The Great Thief of the Universe, Starting from Douluo

Chapter 42 One Year

The ceremony of enthroning the Holy Son and Holy Daughter usually requires inviting all major sects to come to the Spirit Hall for support.

Originally, Bibi Dong also wanted to do the same, taking this opportunity to spread Zhang San's reputation as a genius throughout the mainland, but was stopped by Zhang San.

The reason is simple - he is a thief.

This is also what Zhang San has always insisted on. Unless it is necessary, he will not easily show up and put himself in the spotlight.

Therefore, Zhang San's enthronement was just a formality within the Spirit Hall, and all those who came to watch were people from within the Spirit Hall, such as several titles from the Elder Hall and some branch hall masters with higher cultivation.

Further down were the middle-level backbones of the Holy Emperor Warriors, Douluo Warriors, the teachers and students of the Spirit Hall Advanced Academy, as well as Dugu Yan, Hu Liena, and others...

Normally, during the enthronement ceremony, Zhang San, the Holy Son, would also need to kneel on one knee to accept the enthronement.

However, Bibi Dong rejected the proposal on the grounds that the Holy Son was young and short, and she would need to bend over if he knelt.

Bibi Dong’s idea is very simple. If she doesn’t like kneeling, then don’t kneel. She still likes the rebellious intelligence that Zhang San showed when he first met her.

Based on her understanding of Zhang San, let alone being crowned as the Son of God, even if he were to succeed the throne of God, this kid wouldn't be able to bend his knees at all.

Therefore, at the enthronement ceremony, Bibi Dong simply pulled Zhang San over and personally placed the crown symbolizing the Son of God's identity on Zhang San's head.

At the end, he even helped him adjust the collar of his dress. The intimacy of his action was visible to anyone. He expressed his fondness for this disciple to everyone without reservation, which also made the senior members of the Spirit Hall respect Zhang San even more.

After the enthronement ceremony, the news that the Spirit Hall had a new Saint Son spread like wildfire to all the major sects and families.

"Zhang San? Zhang San..."

Inside the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect, Ning Fengzhi looked at the information in his hand, tapping the table lightly with his fingertips.

Beside him, two old men sat on either side. One of them had white hair and a youthful face, with an immortal-like appearance. The other was tall, about two meters and five in height, but with a haggard face, sparse hair, and a gloomy temperament, like a living dead.

The two people were none other than the two Titled Douluo of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect, Sword Douluo Chen Xin, and Bone Douluo Gu Rong.

"This name is so careless..."

Gu Rong sneered, "You've already given the title of Holy Son, but you didn't even bother giving the child a nice name?"

"The name is just a small issue. The key is the child's information..."

Ning Fengzhi pondered, "According to the intelligence, this new Holy Son is six years old this year, and his martial spirit has only been awakened for half a year. Moreover, after obtaining the first ring six months ago, he went out alone to train."

"And what's interesting is that when he returned, he actually brought a Titled Douluo with him to protect him. And that Titled Douluo was none other than the only Titled Guest Official of the Tiandou Imperial Family, Dugu Bo!"

"That old worm?"

Gu Rong frowned, then seemed to have thought of something and chuckled, "I heard that guy loves his granddaughter very much. Could it be that her granddaughter was kidnapped?"

"The Ye family's daughter also joined the Spirit Hall. This news came out last month."

Ning Fengzhi frowned. Dugu Bo was well-known and he had heard of his unruly character.

"What I'm worried about now is what kind of talent and means it takes to make Dugu Bo and the Ye family value him so much..."

"Is there no more detailed information?"

Chen Xin asked, "What's that child's martial spirit? What's his cultivation?"

Ning Fengzhi sighed softly: "I don't know his cultivation level yet, but his martial soul is said to be a cloak."

"cloak?"

Chen Xin was startled, as if recalling something: "Feng Zhi, do you remember the child I saw on the street? You also speculated that it was the Spirit Hall descendant that Sarath brought to Sunset Forest!"

In an instant, Ning Fengzhi also recalled the child he had seen on the street and exclaimed softly, "Now that you mention it, the child was indeed wearing a black cloak..."

"So, you two have already met the child?"

Gu Rong frowned: "Didn't you think of killing him?"

Chen Xin was so angry that he blew his beard and glared: "You old killer! You killed a six-year-old child in the street. Do you still want to save the face of the sect?"

Gu Rong snorted coldly: "It's better than raising a tiger to cause trouble!"

Ning Fengzhi chuckled, "Uncle Gu, you don't know. Uncle Jian saw that the child was just moving around, but his speed was enough to rival that of a Soul Sect member. He wanted to stop him and ask him about it, but the child didn't listen at all. He disappeared in an instant, and we couldn't even sense his presence. He didn't bother with us at all."

"Humph, you cowardly bitch..."

Gu Rong snorted, "If it were me, I would go up and hold him down first! He's only six years old and can rival the Soul Sect in speed, and you're still thinking of saying hello? How naive!"

Ning Fengzhi and Chen Xin were both a little embarrassed, as this was indeed the truth.

But given their personalities, even if they really wanted to bully the weak, they would definitely do it covertly. After all, they still have to maintain their dignity...

As for Gu Rong?

This old guy's martial soul is broken and it's normal for him to be shameless.

On the other side, Tiandou City, the Prince’s Eastern Palace.

Xue Qinghe looked at the news coming from Wuhun City and fell silent.

After a long moment, he looked at She Long in disbelief: "Are you already a Three-Ring Soul Master?"

She Long nodded. "The news from Ghost Leopard is that the third ring of this Saint Son was taken from the 8,700-year-old Green Wood Divine Deer, which is 4,000 years higher than my fourth ring..."

Are you kidding me?
Xue Qinghe just felt absurd.

His innate soul power is level 20, and now he is only at the level of Soul Sect. Although he has been slacking off in cultivation due to his latent period, the speed of his cultivation is far beyond the scope of what ordinary people can understand.

"Could this kid have used some evil means? Otherwise, how could he cultivate so quickly?"

"Impossible! This is absolutely impossible!"

Xue Qinghe frowned. When Zhang San had previously hunted for a level 20 spirit ring, she thought he had just had some kind of adventure.

But less than a month later, the other party had already broken through to level 30. Not to mention a fortuitous encounter, even a divine encounter could not allow a person to advance so quickly!

"this…"

She Long frowned slightly. "But if it's truly an evil method, then His Majesty wouldn't be able to detect it. Moreover, being able to absorb spirit rings beyond its limit proves that his physical strength far exceeds that of his peers, and doesn't match the characteristics of those fallen ones."

Xue Qinghe stopped talking. This was indeed the truth.

Although the Fallen Soul Master's upgrade speed is fast, it is extremely difficult to cultivate to the peak. This is why Bibi Dong rarely uses the means of devouring even though she has it.

Just when Xue Qinghe was puzzled, the Thorny Porpoise suddenly appeared in the yard: "Your Highness! There's news from the Worship Hall!"

Xue Qinghe quickly stood up and took the letter.

When I opened it, I found only a few numbers.

'Practice well and don't provoke others.'

"Don't provoke me?"

Looking at the familiar font, Xue Qinghe frowned: "Don't do that?"

It is hard to imagine that the grandfather who is a level 99 peerless Douluo would give such a warning.

In other words, Grandpa thinks that I will be no match for the other party, or that the other party has some means that are enough to threaten me even with the protection of a title?
Of the two speculations, he prefers the latter.

After all, he is now a Soul Sect cultivator, ten levels higher than the other party.

Not to mention the difference in cultivation between the two, even if they were fighting between people of the same level, he didn't think he would lose to the other party.

Taking into account Zhang San's experience of going out to gain experience alone, Xue Qinghe felt that the other party might have some hidden and latent abilities, and that the abilities might be so strong that even the title holder would find it difficult to detect.

After figuring out the key points, Xue Qinghe lit a handful of hot flames in his hand and burned the note to ashes.

While feeling somewhat unwilling, a sense of urgency also rose in my heart.

Now that the Second and Third Princes have died in succession at his hands, Emperor Xue Ye has fixed his suspicions on him. It's time for him to take a break and improve his strength...

Zhang San didn't know that he had become the motivation for Xue Qinghe to practice, but even if he knew, he wouldn't take it seriously.

He hangs on the wall and relies on absorption for soul power. Usually he only needs to focus on body training.

On the second day after succeeding the Son of God, Zhang San began to train and hone his body.

Get up early and run 30 kilometers of weighted cross-country, 400 sets of -meter obstacle races, and after the aerobic exercise, do anaerobic equipment training, armed swimming in the afternoon, and temper the body with waves. Before dinner, you have to practice under the guidance of Dugu Bo and Guimei.

The training during the day is very hard, but the nightlife is very chic.

I educate the little rabbit every day, have dinner with Bibi Dong, and sleep in Bibi Dong's arms every now and then. My life is beautiful and fulfilling.

Then, a year passed in a flash...

"Third brother~"

After a day of training, Zhang San came to Xiao Wu's dream space again. When the little rabbit saw him, it jumped up happily and rubbed its little face against Zhang San's chest.

Zhang San raised his hand and slapped the tender curves, a smile on his face.

During this year, Xiao Wu's attitude towards him changed a lot, from cautious awe at the beginning to respect with a hint of attachment.

Although the little girl has a wild nature, she seems to have some masochistic tendencies in her bones. Occasionally, she would try to tease Zhang San and ask him to give her some punishment that was neither too light nor too heavy...

The reason is that because of Xiao Wu's identity as the heroine, Zhang San enjoys educating the little girl. He educates her every day, seeing the little girl's pitiful appearance and enjoying that inexplicable spiritual pleasure.

As a result, one time my brain short-circuited and I slapped that little face lightly.

Then... a feeling of shame and annoyance mixed with enjoyment came from the contract.

Zhang San was shocked at the time, and realizing that he couldn't hide his feelings from him, Xiao Wu, after a brief moment of shame, decided to give up. Every day when she saw Zhang San, she would cling to him in a clingy way, and she would not stop until she got slapped twice.

Then he had to act like a pitiful doormat, trying to encourage Zhang San's arrogance...

Zhang San can only remain restrained in this regard.

It’s not that he is a saint, but after educating the heroine, there is a female villain waiting for him to bring into the dream.

"Humph~"

Xiao Wu twisted her slender waist and hummed softly. Her watery eyes stared at Zhang San's handsome face with some unspeakable emotions.

"Third brother, Tang San's spirit power has recovered to the peak of level seven today..."

"Level 7 Peak? Four levels in one year? That's pretty fast..."

Zhang San nodded, not surprised at all. After all, what he absorbed was soul power, not talent. The talent of the twin martial souls with innate full soul power was still there.

Moreover, this was a re-cultivation. Including his previous life, this was Tang San's third time practicing Xuantian Gong. With his whole mind focused on cultivation, his speed was naturally faster.

"It seems that by next spring at the latest, we will be able to recover to level ten."

Zhang San raised his eyebrows slightly. "A year and a half, it's gone a lot faster than I thought."

In the original novel, before Tang San graduated from the Soul Master Academy in Notting City, he spent half of his time every day on blacksmithing. Although it helped to strengthen his body to a certain extent, compared with his overall development, it actually delayed his cultivation.

If he could devote all his time to cultivation, then when he graduates from Notting City, perhaps he could actually catch up with Ping Zhen's cultivation level...

But...it doesn't matter.

Although he absorbed Tang San's soul power last time, Zhang San was actually at a disadvantage.

Because luck needs to be condensed into a force before it can be harvested, at this stage Tang San's luck has not yet reached a large scale, which instead delays his time to harvest the luck.

Judging from the results, directly absorbing the soul power of the Son of Fortune is not feasible, which can be regarded as a reminder to Zhang San.

Zhang San is now eager for Tang San to practice faster, as he has a great gift waiting to be given away...

"Xiao Wu is practicing very hard!"

Hearing Zhang San's words, Xiao Wu raised her head, looking like she was asking for praise: "Xiao Wu is already level 15!"

"Yes, you are great too!"

Zhang San reached out and rubbed the other person's little head.

The little girl looked very happy when she heard Zhang San's praise.

"By the way, Third Brother~"

"Ok?"

“We’re going on vacation soon…”

Xiao Wu raised her head and looked at Zhang San eagerly: "Will I be able to see Brother San when the holidays come? Xiao Wu has no other place to go..."

"Oh?"

Zhang San raised his eyebrows slightly. "Speaking of which, the Wuhun Academy generally has one semester per year, so it's time for vacation. But you want to come to my place? I remember I mentioned my identity to you, right?"

"The contemporary Holy Son of the Spirit Hall, the direct disciple of the Pope."

Xiao Wu pouted: "The murderer of Xiao Wu's mother is your teacher, Third Brother..."

"Don't worry about those details. In the end, everyone will be resurrected. And your mother's soul bone is the only chance to find her true spirit in the future. If it was in another title, it would be difficult to deal with."

Zhang San chuckled: "The only people protecting me are two Titled Douluo, plus my teacher, the Elder Hall and the Worship Hall. Once your identity is exposed..."

"Then... Can Third Brother come and see Xiao Wu?"

Xiao Wu looked at Zhang San timidly and asked.

"Tang Hao is still secretly protecting Tang San."

Zhang San shook his head and laughed, but then he thought, Tang Hao is currently injured. If the two titles Juegui work together to perform the martial soul fusion technique, and he and Dugu Bo assist in the assassination, as long as they don't fight hard, there is still a good chance of killing the opponent.

As the protagonist's father, Tang Hao naturally has good fortune, and this fortune is directly related to Tang San.

If he could get rid of Tang Hao, the troublemaker, then wouldn't Tang San be able to manipulate him as he pleased in the future?

Thinking of this, Zhang San raised his hand and scratched Xiao Wu's nose: "But you can try to kill that guy who's in the way. Just wait for me to think about it!"

As he said that, he raised his hand and slapped the tender curves wrapped in the lace hot pants. The little girl suddenly stood on tiptoe, raised her snow-white neck high, and let out a happy song.

This is the initial development...

Looking at Xiao Wu's joyful expression, Zhang San felt warm in his heart. He quietly exited the dream space and came to Bibi Dong's bedroom.

"Teacher~"

"came back?"

In the bedroom, Bibi Dong was as usual, wearing a gauze pajamas and leaning on the sofa, with her round and plump legs folded, holding a book in her hands, reading quietly.

The coffee table next to the sofa was filled with a variety of delicious food, most of which were medicinal foods for nourishing the body. Because of his daily physical training, Zhang San's meals were personally supervised and planned by Yue Guan.

After closing the book, Bibi Dong sat up, gently smoothed the hair hanging from her temples, and with a faint smile on her lips, she served a bowl of rice to Zhang San.

"Come and eat."

"Thank you, teacher."

Zhang San was not at all shy. He took the bowl, sat down and started eating.

Bibi Dong supported her chin and looked at Zhang San eating with a doting look.

Zhang San had long been accustomed to Bibi Dong's gaze.

This woman is so beautiful, with eyes as clear as autumn water, and she looks at dogs with such affection.

Judging from his daily reactions this year, although he has a tendency to be obsessed with his apprentice, his mental state is still normal.

"By the way, teacher, there is something I want to discuss with you."

Zhang San ate his meal and casually said, "I'm planning to find a chance to kill Tang Hao. Do you think there will be any problems?"

"Tang Hao?"

Bibi Dong was a little puzzled: "Why did you suddenly set your sights on that guy?"

"In the way."

Zhang San said calmly, "That guy's son, I'll keep him for future use."

Bibi Dong was silent for a while. Tang Hao's son was Yu Xiaogang's disciple. She didn't want to mention that guy in front of Zhang San.

However, seeing her like this, Zhang San thought she was just reminiscing about their past relationship, so he frowned slightly and said, "Don't worry, I can guarantee that I won't hurt Yu Xiaogang."

"No! I'm not worrying about that!"

Hearing Zhang San's slightly distant tone, Bibi Dong panicked and hurriedly explained, "Xiao San, you don't know that the Haotian Sect has inherited no less than two original spirit skills that can make the already powerful Haotian Hammer even more powerful, unleashing several times the combat power. This is why the Haotian Sect is firmly at the top of the top three sects."

"As the contemporary Haotian, Tang Hao unleashed his full power when he first received his title, severely injuring the previous Pope and the two elders, Juegui, who were guarding him at the time."

Bibi Dong frowned. "Now that several years have passed, with that person's talent, his strength is likely to be even greater than before. Since you want to control that kid called Tang San, why don't you just kill Yu Xiaogang?"

Oh ho?

How can you say such a thing?

It seems like you really have no hope for Yu Xiaogang?

Or is it just pure hatred?
Zhang San looked at Bibi Dong in surprise. Noticing Zhang San's gaze, Bibi Dong's heart leaped with joy.

"Yu Xiaogang must be alive, at least for now."

Zhang San shook his head. "Tang Hao has old injuries and can only unleash his full power once at best. Grandpa Ju and Grandpa Gui have already broken through to level ninety-six. If we can restrain them with our spirit fusion skills and then use poison to assassinate them beforehand, I don't think it will be a big problem."

"You want to take action?"

Bibi Dong frowned: "No! Absolutely not!"

With Zhang San's concealment ability, the banned account cannot be discovered, but this is only a protection for himself. If he wants to use this to poison a banned account, that is another matter.

Titled Douluo has a keen intuition and would probably sense something is wrong before the food even enters his mouth, so poisoning at close range is even more unrealistic.

Unless Zhang San is also a Titled Douluo.

With Zhang San's abilities, if he were also given a title, then no one in the world would be able to escape his assassination, but he is only a Soul Sect...

"What if that's the case?"

Zhang San silently took off his cloak and covered Bibi Dong with it. The moment the cloak was put on her body, it became much bigger along with Bibi Dong's body.

Noticing that her breath was concealed by the cloak, Bibi Dong's eyes flashed with surprise.

Yes, weapon spirits can be lent to others.

Although he cannot use soul skills, invisibility is a passive soul skill that comes with Zhang San's martial soul.

If she were to use this cloak, with the Soul-Eating Spider Emperor's toxicity and aggressiveness, she would be confident that she could kill Tang Hao without even the help of Jue and Gui!
　Today I present you 5400, originally it was , but it was increased by several hundred, and I almost didn’t send it out. It’s really not my fault! I blame the reviewers!

　　
　
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