"Teacher..."
Tang San spoke in a dry voice.
"What if...what if it were true?"
"If soul skills can truly evolve through self-cultivation, then our previous reliance on soul rings..."
Was it wrong?
Tang San didn't dare to say those words aloud.
But once the seed of doubt is planted, it can never be removed.
Yu Xiaogang was panting heavily, his face turning pale and then flushed.
He wanted to refute it, to use his own theory to prove that it was false.
But the sky was right there.
Facts speak louder than words.
That Dai Mubai accomplished something that even he, a "master," had never heard of.
...
Martial Soul City, Douluo Hall.
Qian Daoliu stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the young figure laughing wildly in the rainy night in the sky. A solemn look he had never seen before flashed in his aged eyes.
"Creating your own soul skills is not unusual."
"What's remarkable is that he was able to further develop the fixed Soul Ring skills."
"This child's comprehension is simply monstrous."
"Even Tang Chen back then, at this age, couldn't have done this."
On the other side, the Papal Palace.
Bibi Dong's fingers tightened slightly as she gripped the scepter.
She was a person of exceptional talent, and the cultivation of twin martial souls gave her a far greater understanding of soul skills than ordinary people.
It is precisely because I understand it that I find it even more terrifying.
"Dai Mubai…"
Bibi Dong murmured the name, the killing intent in her eyes almost solidifying.
"If you were allowed to grow stronger, where would the Spirit Hall have a place to stand?"
...
Meanwhile, in the underworld, on Dai Mubai's side...
At this point, he no longer had the energy to be jealous.
All that's left is despair.
He looked at the "himself" in the image who could vaporize refined iron with a casual strike, and then looked at his own White Tiger Blazing Light Wave, which could at most shatter rocks.
Are they really the same martial soul?
Why is he able to use his soul skills in such a creative way, while I can only act like a fool and be straightforward?
"It's fake too, isn't it..."
"He must have been cheated by Tianmu..."
Hei Dai Mubai slumped in his chair, muttering to himself as if trying to find a last fig leaf to cover his shame.
...
White World, Tian Dou Border Military Camp.
Inside the imperial tent.
The blush-inducing atmosphere did not dissipate despite the change in the sky.
Instead, the women's reactions to the content displayed on the screen made the event even more exciting.
"Wow, that's really strong..."
Xiao Wu nestled in Dai Mubai's arms, looking up at the sky, her eyes filled with tiny stars.
"I was terrified when I saw this scene."
"Brother, how did you come up with this idea?"
"To compress soul power to that extent, aren't you afraid it will explode in your hands?"
Dai Mubai chuckled and reached out to pinch her pink rabbit ears.
"What are you afraid of?"
"If you don't even have this much courage, how can you be your men?"
As he spoke, his other hand also became restless, sliding down Qian Renxue's smooth back.
Qian Renxue trembled, but instead of pushing him away, she glared at him and said coquettishly:
"Just keep being smug."
"But to be honest, I felt the same way when you taught me how to improve the Heavenly Palace Transformation move upon entering the palace."
"It's clearly an inherent skill of the Angelic Martial Soul, but after your guidance, its power has doubled."
At this point, Qian Renxue's golden eyes were filled with admiration.
She possesses a god-level martial soul.
Even her grandfather, Qian Daoliu, said that the Angelic Martial Soul was perfect.
But Dai Mubai was able to find a path to advancement beyond that perfection.
This is a true genius.
Zhu Zhuqing, who was standing to the side, nodded slightly, her eyes filled with tenderness.
"My Netherworld Thrust was also modified into Netherworld Shadow Strike by Mu Bai."
"Without him, I might still be stuck in the same place."
Listening to the flattery from the beauties in his arms, Dai Mubai did not show much humility.
He curled his lips into a mischievous smile.
"That's natural."
"My abilities are not limited to cultivation."
"Besides advancing my soul skills, I also have a set of ancestral secret techniques, specifically designed to deal with you troublesome little devils."
The three women were taken aback, and asked in unison:
"What kind of secret technique?"
Dai Mubai's gaze swept over their graceful figures, finally settling on Xiao Wu's supple, long legs, and he said leisurely:
"Awei's Eighteen Styles".
"No discounts on the full package."
"How about it? Want to try it now?"
Although they couldn't understand who "Awei" was, the three girls knew exactly what he was talking about, given Dai Mubai's extremely frivolous gaze.
"rogue!"
"A pervert!"
"Brother, you're so mean!"
Her fists rained down on Dai Mubai.
It didn't hurt at all; it felt like a massage.
Dai Mubai laughed heartily, then flipped over and pinned Xiao Wu, who was screaming the loudest, beneath him.
"Since you say I'm bad, then I'll show you how bad I can be!"
"The first move..."
Just when the atmosphere here was at its most enchanting.
The images on the celestial screen shifted once more.
This time.
It's no longer tedious training, nor is it a blood-pumping battle.
It is a map.
A yellowed map of the mainland.
In the picture.
Having finished his secluded cultivation, Dai Mubai stood in his study, his gaze fixed on a certain point on the map.
That point is located within the territory of the Heavenly Dou Empire.
Sunset Forest.
At this moment, Bai Dai Mubai's soul power had reached the bottleneck of level 40.
Logically speaking, he only needed to hunt down a ten-thousand-year-old soul beast to easily advance to the Soul Master level.
But he didn't.
His ambitions extend far beyond this.
"Cultivating step by step is too slow."
"If I want to reach that level at this age, I need external help."
Bai Dai Mubai's fingers struck the four characters "Sunset Forest" heavily.
He knew exactly what was there.
The eye of ice and fire.
That was Dugu Bo's lair, and also a place where countless immortal herbs gathered.
As long as we get those magical herbs.
Not only him, but also Zhu Zhuqing, and even the entire team in the future, will experience a qualitative leap in their talents.
"Someone come here!"
Dai Mubai gave the order.
A guard in black immediately entered from outside the door and knelt on one knee.
"Your Highness!"
Dai Mubai turned around, his eyes gleaming.
"Prepare the car."
"This prince will personally travel to the Heavenly Dou Empire."
"The reason..."
He stroked his chin, a playful smile playing on his lips.
"Take the Crown Prince of Xingluo, for example. He admires the culture of Tiandou and came here specifically to exchange and learn."
...
Seeing this scene.
The underworld was in complete uproar.
"What? He's going to Tian Dou?"
"Still at this critical juncture?"
"Didn't he just rout the Heavenly Dou army? Isn't he just walking into a trap?"
Everyone thought Dai Mubai from the White World had gone mad.
The two countries have just ended their war, and although there has been a temporary ceasefire, the hatred remains.
You, a prince of the Star Luo clan who has killed tens of thousands of enemy soldiers, dare to swagger into the Heavenly Dou Imperial City?
Isn't this just courting death?
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