Douluo Continent: Little Huo Niang Taken Away by Di Tian

Starry Sky Forest, Mixed Zone.

As the "Chief Miner" of the Star Dou Great Forest, Xiong Jun's life has recently been a perfect balance of work and rest, quite pleasant.

Every morning, Xiong Jun's massive, mountain-like body roars as he directs his tribe to dig in the mine.

"Left side! Pry open that piece of associated spirit ore on the left for me!"

"You all better keep going, once we pull this off, we can finally eat!"

Every day after work, Xiong Jun would open the thread-bound book "Lunyu" and read it aloud in his deep, resonant voice—a voice so powerful it could shatter a teacup—swaying his head as he swayed his head:

"Since we're here, we might as well make the best of it..."

"Dare to cause trouble on my turf? I'll kill you right here..."

Recently, Xiong Jun heard that a group of Soul Masters had arrived at the Spirit Pagoda, and they were extremely capable of consuming rare metals, forcing them to process them.

"Anyway, Boss Di Tian didn't say I couldn't go. Besides, I, Old Xiong, am an elder of the Spirit Pagoda. Bi Ji, Zi Ji, and the Demon King are all there. I'll go and see what's going on." Xiong Jun stroked his chin, his eyes gleaming with excitement.

They could just pack up and go.

Xiong Jun transformed into human form—a burly man over two meters tall, with bulging muscles, long dark golden hair, and a bare chest.

He casually hung the storage soul tool on his waist, and like a moving small mountain, he ran all the way from the Star Dou Great Forest to the outer area of ​​the Spirit Pagoda, finally stopping in front of that towering building.

"Who are you?"

A sharp, cold voice, as clear as a sword, rang out.

A young man with an aloof demeanor strode over; it was Ji Juechen, who had recently joined the Spirit Pagoda.

Facing this burly man who looked like he was there to cause trouble, Ji Juechen frowned slightly, his long sword already drawn three inches from its sheath, and he stared warily at Xiong Jun.

Xiong Jun scratched his head and smiled憨厚ly: "I am... I am called Old Xiong, and I am... an elder of the Spirit Pagoda."

After saying that, he suddenly remembered something, his expression panicked, and he quickly started rummaging through his storage soul tool.

After searching for a while, Xiong Jun finally pulled out a badge engraved with intricate patterns and presented it with one hand: "Here, this is the elder's badge."

Ji Juechen took the badge; it was indeed the badge of an elder of the Spirit Pagoda.

His expression softened slightly. He sheathed his longsword, clasped his hands in a respectful greeting, and said, "So it's Elder Xiong. I am Ji Juechen, and I recently joined the Spirit Pagoda. Senior, this is your first time visiting the headquarters. If you don't mind, please allow me to show you around."

"Great! Great!" Xiong Jun was delighted to hear that someone was leading the way. He slapped Ji Juechen on the shoulder, almost making the sword fanatic kneel down. "Young man, not bad skills. You look sturdy and can take a beating!"

The two entered the Spirit Pagoda one after the other.

At the first stop, Xiong Jun said he was hungry.

"I'm just curious, what does your food taste like? Is it as fragrant as barbecue?" Xiong Jun's eyes lit up, and he dragged Ji Juechen towards the cafeteria.

Upon entering the cafeteria and seeing the dazzling array of buffet options, Xiong Jun's eyes widened in amazement.

Ji Juechen explained, "Elder Xiong, this is a buffet restaurant. You can take as much as you want, but you'll need to pay with Soul Coins."

Xiong Junhao declared confidently, "That's nothing! I'm rich!"

After saying that, he took out a money bag from his storage soul tool, which was full of gold soul coins.

"One of everything! I can finish it all!" Xiong Jun announced with an air of domineering confidence.

As a result, a shadow seemed to hang over the Spirit Pagoda cafeteria for the rest of the time.

Xiong Jun devoured the food with lightning speed, the sound of his chewing like thunder.

The disciples and researchers of the Spirit Pagoda around them were dumbfounded, and they all stopped eating, wondering if they were having a collective hallucination.

Upon seeing Zi Ji arrive, Xiong Jun mumbled, "Boss... Boss didn't say I couldn't come! I'm also an elder of the Spirit Pagoda, and I've already paid for the meal!" After saying that, he ate another big mouthful of Dongpo pork.

Zi Ji could only sigh and wave her hand: "Tell the kitchen staff to give them a raise today!"

At this moment, Ji Juechen suddenly spoke up: "Elder Xiong, although it's just based on my intuition, I can sense that you are very strong. After I show you around the Spirit Transfer Tower, would you be willing to fight me?"

"A fight?" Xiong Jun was taken aback, then grinned, revealing a set of gleaming white teeth. "Sure! A fight will keep me awake! I'm never afraid of fighting! Young man, come on, let me see what you've got!"

The two followed Zi Ji to an underground training ground.

"You go first!" Xiong Jun stood ramrod straight, like a door god.

"good!"

Ji Juechen took a step forward, transforming into a fierce sword light, his long sword piercing straight into Xiong Jun's chest.

This sword strike embodied all the sword intent he had learned in his life; the air itself was torn apart, emitting a piercing shriek.

"Well done!"

Xiong Jun neither dodged nor evaded; his thick arms were crossed in front of his chest, and he took the sword strike head-on.

"clang--!"

The sound of metal clashing rang out, and sparks flew everywhere.

Ji Juechen slashed Xiong Jun's chest with his sword, leaving a white mark.

However, the next second, Xiong Jun's massive body suddenly trembled, he retracted his crossed arms, and threw a punch.

boom--!!!

The air seemed to freeze under that punch, followed by a violent shockwave.

Ji Juechen, sword and all, was sent flying backward, crashing into the training ground's shield. He slid down, coughing up blood, and passed out.

Xiong Jun withdrew his fist, scratched the back of his head, and looked at Ji Juechen lying on the ground with disbelief: "Huh? This young man has good aptitude; he actually left a mark on me?"

He looked down at his chest, then at Ji Juechen on the ground, and suddenly burst into laughter: "Interesting! So interesting! Hey, want to be my apprentice?"

Not far away, Zi Ji sighed helplessly, turned around and skillfully took out a bottle of recovery pills and stuffed it into Ji Juechen's mouth: "Whatever... We'll be exposed sooner or later anyway. Since you want to take on disciples, then go ahead."

Xiong Jun quickly replied, "I have standards for accepting disciples; they must at least be able to withstand one of my punches without dying!"

Murasaki sighed, "Your standards are way too high..."

At this moment, Ji Juechen, who had just woken up, struggled to sit up and looked at Xiong Jun with eyes full of awe.

Although he was badly beaten, he felt an unprecedented fighting style from that punch—pure physical strength and violent blood pressure control.

"Senior...Senior..." Ji Juechen struggled to get up.

Xiong Jundao said, "From today onwards, you are my last disciple! I will teach you the 'Great Vajra Palm'!"

Ji Juechen looked at his master, who had exaggerated muscles, spoke bluntly, and had just beaten him half to death, and felt a mix of emotions.

He took a deep breath, knelt on one knee, clasped his hands in a fist, and roared to the sky: "Disciple Ji Juechen pays respects to Master! I will certainly not fail in my mission!"

Xiong Jun waved his hand dismissively: "No need for formalities! Starting tomorrow, you'll train with me!"

"Yes, Master!"

From then on, the mainland lost a pure sword fanatic and gained a peculiar individual with a "beast-level" physique and "sword fanatic-level" sword skills.