Fallacies in the Tavern, Part 1 (Newbie Please Vote TvT)

Fallacies in the Tavern, Part 1 (Newbie Please Vote!!! TvT)

Ah Yin wanted to go too, but thinking of how insufficient her cultivation was, she could only send Ye Wen and the others off in a huff.

I'm not convinced. Next time, I'm definitely going. (`~)

Although the journey was long, there were no twists or turns along the way. After all, they had a whole carriage full of soul masters.

Among them was even a Soul Saint, a powerful figure exceedingly rare across the continent.

The group included eight personal disciples, along with Lan Lan and Qianqian. Though neither of them was particularly lively or active, they still wanted to attend this grand gathering of soul masters from across the continent, so Ye Wen brought them along.

As for Elder Ye Buyi, he was too old to endure the hardship of the bumpy journey and declined.

Meanwhile, Heavenly Path Medical Hall was left in Elder Ye Buyi's care. After several months of medical records, Ye Wen had already developed effective medicines.

Elder Ye Buyi also had a sharp eye and could easily identify common illnesses. He only needed to prescribe medicine according to the ailment. As for external injuries, few people in Nuoding City suffered extensive wounds in the first place, since there was no Soul Fighting Arena here that required people to fight.

After more than a month, they finally reached the borders of Spirit City. Looking at the towering white walls and the magnificent medieval Western-style architecture, Ye Wen narrowed his eyes.

"As expected of the continent's number one soul master force. They built an entire city for themselves. Truly impressive."

At that moment, Dugu Bo stepped forward and said to Ye Wen, "Once we enter, even I won't be able to protect all of you completely, so you'd best not cause trouble.

"But there's no need to worry too much. Spirit City is different from the imperial capitals of the two great empires. The rules here are absolute.

"Soul masters may not bully commoners, much less attack at will within the city. Otherwise, the Enforcement Team isn't one to be trifled with."

Ye Wen smiled and nodded. He knew his own disciples best. Every one of them was educated and sensible, not troublemaking pests like Xiao Wu in the original work.

After simply paying the entrance fee, they entered the city. An air of grandeur immediately greeted them. Compared to the Heaven Dou Imperial Capital Ye Wen had visited before, Spirit City's cleanliness was undoubtedly far more satisfying.

The streets were neat, and the residents passing by all wore relaxed, carefree expressions. It was clearly a peaceful place.

Fortunately, they had arrived in Spirit City a month before the finals began, and hotel prices had not yet risen. The group quickly arranged long-term lodging and began strolling through this holy city, renowned throughout the continent.

It had to be said that seeing such an orderly city in this era truly moved Ye Wen.

In this city, soul masters did not oppress commoners, and every merchant could conduct business normally. All manner of shady characters were nowhere to be seen.

Thinking of how, if Spirit Hall truly unified the continent forty years later, and could carry on such governance, it would undoubtedly be a tremendous advancement in the history of Douluo civilization.

Unfortunately, Tang San was born, plunging the world into chaos. The nobles' corrupt ways ran rampant, and by the time of Douluo II, things had become unbearable to behold. The chaos caused by Evil Soul Masters lasted for ten thousand years, poisoning generations upon generations across the Douluo Continent.

A month later, the once-spacious central avenue was now packed with traffic as exquisitely designed carriages rolled into Spirit City.

Among them were all kinds of emblems: those of the Heaven Dou Imperial Family and the Star Luo Imperial Family, the insignias of various academies, and even carriages belonging to certain sects and factions.

"The tournament is finally about to begin."

"Yeah. I wonder what sort of prodigies will appear this year."

"Ha, what's there to guess? Our Spirit Hall's Saintess will definitely take first place again this year. After all, none of the Advanced Academies from the two great empires could defeat Her Highness the Saintess last time."

"True, true."

"The girls from Skywater Academy are really tender!"

All sorts of discussions filled Spirit City. Ye Wen found them somewhat irritating. There was hardly any useful information among them, so he returned to the hotel.

At present, Ye Wen and the others were staying at one of Spirit City's finest hotels, Shenghui Hotel. It was said to have the Angel Family backing it. No one dared cause trouble here, and Ye Wen had chosen it precisely for the peace and quiet, though it was a little expensive.

Still, it was a hotel. Aside from lodging, the food in its restaurant was quite good, bringing long-forgotten pleasure to Ye Wen's tongue.

The group of twelve sat around several large tables, happily enjoying lunch on the second floor.

After such long and arduous cultivation, this sudden shift to such a leisurely travel life made the disciples feel as though their bones were about to melt.

However, Ye Wen did not let them relax too much. Though balancing work and rest was certainly right, excessive relaxation was not. Thus, whenever they had free time, Ye Wen sent them to Spirit City's Soul Fighting Arena to train in actual combat.

Although there were many powerful soul masters here, Ye Wen's carefully trained disciples were no pushovers either. While they could not win every match, they won more than they lost overall, earning Ye Wen several tens of thousands of Gold Soul Coins.

With the gains offsetting the expenses, this trip to Spirit City was basically free.

Just then, the sound of people coming upstairs suddenly drifted up from below. At first, no one paid it any mind. After all, this was a restaurant, and quite a few people were seated at nearby tables.

But then they suddenly heard a young voice speaking with great confidence.

"Your Highness the Saintess, let me tell you. I've discovered that the First Soul Ring should be four hundred and twenty-three years, the Second Soul Ring seven hundred and sixty-four years, the Third Soul Ring one thousand seven hundred and sixty years, the Fourth Soul Ring five thousand years, the Fifth Soul Ring twelve thousand years, the Sixth Soul Ring twenty thousand years, the Seventh Soul Ring fifty thousand years, the Eighth Soul Ring below one hundred thousand years, and the Ninth Soul Ring around one hundred thousand years.

"So when you hunt your Sixth Soul Ring, you absolutely must not exceed twenty thousand years. Otherwise, you won't be able to endure it."

"Pfft!" Dugu Xin burst out laughing.

The commotion also drew the attention of the two people coming upstairs.

They were a man and a woman. The woman was beautiful, with a hint of the forcefulness of a strong career woman. Her slightly wavy golden hair hung straight down to her waist. The man was comparatively ordinary, with a close-cropped haircut that made him look somewhat capable. He was not ugly, though, and had a bit of a puppy-dog look.

Ye Wen glanced at the two of them and immediately guessed who they were.

Though many years had passed, Bibi Dong's aura of strength and youth had not changed. As for the fellow beside her, confidently prattling on about soul ring absorption limits, anyone could guess who he was. Wasn't he Yu Xiaogang? It seemed that across the entire continent, only he could come up with such a theory riddled with holes—and he was still clinging to Bibi Dong's side.

Ye Wen knocked Dugu Xin on the head and said, "Don't be rude."