Please Call Me Diga

Night fell.

Su Mutian and the three from Spirit Hall, including Qian Jixun, gathered beside the campfire.

Qian Jixun was full of gloom.

For some baseless rumor, he had somehow taken a vicious beating, and on top of that, he had run into such a freak—someone with the strength of five rings who could thrash two Titled Douluo plus him, a quasi Spirit Titled Douluo!

He had always considered himself a rare genius on Douluo Continent, but this monster...

What made him so furious he wanted to cough blood was that this person actually wanted to travel with them!

Now, he and the two hall elders were trembling with fear, not daring to say much, afraid of getting on the young man's bad side.

Su Mutian had come to Sunset Forest not only to train his proficiency with spirit skills, but also with the intention of lying in wait for Qian Jixun.

But at this moment.

It was not only the three from Spirit Hall who were full of worry. The three of them looked at the inexplicably eerie Su Mutian.

They vaguely had a premonition: the structure of Douluo Continent would change because of this person's appearance.

The reason was simple. In their eyes, Su Mutian's avatar had not revealed its realm, yet with only the strength of a rank-fifty Spirit King, he could hammer a Titled Douluo into the ground.

This was simply a walking BUG!

And at present, they still could not see his upper limit.

Perhaps only the Great Enshrined could successfully suppress him.

The three of them thought this in unison.

Could that nation called the Land of Light truly have once been so powerful?

The three from Spirit Hall sighed.

They could not beat him, and he did not play by the usual rules either.

It was truly worrying.

Su Mutian was also somewhat troubled.

"Why hasn't it come yet?"

After a long while, Su Mutian could not help letting out a soft sound of surprise.

"Come... come what?" the hall elder asked in confusion.

"Oh, I mean, why isn't this meat soup boiling hot yet? I'm a little greedy for a bite."

But what Su Mutian was thinking was this.

Why hadn't the system's voice sounded yet?

The mission line, the mission line!

Qian Jixun, such a huge boss, was right here. Don't tell me he's actually useless?

Then wouldn't all the effort I spent coming over to the continent have been a losing deal!!!

No way, right? No way.

Su Mutian's gaze toward Qian Jixun turned complicated.

Sensing the strange look Su Mutian cast over, Qian Jixun instinctively shifted his backside backward.

He was scared, truly scared.

This guy couldn't be thinking of beating him again, could he?

Was he too ugly, so he was jealous of how handsome Qian Jixun was?

Otherwise, why would he wear a mask and not dare show his face?

Sure enough, there were too many psychologically twisted people in this world!

"Young hero, no need to be anxious. The meat of this Crimson-Striped Eagle-Crested Snake is exceptionally tough. It needs more time before the flavor can seep in."

The Spirit Hall elder explained.

Crimson-Striped Eagle-Crested Snake...

"This is that Crimson-Striped Eagle-Crested Snake?" Su Mutian asked oddly.

"Yes. If it had been a Crimson-Striped Eagle-Crested Snake over twenty thousand years old, it could have let Ji'er absorb its spirit ring and reach the realm of Spirit Titled Douluo. Unfortunately, it stopped at nine thousand years."

"..."

Su Mutian pointed at the half-submerged white ball again and asked strangely, "Then what is that?"

"It is the Crimson-Striped Eagle-Crested Snake's snake egg, and a newly born one at that. It is greatly nourishing for Soul Power. In a little while, young hero, you may try some. It should be delicious."

Su Mutian swallowed and waved his hand in refusal. "Forget it. I'm not hungry."

If he had not seen the eagle-crested snake lay the egg, Su Mutian might have tried some.

But...

When there was a mental block, it was very hard to accept certain things that surpassed one's worldview.

"It's fine. There are many spirit beasts in Sunset Forest, and there are no few spirit beasts with delicious meat. Young hero can savor them slowly."

Thousand Jun Douluo forced a smile and said, "My title is Thousand Jun, Thousand Jun Douluo. I am the Sixth Enshrined of Spirit Hall."

Then he pointed at another hall elder with rough features, who bore some resemblance to Zhong Kui from myths or Yan Chixia from A Chinese Ghost Story, and said:

"He is the Seventh Enshrined of Spirit Hall, titled Subduing Demon Douluo."

As for Qian Jixun, the introduction was skipped.

Presumably, since this fellow had come seeking information to punish evil and uphold good, he understood him mostly already.

If it was truly as the young man before them had said, that he was a person who had fled from afar to Douluo Continent, then after clearing up the misunderstanding, it might not be impossible to recruit him into Spirit Hall.

It was just that the pent-up anger from being beaten was somewhat stuck in their throats like a fishbone.

But as long as he was willing to join Spirit Hall, they could find an opportunity to scheme it back in the future and let him take a vicious beating too. Then their hearts would feel a little more balanced.

Therefore, based on Spirit Hall's bigger picture, Thousand Jun Douluo and Subduing Demon Douluo forcibly suppressed this resentment.

Qian Jixun, however, had suffered such a calamity right when he was in high spirits. In his heart, it was still difficult to quell his anger, and his eyes hid a trace of grievance.

Yet he did not dare speak.

It was truly funny.

"Young hero, may I ask your name?" Thousand Jun Douluo probed.

Su Mutian thought carefully.

In order to hide his true identity.

But he was also hopeless at naming things.

It seemed he could only use his special move!

After careful consideration, Su Mutian said:

"Please call me Diga."

"Young Hero Diga!"

Thousand Jun Douluo was overjoyed.

Originally, he had not expected Su Mutian to tell them his name. Most likely, he would brush it off.

After all, he wore a mask, clearly unwilling to let others know his origins and information.

But these things were gradually being revealed by this person called Diga, which showed that he felt guilty toward them, and that his view of Spirit Hall was changing.

Strike while the iron was hot.

They had to win him over!

"How long has Young Hero been on Douluo Continent?"

"Mm... some time."

Su Mutian paused, then answered casually.

Suddenly, he looked at Qian Jixun curiously and asked, "Have you taken any disciples?"

"Ah... ah?"

Qian Jixun was dumbfounded.

"N-no."

Qian Jixun shook his head meekly.

Hearing this answer, Su Mutian was somewhat satisfied.

Su Mutian shifted his backside over, raised his head, and patted Qian Jixun on the shoulder.

Unexpectedly, Qian Jixun was startled badly by Su Mutian.

He hurriedly begged for mercy. "I was wrong, I was wrong. When I go back, I'll take a disciple right away. Don't hit me, don't hit me!"

"No, not taking disciples is pretty good."

Su Mutian stroked Qian Jixun's head and said very amicably, "Taking disciples will only affect your cultivation and take up your cultivation time. It's best not to have that stuff, or you'll regret it for life!"

"I understand. Qian Jixun will never take a disciple in this lifetime."

Qian Jixun did not dare meet the pitch-black, deep eyes beneath Su Mutian's mask, and said it extremely obediently.

"Oh."

Thousand Jun Douluo and Subduing Demon Douluo looked at each other. The Saint Son, who had always been unruly, had actually been made completely obedient by a Spirit King.

Immediately, Thousand Jun Douluo smiled and said, "Young Hero Diga is right. Taking disciples during cultivation is indeed not very advisable. However, when one's realm reaches its peak, one also needs to nurture someone as a successor."

Su Mutian looked at the two Titled Douluo coldly and said, "Not at any time."

"Uh..."

The atmosphere instantly turned cold. Thousand Jun Douluo froze for two seconds, then echoed, "Young hero is right. Ji'er, did you hear that? In the future, you must focus on cultivation and stop entertaining those distracting thoughts. Only then can you be as powerful as Young Hero and become a spirit master who surpasses the limit."

Emmm...

Su Mutian was very satisfied. He raised a thumb toward Thousand Jun Douluo. "I think highly of you. Your comprehension is very strong."

Subduing Demon Douluo's sideburns twitched, and Thousand Jun Douluo laughed awkwardly.

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