In Douluo Continent, what is a martial soul? It's like Luckin Coffee.

Chapter 60 Orange C American Style? The 20,000-Year Red Core Cataclysm
"New coffee!"

Look how happy the three-eyed golden lion is; even its little tail is wagging.

Di Tian: What the heck? Who tuned my auspicious beast like this?

Of course, given the Three-Eyed Golden Lion's current weight, its tail whipping around is not much different from a steel whip.

Don't let its fluffy appearance fool you; if Bai Ran dares to reach out and touch it, she'll probably lose her entire hand. (Bridget, help me!)
"Yes, but I can't do it now."

After Bai Ran lost consciousness, the storage ring on her hand was removed.

Even if the effects of the Bewitching Flower wore off prematurely and Bai Ran woke up deep in the Star Dou Great Forest, he would have virtually no chance of survival.

But what if?
To eliminate even the slightest possibility, the guards of the White Tiger Duke's mansion confiscated Bai Ran's storage soul tools to prevent him from actually escaping from the Star Dou Great Forest using the supplies he had.

Therefore, the only thing Bai Ran still had on his body at this moment was the level eight defensive soul guide shield that would open at critical moments to protect his life. It was actually level seven.

"Little Bai Ran, are you kidding me?"

Upon hearing this, the three-eyed golden lion immediately bared its teeth, making an uncomfortable "gurgling" sound in its throat.

"Big Cat, let me finish. It's not that I don't want to make it, but I don't have the ingredients to make fruit coffee."

"Oh, so you just didn't have the ingredients?"

Oh dear, this is no big deal for me.

By the way, Xiao Bairan, I see that your soul power aura has reached level 20. Have you absorbed a soul ring?
"If not, I'll go and catch you a 90,000-year-old soul beast?"

Even if it's only a difference of ten thousand years, the gap between a 100,000-year-old soul beast and a 90,000-year-old soul beast is like an insurmountable chasm.

Although the Three-Eyed Golden Lion has completed a bloodline transformation, it still cannot completely command a 100,000-year-old soul beast.

In the entire Star Dou Great Forest, only the Silver Dragon King Gu Yuena could make a 100,000-year-old soul beast willingly sacrifice itself.

Even Di Tian couldn't do that.

"Then why are you so embarrassed?"

Bai Ran scratched his head, indicating that it wasn't necessary.

"Oh, there's nothing to be embarrassed about."

Three-Eyed Golden Lion: Hmph, you humans are so hypocritical, not straightforward at all. If Luckin Coffee weren't so delicious, I wouldn't even bother with you.

"Tell me, what type of soul beast do you want?"

In other words, it should be about what type of coffee you want to make.

The Three-Eyed Golden Lion said that she recently has a preference for eating the brains of herbivorous spirit beasts. One bite leaves a lingering fragrance in her mouth, especially the bursting texture, which is many times more enjoyable than simply eating meat.

Three-Eyed Golden Lion: Hey, how do you say "brain flower coffee"?
Bai Ran: One look at the thimble, the result of the analysis is that it is a pure lump.

"Hmm... let me think about it."

With the presence of the prompt words, absorbing fruit-type soul beasts is clearly not very profitable.

However, on the other hand, a fruit-type soul beast that is ten thousand years old is also an acceptable choice.

After all, with Bai Ran's current soul power level, he can only deal with fruit-type soul beasts that are a hundred years old. If he wants to deal with ten-thousand-year-old soul beasts, he will need to break through to the Soul Master level at the earliest.

As the saying goes, the sooner you absorb it, the sooner you enjoy it.

Moreover, the cultivation cost of a ten-thousand-year-old plant soul beast is far greater than that of a hundred-year-old plant soul beast.

After working hard all day selling Luckin Coffee, I finally earned a little over a thousand Gold Soul Coins.

When he got back, he found that the ten-thousand-year-old plant spirit beast he had painstakingly cultivated had died inexplicably. It was as if the sky was falling.

By the way, does Luckin Coffee have any well-known fruit-based coffee products?
Bai Ran, a former Luckin Coffee employee (if she was a summer worker), was lost in deep memories.

Among the coffee products made most frequently in my past life, the coconut latte ranked first. So what ranked second?
It has to be the Orange C Americano.

Some people say that Orange C Americano tastes no different from dishwater, and some even say that drinking orange juice is worse than drinking Orange C Americano.

Bai Ran says: You're all wrong, you've all been drinking your Orange C Americano wrong. The correct way is to take a sip and then throw the whole bag into the trash. Okay, just kidding, the Orange C Americano is the greatest single product in Luckin Coffee's history. (Manager, you poked me with your stick!)

"Are there any soul beasts like orange trees in the Star Dou Great Forest?" "Orange trees?"

With a clear goal in mind, the Three-Eyed Golden Lion rushed off to find her Uncle, the King of Ten Thousand Demons.

As the oldest plant-type king in the Star Dou Great Forest, the Demon King might not know everything about the plant-type soul beasts in the forest, but he was close enough.

……

"orange?"

"Yes, the peel is orange-yellow, the flesh is sweet and sour, and it's very juicy."

The Three-Eyed Golden Lion relayed Bai Ran's description of the orange to the Demon King.

Just hearing the description made the Three-Eyed Golden Lion's mouth water. Even if it wasn't made into coffee, it would still taste delicious.

When we bring the soul beast back later, we can pick a few fruits to try first.

Since the offering will disappear anyway, it's better to contribute more value.

“Little ancestor, according to your description, it must be a ten-thousand-year-old soul beast.”

I actually thought of a plant-based soul beast.

However…

"But what?"

"The fruit from that tree is incredibly delicious."

"Isn't it great that it's so delicious it'll explode? Uncle Wan Yao, Little Golden Lion knows you're the best. Tell Little Golden Lion the location of that fruit tree."

King of Ten Thousand Demons: Sigh~ Never mind, anyway, they're not my clan's juniors. Better to die for a fellow Daoist than for me.

The Demon King extended a branch and pointed out a rough coordinate to the Three-Eyed Golden Lion.

……

Several tens of minutes later, the Three-Eyed Golden Lion, looking somewhat disheveled, dragged a ten-thousand-year-old plant-type soul beast back to the forbidden zone of life.

So, when Uncle Wan Yao said it was so delicious it would explode, he meant that this fruit really does explode when you eat it!

Fortunately, this "red nucleus catastrophe" occurred just over 20,000 years ago.

Otherwise, the Three-Eyed Golden Lion, who has already passed the age of losing its baby teeth, might have to go through the teething period again.

"What kind of soul beast is this?"

Bai Ran, who had never been to school, couldn't recognize this kind of soul beast at all.

The ancient fruit tree was covered with an orange-yellow armor, and the cracked trunk revealed magma-like fruit pulp, with eleven rotating red kernels suspended in the core.

It looks a little out of place, as if one of them was eaten by some greedy big cat beforehand.

"Offer him a sacrifice."

The Three-Eyed Golden Lion didn't waste any words and immediately adopted a European and American fighting style.

This directly forced the 20,000-year-old "Red Core Cataclysm" to sacrifice itself for Xiaobairan.

If it is unwilling to be dignified, the Three-Eyed Golden Lion will use its methods to help it be dignified.

Originally, the Three-Eyed Golden Lion, whose mouth had been blown open by the Red Core, intended to let Bai Ran taste the Red Core, based on the principle that "you have to suffer the same pain I have suffered."

But considering that Bai Ran is only a low-level Soul Master of level 20, a single Red Core would probably blast him into pieces.

The damage was so severe that even Aunt Brigitte couldn't piece it back together.

Let's just forget about it.

If a joke goes too far, it's no longer a joke.

(End of this chapter)