Douluo: The mainland has become my back garden

Chapter 9 Preparing for Soul Hunting
City Lord's Mansion.

Snapped!
A middle-aged man looked at the young man kneeling on the ground in front of him, his chest heaved violently with anger, and he smashed all the teacups on the table.

"Damn it, I can't even find a trace. Do all the people in this house live for a living?"

The city lord, Father Xiao, looked at the incompetent son in front of him and let out a roar.

Just now, a servant came to report that the accounting room had been robbed.

No, this can't be considered a thief. The three servants were not awake when they were discovered, and they were beaten very badly.

This is clearly a robber!
Immediately afterwards, Father Xiao ordered a search of the entire City Lord's Mansion, but was surprised to find no trace.

The only way to know is from the mouths of three servants that the other party is a child.

But how is this possible!

Do you believe?Anyway, he didn’t believe it.

Thinking of the stolen golden soul coins, Father Xiao felt as if his heart was being strangled with a knife. It hurt, it hurt so much!

A gold soul coin is enough for a civilian family to live for several months, and now a whole bag has been robbed. That is the savings of the city lord's mansion for several years!
Father Xiao frowned slightly, his eyes were cold, and there was no doubt in his voice, "Are you sure it wasn't you? Have you provoked anyone recently?"

He knew that his son's body shape did not match that of the robber, and he did not have the ability.

I just ask because I'm worried that my stupid son may have messed with someone he can't afford to mess with outside, and he'll eventually bring him home.

After all, his son was used to being domineering in Notting City, and he often bullied others.

Even in Notting College, he is still arrogant and domineering.

"Father, I swear to God, it really wasn't me, and I haven't caused any trouble recently."

Xiao Chenyu lowered his head and said solemnly, not daring to take another look at his furious father. If he took one more look... he would explode.

"Hmph, I don't even dare to think about it. Go back and practice. I don't want to go out before level ten."

Father Xiao snorted angrily, waved his sleeves, and asked Xiao Chenyu to step back.

"Yes, I will go back to practice now."

After bowing respectfully, Xiao Chenyu ran away in despair.

Looking at this hopeless son, Father Xiao sighed slightly. It seemed that this generation had no hope of breaking through to the Soul Master.

……

In Wuhun Hall, Mu Ban finished handling the files, walked out of the room, and casually looked at the rooms next to the corridor.

"Hey, is this a library?"

Suddenly, he saw a strange room, and then he made a sound in surprise.

Standing at the door of the room and looking in, rows of bookshelves are neatly filled with all kinds of books, giving people a sense of grandeur and ancient style.

Mu Ban walked in and took a look. Sure enough, it was the library of Wuhun Palace, and he felt happy.

In Douluo Continent, although he had a lot of information, he knew nothing about martial arts knowledge.

Until now, he didn't even know how to meditate or what the soul beast he wanted to hunt looked like.

I thought I had to enter Notting College to study, but I didn't expect that there would be an unexpected surprise during this trip.

After thinking for a moment, Mu Ban immediately walked out of the library and explored every floor.

It was already getting late at this time, and everyone working in Wuhun Hall was off work. Only the reception desk and the gate on the first floor were guarded.

Even ordinary people cannot go up to the third floor, so there is no one in the library.

After suppressing the joy in his heart, Mu returned to the library and jumped into the ocean of knowledge.

The things that scholars do cannot really be called stealing, that's called plagiarism, hey... they all seem to be the same.

Forget it, Mu Ban doesn't care about that anyway.

So from that day on, Mu Ban began to practice and study regularly.

The first thing to learn is the method of meditation.

Although he was born with full soul power and meditation could not improve his soul power without acquiring a soul ring, that was not his focus.

Previously, he relied on time accumulation to restore his soul power, allowing his body to absorb and recover naturally.

But now, learning meditation can restore soul power faster.

In addition to learning meditation methods, there is also the Soul Beast Illustrated Book.

He had just arrived and not only did he not understand the knowledge of martial spirits, he also did not understand the knowledge of spirit beasts.

The knowledge of soul beasts is related to the acquisition of his first soul ring.

He needs to understand the type, age, living habits, distribution location, and accompanying skills of the soul beast.

Mu Ban planned to hunt the soul beasts alone. If he did not understand this knowledge, he would enter the soul beast forest with his eyes darkened.

what?
How do you think he, a six-year-old child, hunted soul beasts alone?

Tang San could kill the 400-year-old mandala snake with hidden weapons, so of course he could too.

Hide in the void and make sneak attacks from time to time. You can even kill them with a hard scratch.

In the next few days, Mu Ban would meditate and practice during the day. When he was tired, he would tease Lan Yinhuang. At night, when the people in Wuhun Hall got off work, he would sneak into the library to study.

After a few days, Mu Ban could actually feel a trace of satisfaction in his heart. …

In the library of Wuhun Palace, in a quiet corner, Mu Ban was surrounded by a pile of books, and he was sitting in the middle, holding a book and reading it.

Wuhun's ten core competitiveness!
"There is a limit to the absorption of the first soul ring. If you exceed this limit in 423 years, you will explode and die."

"It's actually accurate to single digits. You have to be smart when plagiarizing."

Mu Han looked at the book in his hand and made a smacking sound, then a look of disdain appeared on his face.

From the data tested by countless people, Yu Xiaogang simply copied the one with the highest year, and even claimed that he had researched it.

There is a difference between reprinting and porting. Reprinting is the reasonable dissemination of knowledge with permission, while porting is plagiarizing other people's work.

In order to prove that he was not a waste, Yu Xiaogang directly plagiarized the data from Wuhun Palace, summarized it, and then published it with some wrong private information.

If Mu Ban was asked to plagiarize, ahem, he would write more to the point, then persuade the soul master to do what he can, and then write a disclaimer.

Of course, Yu Xiaogang will definitely not be like Mu Ban.

If the writing is ambiguous, how can others think that he is awesome? In the end, he will still be unable to get rid of the name of waste.

He not only wants to be accurate to single digits, but also wants people to believe it as truth, preferably still in use 1 years later.

If Mu Ban didn't come to Douluo, maybe he really did.

after all!

Douluo Dalu has a low average IQ and does not know how to innovate.

hiss!
Thinking about it this way, Yu Xiaogang really deserves to die.

People are already stupid, but you still...write these random things to make people laugh.

Immediately after Mu Ban looked through the limits of each soul ring, he threw Yu Xiaogang's book aside and continued to read the soul beast illustrated book.

He has already made an idea about the age of the first soul ring, preferably four hundred to five hundred years.

Yu Xiaogang's book... No, it should be the information from Wuhun Palace which still has reference value.

But 423 years is definitely not the limit for a soul master. Sometimes he just lacks a little courage.

Moreover, the original martial soul can also break limits.

"The ghost leopard's talent skill is shadow clone, which is good. The ghost wolf has dark attributes and can be used as an alternative..."

Mu Ban has been looking through the Soul Beast Illustrated Book for several days, but has never found the right one.

He felt that his martial spirit was biased toward space attributes, but space spirit beasts were so rare that even in the Star Forest, there were not many of them, so he had no choice but to turn his target to dark attributes.

The Nether Leopard was already the most suitable target he could find, and there happened to be one nearby in the Soul Beast Forest.

As for why he didn't look for better space soul beasts in other areas, or even in the Star Dou Forest.

Just kidding, if you change the picture, you won’t find the Nether Leopard and his ilk.

After confirming the target, Mu Ban stood up and stretched his body slightly, and then a feeling of sleepiness surged into his heart.

Alas, I didn’t expect to have to stay up late in another world!

Mu Ban shook his head, dispelling the negative thoughts from his mind, and then put all the books back where they were.

Now, he's going back to catch up on his sleep.

The next morning.

In the yard, Mu Ban was teasing the Blue Silver Emperor. The soft branches and leaves could really make people happy, and the fatigue from last night was instantly dissipated.

It wasn't until the Blue Silver Emperor became a little angry that Mu Ban stopped doing evil.

Immediately walked out of the yard and walked towards the blacksmith shop in Notting City.

He had already started preparing for the soul hunt a few days ago, including going to the blacksmith shop to customize weapons.

Although Mu Ban now relies on the void, he can defeat a soul master with just speed and strength.

But soul beasts are different from soul masters. It is still inappropriate to deal with soul beasts with bare hands. Using weapons can better utilize his strength.

Besides, his is not a beast martial spirit. The body of the original soul master is indeed stronger than that of ordinary soul masters, but this advantage cannot be compared with that possessed by a beast martial spirit.

In front of the blacksmith shop, Mu Ban looked at a middle-aged man who saw what was happening and asked, "Boss, are my customized items ready?"

Hearing this voice, many blacksmiths stopped what they were doing and looked at the person. The owner of the blacksmith shop hurriedly came out to receive Mu Ban.

The boss came to Mu Ban with a box, bowed respectfully, and then opened the box.

"Dear guest, according to your needs, these weapons are definitely hard and sharp enough."

The box was opened, and what came into view were several sharp weapons, swords, guns, swords and spears, each with a cold light shining on the edge.

Mu Ban spent a lot of money to customize this weapon, asking the people at the blacksmith shop to create a weapon that was strong enough and powerful enough, but the requirements were not too heavy.

Mu Ban took out a piece of hair and gently dropped it on the blade. Suddenly, the hair turned into two sections and fell to the ground.

hiss!It is indeed a good thing and the money is well spent.

"Yes, Not Bad."

Mu Ban showed a satisfied look. With such a magic weapon, the dungeon is not just about random killings. I'm going to chop, chop, chop!
(End of this chapter)