Crossing Douluo, I split into five people

Chapter 2 Split
The last hope was shattered, and Zhou Xuefeng fell into darkness.

Should he continue to live as a slave, hoping that one day someone from the Zhu family would be kind enough to give him a good end, or should he just get away with it and die?

If there is hope, it is not impossible to survive as a slave.

But there is no hope.

The buzzing sound was very noisy, giving people a splitting headache and making them upset. Zhou Xuefeng stood up silently and walked towards Zhu Da.

Zhu Da sneered and looked at the other children proudly: See, what's the use of having soul power? A useless martial soul, you still have to listen to me! Be honest!
The other children did not awaken their innate soul power.

He turned around, pointed at the pile of firewood and spoke to Zhou Xuefeng.

“In… ah!”

Suddenly his eyes bulged, he covered his crotch, slowly knelt down, tears streaming down his eyes and cold sweat on his forehead, he hoarsely could not utter a single clear word.

Zhou Xuefeng slowly lowered his foot and punched him on the head, knocking him to the ground. He then jumped onto his back and stomped on him crazily.

"You won't let me live freely! Then forget about it! Die, die, die, die, die!!!"

What is depressing is not only the slave life of the past few years, but also the memories of being a social animal in the previous life. It should be the time when youth should be flying and unrestrained, but I have to work hard all day to make a living. Slave life is the detonator that ignites dynamite.

Bang.

Zhou Xuefeng’s eyes went dark and he lost consciousness.

The guard who had led a few people to awaken their martial spirits slowly withdrew his hand and looked at the other children.

"what happened?"

Several children rushed to explain what had just happened.

"Tsk."

The guard squatted down to check on Zhu Da's condition. His spine was broken, and it might be possible to heal him by finding a high-level healing spirit master, but there was no need to waste resources to hire a high-level healing spirit master just for a slave.

He turned to look at Zhou Xuefeng who was knocked unconscious.

[He does have some good wolfish qualities. ]

Then he reached out and broke Zhou Xuefeng's neck.

[Unfortunately, the last thing a slave needs is wolfish nature. ]

After mentioning the two people, the guard walked out of the yard.

"You keep working."

Several children looked at the two men with dangling hands and feet as they were taken away by the security guards with terrified eyes.

Whoosh, snap, snap.

Zhou Xuefeng and Zhu Da were thrown into a mass grave.

After washing his hands in the river, the guard returned directly to the Duke's Palace as if nothing had happened.

……

[Here is it, I'm wearing it again? ]

His consciousness emerged in a misty gray fog space. Zhou Xuefeng looked around. This space felt like a dream, ethereal and fairy-like. It was impossible to truly perceive it, and it made people feel like wandering.

[Or, my golden finger? ]

Unable to sense the change of time, Zhou Xuefeng felt that a long time had passed, or maybe just a moment. The fog rolled, and four vortices appeared. Good or bad, Zhou Xuefeng was too lazy to hide. He just stood there.

The vortex dissipated and four people appeared.

The five people looked at each other, and then all showed joy. Although they looked different, their souls reflected that they were all family.

The huge joy dispelled Zhou Xuefeng's previous fear and anger. If this were the Nine-Nine School, wouldn't I, a little Douluo, be able to do whatever I want? !

I was just about to ask them which world they were from.

"Hahahaha!"

“You’ve arrived just in time!”

"In this way, the small Douluo World can be roamed freely by me!"

One of them spoke out Zhou Xuefeng's real thoughts, and the other four were stunned.

"You are also in Douluo World?!" x4.

"Fuck?!" x5.

No, after the greetings, the five people explained their information.

"Yu Tianrui, from the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex family, his father is Blue Lightning, his mother is from an alien race. He has a congenital soul power of level two, and a martial soul..." As he spoke, he summoned his martial soul, a small snake with flashing lightning and bulges on its head and abdomen. Suddenly, as if it had taken a ten-fold tonic pill, the bulges broke through and turned into horns and claws.

"I thought it was a blue lightning snake or something like that, but now it seems to be a blue lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex that actively degraded due to insufficient innate soul power to maintain its potential."

"If that's the case..." A man in a sweatshirt and shorts also summoned his martial spirit: "This is not an ordinary hammer, right?"

A rusty hammer appeared in the sight of several people, but as it was exposed in space, the rust quickly faded, replaced by a heavy aura like the abyss. He then introduced himself.

"Tang Yin, an ordinary disciple of the Haotian Sect, should this be considered the Haotian Hammer? Oh, by the way, I am also at the second level of Xiantian."

"Ning Yulin, Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect, Martial Soul... Two Treasures Glazed Tile Tower, same two levels. Ning Fengzhi's sixth son."

Summoning martial spirits, a seven-story pagoda of colorful glazed tiles, but only the two floors at the base look very illusory, and the five floors above are extremely illusory, looking like a shadow. Naturally, as it is exposed in space, it quickly becomes a real seven-story pagoda. Unfortunately, although the light is intense, it has not broken through the seventh floor.

The last person looked at the four people and said lightly.

"An Lan, a civilian from the Spirit Hall, the same level as mine, spirit, yellow-feathered flamingo?"

He naturally summoned his own martial spirit, a bloated, dark yellow feathered, somewhat bald free-range chicken. It changed drastically, and as the energy in the space was replenished, it was completely different from when it was first summoned. Its body was elongated, slender, and beautiful. The free-range chicken turned into a phoenix.

He talked to himself.

"Maybe we can change the name now to... Golden-feathered Phoenix."

After the four people finished speaking, Zhou Xuefeng felt so jealous and sad that he squeezed out his own information through his teeth.

"Zhou Xuefeng, a slave of the Zhu family, Blue Silver Grass, Level 2."

He summoned the Blue Silver Grass, and his martial spirit didn't change much, at least not noticeably.

I've endured it again and again, but I still can't stand the good luck of these four bastards.

"You guys deserve to die! Do you know how I live? A slave! I am a slave! Do you know what a slave is? It's even darker than the descriptions we read in books in our previous life..."

The four of them remained quiet and allowed Zhou Xuefeng to vent.

A few minutes later, Zhou Xuefeng let out a long sigh and grinned.

"Thank you. I'm fine now."

The five people nodded, and then maintained the same action, closing their eyes and concentrating, carefully sensing something. After a moment.

Ning Yulin: "It seems that if we had not been split into five people, we should have been born with full soul power. It's a pity that the soul power levels cannot be stacked, otherwise we can hunt for soul rings now."

An Lan: "No, although it cannot be superimposed, our martial souls are now repaired, and our true cultivation qualifications should be almost the same as those with innate full soul power. However, it is not easy to explain our changes."

Tang Yin: "If it's hard to explain, then don't explain it. Let them use their imagination... There is another point. I feel that my soul power is far more than that of people at the same level. If I am right, although our levels cannot be added together, our combined soul power is actually the same as that of five people."

Yu Tianrui: "I feel the same way. In this way, our sustained combat effectiveness will far exceed that of spirit masters of the same level."

Zhou Xuefeng was constantly switching between his martial souls, the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex, the Clear Sky Hammer, the Seven Treasures Glazed Tower, and the Luan Bird, and he was having a lot of fun.

"Soul power level and quantity are trivial matters. It seems that each of us has five martial souls. Hehehe, the other four can choose one of the martial souls and help him test out the best soul ring choice."

An Lan: “This won’t work, right?”

He frowned in hesitation.

"Two martial souls are enough, but how can we bear five martial souls? I'm afraid that even a full set of 100,000-year spirit bones can't withstand the pressure of five martial souls, right?"

"We'll talk about it later." Zhou Xuefeng retracted his martial spirit and looked at them: "Help me think of a way now. I want to take revenge on the Zhu family first!"

Yu Tianrui spread his hands, indicating that he was out of reach. Tang Yin was the same. Now that the Haotian Sect was located on a steep mountain, he couldn't even leave the sect. An Lan scratched his head. He couldn't help either.

The four of them focused their attention on Ning Yulin.

"Okay, I'll do it. Although I'm only at the second level of Xiantian, I'm the son of the clan leader after all, so I have a little bit of privilege. Let me think about it... I'll buy you some high-level poisons and send them to the Xingluo Empire through the Qibao Store. You can withdraw them using the code when the time comes."

"I'm a slave. I can't normally leave the Duke's Mansion."

Zhou Xuefeng was very anxious.

"Then I can't help you now. I'm not Ning Rongrong, and I can't order two accounts around."

"Never mind. I'll figure it out myself."

Although there was no direct help, Zhou Xuefeng gained the ability to change his destiny. He swept away the previous haze and regained some of his cheerful demeanor as a social animal in his previous life.

"By the way, tell me the meditation method you have mastered. I don't have any advanced meditation methods."

Zhou Xuefeng memorized silently, and An Lan suddenly spoke.

"Do you remember some Taoist scriptures that popped up when you were reading novels on Tomato? Among them was a book called The Secret of Qigong."

(End of this chapter)