Douluo Dalu: Shooting the Sun

But his mother, Niu Jinfeng, looked at the soul bone without any reaction: "Mom, this is a soul bone, don't you feel moved at all?"

Niu Jinfeng said with disdain: "The value of a thousand-year soul bone is really too low. Looking at this soul bone, it is probably only a little over a thousand years old, not even two thousand years old. It is basically useless to me, your mother."

Looking at his son's puzzled expression, he said, "Son, remember this: for a soul master, you must consider your own strength and upper limit, otherwise the soul bone is meaningless. No matter how good a thousand-year-old soul bone is, it is only useful for soul masters of Soul Sage level and below. This soul bone, which has just passed the thousand-year mark, will no longer have any effect on soul masters above the Soul King level, and may even become a burden."

"Think about it, your mother's third soul skill is already stronger than the skill of this soul bone, so what use is it to me? It is still useful for some soul masters whose potential has reached the limit and cannot make any further progress in their lifetime. Your mother's potential is far from reaching the limit."

"Mom, does our family have this kind of soul bone?"

"Of course we have them, but soul bones of this level are too low in value for our Po Yi clan. Even those with slightly higher talents would not bother to absorb them. We can only treat them as collections or give them to soul masters who have been stuck in bottlenecks for a long time."

Hearing this, Yang Po Di fell into deep thought. Soul bones of this level were indeed a bit useless for a soul master family, let alone a powerful soul master family like the Po Yi clan. After the Haotian Sect took over, they were able to give birth to so many Titled Douluo. It was probably because of similar background. The Haotian Sect had been the number one sect in the world for a long time, so the similar background must be very terrifying.

There were cheers and climaxes in the auction venue. In the end, this thousand-year soul bone was sold for 50 gold soul coins, which surprised Yang Podi.

"Mom, didn't you say that this soul bone is not worth much? Why are they willing to spend so many gold soul coins to buy it?"

"Son, you are still too young to understand some things. The more precious things in this world are, the more likely they are in the hands of some powerful forces. Believe it or not, if you take this thousand-year soul bone to the Haotian Sect, the elders of the Haotian Sect may not even look at it. But for some civilians or ordinary people, this soul bone is very rare."

Yang Podi glanced at the excited people on the scene, especially the one who obtained the soul bone, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart: Is this the gap in this world? In the fantasy world, is the gap between people really greater than the gap between people and dogs?

After the auction ended, Niu Jinfeng brought her son to the backstage. After several on-site staff members confirmed the sale, she received the whale jelly. After a thorough inspection and confirmation, she casually took out her Gold Soul Coin Card, paid the staff with 50,000 gold coins, and then left.

I have to say that the quality of the people in the auction house is quite high. Even when Niu Jinfeng, a woman, brought her son to buy whale glue, there was no expression of surprise.

After leaving the auction house, the two went directly to the Tiandou City Soul Fighting Arena.

The Grand Soul Fighting Arena was significantly larger than the auction house, measuring several thousand meters in both length and width. There seemed to be no restrictions on entry and exit, and no membership card was required. However, the internal security was also more stringent, as the Soul Fighting Arena was primarily for Soul Masters.

Niu Jinfeng went straight to the front desk and casually took out a black membership card: "Are there any fighting spirits that haven't started yet?"

The waitress saw the black card in Niu Jinfeng's hand and said very respectfully, "Dear black card member, there are four more soul fighting matches today, one for Soul Sect, one for Soul Lord, two for Soul Lord, and one for Soul King. All four matches are soul fighting matches."

Niu Jinfeng thought for a moment and said, "Please help me arrange the one-on-one soul battle between the Soul Kings. I need a private room."

"Okay, ma'am. This fight will be in the No. 2 fighting arena. There are also private rooms. I'll arrange them for you right away."

A private room was soon arranged. Niu Jinfeng paid, took the room number, and left with her son. Apparently, the fighting arena had too many people and didn't have a shuttle service.

"Mom, what is the No. 2 fighting arena in the fighting arena? Are there many fighting arenas in it?"

"Son, there are of course many fighting soul arenas in the fighting soul arena, and each fighting soul arena is of different sizes. It seems that there are more than ten fighting soul arenas in total. Fighting soul arena No. 1 is the main fighting soul arena, where some Soul Emperor-level fighting souls or team fighting souls are usually carried out."

"Mom, I just saw a lot of people walking around next to the front desk, what are they doing?"

"That's the gambling arena. You can place bets on the matches you like. There are certain odds for each fight. If you win, you can receive the corresponding money according to the odds."

"Then if I fight with my own spirit, can I buy my own win or loss?"

Niu Jinfeng tapped Yang Podi's little head and said, "Son, according to the rules of the fighting spirit arena, theoretically you can't buy your own fighting spirit in a competition. But if you only buy on yourself to win, the fighting spirit arena generally won't restrict it. But you can't buy on yourself or let others around you to lose your fighting spirit."

“But there are loopholes in this.”

"Son, you underestimate this fighting spirit arena. The fighting spirit arena has very strict control over the winning and losing of the competition, and the background is very powerful. No one dares to deliberately bet on themselves to lose in order to make money."

"Mom, is the background of the Fighting Spirit Arena really that powerful? Is it more powerful than our Haotian Sect?"

"Son, what are you thinking about? How can there be a force stronger than our Haotian Sect? However, all the major forces in the entire Douluo Continent are related to the Douhun Arena, just like the Haotian Sect also has a certain share. Therefore, the Douhun Arena's Douhun Contest is relatively fair, and no one dares to offend these major forces at the same time."

After saying these words, the two came to the door of the private room, showed their number plates to the guard, and then entered the room.

Chapter 10 Fighting Spirit Competition

The private room is similar to the auction venue, and the interior is relatively simple. But the visual effect is better than the auction venue, and it is quite close to the central fighting spirit field.

In the center is a fighting arena that is over 100 meters long and wide. The entire ground is made of metal and looks very hard. The edges are blocked by railings, which is a bit like the boxing ring in the previous life, but the area is much larger than the boxing ring.

Compared to the auction house, the fighting arena was obviously more noisy. Many people were arguing, and many people were even holding banners, glow sticks, signs, etc.

As the game approached, more and more people showed up, and eventually the entire fighting arena was packed with people, with almost no empty seats.

The host began, "Dear audience, today's competition is about to begin. Please enter the venue. The two competitors are the level 56 Earth Overlord and the level 57 King of Strength."

"The Earth Overlord's martial soul is the Earth Bull, a strong attack-type combat soul king, with two yellow and three purple soul rings. So far, he has 76 wins and 24 losses."

"The King of Strength contestant is Wuhun Gorilla, a strong attack-type combat soul king, with two yellow and three purple soul rings. So far, he has 46 wins and 17 losses."

"Both of them have very high winning rates in the fighting spirit arena, and they are also star players in our Tiandou City Continental Square. Today's fighting spirit will definitely be very intense."

Immediately afterwards, the specific information of the two people was displayed on the big screen, but both people on the field were wearing masks.

"Mom, why are their fifth spirit rings all purple?"

"Son, every soul ring is an opportunity for a soul master. The life span of the fifth soul ring should normally be within 12000 years. This range is very difficult to grasp, and soul beasts are relatively rare."

"It normally takes a Soul Emperor to defeat a soul beast that has just passed 10,000 years old, and there are all kinds of dangers in the forest, so if you want a 10,000-year soul ring, you need the help of at least a high-level Soul Emperor or Soul Saint. Ordinary people can't get this kind of resource."

"Don't underestimate these two soul masters. Although they are only soul kings, their first four soul rings are the best configuration. This shows that these two people also have a certain background, but the background is not strong enough."

After hearing what his mother said, Yang Podi also began to watch the soul fight seriously.

The host on the field continued: "Now is one minute to prepare. Both parties please get ready and start summoning your martial spirits."

Sure enough, after hearing these words, both people on the stage began to summon their martial spirits.

The person on the left summoned a massive, ferocious bull, its horns especially gleaming with a cold light. The person on the right summoned a gorilla, large and muscular, its strength appearing explosive. Judging by the appearances of the gorilla and the bull, it was clear that both were power-oriented spirit masters.

A minute later, the referee spoke again: "Preparation time is over, the game begins."

The entire place erupted in excitement, everyone cheering and calling out the nicknames of the two spirit masters. This scene was a hundred times more lively than any of the celebrity concerts in my past life.

The two people in the fighting spirit field also began to rush towards each other. After all, both of them were strong attacking spirit masters and their speed was relatively slow.

Yang Podi carefully observed the two fighting spirits. They were both clearly experienced in combat, possessing a variety of combat techniques, and unleashing their respective spirit abilities. However, compared to their combat skills and spirit abilities, the clash of forces was more of a simple and rough one.

In other words, from the perspective of martial arts skills, the fighting skills of these two soul kings are probably not as good as that of me, a layman who learned martial arts in my previous life. From the perspective of a martial arts student in my previous life, it was like two reckless men competing in strength.

My mother was also a little excited when she saw this, and she looked like she couldn't help but go up and have a fight.

In the end, the Earth Overlord won the battle, but both of them were obviously in a bad state and were covered with scars.

What disappointed Yang Podi was why the two of them would shout out the number of their soul skills before releasing them, as if all the soul masters on Douluo Continent had this characteristic.

Yang Podi asked his mother with some doubt: "Mom, why do all people like to call out the number of their soul skills before releasing them? They even say the content of the soul skills. And I see that although they have been fighting for a long time, it seems that they don’t use many skills, or they are not very advanced?"

Niu Jinfeng smiled and said, "Son, you are wrong. The two soul masters in the fighting arena just now are very good in both experience and fighting against enemies. They even have certain combat skills."

"But you have to pay attention to one thing. Our Po Yi clan can almost be said to be the pinnacle of Douluo Continent in terms of combat skills. There are not many people who are better than us in terms of combat skills."

"The Soul-Breaking Spear Technique that you practice every day was created by us after countless generations of improvement by our Soul-Breaking Clan, and we even borrowed some of the hammer techniques from the Haotian Sect. Do you think two civilian soul masters can be compared to the Soul-Breaking Spear Technique?"

"So according to you, these two soul masters are both very good?"

"These two soul masters are just so-so. If they were soul kings from a large sect, they should be able to defeat them both."

"Mom, that's not the case. I think they are both pretty good."

"Son, how do you know they are good?"

Yang Podi was suddenly speechless.

"Son, remember this: truly powerful spirit masters and combat skills are not learned in the spirit fighting field. They are either inherited from the family or trained through life and death experiences."

"Although these two soul masters are passable, they are unlikely to be favored by a major sect. Judging from their figures and some of their faces, they are both probably over 50 years old, or even almost years old, so their potential is relatively limited."

"Mom, then why do they still want to participate in the fighting spirit?"

"In order to fight for an opportunity, these two soul masters are now considered high-level soul kings. If they are in some small cities, they can even be city lords. But judging from the appearance of these two people, they should want to fight again and obtain some resources or the attention of large sects through fighting spirits. In this way, they may be able to impact the soul saint level in their lifetime. You must know that the sixth and seventh soul rings are beyond their current strength."

"Well, what if the two of them join some big sect or family?"

"Son, I just said that with the potential of the two of them, the big sects probably won't be interested in them, and the small sects can't provide what they want."

"What about the Spirit Hall?"

"It is possible for the Spirit Hall, but the Spirit Hall attaches great importance to the loyalty of spirit masters. If the spirit master is not trained by them, it may cost more to get their help."

Chapter 11 Whale Gum

After the fighting spirit competition ended, Niu Jinfeng also took Yang Podi home.

Back home, I lay in bed, reflecting on what I had seen and heard that day. The duel between the two Soul Kings in the Soul Fighting Arena had been quite stimulating. Family, sect, commoners, empire—these words kept spinning in my mind. I was now considered a core disciple of the family, and also a disciple of the sect. I hadn't cared much about resources before, but now it seemed my starting point was indeed very high.

But at the same time, there will be more crises. The Po Yi Clan is already as strong as half of the lower four sects. But whether in front of the Haotian Sect or the Wuhun Hall, their strength is not enough. They don't have a titled Douluo and their own foundation. These are all shortcomings.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but think of my grandfather Yang Wudi again. I hope I can escape safely from this fight.

Just when Yang Po Di was daydreaming, his father Yang Zhentian also came back with the group of people who were out for fun.

When Dad came back, Mom Niu Jinfeng took Dad to a secluded place and whispered to him.

"Hubby, when I took my son to the auction today, he insisted that I buy this big piece of whale glue. He's only five years old, how could he understand these things?"

"Whales glue? That shouldn't be the case. My son has always stayed at home. He just likes to read books and practice martial arts. He rarely has contact with women. How could he know the effect of whale glue?"

"What are you talking about? Your son is only five years old, how could he have problems with that? Your son said he wanted to buy it for you. Did you tell your son anything?"

"For me? How is that possible? I don't have any use for this kind of thing."

"Wife, why don't we just ask our son directly? It seems a little strange."

"That's fine. My son is still so young, you mustn't lead him astray."

Hearing this, Yang Zhentian was speechless.

Just when Yang Podi woke up, his father and mother came to his room at the same time, and his mother was holding the big piece of whale glue in her hand.

Niu Jinfeng, you spoke directly: "Son, I didn't ask you at the photo shoot today, what do you want me to buy this whale glue for?"

Father Yang Zhentian also quickly spoke up: "Son, how did you know about whale glue? Your father is in good health now, and there is no need for this stuff yet."

When Yang Podi heard the two of them talking, he immediately complained in his heart: What are you two thinking about? Whale glue is a good thing.

"Dad, listen to me first. I've read a lot of books recently and found that whale glue may have a great use."

Both mom and dad looked at Yang Podi with question marks on their faces.

"Dad, I've read a lot of ancient books and found that whale glue will only have that effect if you only eat a little bit. But for us soul masters, if we use fire to melt the whole piece of whale glue and then swallow it directly, it will have unexpected effects and benefits."

"Son, which ancient book did you find this from? If it was really useful, I'm afraid the price would have increased significantly by now."

"Dad, I'm sure it will work. If you don't believe me, you can give it a try. Even if it doesn't work, it's harmless. Also, Dad, you have to be extra careful. Don't tell anyone about the effects of whale glue, not even the members of our Poyi clan." Yang Podi repeatedly told his dad not to tell anyone. For the current Douluo Continent, whale glue can be said to be a cheating existence. If it wasn't for his dad and he happened to encounter it at the auction, he wouldn't want to expose it so early.

Besides, no family is monolithic. In the original novel, the second grandfather Yang Wushuang was captured by the Spirit Hall and eventually leaked the secret medicine of the Poyi clan - the colorful one, which put the Tiandou Empire in a very passive position.

Yang Zhentian was still a little confused: "Son, according to what you said, is it really effective to swallow a whole piece of whale glue?"

"Dad, it really works. If you don't believe me, you can try it first."

Yang Zhentian looked at the fist-sized whale glue and couldn't help swallowing. "But there's such a big piece here. Can I swallow it all at once?"

Niu Jinfeng interrupted, "My son has already said it works, so why are you still doubting it?"

"But..." Yang Zhentian was speechless when he saw the size of the whale glue.

In the next two days, Yang Podi practiced normally every day, and his life was as normal as if he had returned to the Poyi clan. However, his mother and father had been missing for two whole days and nights, which made him a little uncomfortable.

On the third day, my parents finally came back. They looked ruddy, and even their hair and skin had turned a little white. Especially my father, the smile on his face was almost overflowing.

Niu Jinfeng and Yang Zhentian brought Yang Podi back to the room. "Son, the whale glue you mentioned is really effective. My soul power has increased by one level, and I am now a level 72 Soul Saint. After I ate the whale glue, a lot of impurities were expelled from my body. My cultivation should be faster in the future."

"Dad, congratulations, but why did you bring me into the room in such a mysterious way?"

Niu Jinfeng quickly said, "Son, let me ask you a question. Does this whale glue have any effect on women?"

"Mom, whale glue should be effective for soul masters, both men and women, and whale glue seems to be more effective for women, and it also has a beauty effect."

"Yes, my son is sensible. Otherwise, we would have almost missed such a good thing."

Yang Podi looked at his parents seriously and said, "Dad, Mom, don't tell anyone about the whale glue for now, not even the people in our Poyi clan."

Yang Zhentian was a little surprised and asked: "Son, why do you have such an idea?"

"Dad, the whale glue issue is of great importance. After all, our Poyi clan is only a subsidiary sect of Haotian Sect, so we still have to keep some of our own things."

"But your grandfather's side?"

"Don't tell Grandpa yet. Don't tell anyone else. At this stage, it's enough for only the three of us to know."

"But son, since whale glue has such good effects, can we buy more? But if we buy too much, will it arouse suspicion from others?"

"Dad, this depends on you."

Dad Yang Zhentian was a little confused: "Look at me? How can this look at me?"