Douluo Dragon King: I am the Lord of the Abyss, the King of Eternal Night.

Chapter 188 The Yin-Yang Well of Ice and Fire, Eight Level 9 Fixed-Mount Soul-Guided Cannonballs
Silent all night.

The next morning, as dawn broke, a great sun slowly rose.

"Clap! Clap! Clap!"

Before the morning dew had even evaporated, crackling sounds rang out from the training room outside the main hall.

"Creak!" The door opened, and Jiang Xiu, dressed neatly, stepped out, looking at the azure sky and stretching his limbs. "The weather is lovely."

As if hearing the sound of Jiang Xiu's door opening, the clattering noise immediately ceased, and a head peeked out from the training room. The moment it saw Jiang Xiu, its eyes lit up with joy.

"Junior brother, you've finished your cultivation!"

A loud voice rang out, and Aruheng, dressed in a training uniform, walked out and quickly came to Jiang Xiu's side, carefully looking up and down at his junior brother who had been missing for half a year.

"Senior Brother, I'm back," Jiang Xiu said with a slight smile.

"Good! It's good that you're back!" Seeing that Jiang Xiu hadn't been injured at Shrek Academy and had even grown a bit taller, Aruheng felt relieved and patted Jiang Xiu on the shoulder.

"Junior brother, where did you get this soul bone? Why is such a treasure left lying around in the main hall?"

At this moment, Aruheng seemed to remember something, took out a piece of golden soul bone, and handed it to Jiang Xiu.

"Senior Brother, this soul bone is for you." Jiang Xiu smiled slightly and pushed the soul bone back into Aruheng's hand.

"Senior Brother, if you think it's suitable, then absorb it. An 80,000-year-old diamond mammoth soul bone is worthy of you, Senior Brother."

"This...this is far too precious. Junior Brother, you should absorb it." Feeling the cool touch of the soul bone, Aruheng shook his head, even though he knew this soul bone was very suitable for him.

“We brothers don’t need to make so many excuses between us. Besides, Shrek Academy still owes me two 100,000-year soul bones, so please accept them, Senior Brother.” Jiang Xiu chuckled.

Seeing Jiang Xiu push the soul bone over again, Aruheng hesitated for a moment, then stopped refusing and just looked at Jiang Xiu seriously.

This 80,000-year-old soul bone, placed in an era where soul beasts are nearly extinct, can be considered a treasure among treasures, something that all major families strive to pass down.

But his junior brother just gave it to him like that.

He didn't say much at that moment, but kept it firmly in his heart.

"Junior brother, come on, senior brother just made breakfast." After putting away the soul bone, Aruheng prepared to lead Jiang Xiu toward the main hall.

Just then, the vermilion gate of the Body Sect was slowly pushed open from the outside, and a cheerful voice came from outside.

"What, you didn't even invite your senior uncle to the meal?"

As the words fell, a fat figure walked in from outside, and it was Hu Jie.

Jiang Xiu's eyes flickered slightly when he saw Hu Jie, who was now a senior uncle in the Tang Clan. This was the first time he had met Hu Jie.

"Uncle Hu is here, let's eat together." Aruheng scratched his head and said when he saw Hu Jie.

During Mu Ye's seclusion, Hu Jie frequently visited the Body Sect and sometimes guided his cultivation, so Aruheng was not surprised.

"This must be Jiang Xiu. What a dashing young man in fine clothes and riding a spirited horse." Hu Jie only glanced at Aruheng before focusing all his attention on Jiang Xiu.

"Greetings, Uncle Hu," Jiang Xiu greeted him with the respect due to a junior.

He had already learned from his master that his uncle had secretly returned to the Body Sect, so it was perfectly reasonable for him to perform the junior's etiquette.

He guessed that the reason why this senior uncle had not actually returned to the Body Sect was probably because he wanted to make a "million-dollar evacuation" from the Tang Sect and take more of the Tang Sect's things.

"Hmm, not bad, not bad. Eleven years old and level forty, very good." Hu Jie went straight to Jiang Xiu, reached out to help Jiang Xiu up, his small eyes full of smiles.

"Huh? Junior Brother, you're level 40?!" Aruheng was taken aback. He hadn't paid attention to Jiang Xiu's cultivation level before because of the long separation, but now he was quite shocked.

You should know that his junior brother has two ultimate attribute martial souls. The power of ultimate attribute martial souls is beyond doubt, but cultivating them is two to three times more difficult than that of ordinary soul masters.

The extreme attribute Soul Master from Shrek Academy was almost eighteen years old before becoming a Soul King, while his junior brother wasn't even twelve yet.

"Junior brother, do you perhaps have some secret technique..." Aruheng murmured.

"Uncle-Master, you flatter me. I'm just cultivating step by step," Jiang Xiu said humbly with a smile.

However, upon closer reflection, he realized that he already had the support of the Shadow King, the Golden Dragon King's essence within him enhancing his blood and qi, and now the Seed of Life was replenishing his life force after devouring it. With these three factors, the burden of the ultimate attribute martial soul was essentially neutralized.

Thinking about it this way, has he opened up now?

Jiang Xiu shook his head slightly. Never mind, after all, a big opening is considered a small opening, and a small opening is not considered an opening.

His cultivation level was achieved step by step through practice...

Shadow King, Seed of Life, add points!

"By the way, Uncle-Master, did you really come here just for breakfast?" After the three of them entered the main hall and sat down, Aruheng asked curiously.

"No one knows your martial uncle better than you." Hu Jie gave Aruheng a deep look, coughed, and said:

"Uncle is going to Lingyuan this time... to the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well to get some goods. See if you have any spiritual herbs you need. Tell Uncle quickly, or you'll miss out!"

"The Yin-Yang Well of Ice and Fire..." Jiang Xiu's eyes lit up slightly, and he asked, "Uncle-Master, could you bring me some bamboo-based spiritual herbs, preferably aged ones?"

He was still thinking about how to obtain bamboo-based medicinal herbs last night, and now Hu Jie has given him hope.

Upon hearing this, Hu Jie waved his hand and said, "No problem, I'll take care of all of this, Uncle."

His current status in the Tang Sect is only below that of the two Palace Masters, the Sentimental and the Ruthless, so it wouldn't be difficult for him to obtain some immortal herbs from the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well.

Furthermore, after deciding to return to the Body Sect, he no longer needed to care about the foul moods of those immortal herbs.

Despite being weak, they still act superior.

If it were anyone else trying to impress him, he would have made them fly away long ago. But these immortal herbs are related to Lingbing Douluo, the ancestor of the Tang Sect, so he could only go along with it in the past. But now he doesn't have to.

"Then, Uncle-Master, could you take us with you?" Aruheng asked, his eyes gleaming. He was still thinking about his potion-making project.

"That might be a bit difficult. After all, those immortal herbs are intelligent, and it wouldn't be good if word got out," Hu Jie said, shaking his head slightly.

He hasn't even infiltrated the Tang Clan's treasure vault yet, how could he be discovered beforehand?

"I see..." Aruheng said with some regret, and could only ask Hu Jie to bring back more herbs.

After chatting for a while, Aruheng asked with some confusion, "Uncle-Master, why didn't you come for the past two months?"

Hu Jie used to come once a month, but he didn't come for the past two months.

"Sigh, the Tang Clan has taken on a big order, a full eight level-nine fixed-position soul-guided cannon shells. Since the Hall Masters Wuqing and Duoqing are not at headquarters, I, their senior uncle, have to keep an eye on them." Hu Jie took a sip of tea and said.

"Eight level nine fixed-position soul-guided cannon shells! So many!" Aruheng exclaimed in surprise.

Although the Federation has three level 12 fixed-position soul-guided cannon shells, the power of level 9 fixed-position soul-guided cannon shells should not be underestimated. One shell is enough to destroy a small to medium-sized city, making it a strategic weapon.

"Who would buy so many, Uncle-Master?" Aruheng asked, somewhat puzzled.

"I wouldn't know about that, Uncle-Master. After all, according to the rules of the Tang Clan, as long as you have money, you can buy weapons, and they don't ask about the customer's information," Hu Jie shrugged.

"The Tang Clan really knows how to make money." Aruheng swallowed hard, after all, arms dealing was far more profitable than the potions he had imagined.

Moreover, a single level-nine fixed-position soul-guided cannon shell is incredibly expensive, and these eight are worth a fortune.

"The Tang Clan really has their brain connected to their cerebellum; making money has replaced thinking." Jiang Xiu couldn't help but shake his head slightly.

With the Abyss Plane looming large, they still dare to sell so much weaponry, including level nine fixed-position soul-guided artillery shells. They must be afraid that the mainland won't descend into chaos.

“Nephew, you can’t say that. After all, according to the Tang Clan, they are merely the transporters of war, not the creators of war,” Hu Jie said slowly, putting down his teacup.

Although he doesn't agree with it either.

"A transporter of war? Maybe one day the weapons that the Tang Clan sold will end up on their own heads." Aruheng muttered.

"What are you thinking? The Tang Sect headquarters is underground. Level 9 fixed-position soul-guided cannons can't get in at all, unless it's a level 12 one," Hu Jie said without any worry.
"The level 12 fixed-position soul-guided cannon shells are well protected by the Federation. Two are in the safest Federation District 13, and one is in the Temple of War. How could they possibly have been leaked?"

But when Jiang Xiu heard Aruheng's words, he paused slightly, as if a thunderbolt had flashed through his mind.

Who would buy so many level 9 fixed-position soul-guided cannon shells right now?!
It seems like only that organization that wants to bomb Shrek Academy!
(End of this chapter)