Douluo: The Holy Radiance of the Dragon King

Chapter 133 The Ferocious Beast Soul of the Spirit Pagoda, Ye Xinglan Breaks Through

"Brother Kong, why didn't you inform me before you came to challenge the tower? You have all kinds of spirits."

Qian Gu Dongfeng arrived at the Soul Tower monitoring room, where Kong Yao and Leng Yaozhu sat on the sofa observing the battle situation.

"The little ones have their own ideas, so this old man will let them be. I hope the tower master won't take offense."

Kong Yao did not boast, but rose to greet the eternal east wind.

Qian Gu Dongfeng's eyes flickered, and a kind smile appeared on his face:

"Nephew Feng, your cultivation has reached a high level. You didn't come here for yourself, but for these three female geniuses?"

He had excellent eyesight and could tell at a glance that Feng Zaixing needed the souls of three people on this trip, all of whom were young and beautiful girls.

"That's right." Kong Yao nodded and said, "One of them is his disciple, and the other two are also from his Nine Stars Society. He said it's a rare opportunity for them to come and see for themselves, and also to keep things under control."

Leng Yaozhu said calmly, "The Tower Master has come at the right time. The Meteor Wolf on the tenth floor was specially arranged by me, and it is suitable for that Star God Sword genius."

"Okay." Qian Gu Dongfeng nodded slightly. The original intention of establishing the Soul Spirit Tower was to befriend the new generation of geniuses. It not only provides top-level soul spirits, but also offers a 50% discount.

However, the Star God Sword is a unique inheritance of the Ye family. This little girl was abandoned by the Ye family, and unexpectedly, Feng Zaixing would take her in for his own use.

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On the tenth floor of the Soul Tower, a team of seven stood together. Feng Zaixing strolled leisurely behind, like a general commanding the rear, watching the majestic soul emerge from behind the metal door.

"The 4,000-year-old meteor Sirius possesses unique celestial attributes and top-tier talent, making it a decent choice."

With a casual remark, Feng Zaixing looked at Ye Xinglan, the girl who was leaving the Sun Moon Royal Soul Master Academy for the first time in over two years.

"I want it."

Perhaps because no one had spoken for a long time, Ye Xinglan's voice was cold and unnatural. He gripped the Star God Sword with both hands, becoming one with the sword.

The air rippled with the energy of swords, and the girl's beautiful figure shone like starlight as she slashed diagonally at Meteor Sirius.

"Boss, do you need me to help?" Long Chen, who was just there to make up the numbers, asked in a low voice.

"No need. It's rare for her to be out; let her vent her frustrations."

Feng Zaixing glanced at the eight metal doors and said in a low voice, "On the first nine floors, all her attacks were killing swords. Her momentum is good; she has the sharpness of a sword genius."

"Her swordsmanship talent is indeed top-notch, but unfortunately, she didn't have many mentors before. The Ye family sold her off, and Shrek Academy has no one to teach her."

Long Chen chuckled and said, "Although she has no family left, she still has you; Boss, you can definitely be her guide."

"Cough, cough!"

The sound of a girl's soft cough came from all directions. Long Chen raised his head and suddenly shuddered. In the air, Yuan En Ye Hui smiled like a demon, Na'er's spear gleamed nearby, Gu Yue's eyes were as calm as a lake, and Wu Si Duo, who was furthest away, also cast an innocent glance.

Oh no, I said the wrong thing again!

Long Chen covered his mouth, wishing he could slap himself twice. Yuanen Yehui didn't want more junior sisters, and Na'er didn't want more junior nieces. Neither of them wanted Feng Zaixing's time to be taken away again.

Gu Yue and Wu Siduo likely had ulterior motives, wanting to take advantage of the vice president's seclusion back in his family to do something underhanded.

"Hey, boss, this Soul Tower is really amazing." Long Chen chuckled twice, changing the subject:

"I've heard that the first eighteen levels are for thousand-year-old souls, the eighteenth to thirty-sixth levels are for ten-thousand-year-old souls, the thirty-seventh level and above are for souls over ten thousand years old, and the highest level, the ninth level, is for beings over one hundred thousand years old?"

"What? You want to get one too?" Feng Zaixing gave him a warning look.

"Of course, I would be happy to find a suitable one, but unfortunately, it's not easy to find one in my lineage," Long Chen said with a smile.

"Then there's nothing we can do." Feng Zaixing shook his head and looked at Gu Yue: "Gu Yue, what races and cultivation levels are the souls on the top nine levels? Could you tell us about them?"

Gu Yue's beautiful eyes flickered, and she said, "This is a secret of this tower, and it's priced separately."

"I'm the highest-ranking customer of the Spirit Pagoda, what's a little gossip to me? Just consider it an opportunity to broaden my horizons," Feng Zaixing joked.

"Alright." That's exactly what Gu Yue wanted to hear, so she said directly:

"The souls on the top nine levels of the Soul Tower are not fixed, but there are a few well-known ones that have remained unchanged."

"For example?" Feng Zaixing glanced at the distant battlefield. Ye Xinglan was still capable of fighting, so it wouldn't hurt to chat a little longer.

"The Titan Snow Demon King, who was once one of the Three Kings of the Far North and had over two hundred thousand years of cultivation." Gu Yue's words were startling; the first one was a famous being.

Feng Zaixing's gaze deepened, a thoughtful glint flashing in his eyes, as he asked, "Anything else?"

It's not surprising that this guy died. He was too big a target and not strong enough. He couldn't have survived, and his entire clan wouldn't have had a chance to live either.

"Lingbing Douluo once encountered danger at sea and fought with the Sea Princess clan. Based on Lingbing Douluo's brief description, the Spirit Pagoda found the 600,000-year-old ferocious beast Sea Princess and made her into a soul spirit."

As Gu Yue spoke these words, his expression gradually turned cold and inscrutable, which to ordinary people appeared as a solemn reverence for history.

Princess Hai, with her immense combat power, was virtually invincible in the ocean; however, with the development of soul guidance technology, even this king of soul beasts could not escape the hunting of four-word battle armor masters and god-level mechs, not to mention the effect of fixed-position soul guidance shells.

"This kind of ferocious beast, if made into a spirit, would be powerful, but how many humans could absorb it?" Long Chen muttered to himself, glancing at Feng Zaixing out of the corner of his eye.

The eldest brother has no problem with his talent, but his attributes clash with those of the Sea Princess, so he will never absorb her. How many geniuses like him are there?

Among the strongest beings in the world, only the Sky-Supporting Douluo Yun Ming openly possesses an orange-gold spirit ring, though there might be others among the evil spirit masters as well.

Gu Yue shook his head and said, "The Spirit Pagoda is said to wait for those with affinity, but in reality, these souls are only for people to see, not for geniuses to absorb."

After all, the Soul Tower is only open to geniuses under the age of thirty, and historically, almost no one has been able to defeat them.

"They all have their own will, and the Spirit Pagoda cannot force them to become the souls of some genius."

Everyone understood that the souls of ferocious beasts could not be forced, otherwise they would have been completely digested by the Spirit Pagoda long ago.

Feng Zaixing then asked, "The Demon Forest was destroyed by the Spirit Pagoda long ago, so there should be ferocious beasts and evil eye spirits there, right?"

Gu Yue pondered, "Yes, there is, but—"

"One by one!" The piercing wolf's roar interrupted the two's conversation. Meteor Wolf erupted, its forepaws, rich in starlight power, bypassed the sword waves and blasted Ye Xinglan away. Its attack speed was as fast as a ghost.

"cough!"

Ye Xinglan staggered back dozens of steps, her body almost falling to her knees, thick blood gushing from her mouth, her face a picture of tragic beauty.

Her attack was not ineffective; large swaths of Meteor Wolf's thick fur flew about, and there were deep, bone-revealing wounds on its neck and front paws. The sword intent churned in the wounds, refusing to leave.

Gazing at the roaring Sirius, Ye Xinglan gripped her bloodied arm tightly around her Martial Soul, her eyes growing increasingly resolute.

The past two years have felt like a nightmare, leaving her mentally numb. Her only remaining resolve is to fight to the death.

However, at that moment, Meteor Sirius suddenly showed a look of fear. A flash of blue light appeared in the air, and countless blue wind blades, accompanied by a fierce gust of wind, engulfed it.

"Whoosh!"

With a whooshing sound, Ye Xinglan turned around abruptly and felt a scorching wave of fire flying past her ear. A fiery arrow flew out at a speed invisible to the naked eye and struck Meteor Wolf in the neck.

The next moment, the arrow's unstoppable force pierced through the over six-meter-long beast, sending it flying and crashing heavily onto the ancient metal gate.

With a mournful cry, Sirius fell silent, turning to ashes.

Ye Xinglan looked at this unique yet strikingly similar way of dying, which stirred up unpleasant memories. It seemed that she had also been nailed to the wall in the same way by someone back then.

"Don't just stand there, hurry up and absorb the soul."

Feng Zaixing's urging came from behind, awakening the girl who was lost in thought.

"You're still so ruthless." Ye Xinglan smiled bitterly. The opponent he had fought so hard to achieve a 30/70 split was no match for him.

"I just don't like the noise the insects make when I'm talking," Feng Zaixing said calmly, putting down the fire bow he had casually conjured.

Gu Yue nodded. The cyan wind blade was her creation, and she hated it most when people didn't respect her words.

The mighty Silver Dragon King must not lose his dignity!

"I will speed up my pursuit." Ye Xinglan walked to the entrance and pointed to the image of the meteor Sirius that appeared.

A cluster of starlight began to gather on her shoulder, struggling somewhat, but it was quickly locked onto by the chilling sword intent emanating from her body and merged into her body.

A moment later, a purple soul ring rose from beneath her feet, and the Star God Sword shone like water, surrounded by dazzling brilliance.

She had been stuck at the bottleneck of level 30 for some time, and then broke through to level 33; if it weren't for the accident in Tiandou City, Feng Zaixing would have brought her here to absorb soul spirits long ago.

Once she had adjusted to the new situation, Feng Zaixing softened his tone and said calmly:

"It's good to take me as your role model, but don't get too fixated on it. You don't have a chance to surpass me in strength. Focus all your energy on swordsmanship, and you might have a better chance."