The Great Thief of the Universe, Starting from Douluo

Chapter 8 Arriving at Tiandou
In the blink of an eye, another two days passed.

In the Wuhun Temple of Tiandou City, Zhang San walked out of the bathroom naked.

In the young body, the fiery soul power circulated rapidly, drying the wet hair in the blink of an eye, creating bursts of misty water vapor.

Zhang San clenched his fists, feeling the even more powerful force than before, a hint of satisfaction flashed in his eyes.

This was his second time taking whale glue. Unlike the uncomfortable absorption process last time, this time he simply reversed his soul power and transformed it into a cold and yin attribute, and then absorbed a piece of thousand-year-old whale glue the size of his fist without any burden!

After absorbing the whale glue, the absorption limit of Zhang San’s second soul ring reached two thousand eight hundred years!

Time to get the spirit ring...

With a sigh of relief, Zhang San put on his clothes and left the room.

As soon as I walked out of the room, I saw a tall old man in gorgeous clothes walking towards me.

"I have met His Highness."

When the old man saw Zhang San, he smiled kindly and greeted him respectfully.

"Good morning, Sarath-senpai."

Zhang San nodded slightly. The person in front of him was none other than the Platinum Bishop Salas of the Martial Soul Temple in Tiandou City, an Eight-ringed Soul Douluo.

Zhang San arrived in Tiandou City yesterday. He wanted to send a message to Bibi Dong to report that he had arrived in Tiandou City.

As soon as the elder's order was taken out, Sarath came out to greet him.

Judging from the original book, although this guy has bad behavior, he has good judgment. It seems that he knows something about the troubles of Yu Xiaogang and Bibi Dong when they were young, and understands who can be offended and who cannot be offended.

Out of caution, Zhang San did not pass on any information to Bibi Dong along the way, in order to prevent himself from overlapping with the "evil soul master" who sucks people's soul power and being discovered by someone with ulterior motives.

Perhaps it was for this reason that Bibi Dong, worried about the situation, sent people to the Wuhun Temples of the two empires to inform them.

Upon learning of Zhang San's arrival, Sarast booked the most expensive restaurant in the city and set up a banquet to welcome Zhang San.

He was not at all dissatisfied with being rejected by Zhang San. Instead, he eagerly arranged accommodation for him in the temple. His almost flattering attitude made it hard to believe that he was actually a powerful Soul Douluo.

Although in terms of status, as a direct disciple of the Pope and holding the Spirit Hall Elder Order, Zhang San is equal to the titled elders in terms of status and power, and his status is indeed higher than Saras.

But Zhang San was still speechless when he saw that a Soul Fighter would be so humble.

Of course, this is only from Zhang San's perspective.

In fact, in Salas's eyes, Zhang San was like this: a child who had just awakened his martial soul. After the awakening of his martial soul, he spent more than half a month crossing half of the Tiandou Empire alone to come to Tiandou City - during this period, he increased his soul power to level 20.

That’s right, level 20.

According to the information given by Bibi Dong, Zhang San's martial soul is a cloak and boots, and his soul power should be level fourteen.

But Zhang San had put away his cloak when he authenticated his martial spirit. Salas could clearly sense the fluctuation of his spirit power at that moment. It was true that the opponent had a spirit power of level 20.

Moreover, his soul power was condensed and pure, extremely powerful, and his aura was so strong that it was definitely not brought up by any unorthodox means.

This means that in the more than half a month after obtaining his first soul ring, Zhang San increased his soul power by six levels!
Six years old!

Level 20!
This is simply a superman!

Although Salas didn't think that anyone could improve so much in just half a month, he guessed that Zhang San might have had some kind of adventure during this period. However, since Zhang San was accepted as a disciple by the Pope, he must have some extraordinary qualities, and it cannot be completely judged by common sense.

The fact that Zhang San does not bring a bodyguard with him only shows that he is reckless.

But since Bibi Dong dared to let him go out alone, it meant that the other party was definitely not as simple as he looked!
Therefore, no matter whether this soul power came from talent or chance encounter, Salas did not have any inappropriate thoughts, and only wanted to hold on to this thigh tightly.

"Your Highness, are you planning to go out?"

Seeing Zhang San ready to go, Sarath asked hurriedly.

He had been paying attention to what was going on in Zhang San's room since morning, wanting to get familiar with this genius who was bound to rise quickly and leave a good impression. Therefore, as soon as Zhang San left the room, he couldn't wait to rush over.

"Senior, you came just in time. I was planning to go out soul hunting."

Zhang San nodded. "I wonder if you could send a team of Templars to help me with soul hunting?" "Your Highness is too polite. Since you hold the Elder's Order, you are a titled Elder and naturally have the authority to mobilize Templars."

Sarath slightly moved aside to clear the way. "However, with your talent, each of your spirit rings is extremely precious. It's probably not appropriate to rely solely on the Templars for protection. It would be safer for me to accompany you personally."

"Then I'll bother you, senior."

Zhang San smiled slightly and did not refuse.

He decided to absorb a space-type soul beast for his second soul ring, but space-type soul beasts were rare and very good at escaping. With an eight-ringed soul Douluo willing to be his thug, he was naturally happy to have some free time.

"I wonder if Your Highness has a target?"

"Within two thousand eight hundred years, a space-type soul beast."

Hearing Zhang San's words, Sarath's heart trembled.

Second soul ring?

Two thousand eight hundred years?
Although he was shocked, fortunately, as a bishop for so many years, he knew what to ask and what not to ask. He immediately called two teams of templars to escort Zhang San all the way to Sunset Forest.

In addition to the teaching staff, the Spirit Hall also has a special organization of palace guards.

Apart from the Holy Emperor Warriors exclusive to the Pope and the Douluo Warriors exclusive to the Douluo Temple, the Temple Warriors of the two major Martial Soul Temples have the highest status.

According to regulations, the entry threshold for becoming a Templar is Level 51 Soul King.

The entry threshold for Saint Emperor Warriors and Douluo Warriors is even higher, and they must at least reach the 61st level of Soul Emperor. They are the most elite backbone of the Spirit Hall.

In order to help Zhang San obtain the soul ring, Salas called two teams of twenty Templar Knights, including no fewer than a handful of Soul Emperors.

A group of people rode on wildebeest soul beasts, guarding the luxurious carriage that Zhang San and Salas were riding in, and headed towards the Sunset Forest in a mighty manner.

Naturally, Sarath's movements could not be hidden from the detection of some interested people.

Not long after Zhang San left Tiandou City, all forces received the news.

Although the specific information was unclear, the news that Sarath had grandly received a genius from the Spirit Hall spread like wildfire.

In Tiandou City, the back garden of the Prince's Mansion is full of blooming flowers, singing birds and buzzing bees, and the spring scenery is beautiful.

Xue Qinghe sat in the garden pavilion, gently playing with a white jade teacup with his slender fingers. His eyes were slightly gloomy, and his whole body exuded an lingering gloomy aura.

"Little Lord!"

Suddenly, a figure appeared in the pavilion.

"Did you find out clearly?"

Xue Qinghe's tone was deep and unclear.

The other party nodded slightly and said, "This person is the Pope's new disciple, named Zhang San. Detailed information is not available at the moment."

"Disciple, Zhang San..."

The gloomy look on the surface of the Xueqing River quietly dissipated a lot.

When Sarath made such a big commotion earlier, he thought it was the woman's eldest disciple who had arrived.

It was hard for Xue Qinghe not to have murderous intentions towards the girl who replaced him and enjoyed the treatment that should have belonged to him. However, beneath that murderous intention, there was a hint of envy that he was unwilling to admit.

"From the name, it seems he's a boy? And the name... is so random."

Xue Qinghe hummed softly, and seemed to feel much better.

After thinking for a while, he stood up and looked into the distance in the direction of Sunset Forest.

"I have nothing to do today, so I'll go and take a look. I'll see what kind of talent I have to be accepted as a disciple by that woman..."

　First update today! There's another one coming soon! By the way, this book will basically consist of a chapter of 4000 words per day, but it can also be split into two chapters of 2000 words each, depending on the plot's coherence.

　　
　
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