Douluo Continent, Boss's Martial Soul, Geniuses Work for Me

"The Qin family? What does this have to do with the Qin family?"

"It's said that Qin Tian, ​​the young master of the Qin family, has taken a liking to Shang Xiaoya of the Shang family!"

"Tsk, no wonder!"

"Although Shang Luo is intelligent, he'll find it difficult to achieve great things in the Douluo Continent. Young Master Qin Tian is exceptionally talented and has the backing of the Qin family. Unless Shang Luo is out of his mind, he won't choose him!"

A hint of anger flashed across Ling Qingyue's pretty face. She immediately threw her chopsticks on the table and gripped her icy blue longsword in her hand.

Shang Luo pressed her hand down, shook his head, and said indifferently:

"Just some old stories."

"But boss!"

Ling Qingyue gritted her teeth, staring at Shang Luo with a look of utter disappointment: "Are you really going to let your reputation get ruined like this?"

"What's past is past, let's eat."

Seeing that Shang Luo remained silent, Ling Qingyue clenched her fists and finally reluctantly withdrew her martial spirit.

Shangluo stared blankly at a single peanut on the plate, then chuckled self-deprecatingly.

Now that his martial soul has awakened, he is no longer the useless person whose soul power has not progressed at all.

What right does a small business owner have to affect his mood?

With Shangluo's talent, his future will only be on a much wider continent.

Have a meal!

After figuring it out, the food and drinks under my chopsticks suddenly tasted delicious.

Just then, their attention was drawn to a figure in the corner that seemed out of place in the surroundings.

He was a young man dressed in old, worn-out clothes, but the air of nobility emanating from him revealed that he was no ordinary person.

He had a scraggly beard, vacant eyes, and several empty wine jugs in front of him. He exuded a strong sense of decadence and the smell of alcohol, yet he still roared incoherently:

"Waiter, bring more wine!"

The other patrons pointed and whispered about him.

"Look, the eldest son of the Shen family is here to drown his sorrows again."

"Alas, what a pity. He was a genius sent by the royal family to our Xilu City to resist the beast tide. His martial spirit, 'Stone Tortoise Shell,' had astonishing defense..."

"Shh! Don't mention it. Ever since his sister Shen Xin died in front of him to save him during that beast tide... he's been completely ruined."

"Watching helplessly as my sister was torn apart by a soul beast, while I was so exhausted of my soul power that I couldn't even condense a martial soul... tsk tsk."

"Sigh, but why would he want to abandon his noble status? The Shen family holds a high position and wields great power in the Heavenly Dou royal family, and it's said they have the backing of Crown Prince Xue Qinghe! He just left like that, and the head of the Shen family is almost frantic with worry!"

"Have you heard? The Shen family said that whoever lets Shen Shi'an go back will enjoy endless wealth and luxury!"

……

"My sister...died before my eyes...I was powerless to stop it..."

These words struck Shang Luo's heart like a heavy hammer, and even his martial spirit felt a slight tremor, as if it were reminding him.

Shangluo opened Shen Shi'an's resume file:

Name: Shen Shi'an

[Basic Information: Male, 17 years old, Martial Soul: Stone Tortoise Shell, Soul Power: Level 43]

[Potential: Kim (Jin)]

[Biography: The eldest son of the Shen family of the Heavenly Dou royal family, he was exceptionally gifted and proficient in various defensive techniques. He joined the army at a young age and achieved remarkable military exploits. He participated in a small beast tide when he was twelve years old.]

However, due to the royal family's lack of military strength, Shen Xin was sent to the battlefield. After her younger sister, Shen Xin, died in the beast tide, she became despondent, abandoned her noble status, and fell into a life of depravity.

[Investment Opportunity: Divine Beast Martial Soul: Xuanwu (60 points of capital) (Absolute Defense, Ultimate Water)]

"Hiss..." Shang Luo gasped.

Shen Shi'an has been so decadent for so many years, yet he still managed to reach level 43 at the age of 17?!

Even without awakening their martial soul, their talent is comparable to that of the Shrek Seven Devils in the original story!

However, due to his fall from grace, he was also ineligible for the Soul Master Competition.

No wonder this character wasn't in the original work.

But Shangluo saw clearly the "precious" after the golden suffix.

Even the martial spirits provided have changed from god-level to divine beast martial spirits.

What is a divine beast martial soul?

Shang Luo couldn't help but wonder, could a divine beast martial soul be more precious than a god-level martial soul?

Shen Shi'an took another big gulp of wine, swaying unsteadily with a dazed look in his eyes.

Shang Luo stood up and, under Ling Qingyue's questioning gaze, walked to sit down opposite Shen Shi'an.

He wanted this employee.

"Shen Shi'an?" Shang Luo asked calmly.

Shen Shi'an slowly raised his head, his eyes blurry with drunkenness and numbness:

"Get lost, don't disturb my enjoyment."

"otherwise……"

He stared at Shangluo, his narrow eyes revealing a murderous intent.

That was the ferocity honed on the battlefield.

I'll kill you right now.

Shangluo chuckled, picked up the wine pot on the table, and casually poured himself a cup of wine.

"Such talent, yet she has fallen to this state..."

"Your defense is a joke."

"You think you can kill me with this?"

"What...did you say?"

Click!

Shen Shishi slammed the table in front of him to pieces, and the murderous aura accumulated on the battlefield burst forth from his body.

"Damn it, the young master of the Shen family is going crazy again!"

"Dare to mess with him? You don't want to live?"

Seeing this, the other patrons in the tavern dropped their food and fled in a sorry state.

"Gentlemen!"

The waiter was so anxious he kept stamping his feet, but then Shen Shi'an waved his hand and threw a bag of gold coins heavily into the waiter's arms.

The waiter was stunned for a moment, but as expected of a seasoned veteran, he immediately understood what was going on. He dashed out and closed the door behind him.

Shangluo knew that recruiting Shen Shi'an, this troublemaker, would not be easy, unless he could resolve the inner conflict that plagued him day and night.

The only thing I could do was keep provoking him with words:

"Shen Xin's efforts for you are meaningless."

Upon hearing his sister's name, Shen Shi'an dropped the wine jug in his hand with a "clatter" to the ground.

"Ha...ha, what do you know?"

His sister's gentle gaze before she died reappeared clearly in his mind; it was a nightmare that haunted him for countless nights.

"Heh, yeah, exchanging a genius for a piece of trash is pointless..."

Shen Shi'an looked struggled, his face contorted in a grimace.

He suddenly stood up, his emotions spiraling out of control, his eyes bloodshot:

"You keep saying I'm not worthy of my talent, then let me ask you, what's the use of talent?!"

Shen Shi'an was like a hysterical wild beast:

"Shen Xin's martial soul was Xuanwu, the top-tier defensive martial soul on this continent! Yet he died right before my eyes protecting a piece of trash like me! You have no idea the pain of having your loved ones die in front of you, and you can't even muster your soul power!"

"I'm asking you."

"What the hell is talent good for?!"

Shen Shi'an's roar continued in his ears, but Shang Luo stood there stunned. Shen Xin's martial soul was... Xuanwu?

It turns out, everything is preordained.

Some people, some martial spirits, are destined to remain untarnished.

Shangluo remained silent for a long while before slowly speaking:

"Shen Xin is not dead, she is just protecting you in another way."

"Oh……"

Shen Shi'an seemed to have heard the most ridiculous joke, and for a moment he didn't know where to put his strength, so he could only pick up the wine pot on the ground and gulp down the wine.

"I watched with my own eyes as her head was gnawed away by the soul beast, leaving her unrecognizable..."

Shen Shi'an dropped the wine jug in his hand, and the murderous intent in his eyes was no longer concealed.

He spoke each word with a tear, each syllable dripping with blood:

"Then tell me, where is she?"

Whoosh—!

The next second, Shen Shi'an's figure seemed to freeze in time, instantly disappearing from the spot.

When it reappeared, a terrifying fist blast was already heading straight for Shangluo's face!

To be able to unleash such speed with a defensive martial soul is truly spectacular.

However, with the blessing of the god-level martial soul Netherworld Star Cat, Shen Shi'an's movements were comparable to a tortoise crawling in Shang Luo's eyes.

Shangluo did not take any defensive measures.

I'm the boss, so I can leave the fighting and killing to my employees.

Swish!

A cold, sharp sword light was faster than Shen Shi'an!

"Frost Moon Slash!"

"Frost Moon·Broken!"

Ling Qingyue, who had been secretly observing, immediately unleashed two millennium-old soul skills upon sensing that Shang Luo was in danger!

The sword energy and the fist wind collided with a deafening roar.

A powerful surge of soul energy rippled out, nearly blowing off the roof of the tavern.

A dull thud landed on her chest, and Ling Qingyue groaned, staggering back several steps.

Even with two thousand-year soul skills cast instantly, the twenty-level difference in soul power is indeed not so easy to overcome.

But a tidal wave of emotions surged within Shen Shi'an's heart.

"A Great Soul Master with two thousand-year-old Soul Rings? What kind of monster are you?!"

Everyone knows that only Soul Masters are qualified to absorb thousand-year soul rings, but this girl in front of us, who looks no more than twelve or thirteen years old, actually has two thousand-year soul rings for the first two!

How is that possible?

"Which esteemed master are you a disciple of?"

Shen Shi'an swallowed hard, instantly becoming more clear-headed. Such extraordinary talent could not possibly be without a powerful background.

Although he really wanted to kill Shang Luo, he didn't want to provoke someone he couldn't afford to offend.

After all, the Heaven Dou royal family doesn't have a single official title on the surface!

If you offend a titled official...

Shen Shi'an's eyes became clear.

Ling Qingyue frowned, seemingly understanding Shen Shi'an's concerns, and shook her head.

"I'm not some prince's apprentice. My current talent is all thanks to my boss."

"The boss?"

Shen Shi'an was even more puzzled. This boy, who looked much younger than himself, was...

Shangluo knew the time had come.

With a wave of his hand, Shang Luo handed a contract made of gold to Shen Shi'an.

Shen Shi'an scoffed dismissively. He didn't have a good impression of this handsome young man and made a move to crush the paper, which was as thin as a cicada's wing.

But to his surprise, he found that no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't destroy the contract in his hands!

"Would you like to consider joining me? Look, Qingyue, this god-level martial soul, is one of my subordinates."

If anyone else heard Shang Luo's words, they would definitely scoff—which top-tier martial soul doesn't have a Title Douluo above it? Follow you? Dream on!

But Shen Shi'an actually believed it.

He personally witnessed this young girl using her Great Soul Master cultivation to withstand his full-force attack.

My heart was already in turmoil.

Their gazes inevitably fell upon the contract.

He carefully examined the contract, quickly identified a blind spot, and couldn't help but frown:

"You want me to be your employee, but you won't even mention my salary? You're such a rip-off!"

"Anyone who signs this contract is a fool..."

"Wait, what do you mean by providing a god-level martial soul?"

Shen Shi'an rubbed his eyes, looked again, rubbed his eyes again, and looked astonished.

His gaze moved down one line, and then he stood there completely frozen, as if struck by lightning, his eyes vacant.

The overwhelming emotions almost burst from his chest.

The text above is just a simple line:

[Provides Divine Beast Martial Soul: Xuanwu.]