Battle Through the Heavens: Transmigrating into Douluo Continent, Forging an Emperor with Gods!

"If the things from Douluo Continent aren't good enough, then taking the things from Dou Qi Continent to Douluo Continent would be a kind of dimensional reduction attack, right?"

Xiao Yan gripped the silver piece on his chest, slung the supplies he had just bought over his shoulder, and as another thought arose, a flash of silver light appeared and then suddenly shone brightly, and in an instant, his figure disappeared from the room again.

Fortunately, Amen absorbed all the spirit rings left behind by the Wolf King as life energy; otherwise, he wouldn't even have had the energy to travel through time.

……

Douluo Continent.

Nottingham City, Soul Hunter's Forest.

Having recovered somewhat, Xiao Yan looked around at the mess. There were many scratch marks on the tree trunks, and a large tree had broken off. It seemed that a fight had taken place after he left yesterday, and he wondered what the outcome was.

But there was no obvious blood, so it seems the person who farted had some real skill.

Xiao Yan didn't dwell on it or waste his time.

He crouched down and carefully examined the surrounding area. Wherever a person had walked, they would have left traces. Following those traces, he found his way out of the forest and into human society...

Before long, they found faint traces.

They proceeded forward, carefully avoiding all sorts of spirit beasts.

Until they saw an iron gate and noticed human guards standing watch, they cautiously hid themselves and waited for a while, observing the people emerging from the forest.

Seeing that they were not questioned...

"Entry requires inspection, but leaving seems relatively free... Good, very good!"

Xiao Yan composed himself and calmed down.

He straightened his somewhat disheveled clothes, then emerged from behind the bushes where he was hiding, acting like a flustered child, and hurried toward the iron gate.

"stop..."

The guard raised his hand to stop them, looking at a young child in simple clothes walking alone, who seemed to be carrying a small bag on his shoulder. His brows furrowed slightly.

Not many children venture into the Soul Hunting Forest alone... but there's still a possibility: the soul hunt fails, their family or team is scattered, or the entire group is wiped out...

Fantasizing about various scenarios, the guard's pitying gaze lingered on his face for a moment, but he said nothing. These things were none of his business, after all, he had no money.

He turned sideways, pulled open the heavy iron gate, and waved to signal for passage.

"Let's get out of here quickly, the Soul Hunter Forest isn't a safe place to stay."

"The Soul-Hunting Forest?"

Xiao Yan's expression shifted slightly; the name sounded somewhat familiar. He recognized the guard's movements but didn't hesitate and hurriedly ran past.

As he passed through the iron gate, he felt the pitying gazes of the guards around him. As if he remembered something, a trace of sadness flashed across his face, and a few tears naturally welled up in his eyes.

The sense of pity and sorrow surrounding them became even more pronounced.

Until Xiao Yan had left the gate for a distance.

"The treatment of a Soul Master is good, but it's not an easy job..."

"Sigh, what right do we have to judge him? At least he'll become a Soul Master someday, unlike us..."

"I won't tell, I won't tell..."

The faint sound of the guards sighing could be heard from behind.

Xiao Yan's ears twitched slightly, but he didn't turn around. He continued walking along the street until he came to a section of road that resembled a market, filled with stalls.

Xiao Yan took a closer look at the items for sale, only to find that most of them were just ordinary knives, leather armor, and processed animal hides and meat, which were of no value whatsoever.

There were no cultivation techniques, no elixirs, and even the herbs were just a dark, sun-dried blob.

"The development of this world is somewhat unbalanced."

Xiao Yan couldn't help but think about it, but he didn't linger. His physique made him stand out on his own, and without any adults with him, he was bound to attract attention.

He quickly walked out of the area, but just as he was about to leave, he noticed two familiar figures ahead of him.

A middle-aged man with a limp and injuries was being supported by a little boy, and he couldn't help but sigh.

Xiao Yan focused his mind for a moment.

The two could be faintly heard talking in hushed tones.

"Little San, what a pity. If I hadn't expended so much soul power fighting the Netherworld Wolf pack and hadn't had time to recover, I wouldn't have been so helpless when dealing with the Mandragora Serpent..."

The middle-aged man clenched his fist, then slowly relaxed it, recalling how he had been knocked unconscious by a single impact and a sweeping fall.

"Fortunately, you had the dagger your father forged for you, which allowed you to counterattack and kill the mandrake serpent, but..."

"What a pity, that suitable spirit ring."

He was unconscious at the time and didn't have time to let Xiao San absorb the spirit ring. Xiao San hadn't studied with him for long either, so he didn't dare to make any rash moves and could only watch helplessly as the spirit ring of the Mandragora Serpent dissipated in front of them.

None of the subsequent targets can compare to the mandala snake.

In the end, I almost made a wasted trip.

"It's alright, teacher," the little boy comforted him. "A hundred-year-old spirit ring is already much better than most people's."

"Xiao San, you really are a good girl, but you're too easily satisfied. Don't worry, I'll do my best to teach you and make up for today's shortcomings and regrets."

"Yes, teacher," the boy replied firmly.

The two figures looked somewhat tired, yet inexplicably radiated a glow, as if the world consisted only of the two of them.

Xiao Yan raised his hand to shield some of the light.

What were they babbling about? He only half understood.

Absorbing a spirit ring seems to require reaching a certain level, right?

Oh right, you also need a Martial Soul...

So, is this the purpose of people entering the forest?

"Martial Soul? Soul Rings? Could I possibly have those?"

Xiao Yan murmured to himself, then looked up and walked out of the street into the city, where the large and small figures had just been.

I don't know where it went.

"Let's take a look around first; it's always good to gather more information."

Xiao Yan shook his backpack and followed the flow of people through Nottingham City, his eyes sweeping over the shops and pedestrians on both sides without making a sound.

Compared to the market town of Wutan City on the Douqi Continent, this city's commercial atmosphere seems more monotonous. Most of the shops you see are blacksmith shops, clothing stores, general stores, and stalls selling various animal materials and simple weapons. Occasionally, you can see shops with strange stick or sword patterns on their signs, and the flow of customers in front of them is sparse.

"There are so few people who cultivate in this world."

"Having a martial spirit isn't enough, you also need soul power to cultivate? How troublesome." Xiao Yan frowned. Doesn't that mean that what he brought this time would be difficult for anyone to understand?

Especially the herbs.

People in this world seem to call plants that are 10 years old or older "plant-type spirit beasts," and even a bamboo stalk can be named something like "Lone Bamboo." It's insane.

Only those less than 10 years old are considered medicinal materials.

"But what good stuff could medicinal herbs from that period possibly have? No wonder the industry has developed so abnormally. I wasted 30 gold coins. Honestly."

Xiao Yan thought with a touch of heartache, "If you're underdeveloped, even the most high-end things you bring are fake."

Because I can't keep up...

That little bit of money is better spent on a cheap, readily available martial arts manual!

Feeling a little regretful, Xiao Yan stopped and looked up at the place where he had asked for directions. The signboard there read, "Martial Spirit Hall."

Besides the fact that the protagonist is Tang San, the thing he remembers most clearly is the Spirit Hall, the force that the protagonist will join in the future? He's not sure, but it's definitely a major force!