Chapter 1: Come Forth! Zafkiel!
Douluo Continent, Heaven Dou Empire.
Suotuo City, Rose Hotel.
Inside the first-floor lobby, two men and one woman were arguing.
"I said, this room should belong to me."
"Sir, it seems we arrived first."
"So what?"
"Not much, just telling you to get lost."
Just then, as Li Xiaoyao stepped through the hotel doors, he saw this noisy scene.
"Tang San, who already has a path to his own death!"
"Xiao Wu, the Hundred Thousand Year rogue rabbit!"
"Dai Mubai, one of the three wretched brothel-goers!"
A playful smile played on the corners of Li Xiaoyao's mouth.
He was a transmigrator. Because he stayed up all night watching short videos of "Tokisaki Kurumi," he was unfortunately bound by a malfunctioning novice system that eventually self-destructed on the spot.
Before that Deceptive system blew up, it not only sent him to the Douluo Continent but also gave him a carefully prepared novice gift pack.
Fortunately... the novice gift pack the system left him was very sincere.
Not only did he obtain the "Angel of Time Zafkiel," the same model as "Tokisaki Kurumi's," but he also received a set of Hundred Thousand Year Angel Spirit Bones. It could be called a god-tier start.
Having reached the level of a Level 70 Quasi-Spirit Saint, his purpose in coming to Suotuo City this time was precisely to hunt Xiao Wu, this hundred-thousand-year Transformed Spirit Beast.
As long as he absorbed Xiao Wu's hundred thousand year spirit ring, he would be a genuine Seven Ring Spirit Sage, and one with a spirit ring configuration of three purple, three black, and one red.
But before that... Li Xiaoyao looked at the bickering Tang San, Xiao Wu, and Dai Mubai before him, a sharp light flashing in his eyes.
He thought to himself: "I didn't expect to run into Tang San and Xiao Wu as soon as I arrived in Suotuo City. This saves me a lot of trouble."
Xiao Wu, this walking hundred thousand year spirit ring and bone, was right before his eyes, but Li Xiaoyao was in no hurry to act.
Tang Hao, who was hiding in the shadows to protect Tang San, was nearby. Forcing a move would only invite unnecessary variables.
He needed to wait patiently for the best opportunity, striving for a one-hit kill, and absolutely could not let Tang Hao ruin his plans.
Seeing that Tang San, Xiao Wu, and Dai Mubai were only using their mouths but not their hands, Li Xiaoyao took the initiative to strike.
"Hey! Are you guys finished yet?"
"All three of you are Spirit Masters. Instead of wasting time arguing here, why don't you just have a fight!"
"In the world, what matters is whose fist is harder."
"You guys fight it out; whoever wins gets the room!"
After speaking, Li Xiaoyao wore a look of utter disdain.
"Hey! You kid are pretty arrogant!"
"Hmph, who might you be?"
"Dammit! Who the hell are you!"
Li Xiaoyao's mockery just now had drawn the attention of Dai Mubai, Tang San, and Xiao Wu.
And everyone's reactions were different.
Dai Mubai was furious.
Tang San was wary.
Xiao Wu was eager to try.
"Third Brother! You deal with this heckler."
"Leave that blondie to me!"
"Sister Xiao Wu is going to beat him into a pig's head!"
"Beat him so hard his own mother won't recognize him!"
Before Tang San could even speak, Xiao Wu activated her Spirit and spirit rings, charging directly at Dai Mubai.
Seeing that Xiao Wu and Dai Mubai had already started fighting, Li Xiaoyao looked at Tang San with a half-smile.
"Hehe! What's up?"
"Little scoundrel, you want to duel me?"
As soon as Li Xiaoyao said this, Tang San's eyes turned cold. He immediately summoned his Blue Silver Grass Spirit, along with two yellow hundred-year spirit rings.
"Tang San, Spirit: Blue Silver Grass."
"Level Twenty-Nine control system Spirit Grandmaster. Please advise."
Completing the formalities between Spirit Master battles, Tang San placed his left hand behind his back and extended his right hand forward in a beckoning gesture. His posture held a hint of nonchalance, but a closer look revealed a hidden ruthlessness in his eyes from being offended.
"Oho! Little scoundrel!"
"You're serious? Then this is getting interesting!"
In an instant, Li Xiaoyao became interested.
Before finding an opportunity to hunt Xiao Wu, he didn't mind tormenting Tang San a bit.
In the next second, spirit power suddenly surged.
Li Xiaoyao slowly raised his right hand and called out softly.
"Come forth! Zafkiel!"
—Click—Click—Click—
A series of crisp mechanical transmission sounds suddenly echoed from behind Li Xiaoyao, as if infinite precision gears were meshing and spinning rapidly.
At first, the sound was as faint as a clock's hand tapping the dial, but it quickly grew louder, carrying an irresistible rhythm that echoed in the tense air for a long time.
The moment the Zafkiel appeared, a golden clock constantly spinning emerged in Li Xiaoyao's left pupil.
He held a long antique rifle in his left hand and a short flintlock pistol in his right. Behind him, a massive golden clock floated, slowly turning in mid-air.
"Buzz—!"
Purple, purple, purple, black.
Four spirit rings rose from beneath Li Xiaoyao's feet, and a powerful spirit power pressure directly enveloped Tang San!
"Li Xiaoyao, Spirit: Zafkiel!"
"Level Forty-Three attack system Battle Spirit Ancestor. Please advise!"
Under the Hundred Thousand Year Angel Head Spirit Bone skill—'Disguise,' Li Xiaoyao held back slightly, not directly exposing his Level 70 Quasi-Spirit Saint strength.
After all, as the saying goes... when you're away from home, you always have to keep a trump card.
In the world, what matters is background and strength.
People who get hot-headed or shout about friendship... bonds... and such, those people are often the ones who die fastest on the Douluo Continent.
"Le... Level Forty-Three Spirit Ancestor?"
"And the spirit ring configuration is actually three purple and one black!"
"This... how is this possible?"
Li Xiaoyao's spirit power level and those four extraordinary spirit rings caused Tang San's pupils to shrink abruptly, his face filled with shock and disbelief.
"How could anyone have such a spirit ring configuration?"
"According to Teacher's Ten Core Spirit Theories, this is simply impossible!"
"Could it be that Teacher's Ten Core Spirit Theories are wrong?"
For the first time, Tang San felt his belief in Yu Xiaogang's theories waver and be questioned.
He had practiced diligently for many years and had only barely reached Level 29, while Li Xiaoyao had reached the Level 43 Spirit Ancestor stage.
Furthermore, the other's three purple and one black spirit ring configuration completely subverted his knowledge of spirit rings.
Tang San desperately wanted to deny this, but when he felt Li Xiaoyao's divine and powerful spirit power pressure...
His tense body, his sluggish spirit power, and his already drooping Blue Silver Grass Spirit gave him the answer directly.
Li Xiaoyao's display also drew the attention of the fighting Dai Mubai and Xiao Wu.
*Hiss...*
"A three purple and one black spirit ring configuration!"
Dai Mubai couldn't help but suck in a breath of cold air, contributing his part to the global warming of the Douluo Continent.
"Even those so-called Spirit Master geniuses of Spirit Hall could never have such a heaven-defying spirit ring configuration!"
Dai Mubai clenched his fists, his expression solemn to the extreme.
Xiao Wu's face turned pale, and she subconsciously withdrew her Soft Boned Rabbit Spirit, her large eyes filled with terror.
She felt from Li Xiaoyao—