Douluo Continent: The Martial Soul Tu Shan Su Su, a tangled web of fate.

Chapter 12 When things get ruthless, even your own brothers will be eaten!

"What are you doing squatting at the gate?"

I saw the old man and the child cracking sunflower seeds and occasionally bursting into laughter.

Lin Jiuxuan was filled with doubt and uncertainty.

I took two steps forward, looking over their heads.

Lin Jiuxuan witnessed a scene that he would never forget.

"Goose, goose, goose~"

The first thing you see is a big white goose, with its wings spread and its rear end wiggling, as if it's doing high kicks.

In the distance, there was another conspicuous creature that had failed a pull-up, hanging itself around the bar by the neck, thrashing about and squealing.

"What the hell is going on?"

Lin Jiuxuan looked at the flock of busy white geese and didn't find it funny at all; instead, she felt a chill run down her spine.

"This old servant noticed a flock of white geese behaving strangely, so I followed them, and then..."

"Haha! Look at that silly goose, its leg is stuck in its neck, it can't get down, cough cough haha"

Halfway through his sentence, Lao Lu slapped his thigh and laughed so hard he could hardly breathe, almost passing out!

Upon seeing Lin Jiuxuan arrive, Su Su felt inexplicably nervous and uneasy.

Looking at those geese, I wanted to laugh but didn't dare.

"Susu, did you do this?!"

"They, they all bullied me, and then I beat them up, and that's how it happened."

Su Su explained in a flustered manner.

"You beat them up? What did you use to beat them up?"

Lin Jiuxuan keenly grasped the key information and had some guesses in his mind.

"That wooden hammer!"

Su Su thought for a moment and then stammered.

"The Dream Hammer?"

Lin Jiuxuan slapped his forehead; it was indeed true.

"Remember this: from now on, add one general principle to 'The Self-Cultivation of Martial Souls': Do not use soul skills except in emergencies! Copy this one hundred times when you get back, and hand it in for me to check before dinner!"

"Old Lu, arrest all of these stupid geese!"

"We're having a whole goose feast tonight!"

Lin Jiuxuan pointed at the busy white geese and said indignantly.

Steamed, braised, or blanched.

Lin Jiuxuan pointed to a silly goose that had just finished squatting in the toilet, wiped its butt, and even put its wings in front of its nose to smell.

"Give me this one, braised in oil!"

"Young master, you are truly heartless, even eating your own brothers."

Old Lu said leisurely, he had long seen through these stupid geese, they were just like incomplete versions of Lin Jiuxuan.

We wouldn't call each other brothers, but our relationship is definitely very close.

Eating it like this just feels weird.

"Then don't eat it!"

Lin Jiuxuan glared at him, annoyed.

"That won't do. How can you have the energy to work if you don't eat?"

Old Lu shook his head like a rattle drum.

Lin Jiuxuan rolled her eyes at him and then ignored him, now thinking about the effects of the Dream Hammer.

A memory segment is randomly injected into the user.

Could this be used to create a group of clones?

The silly fox had no previous memories; what it sent out were clearly memories of itself.

There are so many things in my mind.

There is also the possibility of awakening past life memories, but there is a time limit.

That's highly unlikely!

Ten days passed in the blink of an eye.

The Tiandou Auction House can be considered one of the landmarks of Tiandou City.

It is square and upright, like a tall and majestic temple.

It is supported by huge columns made of pure white marble, inlaid with gilded reliefs, showing its luxury.

At this moment, the most prestigious auction hall, the Heavenly Rank, was already sparsely populated with only a few dozen people.

Although small in number, it basically encompasses all the major forces in the Douluo Continent.

"He's here. Is that Marquis Xuanwu?"

"So young! Eighteen levels of soul power in five years—his potential is limitless!"

"I think it's nothing special. The fact that they figured that out is pure luck!"

"That's a humanoid martial soul?"

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As soon as Lin Jiuxuan and his group appeared in the hall, they immediately attracted everyone's attention.

"This way, Marquis Xuanwu!"

A waiter dressed in light clothing respectfully led Lin Jiuxuan to the central seat.

Sitting next to him was none other than Ning Fengzhi, known as the Smiling Tiger.

"Greetings, Sect Leader Ning, Sword Douluo, and Miss Ning Rongrong."

Lin Jiuxuan bowed deeply.

"Like father, like son! Young Lin has the potential of a prince; his future is limitless!"

"Our two families have always been on good terms. Please visit the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School more often!"

Ning Fengzhi smiled and glanced curiously at the somewhat reserved Su Su.

While intelligent martial souls are rare, they are not necessarily a positive mutation.

Anyway, he didn't think much of this dull and foolish martial spirit.

"Sect Leader Ning is too kind. This junior is far from qualified."

Lin Jiuxuan said modestly, and when he looked up, he saw the little witch observing him curiously.

He was also affectionately holding a snow-white poodle in his arms.

Seeing Lin Jiuxuan looking over, he frowned and turned his face away.

He was clearly somewhat unconvinced.

"Mr. Lin, it's been many years, you're still as charming as ever!"

Ning Fengzhi turned his gaze to the unassuming old Lu.

They were noticeably more serious towards this old man who had witnessed the rise and fall of the Heavenly Struggle.

"Sect Leader Ning is truly at the peak of his talent. With Sect Leader Ning in charge, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School will flourish even more."

Old Lu said with a smile.

Sword Douluo also nodded slightly to Lao Lu.

A third-rank official stands before the prime minister's gate.

Lin Jiuxuan narrowed his eyes. He knew that Lao Lu had been glorious in the past, but he didn't expect him to be this glorious.

Was it because his great-grandfather was too famous, or was this old man hiding some secret?

"Oh, His Highness the Fourth Prince has come too?"

Ning Fengzhi smiled slightly when he saw a young man in golden robes walking towards him, surrounded by several people.

"Greetings, Sect Master Ning, and Your Excellency Sword Douluo."

The once arrogant avalanche immediately became docile the moment it saw Ning Fengzhi.

He was pretending to be stupid, not really stupid. Could he afford to offend the three upper sects?

The one from the Spirit Hall was a cardinal in red robes, who sat next to Lin Jiuxuan.

The guests were mostly present.

An auctioneer with graying hair and sharp eyes.

She slowly led ten beautiful young women onto the auction stage.

Each girl carried an exquisite tray containing a beautifully wrapped parchment scroll.

The auctioneer's voice, steady and magnetic, echoed through the hall:

"Distinguished guests, thank you for coming. Today, we are holding a unique auction, where we will be auctioning off ten precious research documents on the second ring of the millennium, personally provided by Marquis Xuanwu, Lord Lin Jiuxuan!"

A murmur rippled through the room.

"Highest bidder wins!"

The auctioneer continued, his voice carrying an undeniable authority.

"Of course, guests who were unable to acquire this valuable information need not be discouraged. Every guest present will receive a brief summary personally prepared by Lord Lin as a token of his gratitude."

"The auction is now open!"

With a light tap of the auctioneer's gavel, the auction officially began.

I'll offer 1 Gold Soul Coins.

"3 million Gold Soul Coins!"

"5 million!"

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P.S.: I'm the big white goose with its neck stuck, being forced to the stove. I urgently need monthly votes to upgrade to become the main character!

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Vote for me now and let me take control!

I'm begging for recommendations! Gentlemen with tickets, please lend a hand and give me some support. Thank you!

(End of this chapter)