By the time Soul Masters reached the Titled Douluo rank, their potential was generally exhausted. Trying to advance further was incredibly difficult.
The most typical example was Poison Douluo. Even now, he was only level ninety-one.
If someone could help him rise by one level, he would probably be willing to serve them directly.
Of course, the prerequisite was that they had to hold sufficient status. Otherwise, given a Titled Douluo's lack of scruples, he might simply abduct them and make them serve him alone.
That alone showed how enormous this contribution was!
Over a hundred people heard this and exchanged looks. As Soul Masters themselves, they understood even better how precious it was.
"Are you kidding? Helping a Titled Douluo advance? Isn't that too outrageous? Could Master Ratio really not be human, but a god walking among mortals?"
"Don't forget, Master Ratio helped that Xie Yue advance not long ago!"
"It can't be fake. Since they dared spread word of it, it must be true. My god, helping a Titled Douluo advance—even if it were some unorthodox method, I'd willingly do it!"
"..."
The Soul Masters' eyes were nearly red as they stared at the two Titled Douluo, who said nothing now but wore smug expressions.
They could barely suppress the impulse in their hearts.
Spirit Kite Douluo's lips parted slightly, and emotions of shock and regret flashed through her eyes.
She had called those Soul Masters who eagerly went to serve as Master Ratio's experimental material dogs, yet they had turned around and advanced?
As someone obsessed with cultivation, she craved an increase in strength more than anyone.
Why had she dared call those Soul Masters dogs?
Because she believed they were wasting their cultivation time. Yet they had advanced in just one day.
In comparison, she now