Douluo Continent: Long Live the Spirit Hall

Early in the morning, while Yan was doing his morning exercise in the courtyard of the small building, his older sister Liya was fast asleep in bed.

The main problem is that my naughty younger brother did some bad things all night yesterday, and my gentle older sister only knew how to cooperate and didn't know how to refuse...

"Boss, Boss Yan." Just as Yan was warming up, the chubby Tuoba Hong called out from outside the courtyard. Looking out through the fence, a plump figure could be seen jogging over.

"You've arrived." Yan twisted his head and loosened his muscles, looking at the ruddy-faced Tuoba Hong in front of him. Although this subordinate could be a bit unreliable at times, he could basically carry out the orders given to him meticulously, which was good.

It's not that I'm afraid of teammates who are uneducated or lack talent, it's that I'm afraid of teammates who are idiots who deceive their superiors. Those kinds of guys who never listen will drag you down even if you're a god-like teammate. Fortunately, so far he's encountered mostly decent teammates. The fat guy in front of him is just lazy and needs to be pushed.

"Boss, what kind of special training are we going to do today?" Tuoba Hong ran up to Yan and asked expectantly. Over the years, Yan had designed a lot of training for him, and every single one of them had been very effective.

His innate soul power and talent were not outstanding among his peers, and he also had a bunch of bad habits such as being lazy and gluttonous. However, during training, he basically completed all of them because of the encouragement he received, and the results were quite pleasing.

Because of the obvious results and significant improvement in strength, which meant that every effort would be rewarded, he naturally trusted his boss even more.

At the end of yesterday's meal, Yan told him to have his clan collect some things after he returned, saying he was going to give him special training. Who could refuse to improve their strength? He also had a dream of suppressing his peers, so he started preparing after returning home, and came over early this morning.

"Let's go to the Papal Palace first, then go for a run, is that alright?" Yan glanced indifferently at the fat guy. He had tricked him yesterday, and if he didn't give him extra training today, the boss would be irresponsible.

"No, boss, wait for me..." Yan started running as soon as he finished speaking. Tuoba Hong had no chance to refuse and could only follow with his short, fat legs. He was not good at speed and could only barely keep up with Yan's pace with all his might.

Unfortunately, Yan would suddenly accelerate every now and then during the run, making it even more difficult for him who was already gritting his teeth and trying his best. By the time he had run through half of the southern part of Wuhun City and reached the city center, he was covered in sweat and panting heavily.

"Fatty, you're a bit weak. You can't even handle this little bit of exercise. When you meet a girl you like, you won't be able to fall for her in three seconds..." Yan walked up to Tuoba Hong and looked him up and down with a malicious look. His words made the chubby boy blush instantly.

"Boss, I didn't, you can't do this..."

"If you don't have it, then follow along." Before the chubby boy could finish his boastful words, Yan stepped onto the steps leading to the Papal Palace and walked forward. The small hill where the Papal Palace was located was not high, and it was nothing in the past, but at this moment, in Tuoba Hong's eyes, it was as high as a mountain that was difficult to climb.

However, the fat man showed remarkable resilience at this moment. Instead of yelling that he couldn't go on and stopping, he wiped the sweat from his forehead and gritted his teeth to keep up with Yan's pace.

Halfway up the mountain to the Papal Palace, at the entrance directly opposite the steps, Bibi Dong looked down and handed Yan a clean towel as he climbed the last step.

"I never expected this lazy little fellow to have such resilience." Bibi Dong looked at Tuoba Hong, who was running closer and closer below, with some surprise. After glancing at him, she said, "But Xiao Yan, aren't you just torturing him by doing this?"

"Uh, I'm doing this for his own good." Yan was momentarily speechless. Could he really just say something like that outright? But he was quick-witted.

"However, it's true that everyone has their own unique strengths. But those who are obsessed with certain things and live only in their own world are an exception."

"Boss, I, I, I'm up." Just as Yan was talking to Bibi Dong, Tuoba Hong, covered in sweat, finally ran up. He was soaked to the bone as if he had been pulled out of the water. He was extremely uncomfortable and exhausted, but his spirits were completely awake.

“Good, let’s go have breakfast and rest for a while, then we’ll continue with the second round of training.” Yan nodded to the chubby boy, and then a priest from the Spirit Hall stepped forward to treat the chubby boy and provide him with food.

On the platform square in front of the Papal Palace, Yan took the milk and breakfast handed to him by Bibi Dong, ate quickly, and then asked, "Teacher, the White Armored Earth Dragon Clan should have already delivered the necessary items, right?"

"Hmm." Bibi Dong took the empty cup from Yan's hand, then gently and carefully wiped his mouth. After doing this, she continued, her tone quite puzzled.

"But why did you ask them to prepare so much yellow crystal sand?"

"I'm going to test the effects and see if certain treasures can occasionally be cultivated to their ultimate attributes in this world." Yan glanced at the chubby boy behind him who was fighting fiercely with a group of priests and nuns, and the smile on his lips was quite eerie.

Bibi Dong didn't ask any more questions, but her eyes were full of curiosity. The priests of the Spirit Hall were mostly support and healing-type Soul Masters, but because of someone's wicked taste, the current church priests were mostly gentle and beautiful girls.

Tuoba Hong, the chubby boy, had never experienced such a scene before, so he quickly put on a lecherous face.

"Have you rested enough? Come over when you're ready." Yan shook his head as he watched Tuoba Hong's performance. This shameful guy was supposed to be his underling? Really...

"Boss, I'm here, I'm here." Tuoba Hong ran over amidst the laughter of a group of girls. His embarrassed appearance really brought back some unpleasant memories of youth. Who hasn't been naive in the past?

Of course, Yan dares to say that he absolutely does not have it now, not in this lifetime, and as for the previous lifetime, who knows?

"Boss, what does this have to do with training?" The back mountain of the Spirit Hall is a sand dune area with soft soil suitable for digging and filling pits. When Tuoba Hong arrived here, he subconsciously shivered and had an ominous premonition, so he asked Yan in a low voice.

"Isn't this it?" Yan pointed to the bumpy, yellowish-brown sand in front of him, then said to Tuoba Hong, "Your elemental control has significant problems with the details. I need you to do better."

"Boss, you don't mean I have to dig a hole, do you?" Tuoba Hong looked at the uneven ground and, recalling some things Yan had told him before, couldn't help but swallow.

"Look how much you've improved! Now hurry up and go!" Yan shouted, and Tuoba Hong's fat body trembled as he walked over. Yan himself casually pulled out a chair and sat down leisurely.

"Use your martial spirit to dig, don't use any tools." Tuoba Hong, who was about to look for some tools, looked bitter. Looking at Yan, who was enjoying the service of a group of priest girls, his expression became even more distorted, but he still released his martial spirit to carry out the great task of digging a hole.

A yellowish-brown light flashed, and Tuoba Hong's figure reappeared. His limbs had transformed into dragon claw-like shapes. Just like the Blue Lightning Tyrant Clan, the White Armor Earth Dragon Clan's soul masters also pursued hunting dragon blood soul beasts for each soul ring, striving to continuously transform into dragons and ultimately enhance their bloodline.

The chubby boy used both hands and feet, digging the soil quickly like a pangolin. Soon, a small mound of earth appeared on the ground, and a large pit, bigger than a person, appeared directly opposite the mound.

Yan sat beside the pit, pontificating like a ruthless capitalist.

"Faster, dig deeper! What's the use of such a shallow pit?" Tuoba Hong carefully expanded the pit's area, even adding a slope. He knew his boss too well; his fat trembled as he worked, and the thought of being buried alive sent chills down his spine.

Making someone dig their own grave—that's something our boss is absolutely capable of. If he doesn't have a backup plan, the hole might get too deep and the pile of soil on top might just wash over us.

As for whether he'll be alright if he's buried alive? That's nonsense. The idea that a White Armor Earth Dragon Martial Soul could be buried alive is laughable. Although he won't be buried to death, being buried alive is no pleasant experience, so he naturally needs to prepare in advance.

"This fat guy has become clever, but he's still too green to play tricks on me." Above the pit, Yan calmly watched Tuoba Hong gradually widen it. The fat guy's little tricks naturally didn't escape his notice, but he didn't care. The little fat guy was trying to play tricks on him, not even considering his own weight.

"Alright, Fatty, come on up." Just as Tuoba Hong was slightly exhausted, Yan's voice came from above. At this time, the pit had become a large pit with a diameter of two meters, sloping downwards at nearly ninety degrees, and a depth of five meters.

Upon hearing Yan's call, Tuoba Hong's first reaction was not to relax, but to become even more vigilant. He turned his head sharply, but the expected scene of a large amount of earth and rocks falling down to bury him alive did not occur. It seemed that Yan really did not have that intention this time.

"Has the boss finally had a change of heart?" Tuoba Hong was full of doubts, but he didn't dare to be careless at this moment. He took a few steps and leaped up, leaving a line of upward marks on the earthen wall of the deep pit with his limbs. He then did a backflip and finally jumped to the ground.

"Fatty, I didn't realize you'd improved so much. Not bad at all," Yan said with a smile. As he spoke, he stood up from his chair and went over to help Tuoba Hong up from the ground.

At this moment, Tuoba Hong relaxed a little and looked at Yan with some anticipation.

"Boss, it's alright, it's alright. Is training over?" Yan pointed to a mound of dirt nearby.

"What are you thinking? How could it be so fast? We've only just dug the hole; we still have to fill it in."

"Alright." Tuoba Hong looked exhausted, but he was actually more relaxed. Filling in the gaps was nothing, although it was still tiring.

Before the chubby boy could even relax, Yan's voice came through again.

"Oh, by the way, I also brought you some gifts this time. I know you like good food, and this bottle of wine is a masterpiece. Try it."

"Boss, what kind of wine is this?" Tuoba Hong turned around and saw the bottle of wine in Yan's hand that looked very special. He carefully took it and unscrewed the cork. The yellowish-brown liquid came into view, and a rich aroma of wine swirled in his nose, making him shudder.

Yan, standing to the side, explained, "It's called 'Lonely as Snow,' containing extremely rich Earth energy. It's not only an excellent wine but also a very rare magical potion, greatly beneficial to Earth-attribute martial souls." Tuoba Hong, as the younger brother, was quite competent; of course, he would share good things with his boss.

"Boss, let's all try this good stuff together." Yan waved his hand impatiently and said, "I gave it to you, what's the point of me drinking it myself? Besides, this bottle of wine is the amount of a potion, so it will have the greatest effect if one person drinks it. Stop whining and drink it quickly."

"Boss, then I'll drink it." After hearing this, Tuoba Hong swallowed hard. In the end, the temptation of the wine made him drunk. After asking again in a low voice, he put the bottle to his lips and quickly gulped down the whole bottle of wine.

Loneliness Like Snow, the ninth of the ten famous wines from the Five Elements Continent, has a miraculous effect on earth-attribute cultivators. After the little fat man finished the whole bottle, he was enveloped in an earthy yellow halo, and his aura became extremely unstable.

"Boss, this wine... is really good... hiccup..." Beside the deep pit, the chubby guy finished a whole bottle of Lonely Snow by himself. He was completely drunk and didn't notice the dangerous glint in his boss's eyes.

"Fatty, it's best to circulate your martial spirit to refine the alcohol at this time." Yan's voice came, and Tuoba Hong subconsciously did as he was told. The earthy yellow halo quickly swept over his body, and his body was filled with a vibrant earthy aura.

"Fatty, let me give you another hand." Yan spoke up again at this moment. Tuoba Hong, who was a little confused, turned his head to look at him. Before he could react, he felt a pain in his butt and flew up and fell into the deep pit.

"Go!" Yan kicked the fat man into the deep pit he had dug himself. Before Tuoba Hong could react, golden, crystal-like gravel instantly flooded the entire pit.

"Boss... Huang Jingsha... It's dead..." Tuoba Hong, who was in the deep pit, was still sober at this point. Unfortunately, someone didn't give him a chance to get out of the pit. Huang Jingsha, which contained earth attribute energy, directly submerged the entire deep pit. The poor little fat man was completely silenced before he could finish speaking.

"Hey! Fatty, I'm doing this for your own good. As long as you can awaken the ultimate attribute, it's all worth it. Only by enduring hardship can one rise above others..." Yan said with a sigh beside the deep pit. Even he himself believed this idea. He was not using his underlings as guinea pigs, absolutely not.

Chapter 179 Advanced Academy

Click, click...

Behind the Spirit Hall, a yellowish-brown light rose from the earth, causing the ground to tremble violently.

"Bang!!!"

A beam of yellow light broke through the earth's restraints and shot straight into the sky. Within the yellow beam of light, a yellowish-brown sphere that seemed to be constantly shining appeared in mid-air.

"Roar~~~"

Amidst an incredibly violent roar, accompanied by a clear and resonant dragon's cry, an incomparably majestic phantom materialized in mid-air.

This is a phantom image in the shape of a dragon, similar to the Golden Earth Fire Dragon King. Its golden scales are different from those of a golden dragon; they are not the color of gold, but rather the yellow crystal-like color that Yan poured into the deep pit.

This is a tall, earthen dragon phantom, its entire body a yellowish-brown color. Its yellowish-brown radiance shimmers, and its scales are translucent yellow, reflecting a dazzling light under the sun.

Even more strangely, it has a pair of translucent wings on its back, true dragon wings. This is a true dragon existence, similar to the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex and the Flame Dragon, a pure-blooded true dragon.

"Click-clack..."

As the dragon-shaped phantom appeared, the earthen-yellow sphere in mid-air began to tremble rapidly. The earthen-yellow dragon-shaped phantom quickly shrank back, and when it completely condensed into the sphere, the earthen-yellow sphere in mid-air exploded.

A chubby guy crashed to the ground in an eye-catching way, exuding a powerful and savage aura. His skin had an earthy yellow crystalline texture, making him look quite extraordinary.

"Boss, I'm still alive."

The chubby boy Tuoba Hong woke up. At that moment, he felt full of energy and felt incredibly good. When he looked up, he saw his boss looking at him with a strange gaze, which made him a little confused. What was even stranger was why he felt a chill.

"Are you sure you want to keep doing this?"

Yan stared at the chubby boy in front of him with a look of suppressed laughter, as if he were looking at an idiot. He couldn't stand it any longer and finally reminded him. The chubby boy, belatedly realizing what was happening, scratched the back of his head and suddenly noticed that his arms were clean. Where were his sleeves? He looked down and saw that his clothes were gone.

"I……"

The chubby boy then realized that his clothes had been torn to shreds while he was underground, and after his martial soul underwent its second awakening and evolution, he was completely naked.

This means that he had laid bare his true self in front of the group of girls he had just met, and he was completely out of touch with reality... The chubby boy suddenly felt that his whole life was filled with gloom. It was all over, everything was over, and he would never be able to stand up again.

"Ahem... You can leave for a while."

Yan coughed twice and gave an order. Only then did the many young ladies around him cover their eyes and turn to leave. Bibi Dong also left, but before leaving, she looked at Yan with surprise. She suspected that this naughty boy was deliberately playing a prank on them.

"Boss, I'm so ashamed I can't face anyone..."

When only two people remained on the scene, the chubby guy finally broke down, howling as he tried to rush towards Yan. But this guy wasn't a pretty young lady, so how could Yan possibly comfort him? He came over and kicked her again.

Yan replied dryly, "It was just an accident. You're so thick-skinned, you wouldn't care that much, would you? Besides, at worst, I'll just stop dating them in the future."

Upon hearing this, Tuoba Hong felt even more hopeless. He was young, known as the Little Yellow Dragon of the Waves, and a charming figure in the academy. Countless female students had passed him notes. But after today, he feared he would be... utterly dead.

Yan had no sympathy and continued to ask, "Alright, stop with the long face. You've gotten a good deal and you're still acting innocent. Tell me about your martial spirit's current status. Has it evolved into a true dragon?"

"Martial Soul, that's right, my Martial Soul has really evolved, it feels even stronger than my patriarch grandfather."

The chubby boy became excited as soon as he talked about his martial soul. He quickly completed the martial soul possession. At the third level, three parts of his body had already been transformed into dragons, making him look quite majestic. However, the tiny, drooping little sparrow was really an eyesore.

"Alright, alright, take your time to adapt to your martial soul. Now go back and rest. We'll go to the Advanced Soul Master Academy this afternoon."

Yan also felt that the scene was really an eyesore. He covered his eyelids slightly, shouted, then turned around and left in a very decisive manner.

"Hey! Boss, boss, do you have any more clothes? I need my clothes..."

The chubby boy was tricked again. Before he could even shout a couple of times, Yan's figure disappeared from sight. This area was patrolled by imperial guards, and the thought of running out naked made his chubby face turn red.

But in the end, the chubby boy gritted his teeth, covered himself in mud, closed his eyes, and dashed out. The legend of the runner from the back mountain left a deep impression on many, and gradually spread throughout the entire Martial Soul City.

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