Douluo Dragon King: One-Sword Soul Douluo, Shadow of the End of Dharma

Slurp~ Slurp~

Sitting on the lawn, Tang Wulin, who was almost exhausted, held a large bowl of noodles and ate with relish, instantly feeling fully revitalized.

The noodles are chewy and springy, and each noodle is made by grinding powder from the tendons of a thousand-year-old earth dragon. They are not only nourishing and strengthening, but also help to quickly restore energy and eliminate fatigue.

After finishing a large bowl, the little apprentice let out a satisfied burp and obediently lay down next to Bai Ye.

"Master, Master..."

Tang Wulin nodded and hesitated. She felt that her performance today was terrible. She had not played the role of a control-type soul master at all, and had not even managed to restrain anyone.

The entire battle was almost a one-sided massacre, and she used the techniques her master had taught her terribly...

"Lift your head up."

"yes!"

"Who taught you to bow your head and hide like a turtle, thinking everything will be fine?"

Bai Ye spoke calmly, his eyes sparkling with depth as he gently gazed at his disciple.

He's clearly a strong person, but he always looks like a coward.

"Do you know why I chose Thunder Vine as your first soul spirit?"

"Ah~ I don't know."

Tang Wulin blinked and shook her head like a rattle drum.

When she was buying a spirit, she originally intended to use the money she had earned from forging to buy one, but the spirit she drew was the Ten-Year Lonely Bamboo, and it was a defective one at that.

When his master found out, he was scolded and then found himself the century-old Thunder Vine.

"Whether the outside world acknowledges it or not, Blue Silver Grass can indeed be considered a useless soul in a broad sense."

"...Ugh~"

"But this is relative; becoming a strong person does not depend entirely on the quality of one's martial soul."

As he spoke, Bai Ye stretched out his hand, slowly clenched his fist, and casually threw a punch at the center of the lawn.

call out!

A whooshing sound pierced the air.

In an instant, a half-meter-deep hole was blasted open in the central area, causing the ground to shake and leaving everyone stunned in place.

Tang Wulin's eyes widened, as if she were watching a spectacular magic performance.

"Once your strength reaches the world level limit, it is essentially a contest of physical strength and mental power. The role of martial soul is more evident in the early and mid-stages and among players of the same level."

"Your Blue Silver Grass doesn't have a high potential, but the advantage of lacking a dominant element is that it can integrate more possibilities."

"Dragon bloodline, lightning attribute, and even life and space attributes."

"Thunder Vine is a top-tier plant-type spirit with extremely high potential and expansion range. Once its age is increased to over a thousand years, its destructive power can be fully utilized."

"What you need to do now is to continuously strengthen your foundation and learn more basic techniques in actual combat—including mental strength and physical fitness."

As she spoke, not only Tang Wulin listened intently, but the other students had also secretly gathered around, listening with equal fascination.

Many theories must be learned through actual combat, and Bai Ye has an unparalleled advantage in this regard.

He truly slaughtered his way through countless Holy Spirit Cult strongholds.

"Don't focus on me, you're all the same."

"These past few days have only been simulated battles. You will have a separate test on Sunday, and next week you will begin your first mission as a new member."

"This afternoon, you will all go to your respective associations to register. I have already found teachers for you."

Bai Ye looked at the group of kids. He wasn't good at written theory; he was more about imparting practical experience.

Since Wu Changkong wasn't around, let them learn about their second profession on their own.

"Yes, Commander!"

After everyone had eaten and drunk their fill, they began to leave the playground in twos and threes.

Gu Yue remained quietly until the very end.

After everyone had left, she finally spoke, her tone revealing a hint of doubt:

"So you've also set your sights on the Golden Dragon King's bloodline?"

"There's no need for that."

Bai Ye remained unfazed. His own martial soul level was not at all in this world, so plundering the Golden Dragon King's bloodline did not significantly improve him.

He was supporting this little apprentice, and the other party was also able to continuously provide him with contribution points.

The other party's special identity is also one of the key points in the later stages.

"Then why did you help her break the seal?"

Gu Yue suddenly became a little angry. Before the bloodline seal was opened, plundering this source might not damage his foundation.

But now that the bloodline is already bound to Tang Wulin, if she were to devour it...

The death of a person is a minor matter, but one's own clone will definitely be affected, indirectly affecting oneself.

"willing."

"..."

"Have your men tighten their grip on the dragon claws, unless you don't want the potion."

Bai Ye stood up, slowly walked to the girl, gently lifted her chin, and revealed a faint murderous intent in his eyes.

In the original story, this girl was obsessed with the Golden Dragon King's bloodline and followed him all the way from East Sea City to Shrek Academy.

He certainly didn't want to be outmaneuvered halfway through.

"I don't need you to remind me!"

Gu Yue frowned, brushed the hand away, and then turned to leave.

But soon, she returned silently and extended her hand generously:

"I want the medicine from last time."

"Is this how you ask for help?"

"..."

With the little silver dragon's murderous gaze fixed on him, Bai Ye calmly took out the potion from his soul tool and tossed it over.

"Don't forget the bet you made with me."

"Ha, I'm sure to win."

Gu Yue raised his head, a slight smile playing on his lips, an expression that said, "I have the upper hand."

She doesn't have any feelings for humans right now; if she had to say anything, it would be that she hates the man in front of her to the core.

One of the incarnations of the mighty Dragon God is now forced to defer to a human.

What a humiliation!

Once she recovers her full strength and establishes the Minor God Realm, the first thing she'll do is recruit this guy to be her priest and serve her for the rest of her life!

Watching the girl's departing figure, Bai Ye seemed lost in thought, beginning to wonder if the drug had been too strong.

"I think I forgot to tell her that the medicine will be very painful."

"Forget it, as the supreme ruler of all soul beasts, he shouldn't be crying from the pain."

……

Taking advantage of a free afternoon, Bai Ye went to the vicinity of the snack street in Donghai City.

He casually found a seat and sat down. His gaze swept across the crowd and soon met another pair of blood-red eyes.

From a flamboyantly dressed green-haired man.

Upon seeing him, the man grinned, swaggered over to the seat opposite him, and snapped his fingers.

A faint mist of blood permeated the air, not only blocking out the surrounding sounds, but also eliminating all signal sources and scents.

To others, there was nothing there at all.

"Hehe, boss, I've missed you so much~"

Xue Wushuang chuckled, looking at his somewhat deranged appearance, clearly another consequence of the aftereffects, similar to schizophrenia.

After drinking a vial of medicine, his originally scarlet eyes gradually dimmed and returned to normal.

"Tell me, what happened?"

Bai Ye stirred his coffee, not only because he had previously asked the other party to keep an eye on Tang Ziran and his wife's movements, but also because of a member of the group who had been missing for a long time—

Longbing.

"Ahem, boss, let me tell you slowly."

"I have already arranged for the couple to be taken away. As you instructed, they have been placed in a branch of the Spirit Pagoda in the secondary capital of the Star Luo Empire."

"This matter was originally under Dark Bell's jurisdiction, but I've taken it over."

Xue Wushuang coughed lightly. Although he didn't know what the point of doing this was, he wouldn't question it too much since it was his boss's arrangement.

However, his expression quickly turned amused:

"As for Dark Hummingbird's daughter... tsk tsk tsk."

"Her father sent her to steal Shrek's secrets but failed. Now he actually wants to sacrifice his own daughter to get the chance to upgrade his three-word battle armor."

"That's really ruthless."