A recurring event in Douluo Dalu III: The Legend of the Dragon King-the Evil Soul Master attack

"I don't have time. You're here to sightsee, not study abroad."

Su Tianxuan knew she wanted to learn about Soul Tools, so he spread his hands in refusal.

He only wanted to be an unfeeling tour guide. If the system hadn't listed something, he couldn't be bothered to teach it.

All he had to do was show them around, find a batch of Evil Soul Masters to slaughter, and collect the reward. Why bother with all that fancy stuff? The system didn't even require the tourists to be satisfied.

"Aww~"

Ye Guyi immediately wilted.

She had grown up in the Sun Moon Empire and had always longed to use those powerful Soul Tools. Unfortunately, her talent was average, and even now she was only a Level 4 Soul Engineer.

She had finally gotten the chance to visit the future, yet she couldn't learn its Soul Tool Technology. It felt like a massive loss.

But when she lowered her head and saw the Soul Tool communicator, she suddenly remembered what Su Tianxuan had just said:

"You can ask it anything."

An idea struck Ye Guyi, and she pressed the button:

"Hello, I want to learn how to make Soul Tools."

"Certainly. I will use the plainest, most direct, least roundabout..."

Soon, Soul Tool lessons designed specifically to introduce young children to the subject appeared before her eyes, one after another.

Mm-hmm~ I'm so smart!

Ye Guyi giggled and flashed Su Tianxuan a victory sign.

Heh, you've got more brains than your ancestor.

Su Tianxuan raised an eyebrow slightly.

Although those with Angel Martial Souls tended to lose their heads over love, producing a whole succession of hopeless romantics over twenty thousand years, at least none had displayed such earth-shattering wisdom again. Ye Guyi, Yu Mengdi, and the present-day Yue Family were all reasonably normal.

Though the little fool Qian Renxue was once again amazed by the wonders of future Soul Tools, she didn't dwell on them. She was more concerned with Su Tianxuan's nine Hundred Thousand Year Soul Rings.

In the Douluo I era, Soul Masters still reigned supreme.

Right now, that was all she wanted!

So, following Ye Guyi's example, she too asked how to obtain nine Hundred Thousand Year Soul Rings.

The two of them were having a wonderful time learning, but the Soul Masters outside the sky screen were practically crying with envy.

After all, the livestream only showed wide shots; it wouldn't let them see what was on the communicators.

It was like watching a mukbang without so much as a cup of instant noodles at hand...

Outside the sky screen, in the Douluo I era.

"How can you be so selfish?! Pah!"

His eyes bloodshot, Yu Xiaogang looked up at the heavens and cursed.

He had hoped to learn something from the future and be the first to propose a new theory of the hundred greatest Martial Soul competencies, proving he wasn't trash.

But the moment he woke up, he was told he couldn't copy! How was he supposed to write it now?!

Consumed by the flames of jealousy, Yu Xiaogang vented his resentment at the sky screen again:

"Heaven truly is blind! I'm a god's teacher! Why choose a naturally evil Spirit Hall brat instead of... aaah!"

So preoccupied was he with cursing the heavens that he failed to watch his step and fell into a cesspit.

"Mmph! Mmph!"

Tang San rushed over and fumbled to pull him out.

The others felt yet another measure of contempt for this so-called teacher of a god.

"Heh, I'd say heaven sees just fine."

Ning Rongrong, who already had grievances with this group, made no effort to hide her Little Demoness temper.

Within the sky screen, the two Saint Craftsmen's lectures had also ended.

The subject matter had been so profound that the vast majority had understood only bits and pieces. They hadn't understood it, but it had sounded impressive, and they had no idea what those strange metals could be used for.

Some clever people, however, had already realized the importance of forging and metal ores and hurriedly sent people to monopolize and lock down the relevant people and resources.

None of this had anything to do with Su Tianxuan, however.

"Let's go. It's time for the next stop."

He called out to the two angels, who were engrossed in their studies.

Qian Renxue and Ye Guyi acknowledged him and followed behind him, their heads still lowered.

Zhen Hua saw them downstairs and asked through voice transmission:

"Where are they from? Why do they look like they don't know anything?"

"They have a major background, but for now, it has nothing to do with you."

"Are they your family? Be careful. A lot of people are interested in your origins."

Zhen Hua had put it tactfully. By "interested," he really meant that they wanted to find people close to Su Tianxuan and use them as leverage against him.

After all, a peerless expert with absolutely no weaknesses or attachments was the last thing certain people wanted to see.

Su Tianxuan shrugged indifferently.

He had arrived in this world with no parents, relying entirely on his own insight and devouring time to cultivate and survive. They could take their time looking. If they actually found someone, he'd even kowtow to them.

"Worry about yourself. You've nearly scared the Holy Spirit Cult to death."

One set of Four-Word Battle Armor and a red mecha every three days—give him a few more years, and none of the Evil Soul Masters below the two emperors and Four Heavenly Kings would dare show themselves.

"The Federation has even assigned me a whole army. There's nothing much to be afraid of anymore."

Zhen Hua was beaming, looking just like an old general stepping onto an opera stage, flags stuck all over his back.

The corner of Su Tianxuan's mouth twitched as he pulled open the car door.

"Come with us. We'll take you back to Heaven Dou first."

He was rather "protective" of his own money-printing machine.

Before he had finished speaking, three dark green arrows shot out of the crowd, carrying a terrifying deathly presence as they aimed straight for Zhen Hua's vital points!

The smile had yet to leave Zhen Hua's face, and the words "no need to worry" had yet to leave his throat, but the fear of death had already surged into his heart.

I'm going to die.

Even though he was a Titled Douluo and a Four-Word Battle Armor Master, that was the only thought left in his mind.

Suddenly, a thick, powerful hand reached out and flicked the three green arrows away one by one.

Mu Ye had made his move.

Meanwhile, before Mu Ye had acted, Su Tianxuan had already gotten his hands on three unconscious Soul Masters in black robes.

All three had unnatural, ghastly green markings on their bodies. Judging by their presence, they were Soul Douluo, but their foundations were extremely unstable, as though they had used some secret art that sacrificed their lives.

They were clearly the Evil Soul Masters who had launched the sneak attack.

Su Tianxuan ignored them and looked up, frowning slightly.

The next moment, a series of violent explosions rang out in the city center. Flames soared into the sky, forming a gigantic mushroom cloud in midair.

Immediately afterward, all manner of Soul Cannon shells lit up the sky and fell into the city, blasting it into chaos. In an instant, explosions, screams, and alarms all erupted together.

He could sense that more, even larger explosions were about to go off all over the city.

Mingdu had been bombed again.

"Somehow, I'm not very surprised."

Su Tianxuan's remark came out listlessly.

Mu Ye, standing beside him, also sensed what was happening. The face of the Body Sect's master and god-level mecha master turned exceptionally grim.

Faced with a terrorist attack like this, even he couldn't easily get everyone out.

"Your Majesty, what should we do?"

"Is that what you should be worried about?"

Su Tianxuan chuckled. His figure flickered constantly, and his voice seemed to come from near and far by turns.

At the same time, his saber-wielding figure appeared all across Mingdu!

These weren't clones, but afterimages left by his extreme speed!

His shimmering long saber swept past, and the high-level Soul Cannon shells either reverted to piles of raw metal ore or instantly corroded into useless scrap.

Everything fell quiet.

Su Tianxuan alone had suppressed the massive bombardment in an instant.

Before Mu Ye and Zhen Hua could breathe a sigh of relief, however, the Su Tianxuan who remained before them warned in a grave voice:

"Don't relax. They didn't go to all this trouble just to put on a fireworks show for you."

He had just confirmed that neither the Tang Sect nor the Spirit Pagoda had any experts stationed in Mingdu!

Even the War God Temple and Central Legion, which were responsible for defending Mingdu, had only Divine Brush Douluo Yu Guanzhi in command.

In other words, there were only two Limit Douluo in all of Mingdu at the moment.

He activated his spiritual domain. Its mesmerizing shimmer sealed the inside off from the outside, and made time flow several times faster within the domain.

After briefly explaining the situation, Su Tianxuan asked:

"Where's your army?"

"...I didn't bring them. This is Mingdu, after all." Zhen Hua looked embarrassed. Who could have imagined that Evil Soul Masters would dare launch an attack in the Federation's capital?

Su Tianxuan was somewhat speechless and had no choice but to hurry and drag Yu Guanzhi, Mingdu's only Limit Douluo, over.

Outside, things only looked a little messy for now.

Mingdu had been bombed so many times that, after Su Tianxuan dealt with the initial sneak attack, the capital of Soul Tools had already activated all its defense systems.

As things stood, there would be no major problems as long as it didn't take a direct hit from a level twelve Fixed Soul Cannon Shell.

Things might not be so easy on their side, though. With such a massive operation, the entire Holy Spirit Cult might well have turned out.

"Your Majesty, wh-what's going on?"

Only then did Qian Renxue and Ye Guyi come to their senses.

"Don't be nervous. It's just an Evil Soul Master attack. It's a recurring event these days; it happens every few days."

Su Tianxuan intercepted shells, pulled over available experts from nearby, and tossed Zhen Hua into an underground safe house, all while explaining things to them. At the end, he added:

"Since you're already here, give us a hand. Killing Evil Soul Masters is what your Martial Souls do best."

Evil Soul Masters?

Unlike Ye Guyi, who was eager to get started, Qian Renxue looked puzzled.

There was no such term as Evil Soul Master in the Douluo I era.

Before she could ask, two beams of ghastly green and gray light suddenly struck Su Tianxuan's spiritual domain together.

Su Tianxuan's figure solidified, and he swept his saber across, dissolving both attacks completely. But the flow of time within the domain also returned to normal as a result.

Outside the domain,

a figure surrounded by dark green skulls was charging toward them.

A figure clad in gray armor was walking slowly forward.

Behind them, other bloody and evil presences surged.

The newcomers were from the Holy Spirit Cult.

The Ghost Emperor, the Underworld Emperor, the Four Heavenly Kings, and others.