Douluo: Granted Ning Rongrong's Hand in Marriage, Rewarded with the Heaven Shading Method

Little did he know, the moment he raised his foot, the group of female disciples behind him erupted into an uproar!

"What's going on? This guy doesn't have a Martial Soul? Doesn't he know the Nine-Curved Heavenly Staircase requires Martial Soul assistance to enter?"

"I don't know. There's no Martial Soul fluctuation around him, but he... he really stepped onto it..."

"So strange. Who exactly is this person? Ah, Princess Rongrong is here!"

As everyone puzzled over it, Ning Rongrong, with two dark circles under her eyes, arrived as well.

Having come out to look for someone, it was far too easy for her to learn his whereabouts.

She glanced at the white-robed figure walking on the Nine-Curved Heavenly Staircase and could not help letting out a slight sigh.

Is this guy pretending to be weak while hiding his strength?

On the staircase, Ye Xingchen's expression remained calm as he steadily climbed higher.

The moment he took his first step, the Heavenly Emperor Cauldron Martial Soul within him slowly stirred, as though it were about to reveal itself.

At the same time, subtle changes suddenly appeared in the Life Spring and Divine Bridge within his Sea of Wheels.

The spiritual energy inside them suddenly surged, as if he were being infused with energy once more!

The Life Spring, which had originally only had one outlet, suddenly produced a second glimmer of spiritual light!

The seven colors upon the Divine Bridge also began to shine brilliantly!

Ye Xingchen froze for a moment before being overwhelmed with joy!

He immediately realized that the surge of spiritual energy was caused by the Heavenly Emperor Cauldron Martial Soul!

At the mouth of the cauldron, a devouring force absorbed the surrounding spiritual energy like an old ox drinking water.

Coming back to his senses, Ye Xingchen swallowed and immediately gave up on passing through this place quickly.

Instead, he took one step after another, strolling along the Nine-Curved Heavenly Staircase like an elderly man taking a walk.

With every additional step he took, the devouring force of the Heavenly Emperor Cauldron Martial Soul grew stronger, and the spiritual energy continued to surge!

All nine Life Springs lit up one by one; only the amount of spiritual energy differed.

As for the Divine Bridge, it shone over the Bitter Sea like a real rainbow!

Of course, the price of the surging spiritual energy was that Ye Xingchen had to endure immense gravity.

The cold sweat on his forehead increased, and his steps began to stagger.

For the growth of the Life Springs and Divine Bridge within him, he was truly giving it his all!

He only wished the staircase were a little longer so he could squeeze out even more benefits!

Thus, the Nine-Curved Heavenly Staircase, which appeared incredibly simple to outsiders, became exceedingly difficult for Ye Xingchen.

The disciples in the Training Room began discussing it, and some even openly mocked him!

"Who is this guy? He dares climb the Heavenly Staircase without a Martial Soul. Could he be some elder's foolish son?"

"Who knows? Look at how miserable he is. Anyone who didn't know better would think he was carrying two mountains on his back. Hahaha!"

"He came to the Training Room without a Martial Soul? This guy is hilarious. I'm dying of laughter!"

Standing among the crowd, Wang Hao revealed a faint smile at the sight.

At first, he had been somewhat wary of this person. After all, could someone whom Elder Gu Rong had taken a liking to possibly be weak?

But now, Wang Hao had changed his mind. He thought that no matter how monstrous a person without a Martial Soul might be, he could still defeat him in battle!

"Spiritual energy severely depleted. The Training Room is about to lose balance..."

At that moment, the guardian spirit of the great formation protecting the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect suddenly issued a warning.

The next second, the entire Training Room shook violently, as though it were about to collapse!

Ye Xingchen, standing on the Nine-Curved Heavenly Staircase, let out a sigh. Was this thing really that easy to drain dry?

I was just a tiny bit away from reaching the Other Shore!

Glancing at the Training Room that was about to collapse, his little face flushed red.

This staircase must be the foundation supporting the Training Room. Without spiritual energy, it's probably all my fault...

Just as Ye Xingchen was about to sneak away, he heard the roar of a dragon.

The next second, a white Bone Dragon appeared beneath the Training Room, barely managing to hold it up.

Immediately afterward, waves of incredibly powerful Soul Power surged forth, instantly filling the void of spiritual energy here!

A Titled Douluo!

Ye Xingchen smiled faintly and instinctively looked back.

Sure enough, among the female disciples, he saw Ning Rongrong and Gu Rong!

"This disturbance... couldn't have been caused by him, could it, Grandpa Gu Rong..."

Ning Rongrong's mouth hung slightly open as she glanced at the Heavenly Staircase, then turned back to ask.

"Probably... yes..."

It was hard to put into words. Gu Rong nodded with a complicated expression.

He glanced at the figure on the stairway, and his heart ached.

He had planned to send someone to probe the boy's background, but the moment the kid entered the Training Room, he had nearly torn the place apart.

Especially that vast amount of spiritual energy that had vanished without a trace—it reminded Gu Rong of what the Sect Master had said!

He sighed inwardly, growing even more curious about the secrets the boy carried.

After glancing at Wang Hao in the Training Room, he nodded slightly.

"What just happened? The Training Room almost collapsed. That's way too absurd!"

"A loss of spiritual energy? This stuff can run out too? That's really suspicious!"

"Let's get out of here. There must be something wrong with the formation. If it collapses again, I won't be able to take it!"

As Ye Xingchen slowly entered the Training Room, he let out a slight breath of relief, doing his best to appear completely natural.

He paid no attention to the surrounding gazes or the discussions that almost made him laugh.

All he wanted now was to stay quietly for a few seconds before leaving with the others.

After all, milking benefits like this was best kept to himself.

It would also make things more convenient the next time he came.

Just as Ye Xingchen was about to leave with the two support soul masters, a man about six feet tall, covered in muscles, with a square face and crew cut, blocked his path!

Wang Hao!

"Who are you?"

Wang Hao, holding a massive hammer, smiled faintly and looked Ye Xingchen over as he asked.

In his eyes, the guy before him was merely a stepping stone toward becoming a direct disciple of a Titled Douluo!

As long as he dealt with him, from today onward, he would become someone beneath only a few and above countless others!

However, Ye Xingchen, whose mind was elsewhere, merely glanced at Wang Hao and did not bother responding.

After all, he could not be bothered chatting with combat-type soul masters who were only around level ten.

He nodded subconsciously, turned, and prepared to continue down.

"You're ignoring me?"

Wang Hao froze when he realized he was being ignored, then immediately gritted his teeth and roared:

"You're courting death!"

Swinging his iron hammer, he smashed it toward Ye Xingchen!

The surrounding disciples recoiled in fright at the sight.

They all cast pitying looks at the unfamiliar fellow who had angered Senior Brother Wang!

Clang...

"No..."

Yet, apart from the piercing sound of metal and a woman's cry—

Ye Xingchen, still standing where he was, merely brushed the dust from his shoulder before looking up ahead!

Wang Hao, who had swung the hammer, had been forced back over a hundred meters by an astonishing rebound force, nearly falling out of the Training Room!

The unbelievable sight left everyone around them utterly dumbfounded!

"He didn't even move a finger, yet he sent someone flying back a hundred meters? Holy shit!"

"Did anyone see what kind of Defense Martial Soul that was? Paired with our support Martial Souls, it's practically perfect!"

"Exactly! Who said only combat Martial Souls suited us? Top-tier Defense Martial Souls are also an excellent choice!"

"It's just a pity that Martial Souls like that are nearly impossible to encounter in ten thousand years. What Martial Soul does he have?"

Ning Rongrong cried out and rubbed her forehead. Looking at Wang Hao sprawled on the ground in a miserable state, she felt a slight headache coming on.

She knew full well that he possessed an unusual Cauldron Martial Soul, exceptional in both defense and offense!

Its defensive power alone could already rival that of a Soul Elder!

Wasn't a level-fifteen soul master challenging him simply asking for humiliation?

She sighed softly, turned around, and muttered:

"Grandpa Gu Rong, this guy isn't simple. Let Rongrong figure him out herself!"

"You should take a rest. No need to trouble yourself!"

After tossing out those words, Ning Rongrong left in a huff.

Gu Rong, left standing there, scratched his head. Watching Rongrong leave in anger, he could not help but sigh.

That child was eccentric and clever beyond measure. Nothing could be hidden from her.

He glanced at Wang Hao lying on the ground, a trace of disdain appearing in his eyes.

Ye Xingchen, clad in flowing white robes and ethereal as an immortal, left Gu Rong full of admiration.

The instant that hammer came down, Gu Rong's strength allowed him to see a cauldron on the boy's body!

The cauldron had three legs and round handles, carrying an air of grandeur. At a glance, it was clearly no ordinary martial spirit!

What astonished him most was that there were no Soul Rings on this fellow's martial spirit!

What kind of monstrous genius could defeat a fifteenth-level soul master without relying on Soul Rings?

Deeply shocked, Gu Rong shook his head. He gradually began to believe that wild claim about becoming a god without relying on a martial spirit!

In the Training Room, Ye Xingchen let out a faint sigh. Glancing at Wang Hao, who lay on the ground, he slowly walked over.

The moment he drew close, he asked softly:

"Why did you attack me?"

"You had killing intent just now. If you can't give me a reason, you'll die!"

Hearing this, Wang Hao, lying on the ground, revealed a trace of self-mockery.

When he had swung his hammer just now, he had thought victory was certain with a single blow!

Who would have thought that the moment the hammer drew near, his martial spirit felt as though it had slammed into an iron wall.