In Douluo Continent, Tang San raids my base right from the start.

Chapter 30: Thankfully, there's the Blue Silver Emperor's right leg bone!

"Charm!" In desperation, Zhu Wu quickly used his charm, his eyes turning purple.

The tiger froze instantly, stunned on the spot.

"As expected, mental attributes are my forte." Zhu Wu thought to himself as he steadied himself and delivered a full-force kick to the tiger's nose, sending the giant tiger stumbling backward. At that moment, the giant tiger, jolted awake by the pain, got up without hesitation and ran away.

He didn't even glance at Zhu Wu, which made it all very real.

In the world of spirit beasts, once someone is injured, the smell of blood in the air easily attracts other predators. Therefore, except for some particularly ferocious ones or those with extremely low intelligence, spirit beasts generally stop short of attacking. Zhu Wu understood this as well.

Let alone the world of soul beasts, even ordinary animals in my previous life mostly followed this law of survival.

"Although it has not developed intelligence, it is still a creature that has lived for hundreds of years and still has the instinct to survive."

Shaking his head, he decided not to pursue further. Instead, he withdrew his martial spirit possession, flew up a tree trunk with Little White, sat down to regulate his breathing, and fell into thought.

"My physical strength is indeed quite good now. I can even hold my own against a power-type soul beast like a tiger. In the human world, I'd probably be comparable to a powerful attack-type Great Soul Master." Soul beasts' physiques far surpass those of humans. Although the Spotted Tiger is only a power-type soul beast of average bloodline rank and only 600 years old, in a real fight, even a Soul Master wouldn't dare to go toe-to-toe with it. One wrong move and it could be disemboweled—that's no joke.

"So, compared to physical combat, it seems that mental abilities can actually give me an advantage."

He couldn't help but think to himself.

"Mental interference, mental shock, and mental confusion are all skills that will not suffer backlash. If I could acquire them, they would cause some interference to the enemy after being used, and then I could attack them at close range. The risk would be much lower. And if my mental strength is strong enough, I can easily control the enemy with a simple illusion or charm, or turn them into an idiot with a mental shock. That would be even easier."

"Even if one's mental strength isn't particularly strong, the enhancement to perception and insight can give one a certain advantage. For example, by observing the enemy's body movements, one can anticipate the opponent's moves, react early, or even launch a counter-attack to defeat the enemy in one strike."

For some reason, Zhu Wu thought of the Sharingan from a certain anime in his past life. When he was a child, he quite liked Itachi. Now, he just felt that Itachi was an ingrate.

Knowing that his clan was being ostracized and even targeted, instead of helping his clan fight back, he thought, "It's just a village. At worst, I can just move." But what Itachi was thinking was to kill all his clansmen and his parents.

What kind of amazing brain circuit is this?

"Speaking of which, I have the Vajra Technique to refine my body and the Longevity Technique to refine my spirit. I cultivate both my physical body and my spirit. If I were to develop my spiritual attributes and further explore my Martial Soul Transformation ability, wouldn't I be a super-enhanced version of Itachi? At the very least, I'd be a 50/50 match with Kakashi, right?" Thinking of this, he opened his eyes and stroked his chin.

"The key question is, how do we develop it?"

"Forget it, let's focus on mastering our current martial soul abilities first. We can't neglect close combat skills either; they can be life-saving in critical moments, and the process of physical combat also improves our body control. For now, we can focus on observing the opponent's body movements and anticipating their predictions. A tall building starts from the ground up; let's lay a solid foundation first."

With this in mind, I calmed my mind and focused on recovery.

After a while, it opened its eyes, jumped off the tree trunk, and continued its journey inward.

Soon, they encountered another group of soul beasts, a pack of blue wolves, all over 500 years old. Zhu Wu immediately flew away.

Two fists can't fight four hands, let alone a pack of wolves. He really can't afford to mess with them, and there's no need for him to.

His current task is to hone his reaction speed, melee combat skills, and body control by challenging spirit beasts to one-on-one battles, as well as to help Xiaobai find medicinal herbs. Everything else should be avoided if possible.

1v3 is something you do after you become an expert.

He has a good understanding of himself.

Fifteen minutes later, it landed on the ground and was confronted by a 500-year-old wind baboon.

The humanoid soul beast, at the hundred-year level, had abilities that leaned towards close combat, but its attack power wasn't too strong. Zhu Wu immediately engaged in a battle between men with its opponent.

Ultimately, they narrowly won thanks to their excellent resilience.

"Perhaps, we can first find a soul beast like the Wind Baboon, whose attack ability is average and does not have the ability to kill in one move, to practice against and gain combat experience." The battle with the Wind Baboon undoubtedly gave Zhu Wu great inspiration.

Being unafraid of death doesn't mean you're courting it.

The right way is to proceed step by step.

Without hesitation, Zhu Wu set off immediately after his injuries were healed.

Thus, the Hundred-Year Soul Beast Area gained an immortal cockroach who specializes in fighting medium and small-sized soul beasts with average attack capabilities, as well as a shameless medicine thief.

With a goal in mind, coupled with his fearless spirit and willingness to endure pain and injury, Zhu Wu made rapid progress.

"Hiss, again!" Wounds kept appearing on Zhu Wu's body, only to be healed again and again. Time passed day by day in this cycle. Until four months later, deep within the area inhabited by the hundred-year-old soul beasts.

"Fortunately, I have the Blue Silver Emperor's right leg bone." Zhu Wu sighed inwardly as he gently touched the bone wound on his chest.

After two months of training against low-attack-capability spirit beasts, he had accumulated considerable combat experience and was no longer the novice he was when he first entered the realm. Therefore, he began seeking out stronger, more aggressive spirit beasts to fight. Just now, in his Martial Soul Possession state, he defeated a 900-year-old saber-toothed wolf, skilled in speed and possessing considerable strength.

Crucially, it possesses a berserk skill, making its desire to attack incredibly strong.

The result wasn't good. Although he won, he also took a solid hit. The opponent's speed was indeed beyond his expectations; his vision couldn't keep up, and his eyes started to dry out towards the end. In the blink of an eye, he was caught off guard.

He has encountered such battles multiple times in the past two months.

"Sigh, it seems we'll still have to rely on explosives to hunt down the second spirit ring."

A thousand-year-old soul beast is a qualitative improvement over a hundred-year-old soul beast, and he doesn't think he can win in a one-on-one fight.

Besides, he wanted to find a second spirit ring with top-tier mental attributes.

"So, where is Tianmeng? Is she being watched too closely by the ferocious beasts, or was she captured before even reaching the Star Dou Great Forest, or perhaps she can't escape because her cultivation level hasn't reached a million years? I, a spirit-attribute soul master, am sitting right here, and I haven't even come looking for her!"

"Or perhaps, you don't fancy me?" He shook his head and activated the Blue Silver Emperor Leg Bone skill to heal his injuries.

As the energy entered his body, a cool and comfortable sensation was quickly felt at the wound. Looking down, he saw that the bleeding had stopped.

"My soul power is already at level 19. At the current cultivation speed, it should take at most another month to break through to level 20. I can't linger in this outer area where hundred-year-old soul beasts live any longer. Next, I need to go deeper into the area where thousand-year-old soul beasts live to search."

Thinking this way, I waited patiently for my injuries to heal.

Half an hour later, his injuries were fully healed. After sitting down and resting for a while, Zhu Wu turned and spoke.

"Little White, activate your Martial Soul!"

Soon, it transformed into the 900-year-old saber-toothed wolf it had defeated not long ago and ran deeper into the area.

Lately, he has been traveling by transforming into different spirit beasts, seeking out other spirit beasts to fight. The reason is simple: to further understand his spirit transformation ability. At the same time, he wants to learn about the characteristics of different spirit beasts and their fighting styles.

Switching to beast form to fight is also one of his martial soul abilities.

To become familiar with this form of combat, one must personally experience what it's like to truly become a soul beast. Even more so, to become the leader of a soul beast.

Not long ago, he transformed into a Netherwolf, successfully challenging the leader to ascend to the top and experiencing what it felt like to command a pack of soul beasts. He led them hunting and fighting, just like a true wolf pack leader. Then, the female wolves in the pack would constantly rub against him and flirt with him. After a few days, he couldn't take it anymore and ran away.

Furthermore, with his current cultivation level, even if he were to transform into this small soul beast race, he couldn't maintain it for very long. He found it troublesome and a waste of time to transform several times a day.

"I should cultivate to a higher level and last longer before I find a group of soul beasts and have a good time being their leader."

Soon, sensing danger instinctively, it stopped and transformed into a crested serpent to fly over and investigate.

It is a thousand-year-old scaled beast.

With a quick glance, it memorized the appearance, then landed in the distance and transformed into a scaled beast to continue its journey.

P.S.: This is a transitional chapter, a bit filler, but I felt it was necessary. I was originally thinking of writing about the protagonist teaming up with his martial spirit to swindle soul beasts and herbs. But thinking about it, I'll skip that.

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