Douluo: The Glory of the Peerless Angel

Chapter 87 Bone-Transforming Divine Dragon, Snow Empress Rebuilding Her Skills, Ninth-Level Soul Master and Vajra Douluo (Part 1)

Night falls at the residence of Jianmu Douluo.

The mahogany gate was fitted with an antique bronze bell. Ling Bai rhythmically rang the bell, and after a moment, he heard the voice of Jianmu Douluo from inside the gate:

"Come in, Little White."

The door wasn't locked, and Ling Bai easily pushed it open. Jianmu Douluo had opened up the entire second floor of the building, with spiraling stairs leading to the dome. The antique bookshelves and the dazzling array of books made one feel as if they were in a city library. Jianmu Douluo loved reading ancient books, and Ling Bai, influenced by him, had also learned to calm his mind through reading. Therefore, he could spend an entire morning sitting with his senior sister Han Ruoruo in the Shrek Academy library.

"sit."

Jianmu Douluo was holding a thick book that was half a person's height. Ling Bai secretly glanced at the cover. The book was called the Encyclopedia of Soul Beasts (Light System).

"What brings you here so late at night?" Jianmu Douluo asked Ling Bai without even looking up, seemingly engrossed in his book.

"After going to the Secret Techniques Zone of Tianxia Warehouse tomorrow morning, I will set off for the far north to complete the Shrek Academy inspection mission. I probably won't have time to return to the sect, so I'm saying goodbye in advance."

"So rushed...?"

Jianmu Douluo finally raised his head, drew a few strokes on the table with his fingers, and a bright green wooden figure jumped out. It walked to the corner with its short legs, opened the mahogany cabinet, and instantly revealed hundreds of tea canisters. The aroma of tea mingled together and spread out a very magical scent.

"Have a cup of tea with me before you leave."

The little wooden figure held the tea canister, looking it over from left to right, then put it back unsatisfied. Jianmu Douluo asked, "Is it the Heart Refining Tea from the Blazing Volcano, the Life Jade from the Star Dou Great Forest, or the Heart of the Ocean from the deep sea? By the way, you're going to the far north, so you might as well experience the cold beforehand. How about the Far North Cold Jade?"

"certainly."

Ling Bai did not inherit Jianmu Douluo's love of tea; he drank pretty much the same things.

The little wooden figure took out a blue and white jade tea caddy, walked to the table, poured two spoonfuls of Arctic Jade into a bone china cup, and poured in boiling water. The aroma of the tea immediately filled the room. Jianmu Douluo nodded in satisfaction.

"These tea leaves are specially sourced from the far north, and their appearance and aroma are top-notch. When I die, you must not waste those tea leaves that I have worked so hard to collect. Keep them well, and when you are old in a hundred years, you will also enjoy drinking tea. This is the awakening of the bloodline etched into the bones of humankind."

Ling Bai looked at the little wooden figure that had been put back into the tea cabinet and said helplessly, "It's unlucky to keep talking about life and death. Maybe you can heal your old injuries and live another hundred years."

"Birth, aging, illness, and death are the natural course of life; what's wrong with mentioning them?"

Jianmu Douluo, like a little old man, waited with his hands tucked in his pockets for the tea to be ready, and said with a faint smile, "Time flies like a galloping horse, and the sun and moon pass like falling flowers and flowing water. Even if I have no injuries, I am already old..."

Ling Bai remained silent, gazing thoughtfully at his reflection in the teacup. As the saying goes, the older one gets, the more one wants to reminisce about the past. Jianmu Douluo, recalling bygone years, slowly said:

"I remember when I was six years old, the whole village had a unified martial soul awakening. I awakened a sapling, which was completely bare, without a single root or leaf. Although I had innate full soul power, I couldn't find any direction for cultivation. What can a bare sapling do? Attack? Defense? Control? Support?"

At that time, my vision was narrow, and after discussing it with my parents, we decided not to waste money on attending a junior soul master academy. Instead, we decided to be honest farmers, at least we would have soul power to rely on, and we could plow the fields faster than others. As a result, a few days later, my great-grandfather Fengya passed through the village and happened to stay at our house for one night. He discovered my ability and promised to sponsor me to become a soul master.

Thanks to my great-grandfather Feng Ya, I entered the Royal Soul Master Academy of the Heavenly Soul Empire. The bald sapling absorbed the first soul skill and grew leaves, but it still had no attack ability. I said this wouldn't do, it would be a huge loss to pay money and be eliminated. So I studied day and night to create my own soul skill, and finally I really succeeded.

At eighteen, my soul power broke through to level sixty-eight. I participated in the Soul Master Competition with my classmates, and we fought our way through the competition, winning every battle to reach the semi-finals. That year, the captains of the four semi-finalists were myself, Mu En, Long Xiaoyao, and Ye Xishui. In the semi-finals, I met Mu En's Shrek Academy. Shrek Academy's overall strength far surpassed that of Tianhun Academy. We fought with all our might and lost without any regrets.

Black and white dragons, demonic puppets crisscrossing the land, and the Jianmu tree reaching to the heavens.

That tournament made us famous for the first time. People believed we would become the future leaders of the continent, and that was indeed the case. Among the four of us, even I, with the lowest soul power, was level ninety-eight...

Having successfully graduated from the Royal Academy, I traveled the continent to hone my skills, successfully obtaining the title of Jianmu, and was subsequently invited by my great-grandfather Fengya to join the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School. I heard rumors about those two guys and Ye Xishui's entanglement every day, like listening to gossip. I even made a bet with someone that the Black and White Holy Dragons were evenly matched in strength, and who would win the goddess's heart and settle the score in matters of love...

Upon hearing this, a ripple appeared in Ling Bai's eyes. Death God Douluo Ye Xishui, the tribulation of the Black and White Twin Holy Dragons' lives, if one had to choose a winner, it would definitely be Dragon Emperor Douluo Long Xiaoyao, after all, Ye Xishui passed on her bloodline to him, and he became the dean of the Martial Soul Department at Shrek Academy.

"Little Bai, before going to the Body Sect to set off fireworks, your teacher wants to spend the last ten years peacefully. If I can see you break through to the Title Douluo level and successfully marry and have children with your beloved, then your teacher's life can be considered complete."

"Teacher, please don't rush into making plans..."

Ling Bai took out the purified Life Gold and felt the overwhelming life force emanating from it. Jianmu Douluo was stunned for a moment.

"This item is a divine-level life attribute treasure. Your disciple is dull-witted and will have to trouble you for another hundred years."

"No... I... that... um?"

Jianmu Douluo stammered, unable to utter a complete sentence. His face changed from white to red, then from red to black, then black with a hint of purple, then blue, then green, then pink...

It's hard to imagine that Ling Bai could simultaneously see emotion, surprise, shock, embarrassment, and regret on one face...

Yes, the veteran artist has a rich range of expressions!

Jianmu Douluo realized what was happening and sighed, "Little Bai, your teacher won't ask you where you got such a divine treasure. With it, I'm 100% sure I can heal the hidden injury left by the poison I couldn't kill a hundred years ago, and my soul power will advance further to become a Limit Douluo."

I'd be willing to protect you and the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School for another hundred years, but there's one very awkward thing...

It's kind of funny, I said goodbye to that old geezer Moon, but I ended up living a hundred years longer. I can't even imagine how nasty the insults he'll hurl at me when I finally go to the underworld.

Jianmu Douluo chuckled self-deprecatingly, imagining Mu En grabbing his neck and shaking him wildly, his eyes glistening with tears as he roared: You old killer, I've waited for you for a whole hundred years!

One hundred years!

"Hahaha."

Ling Bai couldn't help but chuckle. He told the two old comrades not to bother him with this matter and to settle it privately. However, when Jianmu Douluo mentioned Mu En, Ling Bai finally voiced his thoughts.

"Teacher, to be honest, I already have the goal of obtaining the ultimate fire for 100,000 years. I only lack the ultimate light. Do you think it would be possible to exchange a drop of the gold of life for the power of light from the golden tree for 100,000 years? If Elder Mu can extend his life, I will have no more worries. It will be a win-win situation for both us and Shrek Academy."

Jianmu Douluo shook his head and sighed, "You're clever, but it's impossible. Mu En came the day you returned to the sect. I saw his current physical condition. His life force was like a candle flickering in the wind, and his death aura was so strong that even a god couldn't save him."

There are two reasons why I can be saved. First, the Jianmu Sacred Tree is perfectly compatible with the metal element of living beings, and can make the most of this divine life energy to nourish itself, which Mu En's Holy Dragon of Light cannot do.

Secondly, Mu En's injuries were far more severe than mine. After Du Busi and I planted our own methods in each other's bodies, we stopped fighting. Mu En and Du Busi, however, fought with a vengeance. Du Busi's internal organs were shattered, and his spiritual sea was severely damaged by Jun Lin Tian Xia. He lived as a living dead for five years before passing away, his body and soul both destroyed.

Mu En was struck by the Body Sect's unique secret technique, his spine fractured and his body decaying. His body was like a rag doll forcibly stitched together with needle and thread; no amount of life-giving gold could compensate for it. It was a miracle that he had survived this long; when the time came, only death remained.

"Is that so..."

Ling Bai sighed regretfully. With Elder Mu dead, those old fogies at Shrek Academy would never agree to the exchange, so they still needed to come up with a new plan.

"Teacher, please rest and recover before breaking through to a higher realm. I'd like to say goodbye to Xiaotian."

"Go ahead, be careful on your mission."

The door creaked as it closed, and Jianmu Douluo instantly gripped the Life Gold in his hand, shutting down the Encyclopedia of Soul Beasts. Behind him, the faint silhouette of a colossal tree reaching for the heavens appeared as he murmured:

"Little Bai, people have pride, and trees have bark. If the situation really gets serious and uncontrollable, your teacher will risk everything to help you steal Shrek's Golden Tree!"

……

Beneath the Nine Treasures Glazed Tile School.

In the vast and dark underground of the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School, Ling Bai and Ning Fengya stood side by side. After obtaining the secret techniques from the Heavenly Warehouse, he immediately set off for the far north.

With his eyes slightly narrowed, Ling Bai scanned some dark corners. He knew that many people were watching him closely, and his every move was being observed by the hidden guards of the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School.

Besides those wary gazes, Ling Bai could also sense several hidden auras, at least at the Soul Douluo level. And these were just the simplest guards at the entrance of the Heavenly Warehouse. The true defenses of the Heavenly Warehouse did not require any manpower.

Upon closer inspection, one can discover some very shallow folds in this underground space, resembling a wall that protects the Tianxia Granary behind it.

Ning Fengya's long, platinum-gold hair cascaded down to her waist; her figure was slender and her beauty unparalleled. She smiled and said:

"The granaries of the world are the wealth of the world."

As everyone knows, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda's most powerful ability, besides its support function, is its unparalleled treasure-appraising ability, which has enabled the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Sect to rapidly accumulate an enormous amount of wealth.

This wealth, without exaggeration, could easily assemble ten well-equipped, fully-equipped Soul Master regiments, and naturally, it has been coveted by countless Soul Masters for ten thousand years. Unfortunately, neither the imperial family nor the major ancient sects, including the Spirit Hall which nearly destroyed the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School ten thousand years ago, have ever set foot in the World Warehouse.

Because the world's wealth is unparalleled, it is paired with the world's most powerful access control system. Moreover, this access control system was not created overnight. It was the result of the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School continuously investing huge sums of money over tens of thousands of years since its first sect leader, inviting space-type titled Douluo and Limit Douluo who had touched the power of space to gradually create and perfect this spatial gate.

Unless a god descends, no one on the Douluo Continent has the power to forcibly break through the spatial gate and enter the Heavenly Warehouse; outsiders can only fantasize about the wealth within.

After saying that, Ning Fengya stretched out her palms and slowly formed the hand seals, a secret technique passed down orally by the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School. The hand seals combined the soul power and bloodline power of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda lineage in a special way. Simply learning the hand seals would not be of any use.

As Ning Fengya formed hand seals, Ling Bai clearly felt an extremely powerful, invisible wave emanating from her palm, rising and falling endlessly like waves.

An invisible wave gradually spread, coming into contact with the spatial folds. The instant they made contact, the spatial gate rippled like a mirror made of water. A quarter of an hour later, the ripples stopped, and the spatial gate was torn open by a pair of nine-colored hands, exuding an ancient and desolate aura.

"Little Bai, you've already entered the Heavenly Warehouse once before enrolling in Shrek Academy, so I won't give you any further instructions. I'll just say one thing, which is also the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School's motto: Don't be ashamed of your noble birth by deliberately choosing inferior things out of pride. Always enjoy your abundance and never be ashamed of your noble lineage. Always remember, although your starting point is high, your destination will be even higher!"

"I understand, Aunt Ya."

Ling Bai smiled and nodded, accepting the gifts and presents from the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School. In fact, this was equivalent to making a promise that he would help her in the future. Both parties got what they needed, and everything was for the sake of this friendship.

"It's good that you're open-minded. The Heavenly Warehouse will be open for you for one hour, and you can choose any secret technique."

Passing through the spatial gate into the Heavenly Warehouse, one finds a lampshade hanging every ten meters on the surrounding walls, slowly emitting light that illuminates the room as if it were daytime.

Mermaid lamps are made from the fish oil of the mermaid race and have burned for thousands of years.

Ling Bai strolled leisurely into the Secret Techniques Area, which was a completely different world. Unlike the Soul Bone Area, which was filled with glittering soul bones, the Secret Techniques Area consisted of a series of passageways with vermilion wooden doors on both sides. Some of the open doors revealed faint red light curtains.

Actually, Ling Bai didn't have a particular secret technique he wanted until just now when Electrolux gave him the entire undead demiplane.

The Seven Kill Sword Technique, written by Sword Douluo Chen Xin, records the sword techniques honed for thousands of years by the Seven Kill Sword Clan.

After passing through the open wooden door, Ling Bai stopped in the room next to the Seven Kill Sword Technique.

Bone Dragon Transformation, written by Bone Douluo Gu Rong, records all the secret techniques for cultivating, controlling, and strengthening bone dragons.

Upon entering the room, the light was brighter than in the outside passage. The room was not spacious, and in the center of the small room was a stone platform, on which sat a simple, jade-white scroll.

Secret Technique: Bone-Transforming Divine Dragon!

Turning to the first page, Ling Bai saw the crooked handwriting of Bone Douluo Gu Rong.

Tomorrow is the decisive battle at Jialing Pass. The old swordsman is worried that if he were to perish, the Seven Kill Sword Technique would be lost forever, so he decided to write it down and leave it to future generations. If he wants to write it, fine, but why is he dragging me into it?

I had no one in my life, and no one after me. When I die, I am gone. The bone-transforming dragon I created is only suitable for bone dragons. Who would like it?

I'm so annoyed, I can't win against him!

I wrote!

The Bone-Transforming Divine Dragon is the culmination of my life's work. Those who come after me must remember this: if you encounter a successor of the Seven Kill Sword Technique, beat him up and slap him hard in the face!

I'll prove to everyone in Douluo Continent that my Gu Rong's legacy is stronger than the Old Swordsman's!

(End of this chapter)