Douluo Continent: My Martial Soul, Luo Sanpao, Allows Me to Defy Fate

It's not too late to smash the Haotian Sect's signboard when the time comes.

As long as a person is alive, there are endless possibilities.

When you die, that's when you truly lose everything.

Chapter 390 The Day of the Finals

For the next period of time, Yu Xiaoheng followed his "survival" strategy.

He ignored public opinion and rarely even left his house.

But he didn't completely shut himself away in the dark.

The streets of Wuhun City are wide and clean, comparable to those of the capitals of the two great empires.

Rou'er walked ahead, holding a list in her hand, picking and choosing in front of a shop that sold rare metals and herbs.

"Boss, I want ten pounds of this star-patterned steel."

"And that calming flower, it has to be at least fifty years old."

Rou'er's voice was soft, but she was very efficient.

Yu Xiaoheng followed behind, acting as the money bag for paying.

He watched Rou'er's busy figure without asking any further questions.

Rou'er seems to be making some arrangements these past few days, doing so mysteriously, and even using up some of the savings she brought out from the Star Dou Great Forest.

Yu Xiaoheng was not worried.

In Rou'er's previous understanding, the person named Yu Xiaoheng was already dead, so her purpose in coming to Wuhun City was not to harm Yu Xiaoheng.

She would never harm the "divine messenger".

"Can you carry all this stuff?"

Yu Xiaoheng asked casually.

Rou'er turned around, raised the storage soul tool in her hand, and showed a smug smile.

"Don't worry, it can all fit."

She didn't explain the purpose, and Yu Xiaoheng didn't press her for details.

However, Rou'er's attitude of wanting to show off the origin of her soul tool while holding back was indeed somewhat comical.

The two strolled around Wuhun City, and if it weren't for the oppressive atmosphere outside, it would have been a rare and pleasant time.

……

late at night.

Inside the quiet room.

Yu Xiaoheng sat cross-legged, his upper body clothing already removed.

On his muscular back, the intricate tattoos gleamed faintly.

A golden dragon lies dormant, with two lines wrapped around it like chains.

A fiery red line—that was a fire pattern.

A purple light swirled around it; that was the lightning pattern.

He was attempting to break through to the third level of the "Golden Dragon Element Body Tempering Method".

If he can break through this level, his physical strength will experience another qualitative leap, enough to withstand more and more violent elemental power.

Even when facing Tang Hao's unreasonable Clear Sky Hammer, they would have more confidence to withstand it.

The free-floating elemental light points in the air frantically converged into his body.

Sweat trickled down his temples and dripped onto the floor with a "drip-drip" sound.

Half an hour later.

"call--"

Yu Xiaoheng exhaled a long breath, and the light behind him gradually dimmed.

Failed.

Or rather, the variety of elements is far from sufficient.

No matter how he mobilized his soul power to attack, it remained completely still.

"Peak of level 58..."

Yu Xiaoheng clenched his fist, feeling the abundant soul power within his body.

After several days of cultivation, his soul power did indeed increase, and he was only one step away from level fifty-nine.

But this very step proved to be an insurmountable barrier.

and……

For him now, if he cannot break through level 60 and obtain the crucial sixth spirit ring, simply accumulating the total amount of spirit power will not have much qualitative significance.

There's not much difference between level 58 and level 59 when facing Tang Hao's hammer.

Only by obtaining the sixth soul ring, unlocking new Dragon God abilities, or making a breakthrough in body refining techniques, is there any possibility of turning the tide.

"Forget it, haste makes waste."

Yu Xiaoheng stood up, picked up the towel next to him, and wiped the sweat off his body.

These things can't be rushed.

Since he had already made up his mind to admit defeat, it wouldn't make a difference if he didn't lose a little more time.

……

The next morning.

In the garden behind the temple.

The sunlight was perfect, shining brightly on the golden glazed tiles.

A beautifully sculpted little girl is squatting by a flowerbed, holding a foxtail grass in her hand, teasing a butterfly.

It is Qianrenxue.

The deity Qian Yuhan, who resides within her body, seems to have fallen into a deep sleep these past few days and has not appeared.

Perhaps even gods need rest, or perhaps that proud angel god is too lazy to deal with the trivial matters of the mortal world.

“Nameless Brother”.

Seeing Yu Xiaoheng approaching, Qian Renxue threw away the grass in her hand and ran over with her short legs.

She tilted her head back, her large eyes clear and without any impurities.

Right now, she isn't the scheming Crown Prince of Tiandou who will become later; she's just a little girl who longs for family and companionship.

Yu Xiaoheng squatted down, bringing his eyes level with hers.

What are you playing?

Qian Renxue pointed to the flower bushes.

"I'm watching butterflies. Grandpa is busy, only Brother Wuming is willing to play with me."

The little girl's eyes dimmed slightly when Bibi Dong was mentioned.

Yu Xiaoheng reached out and gently stroked her soft golden hair.

"I'll come visit you often from now on."

He took out an exquisitely carved jade pendant from his soul tool, with a small dragon pattern engraved on it, and handed it to Qian Renxue.

"It's for you."

Qian Renxue took it with delight and couldn't put it down.

"Thank you, Brother Wuming!"

Yu Xiaoheng looked at her happy face, but he was thinking about something else.

Qian Renxue is Qian Daoliu's granddaughter, the future Angel Goddess, and the rightful heir of the Spirit Hall.

Even though Qian Yuhan is now in control, Qian Renxue's own will still exists.

By cultivating a good relationship with her, she will become an extremely important pawn in the future plans of the Spirit Hall.

Even in critical moments, this relationship can be life-saving.

If you're going to play it safe, you have to consider every aspect.

After all, Yu Xiaoheng had already decided that he would stay in Wuhun City for more than ten years and never leave the mountain until he broke his title!

……

The final match is drawing ever closer.

The atmosphere within Wuhun City became somewhat eerie.

In previous years, the underground casinos were already packed with people on the eve of the finals of the All-Continent Advanced Soul Master Academy Elite Tournament.

Odds lists will be plastered all over the streets, and people will argue heatedly about which team to support.

But this time, it's different.

It's too quiet.

The silence was unsettling.

Several well-known casinos have all put up signs saying "Closed for business".

There are no odds.

There is no betting odds.

Even when some gambling-loving Soul Masters tried to find a bookmaker in private with their gold Soul Coins, they were met with a wave of their hands, as if they had seen a plague god and avoided them at all costs.

"No more gambling, no more gambling, no one dares to open the betting market this time."