Douluo: My Martial Soul is an Ancient Divine Beast

'I didn't expect the soul power to increase so much', Qingshan thought in his mind

He stood up and walked to the body of the dead soul beast, looking at the body where it was slightly glowing.

"Qingyuntao take it out," Qingshan said to Qingyuntao on the side.

Qing Yuntao responded, walked forward and squatted down, took out the dagger and started operating it.

Not long after, a bone was dug out. Since it was extremely resentful before death, all the soul power of the soul beast, except for the soul ring, was directed towards this soul bone.

"Isn't it said that the probability of generating soul bones is very small? Why does a soul beast that is less than a thousand years old also have soul bones?" Qingshan muttered.

Unfortunately, no one answered and the system did not respond.

Qingshan put away his soul bones and headed towards the family with Qingyuntao.

Go back to the room and start practicing soul power

Early next morning

'The system starts spinning,' Aoyama said.

'Congratulations to the host for obtaining the artifact, the Map of the Universe, which has been placed in the system backpack.' After the system finished speaking, the sound disappeared.

Qingshan took out the Qiankun diagram and looked through it, as well as the instructions.

The diagram of the universe, which encompasses all things, can be turned into a mark and attached to the arm.

Similar to a storage Horcrux, but the Qiankun Diagram may contain living creatures

Put away the picture of heaven and earth, get up and walk outside the door to stretch.

Looking at the servants who were busy early in the morning, I suddenly remembered that there was one more important thing to do.

So he turned back to the room, got dressed, called Qing Yuntao, left Qing Mansion, and came to a commercial street.

The original plan was to find a trusted member of the family to handle this matter, but now that Qing Yuntao is there, everything is saved.

After explaining to Qingyuntao, Qingshan left and returned to Qingfu.

A few days later, I spent 100 gold soul coins to buy a shop in the commercial street.

I found some local craftsmen and decorated it.

A few days later, when the decoration was completed, Qingshan laid out all his gains in the past six years, including the soul bone.

The next day, the whole city knew about the sale of soul bones in a newly opened store in the commercial street, and soul masters immediately swarmed in.

When they saw a soul bone placed on a specially treated display cabinet, they were furious. They made bids one after another, willing to buy the soul bone. There were even children from big families who wanted to force the purchase based on their status.

But I was scared away by Qingyuntao's nine soul rings.

There is a breaking news spread throughout the city

The boss of the commercial street is a titled Douluo. There are only four titled Douluo in the City of Roses, so no one dares to provoke him.

The last piece of soul bone was bought by a family for 30 gold soul coins. Qingshan went to see his mother with the gold soul coins.

I took out 10 and gave it to my mother, and kept the rest.

This also aroused my mother's suspicion, saying that she didn't want anything.

After Qingshan's repeated explanations, Qingmu accepted the offer.

"Where is father?" Qingshan asked

"Your father may be in the training room," Qing Mu replied.

"Mom, please leave me. I have something to tell my father." Qingshan stood up, took another piece of fruit on the table, and took a bite.

"Go," Qingmu said, and Qingshan left.

Qingshan was walking on the way to the training room. He recalled how his mother secretly carried the father and son behind the back of the father and son in order to take care of the up and down affairs of Qingshan's family and pay for the servants.

That’s why Qingshan came up with the idea of ​​doing business

Seeing his mother happy, Qingshan was also very happy

It didn't take long before we arrived at the five training rooms that my father had specially built for training.

Qingshan waited at the door for a while, and his father opened the door and walked out.

"Shan'er, you're here too. You haven't been here for a long time," Qing's father said.

"Aren't you here to see your father?" Qingshan said, scratching his head.

"Tell me, what's the matter?" Qing's father kicked Qingshan's butt and asked.