The Real Douluo Continent

The next morning.

Xiao Lin washed up and ate with Tang San and the others, dark circles under his eyes, before heading to the classroom to study.

This time, Xiao Lin only wanted to learn about the real Douluo Continent from the teacher.

After all, blindly believing books was worse than having no books at all.

Sometimes, the content in books was too vague, and he still needed professional teachers to explain it.

If the teacher's lessons turned out to be no better than the knowledge Xiao Lin could gain from reading on his own, then he might just skip class.

Then, even though he skipped class, beat up classmates, and beat up Yu Xiaogang, he would still be a good student and good child in the eyes of the dean and Grandpa Old Jack. (crooked-mouth grin)

Upon arriving at the classroom, Xiao Lin looked around before choosing a seat in the last row, near the back door.

That seat would make it easier for him to skip class.

Meanwhile, Tang San and Rogue Rabbit Xiao Wu sat together in the middle of the classroom.

Their relationship could be traced back to last night's blanket incident.

Perhaps it was the will of the great universe; Tang San and Xiao Wu had still ended up together.

If Xiao Lin did not interfere, the two of them would continue developing according to the plot of the Original Timeline.

But it did not matter. Xiao Lin had never been interested in the Soul Ring or soul bone of a Soft Bone Rabbit.

He only had eight Soul Ring slots left. Excluding the Seventh Soul Ring, Martial Soul Avatar, he had only seven.

How could he possibly have room to absorb a Soft Bone Rabbit's Soul Ring?

And as for soul bones, a Soft Bone Rabbit's soul bone was not worth a hair compared to an External Soul Bone.

Besides, the education Xiao Lin had received made it difficult for him to feel any killing intent toward Xiao Wu, who had already taken human form.

Was a soul beast that had transformed into a human still a human, a soul beast, or half-human and half-soul beast?

Then was Tang San human, or half-human and half-soul beast?

Xiao Lin did not want to waste his energy agonizing over such matters. Lowering his head, he continued reading the books he had borrowed yesterday while the teacher had yet to arrive.

The books he had borrowed yesterday were quite interesting, describing many things from other parts of Douluo Continent.

For example, aside from the Soul Hunting Forests established by Spirit Hall, the Two Great Empires each had their own Soul Beast Forests.

The other duchies of the Heaven Dou Empire were the same.

Aside from that, Xiao Lin was very interested in one particular soul beast mentioned in the books.

It was in a biography, the account of a Soul King who had traveled across various lands in order to make a breakthrough.

In it, the Soul King wrote about a place called Thunderbolt Canyon, also known as Thunder Canyon.

And in that place was a powerful Plant-Type Soul Beast called the Thunderous Underworld Vine, which attracted lightning.

It was a place that had never appeared in Xiao Lin's original memories, a soul beast he had never heard of, and also one of the reasons he had come to the classroom to attend lessons today.

Perhaps it was territory from Douluo content that Xiao Lin had never seen.

Thunderbolt Canyon, or Thunder Canyon, was just as Xiao Lin had initially imagined it.

True to its name, it was a place constantly struck by lightning, with thunderbolts falling nonstop twenty-four hours a day. It was also located near the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan's sect grounds.

The location, climate, and environment of this place were terrifying, completely at odds with the geography and science Xiao Lin remembered.

As far as Xiao Lin knew, lightning formed when warm, damp air rose into the sky, condensed, collided with other water vapor to generate electrical charges, ionized, and then formed thunderclouds and lightning.

But Thunder Canyon had no place capable of generating such warm air currents.

It simply had lightning—lightning that had continued day after day, year after year, without end.

This environment was different from a volcano. At least volcanoes had the heat within the Earth's core, magma, and so on to create their high-temperature environments.

Thunder Canyon was more like the permanent environmental changes Xiao Lin had seen on Icefire Island in his previous life, created by two navy admirals.

So Xiao Lin guessed that the so-called Thunder Canyon had most likely been caused by something similar.

Take the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well as a reference. Though it was not as large as Thunder Canyon, the quality of its energy was extremely high.

That strange yin-yang cauldron it had created allowed countless Immortal Herbs to grow. Ten thousand years in the future, those Immortal Herbs had even become soul beasts with Hundred-Thousand-Year cultivation.

It seemed that Huo Yuhao's ice-attributed Immortal Herb had possessed two hundred thousand years of cultivation. Such terrifying power was remarkably similar to Thunder Canyon.

It was just that Thunder Canyon's power was more dispersed, though its duration was no less impressive.

According to the story recorded in the book, Thunder Canyon had possessed lightning ever since Douluo Continent had a recorded history, and the lightning strikes had never stopped.

Moreover, the story in the book had taken place nearly two hundred and fifty years ago.

Could the lightning in Thunder Canyon have been striking for more than two thousand years already? It was now Douluo Calendar 2637.

Or had it existed for even longer?

If so, could there be a Thunder Dragon King beneath Thunder Canyon?

Or perhaps it was an inheritance site left behind by a Thunder God?

No matter what, Xiao Lin would have to make a trip to Thunder Canyon in the future.

For no other reason than the speed of lightning-attribute Soul Beasts.

His Imprisoning Dragon Staff soul ring needed to balance both speed and strength. Strength was easier to deal with, but he had rarely encountered speed-type Soul Beasts.

Just as Xiao Lin's thoughts began to wander, a young man under thirty walked into the classroom.

Having gone through student life before, Xiao Lin immediately tucked the book in his hands into the drawer, pretending that nothing had happened.

Even though he had not been a student for years, his instinct for sensing teachers was still there.

The young man walked straight to the podium and placed his teaching materials on the desk. Narrowing his eyes slightly, he swept his gaze around the room. Seeing that everyone had arrived and the students had quieted down, he wrote his name on the blackboard: Lin Quan.

"I am your Head Teacher, Lin Quan, a level 25 Soul Grandmaster. My Martial Soul is a writing brush. For the next six years, you will be my students. Now, introduce yourselves. The Classmate by the wall in the first row, you go first."

"Hello, everyone. I'm Jin Lai. My Martial Soul is a Rolling Pin. I'm from Notting City's Jin Lai Noodle Shop..."

"Hello, everyone. My name is..."

Before long, it was Xiao Lin's turn to introduce himself.

"I'm Xiao Lin."

Xiao Lin had no desire to interact too much with these classmates. After casually giving his name, he sat back down and secretly resumed reading his book.

"My name is Xiao Wu, as in dancing. My Martial Soul is the Soft Bone Rabbit. You can call me Sister Xiao Wu. From now on, Sister Xiao Wu will look after you."

"My name is Tang San."

Like Xiao Lin, Tang San had no interest in his classmates, so he did not even mention his Martial Soul.

Soon, after the entire class had finished introducing themselves, Lin Quan used his Martial Soul to record all the students' information.

"Alright, now that everyone knows each other, let me explain our schedule. We have classes every morning. In the afternoons, whether you rest or cultivate is up to you. We have classes five days a week, weekends off, and two terms per year."

"Also, today's lesson is meditation."

Using his Martial Soul, Lin Quan wrote the words "Meditation" on the blackboard. The moment Xiao Lin saw them, he felt many distracting thoughts vanish at once.

Impressive. No wonder Lin Quan could be a teacher.

Six-year-old children were at their most restless. With a teacher like this guiding them, their class would certainly progress faster than the others.

At last, Xiao Lin was no longer studying in the worst class.

But before long, Xiao Lin secretly went back to reading his new book.

A course like meditation was no longer worth his time to study.

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