Douro Continent

Chapter 691 The God of Food and the Nine-Colored Goddess

Inwardly praising himself, Tang San slowly raised his right hand, his index finger pointing towards Oscar's brow. A drop of blue-gold blood slowly seeped from his fingertip. The Sea God Trident mark on Tang San's forehead flashed, and a blue-gold light enveloped Oscar's body, seeping directly into his skin and temporarily protecting him from bursting.

However, absorbing a spirit ring requires one's own strength; external forces cannot help. Tang San had no intention of helping him absorb the spirit ring either. With a flash of light, the blue-gold light on his fingertip quietly imprinted itself on Oscar's brow. After only a slight flicker, the blue-gold light had already merged into Oscar's body.

This single drop of blood made Tang San appear somewhat weary. It was his divine blood, and although there was only one drop, it was extremely precious to a god. When Qian Renxue's heart was pierced by Tang San's Guanyin Tear, no blood flowed. This was precisely because even losing a single drop of blood would damage a god's vital energy. Now, Tang San was willing to expend his own vital energy to help Oscar. He couldn't bear to see Oscar explode, and he genuinely wanted to help his brother.

As the light of Poseidon receded, the color drained from Oscar's face, and his expression became much calmer. Although his body was still trembling and convulsing, he had passed through his crisis.

One after another, spirit rings appeared around his body. Oscar's trial on Seagod Island was a Black-level Sixth Trial, unlike Ning Rongrong's, which increased his spirit ring cultivation. Therefore, his first eight spirit rings were still two yellow, two purple, and four black. At this moment, the ninth spirit ring was faintly appearing, its crimson color, like blood, indicating that Oscar was about to succeed.

A faint smile appeared on Tang San's face. With the help of Tang San's drop of divine blood, Oscar's body had merged with divine power, nourishing his meridians and flesh with divine energy. In terms of physical strength, he was no longer weaker than anyone else. It was precisely because of this that Tang San had completed the absorption of his final ninth spirit ring.

Finally, the illusory spirit ring gradually solidified, hovering above Oscar's body. Intense spirit power fluctuations erupted from Oscar's body in waves, and the aura of the 100,000-year spirit ring made the air tremble.

The mist that Tang San had driven above Oscar's head drifted down and landed straight on him. Unlike Tang San's previous inhalation of the mist through his breath, this mist slowly entered Oscar's body through the pores of his entire body. The enormous soul power generated by breaking through to the Title Douluo level burst out of his body uncontrollably, and the surging aura caused a layer of illusory energy fluctuations to appear all over Oscar's body.

In the history of the Soul Master world, the first ever Food-type Title Douluo has finally appeared.

Oscar's trembling gradually stopped, and the pain on his face gradually subsided. His breathing became steady and powerful, each breath long and deep. A faint pink light emanated from his body, and his nine spirit rings shone brightly in turn, radiating dazzling brilliance.

It's done. Tang San smiled and floated back ten meters.

Oscar slowly opened his eyes. Compared to before, his eyes had a more lustrous sheen. The aura he released from his body gradually subsided, and one spirit ring after another slowly merged into his body, transforming into a calm and gentle aura. He looked even more like a handsome and refined gentleman. Having achieved the title of Title Douluo, not only had his strength reached another level, but even his spirit and essence had undergone a transformation.

Just when Tang San thought Oscar's ninth spirit ring achievement was complete, suddenly, a pink light appeared out of nowhere in mid-air, gracefully landing on Oscar. The light arrived with incredible speed; even Tang San, the Sea God, couldn't stop it without warning. The pink light pierced directly into Oscar's brow, and Oscar's expression froze. His entire body remained motionless, like a statue.

"Oh no!" Tang San was shocked. If his companions' inheritance was compromised while he was protecting them, how could he explain it to the others? In a flash, he was already beside Oscar. The surging blue-gold light instantly transformed into a light shield that enveloped Oscar's body. At the same time, Tang San's right hand pressed directly onto Oscar's forehead.

However, unexpectedly, when Tang San used his divine sense to firmly lock onto Oscar's body and examine every part of it, he found nothing amiss. Frowning, Tang San couldn't help but look towards the spot in the sky where the pink light had previously appeared.

At this moment, Oscar had come to his senses, and his dull gaze regained its intelligence. However, his entire body was locked by Tang San's Sea God power, and he could not move at all.

Tang San withdrew a portion of the Sea God's power, but still used his divine sense to lock onto Oscar's body to prevent any accidents from happening. At the same time, he also released the restraint on Oscar's body.

"Xiao Ao, are you alright?" Tang San asked worriedly.

Oscar suddenly stood up and burst into laughter, "Great, great as could be! Little San, we're brothers, so I won't thank you."

Tang San breathed a sigh of relief; it was good that Oscar was alright. "Just now, a pink light suddenly descended from the sky after you completed the absorption of the ninth ring and landed between your eyebrows. Did you feel anything?"

Oscar chuckled, a mysterious look on his face. "Brother, I've really hit the jackpot this time."

"Oh? What happened?" Tang San asked curiously. After becoming the Sea God, he felt like he had everything under control, but the sudden change earlier was not under his control. How could he not be curious?

Oscar whispered, "After absorbing the ninth spirit ring, that 100,000-year spirit ring made me feel that my strength had reached a qualitative leap. It was truly wonderful. For the first time, I felt that absolute power. My spirit power should have reached level 92. Absorbing your Sea God's divine power really had a significant effect! Others probably had an even better effect than me, after all, they probably absorbed more. Then, I suddenly felt a warm current flow into my brow, and a very gentle voice rang in my mind. He said, 'Having achieved the title of Food-type Douluo and not exceeding forty years of age, I have enough potential to inherit his divine power. Let me cultivate my spirit power to level 99, and then I can naturally begin the next step of the inheritance.'"

Tang San's eyes widened. "A god? You're saying that pink light was an aura passed down to you by a god? This…" Tang San truly couldn't understand. Whether it was the Sea God he inherited, the Angel God inherited by Qian Renxue, or the Asura God his great-grandfather had tried so hard to inherit for many years, all had fixed locations where divine thoughts remained, and all of them only appeared as tests after being triggered. But that pink light just now seemed to have come to him on its own. This was completely different from what he knew. But from another perspective, the fact that the pink light could still enter Oscar's brow despite his monitoring meant that calling it god-level was not unreasonable.

Seeing Tang San deep in thought, Oscar laughed, "Little San, don't overthink it. Don't forget, I'm the first Food-type Title Douluo. That alone is unprecedented. Maybe this is the most crucial step in that god's test. It's because I became a Food-type Title Douluo and am young and handsome that he chose me! Haha, it seems I also have a chance to become a god. Even if it takes a long time, at least I don't have to search for a god. Wahahahaha."

Oscar laughed triumphantly, his excitement stemming from the bottom of his heart. He had always been the weakest of the Shrek Seven Devils. While his sausage-based abilities were effective, they paled in comparison to Ning Rongrong's Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda. In terms of combat power, although he could utilize his companions' abilities through his Mirror Image Sausage, he couldn't defeat anyone in a one-on-one fight. Now, suddenly possessing a divine being, how could he not be excited? He no longer needed to worry about being unworthy of Ning Rongrong.

"Little Ao, what is the name of the god who came to you?" Tang San asked.

Oscar chuckled and said, "It suits me perfectly. He said he's the God of Cookery. Hehe, now I have a title too. From now on, please call me the God of Cookery Douluo. Isn't that cool? Isn't that awesome?"

The God of Food? Tang San suddenly realized. It seemed Oscar's guess was correct. Becoming the first Title Douluo of the Food System was likely the first and most crucial step in the God of Food inheritance assessment. With his companions now having the possibility of inheriting a divine land, how could Tang San not be happy? Recalling the Sea God's words about loneliness, Tang San couldn't help but smile. It seemed that even if he became a god in the future, he wouldn't be lonely. If only every companion could have Oscar's good fortune.

Just as Oscar was laughing excitedly, another cloud of mist slowly dissipated, revealing a human figure inside. This mist revealed Zhu Zhuqing, the youngest of the Shrek Seven Devils, the Netherworld Cat.

A dazzling red spirit ring appeared on Zhu Zhuqing's body, and she also achieved her ninth spirit ring. With a physique that was much stronger than Oscar's original one, plus powerful spirit power as support, the 100,000-year ninth spirit ring became the best ending for her as a spirit master.

Seeing that Zhu Zhuqing had finished absorbing the spirit ring, Tang San and Oscar didn't look at her. Instead, they both looked up at the sky, hoping to be greeted by the next ray of light that would come to them.

However, as it turns out, luck isn't something you can just summon at will; the sky was utterly silent, with no sign of any further light appearing.

Zhu Zhuqing slowly opened her eyes. Her black pupils shone like two dazzling black pearls. The ethereal quality surrounding her was far more pronounced than Oscar's. When she stood up, every movement she made gave off an unreal, dreamlike feeling, as if she were constantly accompanied by a trail of afterimages.

"Xiao Ao, Third Brother, what are you looking at?" Zhu Zhuqing asked curiously, looking at Tang San and Oscar who were staring intently at the sky.

"Uh... it's nothing. Zhu Qing, you did too. How was it? What level of soul power?" Oscar and Tang San came to their senses. They knew that their good luck hadn't come again, and it was Oscar who asked the question.

Zhu Zhuqing smiled slightly. Although she was the youngest, she was very calm and composed. Her usual cold demeanor didn't exist when she was with her companions. "I have to thank the three Sea Gods' power and the Deep Sea Demon Whale King's energy. I'm level 93 now. It really feels like I've reached the top in one step. I never thought I could become a Title Douluo before I was even thirty."

Tang San smiled and said, "It's good that you absorb the spirit ring safely. Anyway, it's not like we Shrek Seven Devils have been seen as monsters for a long time. I still remember when we first arrived at Shrek Academy, the teachers said that Shrek Academy only accepts monsters, not ordinary people. However, even Dean Flander probably didn't expect that the monsters he raised would be this strange."

Upon hearing Tang San's words, Oscar and Zhu Zhuqing couldn't help but laugh.

Tang San asked, "Zhu Qing, you've now become a Title Douluo. We don't need the Spirit Hall to bestow a title upon you, so what title do you plan to call yourself?"

Zhu Zhuqing thought for a moment and said, "The title doesn't matter. Let's name it after my martial soul. Let's call it Netherworld Douluo."

Oscar curled his lip and said, "That's really creepy. Zhu Qing! You're a girl. You should be called Spirit Cat Douluo."

Zhu Zhuqing chuckled and said, "Forget it, Sausage Douluo, I should decide my own title. I'm all sticky, I need to go wash up first." With that, she turned and headed down the mountain.

"Zhu Qing, wait for me. I need to wash too. What Sausage Douluo? My title is God of Food, you should call me God of Food Douluo!" Oscar shouted in dissatisfaction as he chased after Zhu Zhu Qing. However, with Zhu Zhu Qing's speed as an agile attack-type titled Douluo, how could he possibly catch up? Zhu Zhu Qing would never give him the chance to spy on her.

Watching the two figures disappear into the distance, Tang San couldn't help but smile and shake his head. He had been far too greedy. Oscar's situation was probably unique in the entire Soul Master world; how could he possibly expect the same thing to happen to his other companions? If that were the case, then gods would be utterly worthless. However, Oscar still had a long way to go to reach level 99. After all, he could no longer absorb Soul Rings to enhance his Soul Power; everything depended on his own strength. Even Tang San, now the Sea God, couldn't help him in this regard. Fortunately, Oscar was still under thirty years old, and he had plenty of time ahead of him. With the strength of a Title Douluo, living to two hundred years old was normal, and reaching level 99 should be achievable. Once everything was over, he and his companions should try to stay together as much as possible. That way, whether Oscar was cultivating before receiving the true inheritance of the God of Food, or his companions were searching for the divine treasure, he could at least protect them from harm. Tang San would never allow the same fate that befell his great-grandfather, Tang Chen, to befall his companions.

Just as Tang San was pondering, his divine sense suddenly stirred slightly, and his gaze immediately turned towards a thick fog. The fog instantly rose and changed shape. What was originally a round ball suddenly contracted, rose, and gradually transformed into another form.

It was shaped like a pagoda, and looking at the lifelike mist, even without scanning Tang San with his divine sense, he could tell who the owner of the mist was. "It seems that Rongrong is also about to complete the absorption of her ninth spirit ring."

A strange sight appeared atop Seagod Mountain. The pagoda formed from condensed mist gradually glowed. When the mist silently vanished, what appeared there was not Ning Rongrong, but a colossal pagoda seven meters tall. Nine colors swirled on the pagoda, dazzling and captivating under the sunlight. Each level of the pagoda was intricately carved and adorned with jade, its shimmering light adding a wondrous spectacle to the summit of Seagod Mountain. Even the Seven Guardian Douluos of the Seagod's Seven Sacred Pillars were stunned.

Tang San nodded secretly. Ning Rongrong's Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda was finally completed. Under the effect of the immortal herb he had given her, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda evolved into the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda. At this moment, with her ninth soul ring, her Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda was truly complete.

As expected, nine spirit rings appeared one after another, the last of which was also a red spirit ring symbolizing 100,000 years. The enormous Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda began to become ethereal, and in the dim light, one could vaguely see Ning Rongrong sitting upright inside. However, compared to Oscar and Zhu Zhuqing, she was not at all disheveled; at least there were no sweat or bloodstains on her body. Her appearance was dignified, with a smile on her face, and her already stunning beauty was further enhanced by a sense of divine beauty.

The Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda's light gradually faded, and its main body slowly shrank back to its original size, floating in front of Ning Rongrong. Just as Tang San was about to go up and congratulate Ning Rongrong on completing the absorption of her ninth spirit ring, suddenly, a thunderous roar resounded in mid-air.

Tang San was taken aback. It was a clear day! Where did that thunderclap come from?

Immediately afterwards, a nine-colored ray of light descended from the sky and gracefully landed on the Nine Treasures Glazed Pagoda. Instantly, the already dazzling Nine Treasures Glazed Pagoda seemed to be rejuvenated, and the dazzling colorful light transformed into a pillar of light that shot into the sky and changed shape in the air.

In the dim light, a huge phantom appeared in mid-air. The phantom was very clear; it was a woman dressed in a nine-colored robe with a smile on her face. She first bowed slightly in the direction of Tang San, and then moved her lips as if she were saying something in the direction of Ning Rongrong.

Tang San secretly wiped non-existent cold sweat from his forehead, wondering to himself, "What kind of day is this? Could it be that we Shrek Seven Devils really are reincarnations of monsters, with another god coming to our doorstep?" Without a doubt, the phantom in the sky originated from the divine thought of a god. Although it didn't seem as powerful as the aura of the Sea God, the Angel God, or the Asura God, it was definitely a god.

Two deities came knocking on their door in a single day, offering to pass on their divine positions. If word got out, the entire Soul Master world would be in an uproar. I wonder how much Xiao Ao would laugh if he saw this while he was washing himself. Even if he became a god, Rongrong could be with him then.

Thinking of this, Tang San's gaze unconsciously fell on Xiao Wu. He secretly resolved that no matter what, he would find a god to pass on his lineage to Xiao Wu in the future, so that he could take her with him when he went to the God Realm.

A gentle breeze swept by, and the woman in the nine-colored dress vanished silently into the air, the Nine-Treasured Glazed Pagoda before Ning Rongrong landing in her hands. Slightly bewildered, she opened her eyes. She immediately saw Tang San standing not far in front of her and jumped up, "Third Brother, just now a voice called something like the Nine-Colored Goddess told me that I should inherit some divine power from her. But she said I'd have to reach level ninety-nine before she'd put me through the test. Could it be true?"

Among the Shrek Seven Devils, Ning Rongrong's favorite is Oscar, but the person she trusts the most is Tang San, her third brother. Naturally, if she has any questions, she will turn to him first.

Tang San smiled and nodded, saying, "Congratulations, Rongrong, it should be true. You'd better work hard. Once you reach level ninety-nine, with your brother here to support you, you'll definitely be able to pass the Nine-Colored Goddess's test."

Ning Rongrong blinked, then shook her head and whispered, "No need, I don't want to inherit any divine position."

Tang San was taken aback. "Rongrong, what's wrong? Countless Title Douluos have spent their entire lives striving for godhood, yet none have succeeded. Even a peak expert like my great-grandfather did. Now that the gods have come knocking, how come you..."

Ning Rongrong seemed to suddenly snap out of her daze, looking around to find that Oscar's seat was now empty. Looking around again, she couldn't find him anywhere and quickly asked, "Third Brother, where's Oscar?"

Tang San smiled and said, "Xiao Ao has finished absorbing the spirit ring and went to cleanse his body. He'll be back in a bit. What's wrong? Are you worried because you haven't seen him for a while?"

Ning Rongrong seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, walked to Tang San's side, and whispered in his ear, "Third Brother, will you promise me something?"

Tang San asked in surprise, "What's wrong, Rongrong? You're acting strangely."

Ning Rongrong whispered, "Third Brother, please don't tell Oscar about the deity coming to our door just now. Although he seems carefree and unrestrained on the surface, he actually has a very strong sense of pride. He's been like this ever since he was pursuing me. Now that we're finally about to get married, if he knows that a deity came to our door, I'm afraid he'll feel inferior again. I don't want that scene from those five years ago to repeat itself. So, please don't tell him!"

Tang San then understood Ning Rongrong's meaning, and looked at her with a half-smile, saying, "So, you're saying that your unwillingness to inherit the divine position in the future is also for Xiao Ao's sake?"

Ning Rongrong's pretty face flushed as Tang San stared at her, and she nodded gently.

Tang San ruffled Ning Rongrong's hair and sighed softly, "Rongrong, you've really grown up. Thinking back to how arrogant you were when we first met, it's still a bit unbelievable. No wonder even the Nine-Colored Goddess sought you out. But are you sure you won't accept her inheritance in the future?"

Ning Rongrong nodded firmly, "What's the point of becoming a god if I can't be with the one I love? Third Brother, you must keep this secret for me."

Tang San laughed and said, "You said it yourself, so don't regret it. Xiao Ao, you heard what Rongrong said, right? You'd better do what you want."

"Huh?" Ning Rongrong was taken aback. She turned her gaze and saw Oscar sneaking out from the foot of the mountain. However, his expression was very strange. He stared at her blankly and walked slowly towards her, with a hint of water in his eyes.

Ning Rongrong turned to look at Tang San again, her eyes immediately reddening. "Third Brother, how could you do this? You knew he was here, why didn't you stop me from saying those things? You..."

As she spoke, she suddenly ran towards Oscar, reaching him in a few steps. She threw herself into his arms, hugging him tightly, and whispered, "Little Oscar, you...you mustn't misunderstand. I didn't mean to hide it from you. Don't worry, I will never inherit that divine position. I will always be with you. After this war between the Heaven Dou Empire and the Spirit Empire ends, I will marry you, okay?"

Oscar lowered his head, staring blankly at Ning Rongrong in his arms, as if something was stuck in his throat, unable to utter a single word.

"Xiao Ao, don't scare me. Strength doesn't mean everything, and besides, we're both Title Douluo now! Promise me, okay? Marry me after the war, okay?" Ning Rongrong was so anxious that she burst into tears, tears streaming down her beautiful face.

"Rongrong..." Oscar suddenly hugged Ning Rongrong tightly. "I do, of course I do. You are mine, and you will always be mine. Rongrong, you are so good to me."

At this moment, even the usually clever Oscar could only utter such blunt words. Looking at them, Tang San's face was filled with smiles, and he cast a tender gaze at his lover, thinking to himself, "Xiao Wu, when the time comes, shall we also marry them?"

Ning Rongrong relaxed a lot after receiving Oscar's response and offered her lips. Oscar, of course, would not let go of such a good opportunity, and the two kissed passionately, oblivious to everyone else.

Ning Rongrong is always shy, and she rarely makes intimate gestures with Oscar in front of others, let alone such a carefree kiss.

"Ahem... Are you guys going to perform in public?" Zhu Zhuqing's cool, slightly teasing voice rang out from the side. She had also finished washing herself and changed into clean clothes before returning.

Their lips parted, and Ning Rongrong shyly buried her head in Oscar's arms, "It's all your fault, it's all your fault, you made them laugh at us."

Oscar chuckled and said, "Yes, yes, it's my fault, it's my fault, okay? But Rongrong, you absolutely must carry out the Nine-Colored Goddess's inheritance later!"

"What?" Ning Rongrong looked up at Oscar, her face, which had just relaxed, now showing worry again. "Oscar, don't be like this. I told you, I won't leave you."

Oscar chuckled and said, "It's precisely because you won't leave me that you want to inherit the Nine-Colored Goddess's divine position! Oh, Little San hasn't had a chance to tell you yet, has she? Just now, I was visited by a god before you. His name is the God of Food."

Ning Rongrong stared blankly at Oscar, blinked, then turned to look at Tang San. Tang San looked at her innocently and said, "It's not that I didn't want to tell you, it's just that you were too impatient and didn't give me a chance! Oscar is the first food-type Soul Master to become a Title Douluo, and he received the Food God Qingmi from the God Realm. Didn't I just ask you if you were sure you wouldn't accept the Nine-Colored Goddess's inheritance?"

"You, you guys, you're all so wicked!" Ning Rongrong only realized at this moment that it was no wonder Tang San let Oscar hear her words and even called Oscar out. She had really let her concern cloud her judgment.

Her small fists rained down on Oscar, but he let her hit him, his face always beaming with a smile. He shouldn't have been able to hear everything Ning Rongrong and Tang San said earlier, as he was still on his way up the mountain. But Tang San had used his divine sense to transmit Ning Rongrong's voice to him. For him, Ning Rongrong was even willing to give up becoming a god; how could Oscar not be moved? The slight barrier that had existed in his heart before had completely vanished at this moment. He felt only endless love for Rongrong.

"Rongrong, I love you." Oscar gazed lovingly at his ashamed and indignant lover.

Ning Rongrong froze for a moment, unable to bring herself to throw her fist down. She suddenly threw herself into Oscar's arms and burst into tears.

Zhu Zhuqing walked to Tang San's side and chuckled softly, "Third Brother, you guys are really wicked. To scheme against Rongrong like that."

Tang San laughed and said, "This has nothing to do with me; it was Xiao Ao's fault. If he had told Rongrong as soon as he showed up that he had also obtained the God of Food's secret, Rongrong wouldn't have misunderstood. Let them handle their own affairs."

Zhu Zhuqing smiled and said, "Congratulations to them! They've both received divine favor; that's even luckier than you were during the Sea God's trial!"

Tang San said, "This is also the result of their own hard work. You know how difficult it is for Rongrong's Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda and Xiao Ao's food-type martial soul to cultivate to the title of Title Douluo. There must be many relics left by the gods on the continent. Now we are all at the Title Douluo level, and we are still young. After the war ends and we destroy the Spirit Empire, we can cultivate while traveling and sightseeing, and search for the traces of other gods. I believe that one day, we Shrek Seven Devils will be able to gather together in the God Realm."

As Tang San was speaking, suddenly, a loud phoenix cry soared into the sky, and the scorching heat filled the entire summit of Sea God Mountain. The mist surrounding Ma Hongjun instantly turned crimson red, and then a huge fire phoenix soared into the air, transforming into a crimson-gold ribbon of light.

At the very front of the light strip, a phoenix with wings spanning ten meters spread out, its nine phoenix heads looking around gracefully. The fiery energy it emitted painted the entire sky with a faint red hue.

"Fatty succeeded too." Tang San looked up at the nine proud phoenixes in the sky, and his joy unconsciously increased.

Ma Hongjun's last spirit ring was also red, not very noticeable under the illumination of his phoenix flames. However, judging from the energy emanating from him, Tang San could sense that Ma Hongjun's strength was already extremely formidable, especially the explosive power of his phoenix flames. He could probably even put up a fight against a level 95 spirit master.

However, as it turned out, good fortune couldn't always favor the Shrek Seven Devils. The fat man, who had achieved the title of Douluo, didn't receive divine favor. He spread his wings and circled in the air three times before landing. His flames subsided mid-air, and he transformed back into human form. The filth on his body had been completely cleansed by the blazing phoenix flames. Before landing, Ma Hongjun took out a long robe and draped it over himself, his brows beaming with pride, making no attempt to hide his inner smugness.

"Hahaha, level 93! Rongrong, Zhuqing, your brother is level 93! Isn't that amazing? The Phoenix Douluo has descended! Hahahaha!"

By this time, Ning Rongrong's emotions had stabilized considerably. She glared at the fat man, annoyed, and said, "So what if you're level 93? You're supposed to be a power-attack type Soul Master with a top-tier Martial Soul, the Fire Phoenix, and your Soul Power isn't even as high as mine? You have the nerve to say that? I'm already level 94."

"Uh..." the fat man said unhappily, "Don't discourage me, okay? You have the number one support-type martial soul in the world, and your foundation is better than mine. Your soul power has always been higher than mine. Looks like you two have made it. From now on, please call me Phoenix Douluo, thank you."

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