Demon Subduing and Thousand Jun Douluo

"Your Martial Soul is quite unusual. It's clearly so heavy, so why do you wield it so easily?"

After Ye Xiaobao explained that his Golden Cudgel could freely alter its weight, Demon Subduing Douluo found it rather strange as well.

The Haotian Hammer's defining trait was its weight. It weighed five hundred jin upon awakening, and its weight increased further with every Soul Ring absorbed.

This was the first time he had ever seen a Tool Martial Soul capable of changing its own weight.

After understanding Ye Xiaobao's Martial Soul, the two did not waste any words and immediately laid out a training plan.

During the day, he would learn staff techniques and all kinds of combat skills.

At night, he would cultivate in a fixed gravity formation, while his sleep was reduced to four hours.

Originally, Thousand Jun and Demon Subduing Douluo had thought that with such intense training, the child would be unable to endure it for even a day.

Yet Ye Xiaobao's diligence won the two men's admiration. For someone so young to possess such determination, his future was boundless.

Over the following days, Ye Xiaobao directly entered a desperate training mode.

"Weak. Too weak!" Those were the words Thousand Jun Douluo said most often.

At the beginning, Ye Xiaobao knew nothing except how to swing his staff. The display looked impressive, and the staff whistled through the air, but there was no method to it at all.

The two patiently taught him, while Ye Xiaobao's progress left them utterly astonished. No matter what fighting method he learned, he grasped it immediately. Moreover, the characteristics of his Martial Soul often allowed ordinary staff techniques to unleash extraordinary power.

Later, he began taking turns sparring with the two Douluo.

Demon Subduing Douluo had an especially wicked sense of humor. Before hitting him every time, he would tell Ye Xiaobao exactly where he intended to strike, yet Ye Xiaobao still could not defend against it.

His buttocks in particular became a heavily targeted disaster zone.

Such high-intensity training every day would have driven an ordinary person to collapse long ago, but Ye Xiaobao enjoyed every moment of it.

It was not that he had masochistic tendencies. Rather, he could feel his combat strength improving enormously every single day.

He understood it all too clearly. In the Douluo world, what right or wrong was there? There was only strength.

Whoever had the bigger fist had the right to speak.

Was Spirit Hall necessarily in the wrong? Although Tang San could be rather hypocritical, there was one thing he had gotten right: strength spoke for itself.

Strength represented the right to speak.

After spending a long time together, Ye Xiaobao's physical recovery ability also left Thousand Jun and Demon Subduing Douluo deeply shocked.

"A child with such talent, such diligence, and such terrifying recovery ability... it truly is astonishing."

Watching Ye Xiaobao cultivate, Thousand Jun Douluo could not help voicing that sentiment.

Demon Subduing Douluo, meanwhile, had a glint in his eyes.

"Sixth Brother, I think a genius like this should enter the Worship Hall and be trained by us. How about..."

Thousand Jun Douluo looked at his disappointing younger brother and rebuked him.

"Do not speak nonsense."

Naturally, Demon Subduing Douluo could not lose his temper with his own elder brother, so he could only take it out on Ye Xiaobao and train him even more ruthlessly.

Yet no matter how badly he was beaten on the first day, he would definitely be lively and energetic again the next.

The drive in Ye Xiaobao also utterly convinced Demon Subduing Douluo.

Although he constantly used discouraging methods of instruction, inwardly, he could not stop marveling.

My disciple has the bearing of a god!

Yes, although Ye Xiaobao had never called him master, he had already regarded Ye Xiaobao as his disciple.

Time passed quickly, and half a year went by in the blink of an eye.

During that time, Bibi Dong placed the courtyard under a strict prohibition and forbade anyone from disturbing it.

Over those six months, Ye Xiaobao consumed countless resources. Bibi Dong spared no effort in supporting him. He ate rare soul beast meat, while all kinds of spiritual herbs were supplied without end.

Ye Xiaobao's Soul Power had also reached level thirty-four. Though his Soul Power had only risen by two levels.

He now felt that he could defeat ten versions of his former self from half a year ago.

Thousand Jun and Demon Subduing Douluo had matters to attend to and were preparing to return to the Worship Hall.

Before the two Douluo left, Demon Subduing Douluo said with a face full of reluctance, "Xiaobao, from now on, you should find more Soul Masters to fight and gain experience against other Martial Souls. If anything happens, remember to come to the Worship Hall and find me."

Thousand Jun Douluo was even more direct. He took out a golden token, embedded with six powerful Martial Souls, and tossed it directly to Ye Xiaobao.

"This is the Enshrinement Token. With it, you may enter the Worship Hall directly."

Demon Subduing Douluo stared at his sixth brother in shock. Why hadn't I thought of that? He beat me to it again. This guy is too calculating. He refuses to admit it, but he definitely wants to take Xiaobao as his disciple too.

Thousand Jun Douluo sensed his younger brother's unfriendly gaze and pretended not to notice. In any case, he was the one who had done Ye Xiaobao a favor.

Holding the token in his hand, Ye Xiaobao felt deeply moved. This was the second token he had received. The first had been Bibi Dong's Pope's Token. Over the past six months, he had truly come to regard these two Douluo as his teachers.

But when he thought of Demon Subduing Douluo being killed in a single strike by the god Tang San, he silently swore that he would never allow that to happen.

Within the Worship Hall.

Qian Daoliu stood there with his hands behind his back, facing the statue of the Angel God, seemingly lost in thought.

At that moment, Thousand Jun and Demon Subduing Douluo entered as well.

After entering the great hall, the two simultaneously bowed.

"Big Brother." X2

Qian Daoliu turned around and looked at them, asking in a low voice, "What do you want with me?"

For the past half year, Thousand Jun and Demon Subduing had spent almost all their time with Ye Xiaobao. As soon as they returned to the Worship Hall, they wanted to report this good news to their eldest brother.

Demon Subduing Douluo spoke first.

"Big Brother, we went to guide Bibi Dong's second disciple..." Demon Subduing Douluo recounted how Ye Xiaobao had mistakenly consumed the divine herb.

After listening, Qian Daoliu was shocked as well and blurted out, "Only six years old! Level thirty-four Soul Power! Martial Soul mutation!"

He thought carefully. Even Xue'er's Angel Martial Soul had only just awakened when she was a little over six years old.

"This child's fortune truly is terrifying!"

Qian Daoliu also accepted the explanation of the divine herb by default. He could not think of any other possibility.

The last time Demon Subduing Douluo remembered seeing his eldest brother so shocked was when Qian Renxue had awakened her Martial Soul.

"Big Brother, that's not all."

"You know that my Coiled Dragon Cudgel contains the sealed Heavenly Awakening Golden Dragon. It is considered a top-tier Martial Soul on the continent, yet every time my Coiled Dragon Cudgel encounters that child's Martial Soul, it experiences a suppression similar to that of the Angel Martial Soul. No, the suppressive force is far stronger."

"The Heavenly Awakening Golden Dragon sealed within my cudgel becomes exceptionally terrified, as though it has encountered its natural enemy. Even the circulation of my Soul Power drops by thirty percent."

Whenever Demon Subduing Douluo spoke of Ye Xiaobao, it was as though he had endless things to say.

"Ah, if only such a fine child were my disciple."

Hearing his younger brother say that, Thousand Jun Douluo could not help rolling his eyes. If anyone was going to take him as a disciple, it should be him first. This younger brother was hopeless... If their Soul Power had not been equal, he would have beaten him up.

Qian Daoliu was also filled with confusion, silently thinking to himself, Could the mutation have turned it into a God-tier Martial Soul? No, a God-tier Martial Soul can only arise after there is a god!

Just like his Angel Martial Soul, and Bo Saixi's Sea God Martial Soul.

After thinking for a while without reaching any conclusion, he stopped dwelling on it. In any case, the child was a Spirit Hall genius. When he had time someday, he could go meet him.

It seemed Spirit Hall's golden age had truly arrived.

Qian Daoliu directly transformed into a streak of golden light and vanished.

Seeing their eldest brother leave, Thousand Jun Douluo did not want to look at his younger brother for even another second. He turned and left as well.

Demon Subduing Douluo was left alone, scratching his head without knowing what had happened.

"Why did those two suddenly leave? They didn't even say goodbye. How strange. This time, I should get some proper rest. It's been a long time since I was this tired."

After saying that, he left while whistling, looking to be in quite a good mood.

Within the Pope's Palace.

Bibi Dong sat upright upon the Pope's throne in the great hall. Three people stood below her—the future Golden Generation of Spirit Hall.

"Teacher, we have completed this phase of training. Our Soul Power has now reached level thirty. Once we obtain our Soul Rings, we can become Soul Elders."