Douluo Continent: I Raise God-Level Soul Beasts

Along the way, they saw many livestock, including chickens, ducks, geese, and marmots. The eyes of those livestock seemed to reveal wisdom.

The Soul Master's sixth sense told him that these livestock, like that dog, were not simple at all!

Clearly, Bibi Dong's expression also became more serious. Although the young man was handsome and masculine, the manor seemed abnormal in every way.

The sheer density of soul energy here is astounding!

It's at least a hundred times larger than the outside world!

Bibi Dong had no doubt that if she absorbed the third spirit ring and stayed here for less than five days, she would break through another level!

However, Bibi Dong's concerns differed from Gui Mei's; she was focused on Su Ze's identity, not their safety.

That purple-haired dog was enough to eat the three of them on the spot.

If the young man were an unparalleled expert, and wanted to harm them, he wouldn't need to be polite; he could simply attack directly.

They had no power to resist at all.

So, this Su Ze brother who looks a few years older than me is a good person!

“No way, Ghost Butler, I don’t think he’s a bad person,” Bibi Dong said, defending Su Ze.

"Your Highness, you can know a person's face but not their heart!"

"Distinguished guests of the Spirit Hall, please don't be nervous. As long as you don't wander around, it will be very safe here. I am just an ordinary farmer and I won't hurt you, so don't worry."

Su Ze sensed that the guest was on edge, so he offered words of comfort.

Soon, they arrived at the farmhouse in the manor.

Su Ze had his own way of treating guests, so he let them sit and rest in the pavilion while he went inside to get a teapot to brew tea for them.

"The scenery here is beautiful; it would be hard to find a more beautiful estate."

"Under the setting sun, thousands of flowers, grasses, and trees bloom, and creatures live leisurely beneath them."

"So many treasures! If I could get a few of them, I, Yu Xiaogang, could become a powerful expert, right?"

Unlike the ghostly worries, Yu Xiaogang was very drawn to this place, and even harbored a secret desire for it:

These treasures are all very valuable, but this clueless young man doesn't seem to know their value and doesn't value them at all. If I were to steal a few, this young man probably wouldn't even notice.

A casual glance startled Yu Xiaogang, who instantly jumped up from his seat and screamed:

"Holy crap, a rare and amazing Chrysanthemum!"

"And they're in large patches, entire flowerbeds!"

"Holy crap, there are also tulips and apricots... These are all legendary celestial flowers and plants, and I can't believe I can see them here, and in such large quantities!"

The courtyard is surrounded by flower beds and vegetable gardens, which are pleasing to the eye and can be harvested for cooking.

But these flowers and plants caused Yu Xiaogang to turn pale.

Bibi Dong asked curiously, "I do recognize this Qirong Tongtian Chrysanthemum; it's the same as the Chrysanthemum Steward's martial soul. But the other flowers and plants... Senior Yu, how do you recognize them?"

Ordinary people wouldn't recognize such a rare treasure, mainly because Soul Masters are usually immersed in cultivation and rarely encounter such heavenly treasures. Since they can't come into contact with them, there's no point in understanding them.

Only someone like Yu Xiaogang, who clearly has poor talent, little soul power, and little combat ability, yet dreams of turning his life around, would specifically spend time reading various ancient books and classics in an attempt to find a powerful method.

This is why, despite being a useless young master of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, he insisted on going to the Spirit Hall Academy to study.

This is because the Spirit Hall possesses a vast amount of ancient texts and materials.

It's quite simple to pester Bibi Dong relentlessly. As the Holy Maiden of the Spirit Hall, as long as he wins her favor, he will not only have someone backing him up, but he will also gain access to the Spirit Hall's resources.

Why not!

"Junior Sister Dong'er, although my Soul Master level is slightly inferior to Ghost Butler's, I dare say that my knowledge is among the best in the entire Douluo Continent."

Yu Xiaogang spread his hands and said smugly, "Do you remember when you took me to the top floor of the Spirit Hall Academy library last time, Junior Sister Dong'er? I saw a yellowed book there that described these treasures."

"The Fiery Apricot is delicate and sparse, resembling a cabbage, but entirely fiery red, a deep crimson. It is a highly poisonous immortal herb containing top-grade fire poison. If consumed together with the Eight-Cornered Ice Grass from the nearby frigid land, it could very well forge a physique that is impervious to both water and fire!"

"These Qiluo tulips are also incredibly powerful. They are known as the king of immortal herbs, capable of discerning the characteristics of all spiritual creatures in the world, commanding them, and possessing all abilities related to scent. Their fragrance can even alter a person's aura..."

Yu Xiaogang was tempted just looking at them. If he had just one of these immortal herbs, he could become rich and might even change his path as a Soul Master and become a powerful Soul Master!

There are no useless martial spirits, only useless soul masters.

Opportunity lies in the hands of those who are prepared!

Those who mocked me and looked down on me will eventually look at me with new eyes!

There are so many here, I can sneakily take one, and no one should notice, right?

"Action speaks louder than words," he explained as he approached, reaching for the stem of a tulip.

Suddenly, an extremely powerful surge of soul force sent him flying directly onto the pavilion's bricks and tiles, accompanied by a clear, cold female voice:

"You filthy humans, don't touch us!"

"Ooh~ Holy crap, hiss... ugh~"

A graceful arc streaked across the blue sky, though the figure looked disheveled and sleazy.

Yu Xiaogang finally landed on the pavilion and sat on the cone-shaped top of the pavilion. A strange pain came from his buttocks, which made him cry out involuntarily.

In an instant, look! The chrysanthemums are in full bloom!

"Damn it! It's bad enough that a tiger fallen from its pedestal is bullied by dogs, but now even a flower can bully this master?!"

Alas!

"Serves you right," Ghost said calmly.

They don't even know the basic etiquette of being a guest.

Just then, Su Ze came out of the house carrying a pot of hot tea, a knowing smile spreading across his handsome face:

"Mr. Yu has such refined tastes, actually sitting in the pavilion to enjoy the breeze and scenery."

Yu Xiaogang nodded awkwardly: "Ah, that's right, the higher you stand, the farther you can see. The scenery of this manor is really beautiful. You've managed it very well, young man!"

Yu Xiaogang could only suffer in silence, unable to express his bitterness. He stood up despite the pain, but made a sound like gas escaping from his duodenum, his face full of bitterness.

"Once we've enjoyed the scenery enough, let's come down and have some tea together. This is my favorite tea; would you all like to try it?"

Su Ze seemed to sense that Yu Xiaogang had something difficult to say, so he didn't urge him. Although he didn't like him very much, based on his understanding, Yu Xiaogang was a very selfish guy who used other people's feelings to achieve his own goals.

But as a simple farmer, one should still give guests basic respect and not be immoral just because others lack manners.

Yu Xiaogang's legs trembled, his mind filled with desire. A sudden thought flashed through his mind, and he covered his buttocks as he asked, "Young man, a man has to relieve himself. May I ask where the toilet is?"

Su Ze pointed to the back of the small farmyard and said, "It's over there, not far."

Thank you.

Yu Xiaogang went away with a bumpy ride.

"This guy is cunning, greedy, and useless; he's beyond saving."

Ghostly's already dark face became even more gloomy, and I always felt that this guy had ulterior motives for approaching Her Highness the Holy Maiden.

"People are not of high or low status, but each has their own destiny. Let it be."

Su Ze skillfully poured a cup of tea for Gui Mei and Bibi Dong, and politely said, "There are different varieties of tea, mainly black tea, white tea, green tea, yellow tea, dark tea, oolong tea... Each has its own unchanging characteristics and qualities, but my tea is different. It is called Nine-Color Tea. In the eyes of different people, it is a different color."

"Wow! Is it really that amazing?!"

Bibi Dong found it very strange, picked it up and looked at it from all angles, then asked the ghost, "What color is this tea in your eyes, Ghost Butler?"

The ghost answered truthfully: "Black, murky black."

"Oh! What I see is purple, a very deep purple!"

Bibi Dong's eyes sparkled with girlish light and curiosity. She looked at Su Ze and felt that this older brother, who looked only a few years older than her, seemed to know a lot. He was smarter than the senior who called himself "Master", and he was also more handsome and stronger!

"It seems that this should represent the color of our soul power, or rather, the attribute of our martial soul."

As expected of a Soul Emperor, Ghostly Demon quickly grasped the essence of things after a moment's thought and muttered to himself.

His martial spirit is named after him, and it is unprecedented—Ghostly, of the dark attribute, and what you see is black.

Her Highness's twin martial souls—Death Spider Emperor and Soul Devouring Spider Emperor—possess both dark attributes and royal nobility, and are deep purple in color.

When the purple deepens, it turns black.

"Brother Su Ze, what color did you see?" Bibi Dong asked expectantly.

"Me?"

Su Ze smiled and said, "Guess why I know it's called Nine-Colored Tea?"

Su Ze gently stroked Bibi Dong's delicate nose, feeling that Bibi Dong in her youth was full of spirit, wearing her heart on her sleeve, and harboring no hatred.

Yet this child possesses the bearing of a pope!

However, this casual remark shocked the ghost:

This farm boy named Su Ze actually possesses nine different martial soul attributes?! How is that possible?!

Does he have nine different martial souls?

Impossible, absolutely impossible!

He was probably joking, or perhaps his martial soul contained nine elemental powers, which is possible, as long as the nine soul rings were taken from soul beasts with different elemental powers.

Ghost thought to himself, if he hadn't come here in person, he would never have dreamed that there was such a magical manor and such an unparalleled young man on the Douluo Continent.

To put it bluntly, even His Holiness the Pope cannot compare to this peasant boy!

Could this be the meaning of "minor hermits hide in the mountains, major hermits hide in the countryside"?

Bibi Dong blushed slightly after being brushed by Su Ze's large hand, feeling somewhat shy.

As a genius, one is always lonely, admired, and glamorous. When she does something or does something she has never experienced before, the effect is often quite good.

"Alright, let's have some tea. Just a friendly reminder, not only does the nine-color tea change color, but the taste also varies from person to person."

Su Ze said calmly, he didn't feel any burden in his heart, he just thought the girl who was not yet twelve years old was a little cute.

"yeah?"

Tea that can change flavor?

Bibi Dong eagerly took a small bite, then looked at the ghost.