Douluo Continent: I Raise God-Level Soul Beasts

Compared to her god-king level power, it was naturally just so-so.

Unfortunately, even with such immense power, she still couldn't run rampant in this manor.

The higher her cultivation level, the more horrified she became by this manor.

Because you'll always see many divine beasts whose cultivation is stronger than your own!

When she advanced to the third level of godhood, she thought she was no longer a weakling in this manor.

It turned out that the weakest group here was only level three gods!

Only those who have just been born are weaker than her!

A dignified god, here he can only bully the young!

Later, he became a second-level god and then a first-level main god, thinking that he should be the backbone of the manor now.

Unexpectedly, when she went out to take a look, she found that there were level two divine beasts and god-level divine beasts everywhere, as well as a large number of beings whose cultivation levels she could not see through.

"I wonder what level I'll be at in this manor this time."

Poseidon murmured, "I wonder if I can withstand Ze's attack with my current strength. I can try it sometime."

Try and die.

Poseidon was overwhelmed by this powerful god-king-level power.

He actually had the idea of ​​verifying Su Ze's strength.

However, this is also the thing she is most curious about in the past four years.

You can't see the top, you can't see Su Ze's top at all.

Even those divine beasts that she couldn't understand were almost powerless against him.

......

To the west of the manor, in the barren sandy land, are two grottoes.

The stone beds were rudimentary, and basic living facilities were inadequate. Most of the area consisted of loess and sand.

A strong gust of wind blew in, immediately stirring up a sandstorm.

A middle-aged man with sallow skin returned carrying a hoe and a bucket of saplings. With just a casual ray of holy light, he calmed the sandstorm.

Another middle-aged man, dressed similarly but looking even more rugged, returned from the other side and asked him:

"Brother Qian, are you finished planting?"

"The planting is finished, but the trees planted the day before yesterday have been blown down today, and the water source that was discovered seven days ago is almost dry."

Who else could these two be besides Qian Daoliu and Tang Chen?

"Looks like I'll have to go back to the agricultural college."

Qian Daoliu sighed.

Four years! They've been working here for four years!

Living conditions here are far worse than outside; they have to do the most ordinary yet most arduous work.

This is also the daily routine of ordinary people at the bottom of the two great empires.

This further solidified Qian Daoliu's belief in the correctness of his mission to discover and develop commoner soul masters.

"By the way, Brother Tang, you've changed a bit these past few days. Have you broken through to the next level?"

As the two tidied up their respective grottoes, Qian Daoliu asked a question.

"Yes, I've broken through to level 124, and my divine body is now comparable to that of a level 130 person."

"As expected, Brother Tang is still superior in cultivation. My divine power level and physical body are both around level 126."

The two of them didn't understand the intricate distinctions such as Tri-level Gods, Second-level Gods, Main Gods, and Supreme Gods. They simply pondered their own breakthroughs and strength, noting that there were dozens of levels above the Hundred-Level God Realm, with each breakthrough adding one level.

Both of them were thinking that they must find an opportunity to ask Su Ze for two books about God to read during their trip back to the farm.

The two of them still knew too little about the gods. They only had a superficial understanding of many cultivation methods and the use of divine power, and they used them with great difficulty.

Unlike Poseidon, who had the advantage of being in a better position and whose conditions surpassed theirs in every aspect.

That evening, outside the manor, the sky was filled with dark clouds, not a ray of light in sight, and a cold wind blew.

A gust of wind blew by, and on the moss-covered path, a young girl stumbled and staggered back in a disheveled state.

Her shadow was stretched long by the moonlight, making her look lonely and pitiful, as if she had been abandoned by the whole world.

Suddenly a torrential downpour intensified the desolate scene.

Her destination was none other than the Leisure Manor...

Chapter 85 The Rainy Night of Return, Bibi Dong's Divine Spear Kills Her Master (2)

"Little Purple, take me to...Brother Su Ze..."

The girl eventually collapsed at the entrance of the manor. She vaguely saw the little purple dog leisurely appearing from afar and murmured to herself.

Rainwater washed over her body, and her hair was soaked in the mud.

"Oh! Isn't this Princess Bibi Dong?"

Little Purple wagged its tail as it came over.

Although it had someone else in mind as its mistress, she was still someone its master valued.

She's the first person to be able to get her master out of the manor and not come home for a whole day!

"I really owe you. When you wake up, remember to be nice to the dog god and whisper in your master's ear to get him to feed me a few more bones."

The little purple dog exuded a purple-gold divine power, placed her on its back, and leisurely walked towards the small farmyard.

……

At this moment, Qian Daoliu and Tang Chen, two brothers in misfortune, also returned from the sandy area west of the manor in the small farmhouse.

The two looked travel-worn and, although their strength had greatly improved, their faces were full of vicissitudes. They looked more than four years older; Su Ze would believe they were forty!

Indeed, such a dry and harsh environment is very harmful to the human body.

"Young friend Su Ze, we're back! Whew~"

"Guoguo~"

At that moment, Su Ze was feeding the chickens.

Poseidon was chopping vegetables in the kitchen, preparing to make dinner.

Upon seeing Tang Chen and Qian Daoliu, Poseidon immediately used her divine sense to examine their cultivation levels.

With her divine sense at the God-King level, it was naturally not difficult for her to discern the skill levels of the two individuals.

Both are at the level of a second-level god to a first-level god.

To be honest, going from Limit Douluo to Second-Level God in four years is absolutely legendary.

Even undergoing divine trials might not be faster than this!

Moreover, the divine trials are inherited, while their divine nature is self-cultivated, making them more compatible with themselves, thus allowing them to unleash their greatest power.

"Please sit down! I'll get you some tea! Thank you for your hard work."

Su Ze also felt a little guilty. How could two perfectly fine people have turned out like this in just four years?

His complexion was yellowish, and his hands and feet, as well as his face, were covered in calluses!

It greatly affects one's image.

Furthermore, those who have reached the level of Tang Chen and Qian Daoliu are not subject to the erosion of ordinary wind and sand. Even if they are soaked in water for four years, their bodies will not be damaged.

Unfortunately, the sandstorm at You Ran Manor is no ordinary sandstorm; it is supreme divine sand, which even a god-king cannot completely resist.

Soon, Su Ze brought out two cups of iced tea and placed them in front of the two of them.

Without Su Ze needing to say anything more, the two picked up their teacups and drank them in one gulp.

They were so thirsty!

In sandy areas, water is scarce, and a bottle of water can last for half a month. Life was really tough back then.

If it weren't for the fact that even planting trees and clearing land in the sand could make one stronger, Qian Daoliu and Tang Chen would have run away long ago.

"Ah, so refreshing! This is definitely the most satisfying bite I've had all year. It's truly delightful."

"Could I have another big bowl?"

"Sure, there's plenty of herbal tea."

Su Ze took out two 3L bottles of herbal tea from his soul tool and placed them in front of them.

After drinking the herbal tea, Qian Daoliu and Tang Chen finally felt soothed in their throats, and their overall condition improved.

This herbal tea is made from premium monk fruit, golden licorice root, and grade B sweet flower, and has excellent effects in clearing heat and detoxifying, promoting body fluid production and quenching thirst, and removing internal heat and dampness.

After entering the mouth, the scorching heat that Qian Daoliu and Tang Chen had accumulated in the Sandy Land over the years dissipated by seven or eight parts, and they naturally felt refreshed.

The dryness and cracks on my skin gradually healed, and at first glance, they were indeed not so noticeable anymore.

"This is truly amazing! Following young friend Su Ze, you can't afford to lose out!"

Qian Daoliu and Tang Chen looked at each other in astonishment.

At this moment, they had long forgotten their ambition to conquer the world and dominate the two great empires.

Strength—only by mastering greater strength can one truly pursue the truth!

At the same time, under the moonlight, Xiao Zi arrived carrying Bibi Dong.

Strangely, while it was pouring rain outside the manor, the moon inside was shining brightly, casting a beautiful and dreamlike glow on people.

"Wang Wang!"

Xiao Zi called out, drawing everyone's attention.

The moonlight was hazy, but it couldn't hide Su Ze's sharp eyes.

He instantly spotted the person Xiao Zi was carrying on her back.