Douluo: From Internal Martial Arts to the Law of Heaven and Earth

Time passed second by second, and no one knew how much time had gone by, but Salas showed no impatience whatsoever, and waited respectfully.

After a long while, the soul tool was finally activated, and an old voice came from the other side.

“I am Qianjun, this is the Hall of Worship. Salas, I remember saying that it is not allowed to communicate directly with the Hall of Worship using a communication soul tool unless it is a real emergency.”

Despite the reprimand from the elderly voice opposite him, Salas felt no displeasure or resentment, because the person opposite him was not only a high-ranking and powerful figure in the Spirit Hall, but also a Super Douluo with a spirit power level of over 95.

Recalling his surveillance of the Crown Prince's residence over the past few years and the prince's age, Salas didn't mince words and directly stated his findings.

"Reporting to Venerable Qianjun, I have received a special martial soul theory. According to the method described, it seems possible to achieve the second ring in a thousand years."

"Ok?"

The Thousand Douluo on the other side was clearly somewhat surprised.

"Where are you now?"

Upon hearing the question, Salas answered without hesitation, "I am currently in the Spirit Temple of Heaven Dou City."

"Don't move in the main hall," Qianjun Douluo instructed before suddenly hanging up the phone.

"Big brother, wait a minute."

Qianjun Douluo, who had just hung up the phone, saw a middle-aged man preparing to leave and quickly called out to him to stop.

A cute, blonde little girl, barely six years old, turned around beside the man and asked in a clear voice, "Grandpa Qianjun, is there anything else?"

Seeing the little girl's big, blinking eyes, Qianjun felt his heart melting.

"Xiaoxue, don't worry, this matter is also related to you."

After speaking, Qianjun Douluo looked at the middle-aged man. This man was none other than Qian Daoliu, the Grand Elder of the Hall of Worship, the Lord of the Douluo Hall, the High Priest of the God of Angels, and one of the only three Limit Douluos on the Douluo Continent. Of course, in this era, Limit Douluos are also known as Peerless Douluos.

As for the little girl beside him, she is none other than Qian Renxue, the "Angel God, the future Heavenly Prince, and the Pope's daughter".

"What's the matter? I'm about to take Xiaoxue hunting soul beasts. As her grandfather, I'll personally help her obtain her first and second soul rings."

Qian Daoliu stopped in his tracks, somewhat puzzled, wondering why Qian Jun Douluo had suddenly called him back and said it was related to his granddaughter.

“Brother, the bishop of the Spirit Temple in Tiandou City sent a message saying that there is a way to achieve the second ring after a thousand years. I was thinking that although there is a divine test, wouldn’t a higher age of the spirit ring be more beneficial for Xiaoxue?”

Upon hearing Qian Jun Douluo's reason, Qian Daoliu's eyebrows twitched almost imperceptibly, showing some interest.

"Where is Salas now?"

“Brother, I have already given instructions. He should wait in the main hall of the temple.”

Qianjun Douluo was prepared and answered immediately.

"Alright, let's take a look since we're on the way."

As he spoke, a soft, non-glaring light emanated from Qian Daoliu's body...

Chapter 9 The Angels Descend, the Spirit Hall's Reward

"Xiaoxue, hold Grandpa's hand tightly, we'll teleport him there."

Qian Daoliu lowered his head, looking at his granddaughter with a complicated expression.

"Okay, Grandpa."

As she spoke, she blinked her big eyes and tightened her grip on her grandfather's sleeve.

The soft aura that had been emanating from Qian Daoliu gradually intensified, and a special power was drawn from the angel statue in the hall behind him.

Following some kind of preordained intuition, a door of light appeared before the two of them.

"Qianjun, I'll leave the Hall of Offerings to you for the time being."

After stepping through the light gate, a thousand streams of sound lingered in the spot.

"Don't worry, brother."

Even though the portal had closed, Qianjun Douluo still solemnly patted his chest.

……

In the empty hall, Salas stood quietly, without the slightest impatience.

Suddenly, he seemed to sense something, and abruptly looked up at the magnificent angel mural that covered the entire wall.

Soft light emanates from the mural, making the enormous angel image lifelike and exquisite, as if it were a deity descending to earth.

hum!

A faint hum echoed in the room, and an oval-shaped door of light slowly unfolded in front of the angel image.

"This!"

Salas was speechless with surprise. He knew that the Temple of Worship might send someone, but he never expected that the way they would arrive would be so unusual.

The man who emerged from the portal was a middle-aged man dressed in a simple yet elegant white robe. He appeared to be no more than forty years old, but his weathered and story-filled eyes told those who saw him that he was a wise old man who had lived through many years.

He was holding the hand of a little girl who looked no more than six years old.

"I have seen offerings made to them."

Salas stepped forward, bowed, and bowed. He only knew that the Hall of Worship was full of Super Douluo, but he didn't know exactly who they were. So he treated all the people from the Hall of Worship as worshippers.

Qian Daoliu naturally didn't put on airs or show off his status as a high-ranking elder. He nodded and said calmly.

"Get up. Where is the theory?"

Salas hurriedly and respectfully presented Tangshan's theory.

"Give me a room."

Qian Daoliu didn't rush to read it, but instead asked Salas to arrange accommodations first.

"Yes, sir. Then I shall take my leave."

He only left after seeing Qian Daoliu nod.

Throughout the entire ordeal, he never asked who the little girl beside the worshipper was, maintaining a proper distance, even though he had already vaguely guessed her identity.

Qian Renxue remained silent. Her mother's indifference from childhood had affected her personality. It was alright in the Hall of Offerings, where the grandfathers had watched her grow up, so she could still show some of her girlish nature. But now that she was outside, she subconsciously put on a mask and tried her best to separate herself from others.

Seeing Salas step back, Qian Daoliu simply sat cross-legged on the ground and embraced his granddaughter.

"Xiaoxue, let's take a look at this special martial spirit theory together."

Little Loli Qian Renxue pursed her lips, curiously focusing her gaze on the iron-painted and silver-hooked characters.

……

"Is the number of years a Soul Master can absorb Soul Rings really related to their physical attributes, Grandpa?"

After reading the entire theory, Qian Renxue asked curiously.

"It is indeed closely related to physical fitness."

Qian Daoliu's eyes were calm. This theory was indeed special, clarifying some of the vague ideas he had had in his cultivation so far.

"Grandpa, should I train my body as described above to absorb higher-age soul rings?"

Qian Renxue's expectant tone undoubtedly revealed her thoughts.

If I can achieve the second ring of the millennium, or even the first ring of the millennium, I should be able to attract that woman's attention.

"No training is required."

Qian Daoliu interrupted his granddaughter's fantasy without hesitation. Seeing the disappointed expression on her delicate little face, he couldn't help but rub her little head.

“My dear granddaughter, you haven’t noticed the key point of this theory. The key point of the theory has never been physical training, but rather that physical fitness is related to the number of years a soul ring can be absorbed. In other words, as long as physical fitness is improved, even without physical training, one can absorb soul rings of higher levels.”

Seeing Qian Renxue's face brighten, Qian Daoliu also revealed a gentle smile.

“Your Grandpa Qianjun is right. Even though the age of a soul ring can be increased through the divine test, the better the foundation, the more you will gain after the increase. And your grandpa has no shortage of ways to improve physical fitness.”

As he spoke, Qian Daoliu's eyes flickered slightly, and with a flick of his hand, he took out a soul bone that exuded a sacred aura and resembled a human's left leg.

"Xiaoxue, this is one of the Angelic Armor passed down in our Angelic Family. It is a soul bone with an age of 99,999 years. After absorbing it, the enhancement to your physical qualities will be enough to allow you to withstand a thousand-year soul ring."

Faced with such a huge temptation, Qian Renxue remained calm.

"Grandpa, didn't you say I was to absorb the skull? How did it turn into the limbs and soul bones?"

"Hey! Xiaoxue, have you thought this through? With your innate talent of level 20, if you focus on cultivation, becoming a Soul Saint before the age of 20 shouldn't be a big problem. Why come to the Heaven Dou Empire to carry out this scheme of substituting someone else for someone else?"

“Grandpa, I’m not doing this for the Spirit Hall. I know that when I become a god, no one can stop me. No matter how superior the Spirit Hall’s plans are, they will only be a backdrop in the face of my future power. I just want to prove to that woman that I will far surpass her in every aspect.”

Her delicate face was tense, her eyes filled with unspeakable determination and resolve.

Looking at his granddaughter, who exuded a cold aura, Qian Daoliu opened his mouth but ultimately said nothing, and could only helplessly exchange a soul bone for another.

It was a complete skull, which looked like a miniature skull, but the holy and radiant aura emanating from it made the soul bone seem harmless, instead giving people a sense of solemnity and reverence.

At that moment, there was a soft knock on the door and Salas's announcement.

"Report that the room for offerings has been prepared. Is there anything else that your subordinates need to do?"

Qian Daoliu, who had stood up again, pushed open the door and nodded slightly to Salas, who was respectfully waiting for his orders.

“You lead the way, and once we get to the room you can leave. Don’t worry about us. Just focus on your normal travel and your own responsibilities. We’ll leave naturally after we’ve finished our business. Just pretend we don’t exist during this time.”

"Yes, sir." Salas glanced at the theoretical prophecy in Qian Daoliu's hand and then stopped.

Noticing the other person's gaze, Qian Daoliu realized that he hadn't yet said how to handle this theory—whether to list it as core data of the Spirit Hall or to actively disseminate it.

"Let's publish this theory in our Spirit Hall's Spirit Daily. The creator of the theory will be rewarded with 10,000 gold spirit coins."

Upon hearing Qian Daoliu's instructions, Salas respectfully agreed and led the way.

Thinking about the theory of martial spirits and looking at his granddaughter whom he was holding hands with, Qian Daoliu's expression was inexplicably strange.

It must be admitted that his granddaughter is very similar to her mother. One disregards the nurturing grace of the Spirit Hall who adopted him and the responsibility of being the Spirit Saintess, and insists on falling in love with an abandoned son of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, which is illogical.

The other one, regardless of her own exceptional talent, wanted to become the Crown Prince of Tiandou to prove herself to surpass her mother.

They are people who refuse to take the right path and the proper way, but insist on going astray.

Fortunately, Xiaoxue will at most waste some of her talents, and she is unlikely to follow in her mother's footsteps.

Looking at the theory in his hand, Qian Daoliu couldn't help but chuckle at his own ideas.

It's impossible that Xiaoxue and her mother were also lured away by someone who studies martial spirit theory. How could that be?

After seeing such a theory of martial spirit, I still don't believe that Xiaoxue would be fooled by other people's "theories of martial spirit".

As for the scholar who published "The Three Theories of Martial Soul," putting everything else aside, he is definitely over thirty years old; otherwise, he couldn't have achieved such a feat. Are we supposed to tell him that the person who developed this theory was a child about the same age as Xiaoxue? That's impossible, unscientific, and unrealistic...

"Fifty-one, fifty-two, fifty-three..."

Tangshan, sitting cross-legged on the ground with his two short legs, watched with great interest as his older brother struggled to complete another burpee. By this time, his clothes were completely soaked with sweat, and tiny grains of salt were visible on his exposed body. It was clear that the salt grains were created by repeatedly wetting and drying his sweat.

Burpees, in Tangshan's past, were known as a fat-burning magic technique. Most people, let alone ten, could clearly feel their heart rate accelerating and their blood flow suddenly speeding up after doing just five.

This is also the origin of the term "fat-burning magic technique" used by the other party.

While sweating, blood flow accelerates, internal and external circulation combine, the body's metabolism increases dramatically, and weight naturally drops rapidly.

Su Yuntao's burpee training is not for weight loss, but to improve the coordination of her entire body.

It may seem like a combination of squats, frog jumps, and push-ups, but the combined effect far exceeds the results of training each exercise a hundred times individually.

With Su Yuntao's current physical condition, she could do a hundred repetitions of one exercise without stopping, and at most she would break a sweat after sitting down for three exercises. But now she can only do about fifty burpees before she is already close to exhaustion.

boom!

The loud banging on the door interrupted Su Yuntao's actions. He didn't care who had made such a commotion or whether the floor was clean. He simply lay down on the ground and gasped for breath.

Tang Shan looked in the direction of the sound and saw Su Haichao rushing in excitedly. Tang Shan, who was strong and quick-witted, immediately brightened up.

"Dad, is it done?"

Seeing the other party nod without hesitation, Tang Shan couldn't help but clench his fist. Judging from his father's appearance, he was sure to reap great rewards. His future was promising, with ample resources to start with. It all depended on his own efforts.

"The Spirit Hall gave me 10,000 gold spirit coins. I have secretly sent people to search for information about the Thousand-Year Whale Gum. I should be able to make a profit in a short time."

Tang Shan asked in a somewhat surprised tone, "Dad, aren't you going to get yourself some whale glue?"

Su Haichao shook his head. "Shanzi, ultimately this is money you earned yourself. It's his good fortune that you're willing to let your elder brother use it. As his father, how can I use my own son's money? Most importantly, I'm about to break through to the Soul Master level. A ten-thousand-year soul ring is affected by the soul vibration of a soul beast, so a ten-thousand-year fourth ring is obviously impossible. Rather than wasting the thousand-year whale glue to extend the lifespan of the soul ring by a few hundred years, it's better to keep it to buy your future cultivation resources."

P.S.: Thanks to readers 52HERTZ929 and DR真红K for their recommendation votes. Please feel free to point out any typos in the author's work.

Chapter 10: Confirming His Mastery, Three Years Later

"Is this whale glue? It doesn't seem to have anything special about it."