Douluo Continent: Kunxu Descends, Second-Player Players Are Stunned

"Check-in!"

Qian Xunji carved the name of his biological father on the driftwood, lit it, and clasped his hands together.

[Ding! Congratulations, host, you have obtained three Food-type Soul Master Summoning Cards!]

"The shipment has been completed!"

After checking in for n consecutive days, the check-in mini-program finally delivered the recipes, grains, and snack gift packs.

Qian Xunji was overjoyed and immediately wanted to summon the new character, but worried that he would not be able to explain where the person came from, so he simply skipped work early and went to a corner of Wuhun City to use the item.

"call!"

A golden light flashed, and three exquisitely beautiful children appeared out of thin air. Two of them seemed to have a bad relationship and started fighting as soon as they met.

"You fatso, get away from me!" The little boy wearing a deer antler headdress pointed at the chubby boy, his tone fierce and his expression full of impatience. "I've already escaped to Douluo Continent, why are you still bothering me!"

The chubby boy took a sip of lemonade, patted his round belly, and revealed a憨厚 (honest and simple) smile.

"You love me, I love you, Mixue Ice Cream is so sweet~ You love me, I love you, Mixue Ice Cream is so sweet~"

The yellow spirit ring flashed slightly, and a glass of lemonade appeared in the little chubby boy's hand.

He grinned and approached the little boy with the antlers, offering him a drink like a treasure: "Luckin Coffee, would you like to try some lemonade made with leftover lemons?"

"Get out!" Luckin Coffee snapped.

"How about something fresh? You give me coffee, and I'll give you lemonade, how about that?"

The little boy, who had been silent all along, said, "No wonder you couldn't warm his heart. It turns out you drank Luckin Coffee, a cup of coffee and half a cup of ice."

With just one sentence, the two men instantly pointed their guns at him: "Zhengxin, did I give you permission to speak?"

Luckin Coffee sneered, arrogantly raising its head: "What right do you, a mere trash with only one martial soul, have to talk to us? Only geniuses with twin martial souls are qualified to speak to me!"

The chubby boy put his hands on his hips, stood on tiptoe, and looked down at Ruixing: "Heh, your innate soul power is only level 9.9, what right do you have to look me in the eye! I have full innate soul power!"

Luckin Coffee was dismissive, but its momentum had weakened somewhat.

Feeling wronged, Zhengxin turned around with a distressed expression and ran into the Pope's arms: "Your Majesty, they bullied me!"

Qian Xunji fell silent.

Why did he feel that these three children had a strong Kunxu smell about them?

The discrimination against martial spirits and innate soul power is a bit too strong.

Is this the attribute of the system output?

"you……"

Knowing that the Pope was the big shot in this world, the three of them instinctively began to act obediently.

"I am Zhengxin, Martial Soul Chicken Cutlet."

"I am Luckin Coffee, with twin martial souls: coffee and ultimate ice - Snowfield Sacred Deer."

"Me, Snow Ice City, Twin Martial Souls: Lemonade, Ultimate Spirit - Snow King."

But the seriousness only lasted a few seconds...

As soon as the three finished introducing themselves, Luckin Coffee let out a shriek: "You fatso, how disgusting are you?! Snow Ice City!"

"Who gave you the surname Xue?!"

Xue Bingcheng laughed heartily: "Are you envious of my talent? Honey, it's me~"

"Get out of here!" Luckin Coffee was burning up. Couldn't you just let this sassy Snow King die somewhere far away?

Qian Xunji rubbed his temples, annoyed by the noisy arguing of the elementary school students. He even had the urge to manually mute his microphone.

He coughed twice: "You are all Soul Masters, what is your first Soul Skill? What is its function?"

Xue Bingcheng took out the lemonade that Luckin Coffee resolutely refused to drink and handed it to Qian Xunji: "Your Holiness, my first soul skill is to create a cup of lemonade that accelerates the recovery of soul power."

Zhengxin chanted an incantation: "Delicious to eat, crispy to bite, Zhengxin chicken cutlet is truly affordable. One bite for you, one bite for me, plum chicken cutlet will be a bestseller!"

A yellow spirit ring shot out from the chicken cutlet spirit, flashed for a moment, and a freshly made, steaming hot chicken cutlet appeared in Zhengxin's hand.

He presented it to Qian Xunji as if it were a precious treasure.

"Your Holiness, my chicken cutlet can temporarily suppress the negative mental effects. Managing the Spirit Hall must be very tiring, right?"

Qian Xunji took it, tasted it, and the fatigue of the ox and horse instantly disappeared.

Perhaps because Qian Xunji was a Soul Douluo, this fatigue suppression only lasted for a few minutes, but it was still enough to shock him.

This thing can actually ignore level?

Based on his understanding of the game, the plum chicken cutlet's effect is similar to the continent's painkiller. While the painkiller is active, even if an operator suffers a fracture or a sharp drop in health, the negative status effect will not affect their actions.

As a veteran gamer, Qian Xunji immediately thought of the best way to use plum-flavored chicken cutlets—

It assists Soul Masters in absorbing high-level Soul Rings and reduces the negative effects of soul shock.

"Its strategic value is quite high!"

Qian Xunji nodded slightly, without commenting on Zhengxin's soul skill.

"The chicken cutlet is pretty good, but it's a bit dry. Luckin Coffee, I'd like a coffee."

"Great!" Luckin Coffee waved its little hand. "Orange C Americano, super low-calorie, who wouldn't love this?"

A glass of orange Americano emerged from his hand, but it contained half a glass of ice.

Qian Xunji took a sip, and his divine sense, which had already transformed into the God King realm, actually sensed a slight change, as if it was transforming towards a higher level.

But this transformation is only slight.

"Coffee that aids in mental cultivation—a walking money-printing machine! Perhaps the future Luckin Coffee will become a major taxpayer for the Spirit Hall?"

Thinking about this, Qian Xunji felt that this brat wasn't so annoying after all.

They are all law-abiding taxpayers!

"I'll help you get your Soul Master certificates and then take you to the Spirit Academy. You can register on your own. Do you understand the process?"

"Understood!" The three nodded.

Their memories contained information about the Martial Soul Academy, and they also had some understanding of Douluo Kunxu.

Because Qian Xunji personally led the people to handle the relevant procedures, the person in charge of the Soul Master advancement assessment did not dare to slack off at all, and hurriedly completed the materials and handed them over to the three children.

Qian Xunji escorted the three of them to the outside of the academy. Remembering that the Martial Soul Academy had not yet started, but Bibi Dong had already enrolled, he wanted to see how this top ingrate ingrate from the Love Continent was doing in Kunxu.

The divine sense was very efficient in finding people, and Qian Xunji easily found Bibi Dong reading a book by the lake.

Seeing that she was engrossed in reading, Qian Xunji sensed something was amiss.

Can a six-year-old child understand so many words?

In order to confirm Bibi Dong's identity, Qian Xunji used his personal computer to check her information.

An introduction popped up.

Bibi Dong (Rakshasa God)

"Reborn?" Chihiro was stunned.

No, what right does she have to be reborn? Does evil live on for a thousand years?

No... Kunxu has no humanity; the reincarnated Lao Deng is here to suffer.

Thinking of this, Qian Xunji felt strangely at ease, and even felt that he hadn't dug enough pits for Bibi Dong, and should make her owe more.

"I used to be too morally upright; I couldn't bring myself to trick Bibi Dong into taking out a loan."

Before she could even mourn her lost youth, Qian Xunji saw the three boys running wildly toward the academy gate, letting out screeching sounds like groundhogs.

"I don't want to wear the Dragon-Trapping Lock!"