Tree Bears Fruit

After putting public matters before private ones, after serving as the Great Love Alliance's good leader and securing an opportunity for its development, I carefully put away the "roster" I had written stroke by stroke, a veritable treasure, and began my personal cultivation.

I took out the "Black Pottery Urn." It stood roughly knee-high on an adult, pitch-black all over. Simply approaching it let one feel the chill it radiated. It was extremely strange, truly worthy of being a product of the Hall of Souls.

I opened the lid and fished out a soul body as though scooping up fish. This man had blood-red eyes, a blue face, and protruding fangs. He roared at me, "Roar, roar, roar! You dare imprison Mad Eye Grandfather? Release me at once, or I'll kill you!"

I looked at him coldly. "Silence. You have already been sentenced to death by me."

"Brat, I'll chop off your hands and stuff them into your mouth!"

My face darkened. "A mere Dou Emperor dares act so wildly before this Dou Zong? There are many ways to die. Do you want to choose the most painful one?"

"Pretty boy, I'll fuck your ass raw!"

"Damn retard!"

I truly could not hold back anymore and cursed under my breath. Who knew what was wrong with this fellow? Perhaps the Hall of Souls had tortured him too much. His soul seemed to have developed problems, his mind thrown into chaos. Aside from shouting and cursing, he could no longer communicate normally.

I stopped paying attention to him. I had long since learned the Dou Technique Soul Burst. With both hands forming seals, I rapidly cast one dazzling hand seal after another. Immediately, I clearly sensed changes occurring within my soul.

Some of my soul power gathered together and recombined in