Soul Master Tournament changes, Di Tian condenses a Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring! (Two chapters in one)

Meanwhile, Qian Xunji kept extending his spiritual power, tracking the source of the voice from moments ago.

A few minutes later.

Qian Xunji was furious. He had found the person who started it: a Titled Douluo of the Black Dragon Sect.

The mood among those present had already reached a fever pitch, and he could no longer suppress it.

Tang Chen's expression shifted. He was somewhat dissatisfied with the proposal.

But all the smaller sects were clamoring so loudly, and in such a setting, he could hardly object outright.

He stared at Tuo Ba Yun and said, "Sect Master Tuo Ba, you can see how excited everyone is. Since you've decided to offer Whale Rubber as a Soul Master Tournament reward, isn't this a little too little?"

As he spoke, Tang Chen made no attempt to hide the greed in his eyes.

At those words, the people below understood what Tang Chen meant and shouted their agreement:

"That's right! Sect Master Tuo Ba is generous! Give us another few dozen tons of Whale Rubber!

That's right!

That's right, another few hundred tons!"

The clamor came in wave after wave.

Tuo Ba Yun waved his hand.

His drunken expression suddenly vanished.

Not a trace of intoxication remained.

Staring intently at Tang Chen, he said calmly, "Sect Master Tang is right. We can offer another twenty tons of Whale Rubber as a Soul Master Tournament reward. What do you think?"

With those words, Tuo Ba Yun sent out a thought.

Outside the hall.

Boom!

One of the Titled Douluo, no one knew which, was the first to unleash his presence, shattering the floor at the entrance to the hall.

Then all the Titled Douluo of the Black Dragon Sect stood together outside the hall.

Their presence was wildly turbulent, not restrained in the slightest.

The sudden sight jolted everyone present awake.

Not a trace of drunkenness remained.

Everyone present was an elder or sect master, and each was shrewd enough to understand that the Black Dragon Sect had come to make a show of force.

Through one action after another, the sect was making its position clear: everyone should know when to stop.

They dared not ask for more; after all, their strength was limited.

They could only turn to Tang Chen as one.

Tang Chen himself was deeply conflicted.

By rights, with so many Titled Douluo in the Black Dragon Sect and the wealth of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, the amount of Whale Rubber they had monopolized had to be several hundred tons.

Yet offering fifty tons today showed a real lack of sincerity.

But what could he do when the Black Dragon Sect had so many Titled Douluo?

What could they do?

Without the strength to resist, they could only put up with it.

Add to that the unknown quantity that was Tuo Ba Yun, and if he still refused to take the hint, today might end with only one choice: the fish dying and the net splitting.

And that old thing Qian Daoliu still hadn't come. If Tang Chen suffered a crushing defeat here today, the Clear Sky Sect's future would be pitch-black.

He, Tang Chen, could never make that decision.

And so Tang Chen looked at the solemn-faced Tuo Ba Yun.

He cupped his hands and said, "You're too kind, Sect Master Tuo Ba. Your willingness to offer these fifty tons of Whale Rubber as a Soul Master Tournament reward is a blessing for the children."

At those words, everyone present understood Tang Chen's intention and sighed.

That was all for today...

There was no point in continuing the banquet. After exchanging pleasantries, everyone went their separate ways.

Today's reckoning had also made the continent's sects realize just how terrifying the Black Dragon Sect's current strength was.

It could be called the continent's true number-one sect. The so-called Upper Three Sects were worth less than dog shit before it.

Take the Clear Sky Sect, supposedly the number-one sect under heaven. How many Titled Douluo did it have?

Only a dozen or so.

Yet with a slight move, the Black Dragon Sect had fielded three times as many as the Clear Sky Sect.

After this, every sect on the continent felt a sense of crisis.

Neighboring sects formed alliances and went out to sea together.

To help their younger generations gain more strength, they joined forces to hunt whale beasts at sea.

They obtained Whale Rubber to nurture their direct descendants, hoping they would distinguish themselves at future Soul Master Tournaments and continue to win rewards from the Black Dragon Sect, strengthening their sects in turn.

Meanwhile.

Qian Xunji and Tang Chen returned to Spirit Hall together.

Tang Chen went to a side hall and told Qian Daoliu what had happened that day.

After Qian Daoliu had heard what had happened and all the details.

He sighed. "Brother Tang, you did all you could. In that case, we'll simply announce the Soul Master Tournament's new rules."

"All right, Brother Qian, that's all I needed to hear.

"I hear there are a few promising talents among your current generation of disciples. I don't think there's any need to hide their abilities.

"In this new national Soul Master Tournament, I hope Spirit Hall will take the championship."

Hearing Tang Chen's compliment, Qian Daoliu answered in a raspy voice, "I understand."

With that said, Tang Chen left and returned to the Clear Sky Sect.

From that day on, the old sect master also began teaching cultivation methods to the younger generation.

Three days later, Qian Xunji sent word through Spirit Hall's outlying branches.

The message stated: this year's national Soul Master Tournament was canceled.

Starting next year, the national Soul Master Tournament would be held annually. Its reward would be Ten-Thousand-Year Whale Glue, totaling one hundred thousand tons.

Different tonnages of Whale Rubber would be awarded according to ranking, with the details to be announced in six months. In addition, Spirit Hall would offer some Soul Bones as a reward for the champions.

Soul Masters under twenty-five from every sect on the continent were encouraged to participate.

Thus, the entire continent learned of Whale Rubber's marvelous use.

The sect elders all went out to sea to hunt Sea Soul Beasts, sharpening their spears at the last minute for the children's sake.

The sects threw themselves into competition.

As for the Black Dragon Sect, the instigator of this entire affair.

Its disciples continued tempering themselves with an endless supply of Whale Rubber.

They had no worries whatsoever about running short.

A very, very long time ago, Sect Master Tuo Ba had prepared an ample supply for everyone.

Those with exceptional talent could even receive Soul Bones as rewards.

All the Black Dragon Sect's disciples and affiliated sects sang Sect Master Tuo Ba's praises.

Inside the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well.

Tuo Ba Yun was kneeling on the ground, telling Di Tian about recent events.

After hearing everything, Di Tian nodded lightly. The actual situation was almost exactly as he had predicted.

With that, he immersed himself in cultivation.

He first began refining thousand-year Whale Rubber. With the scorching heat of the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well, melting the Whale Rubber was very simple.

In just three to five days, Di Tian's Soul Power rose rapidly.

Unfortunately, restricted by his Soul Ring, he never broke through to level twenty.

Di Tian wasn't the least bit worried about this.

He went on to take out the Immortal Herbs the divine whale had stored here.

He swallowed the Octagonal Mysterious Ice Grass and the Infernal Delicate Apricot together.

The six-year-old boy plunged headfirst into the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well. With the power of the Immortal Herbs, he was actually able to withstand the dual onslaught of ice and fire.

Though it caused him some pain, Di Tian gritted his teeth and endured.

A few days later, Zi JI and Bi Ji saw how hard Di Tian was pushing himself and followed him in.

For now, however, their bodies couldn't cultivate in the center of the pool.

They could only cultivate at the edge of the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well.

A few days later, at Di Tian's direction, they brought out the Soul Bones he had prepared earlier.

The Three Mountain Dragon King Torso Bone, White Dragon's skull bone, and other Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bones.

They were all Dragon Bones.

Di Tian began slowly fusing with the Dragon Bones...

Time flew, and a peaceful year passed in the blink of an eye.

The Soul Master Tournament had concluded, and on this day.

Skywater Academy had taken the championships in both the individual and team competitions.

The champions of the pairs competition were from the Black Dragon Sect. Disciples of the Devouring-Space Ao Sect had exhausted their life force to claim the pairs championship.

As for Skywater Academy in the individual and team competitions, they were simply too strong!

Their Ice Phoenix moved as if no one stood in their way; not a single person could match them!

Their teacher was the Snow Empress.

That day, Soul Masters across the entire continent were stunned.

In previous years, the champion of this continent-wide elite tournament should have belonged to Spirit Hall.

But this year, many things seemed to have gone wrong, all because of the Black Dragon Sect's appearance several hundred years ago.

Spirit Hall's younger generation, who had been slapped in the face despite being known as the strongest, all felt humiliated.

After returning to Spirit Hall, the younger generation went over the matches again and again, but found not a scrap of useful information.

As for the teachers who had come to help them train, they too shook their heads, saying their opponents were too strong.

And so, neither Spirit Hall, the Upper Three Sects, nor the Two Great Empires obtained any of the large quantity of Whale Rubber from the first Soul Master Tournament.

They returned to their respective sects and empires, bearing regret and sorrow.

They introduced new sect rules and reassigned personnel, among other measures, because another national Soul Master Tournament would be held in a year's time.

For the sake of Whale Rubber, they had to make changes and sacrifices, or be swept aside by the times...

Meanwhile, in Spirit Hall.

Aside from the younger generation's dejection.

There had also been a tremendous change in personnel.

A new Pope had taken over!

A year ago, after Secret Chamber Douluo Bibi Dong had successfully given birth to Qian Renxue, Qian Xunji thought he had thoroughly conquered his disciple with Twin Martial Souls and granted her freedom.

Little did he expect that Bibi Dong would rely on the power of hatred to temper herself in the Star Dou Great Forest.

During her time away, opportunities were everywhere.

Risking her life to hunt a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast, she devoured its life essence and became a Super Douluo in only about a year.

She also obtained the Slaughter Domain in a village and received the inheritance of someone called the Rakshasa God.

At first, Bibi Dong did not believe in the Rakshasa God, who had appeared out of nowhere.

Blinded by hatred at the time, she wouldn't believe anyone without actual power in her hands.

With no other choice, the Rakshasa God gave Bibi Dong the divine artifact, the Rakshasa Ghost Scythe, but also warned her, "If you use this divine artifact, it will burn a tenth of your life force."

"All right." Bibi Dong agreed without a second thought.

One night a few days later, Bibi Dong danced for Qian Xunji in a gown of transparent gauze, as seductive as a woman of the pleasure houses.

Her perfect body appeared and vanished beneath the gauze.

Qian Xunji was a man. How could he withstand such a temptation?

Driven by lust, he pounced like a beast.

Bibi Dong forced down her disgust and flirted with him for a long time, until the man had let his guard down completely.

First, Rakshasa Divine Power shrouded Pope Hall.

Then the Rakshasa Ghost Scythe appeared abruptly and slashed into Qian Xunji's back.

A sneak attack!

Poison gas from the Death Spider Emperor Martial Soul also entered Qian Xunji's body.

It wasn't over. Bibi Dong switched to her Second Martial Soul, her entire body radiating a dark green light. Her arms transformed into dark green spears and stabbed straight at Qian Xunji in the distance, without even giving him a chance to wail.

More than ten minutes later, Qian Xunji, a Pope of his generation, died an ignominious death.

Bibi Dong did not spare even his corpse.

Death Spider Emperor, devour!

Several days and nights later, in a side hall of Pope Hall, Qian Daoliu felt a sudden stabbing pain in his heart.

He rushed out and came to the secret chamber of Pope Hall.

Seeing his own son being devoured by Bibi Dong, his heart felt as though it were being cut by knives.

Angel Soul Power surged as he moved to kill the woman.

But Bibi Dong also unleashed the supremely sinister and evil Rakshasa Divine Power.

When they clashed, Qian Daoliu couldn't defeat her!

An injury from a century ago kept him from bringing the full strength of his Level 98 Soul Power to bear.

And after Bibi Dong devoured Qian Xunji, a Titled Douluo.

Her Soul Power broke through another two levels. A level 97 Super Douluo who could also wield a divine artifact, she had no fear of Qian Daoliu whatsoever.

That night.

Bibi Dong and Qian Daoliu talked at great, great length.

The next day, the Newly Appointed Pope, Bibi Dong, ascended to the papal throne!

The move took Spirit Hall's consecrators and elders by surprise.

Even Golden Crocodile Douluo, who knew Qian Daoliu best, was completely baffled.

The new Pope had come so suddenly.

And she was a woman, said to be Qian Xunji's disciple. What did this mean?

They all looked at Former Pope Qian Daoliu, the pillar that had steadied Spirit Hall through the storms of centuries.

Yet Qian Daoliu gave his old friends a slight nod and waved for the ceremony to continue.

Under the astonished gazes of the crowd, Bibi Dong became the New Pope.

When the news reached the various sects across the continent, they too were dumbfounded, unable to understand what had happened.

But they did not look into it too deeply.

They were all busy preparing for the next Soul Master Tournament, just a few months away.

They were rushing to train their contestants, honing their spiritual awareness and Soul Skills, and so on.

All for the sake of Whale Rubber!

Meanwhile, at the Clear Sky Sect.

After Tang Chen finished teaching the last group of disciples for the day.

He summoned Tang Tian, Tang Xiao, and Tang Hao to his room.

"Tian'er, starting today, your father must go to that unknown place and seek that sliver of opportunity.

"Perhaps I'll return soon, or perhaps there will be no Tang Chen in the future. You must make sure the Clear Sky Sect carries on!"

"Father, you..."

Hearing his father's grave words, Tang Tian understood that Tang Chen intended to seek that sliver of hope of becoming a god.

He wanted to speak up and stop him, but the words caught in his throat, for Tang Chen had already made up his mind a year ago.

"Say no more."

Tang Chen waved a hand and continued, "Now that a thorn in our side like the Black Dragon Sect has appeared on the continent, what will the future hold?

"Neither you nor I can see through it. I must stake everything on that sliver of a miracle."

Seeing how resolute his father was, Tang Tian understood that he could not persuade him otherwise.

Tang Xiao and Tang Hao knelt on the ground. "Grandfather, be careful on your journey."

The two of them took it in stride, unlike their weak-willed father.

"Good, good children. Your grandfather may be back soon!"

With his back to them, Tang Chen spoke in a heavy voice without turning around.

Then he sped away.

Watching his father leave, Tang Tian wiped away his tears and returned to the Tang Family Training Ground.

He urged on the children taking part in this round of the Soul Master Tournament.

A few days later, Tang Hao and Tang Xiao also bid their father farewell.

They said they wanted to see the world outside and hoped to find some new opportunities.

Tang Tian did not stop the brothers. With the balance of power on the continent shifting, everyone had to do their part for the sect, and his sons should do the same.

Meanwhile, in the Black Dragon Sect.

After three years of cultivation and tempering his body with Whale Rubber, Di Tian's physique was comparable to that of a thousand-year Soul Beast.

Such a physique, in a nine-year-old child.

It was simply unbelievable!

But that was not all. Di Tian had also refined part of White Dragon's inner core.

As well as some hundred-thousand-year Dragon Soul Bones.

A left arm bone and a left leg bone.

On this day, Di Tian finally began condensing his First Soul Ring.

In the center of the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well's spring pool, Di Tian felt the twin forces of ice and fire.

At the same time, he also drew out the Black Dragon Core formed from his previous life's cultivation.

It bore the five hundred thousand years of cultivation from Di Tian's previous life.

At this moment, some of its energy was drawn out by the Golden-Eyed Black Dragon King Martial Soul.

And merged into Di Tian's body.

Condensing his own Soul Rings—with the eight hundred thousand years of cultivation from his previous life, Di Tian believed he would not need to hunt Soul Beasts for at least his first six rings.

The Black Dragon Core alone would suffice.

Condensing this Soul Ring took a long time. An ordinary person could absorb their First Soul Ring in just a few hours.

But Di Tian's absorption took a full half day.

From noon until night.

The Soul Ring's age kept rising.

One thousand years... three thousand years... five thousand years... nine thousand years...

A barely perceptible trace of darkness suddenly appeared. The Nine-Thousand-Year Soul Ring was about to transform into a Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring!

Beside him, Zi JI and Bi Ji had their mouths wide open.

They were stunned!

As expected of their husband, he truly was strong.

"But can this really work?" Bi Ji could not help murmuring, urgency in her voice.