women's appearance, since he was currently invisible and had used his fourth soul skill, Unfettered.

Unrestrained, as the name suggests, means being unfettered and unaffected by any aura, domain, or restriction, and one's own power is not limited in any way.

One way to use it is to collect all the soul power, blood energy, and aura into the body, and with the help of an invisibility potion, it is completely undetectable.

However, seeing Ning Rongrong's timid appearance, Shen An suddenly felt playful and quietly walked to Ning Rongrong's side.

Gently blow a breath into its ear.

"Whoo~"

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!"

Ning Rongrong's jade-like ears twitched violently, and after letting out a scream, she immediately hid behind Zhu Zhuqing.

"Hahahaha!" A blue cat appeared out of thin air. It was Tom. He was tired and didn't want to walk, so he turned into a martial spirit and was taken in by Shen An.

Seeing that Ning Rongrong was quite frightened, he immediately came out and laughed heartily.

Ning Rongrong's initial shock turned to anger, "Shen An!"

Shen An quietly slipped back to his room, then slipped away, as he had more important things to do.

His reputation has increased significantly over the past month, reaching a staggering 500,000, essentially wiping out the entire Grand Soul Arena.

Ignoring Ning Rongrong who was searching everywhere outside, the transparent Shen An excitedly rubbed his hands together.

So, let's begin the betting!

Chapter 194 Another Mysterious Figure Appears with Lottery Tickets

"System, give me fifty consecutive draws!" Shen An thought to himself with high spirits.

Having money means being powerful and arrogant; finally, I don't have to just watch helplessly anymore.

Ding! Congratulations, host, you have obtained 5 medium-sized Soul Power Experience Packs.

Ding! Congratulations, host, you have obtained *Witch's Magic Broom*5.

Ding! Congratulations, host, you have obtained 3 Invisible Ink.

Ding! Congratulations, host, you have obtained a lottery voucher for a mysterious figure.

Ding! Congratulations, host, you have obtained 10 Tom's Milk Wines.

Ding! Congratulations, host, you have obtained 300 Tuffy's Little Firecrackers.

Ding! Congratulations, host, you have obtained Tom's Rope*3.

Ding! Congratulations~~~

What a huge harvest! It was an absolute windfall. Not only were there mostly props, but we also got a lottery ticket for a mystery character.

Last time I used this to summon Jerry, and it only cost me a mere 300,000 reputation points. It was a huge profit!

Shen An excitedly clicked on it. It was only 300,000 reputation points; he could figure out a way to get them from other cities.

Doraemon, Bugs Bunny, Druby—if you randomly drew any one of these characters, you could dominate the Douluo Continent! Shen An was already lost in his wonderful fantasy.

But the next moment, his face froze, and then, with a sullen expression, he couldn't help but curse, "Damn it, why don't you just rob me!"

The system panel, visible only to Shen An, clearly stated: 【Mysterious Character Lottery Ticket: Can be used to summon a mysterious character for three million reputation points】

Three hundred thousand became three million! That's a tenfold increase!

Shen An lay on the bed, looking somewhat weak, just as the invisibility ink failed, revealing his figure.

Shen An's eyes were vacant, and his face was much paler, like a worker crushed by life.

Where do you get so much fame points?

Upon hearing Shen An's voice, Ning Rongrong immediately ran over. Seeing Shen An on the bed, she pounced on him without hesitation and unleashed a series of powerful, unrestrained punches.

"Ouch, ouch, ouch! Stop hitting me! Your little fists are so heavy now!"

Shen An gasped and grinned.

Ning Rongrong's little fists are now quite heavy; these are the hands she uses to exercise with dumbbells every day. The dumbbells alone can increase her strength by several hundred kilograms.

Ning Rongrong ignored her and then raised her delicate little fists, raining blows on Shen An's body.

"I'll teach you a lesson for messing with me and scaring me! I'll beat you to death!" Ning Rongrong said, feigning ferocity with her small face.

Feeling the weight of the little fist, Shen An decisively flipped over and pinned Ning Rongrong, who was originally riding on him, beneath him.

Given Shen An's physical abilities, Ning Rongrong was captured without even having the strength to resist. Her hands were firmly held by Shen An, rendering her unable to move.

Shen An smiled dismissively. To him, Ning Rongrong was just a nobody.

Shen An used one hand to grab Ning Rongrong's hands, and no matter how much the little chicken under him twisted and turned, it couldn't break free.

He then breathed on his other hand and flicked it several times on Ning Rongrong's fair forehead, leaving a red mark.