Douluo Continent V: Starting with the Azure Dragon Martial Soul, I easily defeat Tang San and snatch

"This is the thousand gold coins that Flander promised, and I'm giving it to you on his behalf."

"Thank you, Master."

A thousand gold soul coins is nothing to Du Cheng.

However, since the benefits were offered to him, he naturally wouldn't refuse.

As he placed the card into the south wind, Du Cheng revealed a faint smile:

"I must say, the dean is quite generous. It's just an insignificant competition, yet he's still willing to give out prize money."

"Heh~"

Upon hearing Du Cheng's words, the master couldn't help but twitch his lips slightly:

Perhaps it was just his imagination, but he always felt that Du Cheng seemed to know something.

"Everyone worked hard in today's match."

The master glanced at the crowd and quickly changed the subject:

"You can go back to the hotel and rest now. I'll introduce you to some friends this afternoon."

After speaking, before anyone could reply, the master quickly turned and left.

"Mistress, come with me first."

"Yes!"

"Master is too biased towards Tang San, even helping him to cover up this kind of thing."

Watching the two figures disappear into the distance, Ning Rongrong couldn't help but complain:

In wartime, he would turn on his own teammates. If this were the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, this alone would be enough to cripple Tang San!

"After all, he is his disciple, so it's normal for him to show some favoritism."

Although he was trying to explain on behalf of the master, a cold smile flashed in Du Cheng's eyes:

eccentric?

It's just a tool to gain fame and achieve upward social mobility; it doesn't deserve the word 'favoritism'.

It's unclear how Tang San will treat Grandmaster after he learns the truth...

"You're clearly up to no good."

As Du Cheng was processing these thoughts, a disdainful voice came directly from the side.

"Ok?"

Turning his head, Du Cheng couldn't help but light up.

I was so engrossed in listening to the master's nonsense that I didn't notice Dugu Yan had changed into a light blue dress.

As she spoke, she glared fiercely at Du Cheng, unaware of how alluring her actions were.

"You've changed your clothes. Looks like you're adapting well to your new identity."

As soon as he finished speaking, Du Cheng stretched out a long yawn towards Dugu Yan:

"As a maid, you must always stand behind your master and massage his shoulders and legs..."

"Owner?"

Du Cheng rambled on and on, but only two words came to Dugu Yan's ears.

A slender, white finger pointed at Du Cheng, and Dugu Yan's face showed annoyance:

"You dare say you're my master?"

"Since you're a maid, you should act like one."

As soon as he finished speaking, Du Cheng even deliberately gave Dugu Yan a once-over:

"What, you don't regret breaking the bet, do you?"

"Go ahead and call it!"

How could Dugu Yan possibly tolerate such provocation?

With her arms wrapped around her pomelo, Dugu Yan wore a cold and arrogant expression.

"Master, I just hope you won't regret it later."

"There are many things that I can regret."

When it comes to what he fears most, Du Cheng believes he is absolutely no less than anyone else.

Ignoring Dugu Yan's expression, Du Cheng's gaze swept across her delicate face, then down her breasts to her most intimate place:

"For example, I was thinking that the time we agreed on was still too short."

"you……"

Feeling Du Cheng's aggressive gaze, Dugu Yan couldn't help but recall her recent experience.

'snort! ’

A cold snort escaped her lips, and Dugu Yan slightly squeezed her legs together.

Damn it, I have to change clothes again soon!

"Alright, let's go back and rest first."

[Ding! The host's bond with Dugu Yan has reached 10 or 30, allowing for an intermediate lottery draw!]

[Ding! Host has activated five bonds. Reward: one high-level lottery draw.]

Du Cheng, of course, had no idea what Dugu Yan was thinking.

After teasing the newly hired maid, he turned and walked out of the arena.

"By the way, as a maid, I remember that one of your duties is to warm the bed, right?"

"you……"

"Yanzi?"

Reaching out, Ye Lingling caught Du Gu Yan before he could finish speaking, her expression strange.

Why does it seem like Yanzi doesn't look angry?

"System, start the lottery!"

On his way back, Du Cheng didn't forget to use the lottery chance he had just won:

As his strength increased, the lottery below the top level no longer held much of a surprise, but... something was better than nothing.

Chapter 115 Unorthodox Soul Tools

[Ding! Congratulations, host, you have successfully completed one beginner lottery draw and one advanced lottery draw. You have received a reward of +1 Soul Power and the Soul Artifact 'Joyful Wardrobe'.]

"Ok?"

Upon hearing the image of clothes in his mind, Du Cheng was momentarily stunned:

A masterpiece?

However, when Du Cheng clearly understood the function of obtaining the Soul Weapon, even he couldn't help but twitch at the corner of his mouth:

Damn system, that's enough!

'Joyful Wardrobe', a special type of soul artifact, consumes soul power and can generate various styles of clothing according to the user's wishes:

In addition, it can also add a variety of special effects to the manufactured clothing, such as making it shatter at the slightest touch, doubling the tearing sound effect, and making it transparent when it comes into contact with water.

This thing can be called a soul guide device?

Is this all there is to soul tools?

He, tui!

Du Cheng silently moved the 'Pleasure Wardrobe' from his system space to Nanfeng, his expression completely calm:

Thinking about it carefully, it doesn't seem like a bad idea to dress Zhu Qing up in a catgirl outfit, and what about Rongrong, Xiao Wu, Dugu Yan...?

"Brother Cheng, you guys are finally back."

As soon as Du Cheng returned to the hotel, he saw Oscar standing at the door looking around.

"Ok?"

"The master has arrived to introduce our friends."

Oscar glanced around and lowered his voice slightly:

"Brother Cheng, remember to be a little careful when you go inside later."

As soon as he finished speaking, Oscar quickly turned and walked into the hotel.

"Everyone is in private room number three on the second floor. You should come over quickly."

"Brother Cheng?"

Watching Oscar's departing figure, Xiao Wu and the others cast questioning glances at Du Cheng: