A Level 10 Soul Tool-Lin Xiao certainly could not make one right now, but if he wanted to, it probably would not be harder than refining pills.
The soul perception required for pill refinement was far more demanding than what was needed to make soul tools.
They were not even on the same level. That was not to say making a Level 10 Soul Tool was easy, only that, relatively speaking, it was not as difficult as refining pills.
Lin Xiao's words left Du Busi and the others deep in thought. Lin Xiao would not joke about something like this.
"Xiao Xiaozi, tell me the truth. You aren't joking, are you?"
"Are those soul tools really as powerful as you say? Powerful enough to threaten a Limit Douluo?"
Du Busi still found it hard to believe. He was already a Limit Douluo, practically an invincible existence in this world. Did soul tools like that really exist?
Lin Xiao nodded with utmost seriousness. "Teacher, when have I ever joked with you?"
"Soul tools might be of no use to you, Teacher, but having them is always better than having none."
"If we have soul tools, whether we use them is one matter. Whether we have them at all is another."
"The strong are ultimately a minority. We have to consider our disciples, too."
"Teacher, you're the Sect Master now. My suggestion is to develop soul tools."
"Now that you're a Limit Douluo, Teacher, why not go and see for yourself?"
"The Sun Moon Empire, the Heaven Dou Empire, Shrek... you can visit all of them."
Lin Xiao knew that his words alone would be hard for them to believe. Besides, Du Busi had only just advanced to Limit Douluo, and he was a Limit Douluo who had condensed two soul cores.
He was in high spirits right now, so throwing cold water on him like this was admittedly inappropriate. But if Lin Xiao did not say it, Du Busi's temperament might lead him to become even more unbridled.
Hearing this, Du Busi turned his gaze toward the elders seated below. They nodded in agreement. This was a viable course of action.
Long Aotian looked at them. "Teacher, Elders, I think Junior Brother's proposal is very necessary."
"Our Body Sect should develop soul tools."
Long Aotian voiced his opinion.
Du Busi turned his gaze toward him. "Aotian, you also think we should develop soul tools?"
Long Aotian nodded. "Teacher, as Junior Brother said, you'll know what soul tools are really like once you go and see for yourself."
Understanding his point, Du Busi nodded slightly and began to ponder.
The elders also spoke up. "Sect Master, this is a matter of great importance. You should see it for yourself."
Du Busi nodded. If Long Aotian or anyone else had proposed this, he would have rejected it outright.
But it was Lin Xiao who had proposed it, and behind Lin Xiao stood Chen Ge. Du Busi had absolute admiration for Chen Ge's strength and insight.
If Lin Xiao proposed it, that was as good as Chen Ge proposing it. Since Chen Ge hasn't spoken up, he probably wants me to go and have a look, too.
"Very well. In that case, I'll make the trip."
Having made up his mind, Du Busi looked at Lin Xiao. "Xiao Xiaozi, how about coming with me?"
Lin Xiao paused, then said, "Teacher, you want to go to Shrek?"
Du Busi looked puzzled. "How did you know?"
Lin Xiao gave a wry chuckle. Du Busi really did have a special fixation on Shrek. Du Bisou's death was a knot in his heart. Now that he had broken through to level 99, he was bound to seek out Mu En.
"Teacher, the Dragon God Douluo already has one foot in the grave. He doesn't have much longer to live."
"An old dragon in his twilight years is the most frightening of all. Now that you've broken through to level 99, Teacher, you have no reason to fear him, but if that old dragon goes berserk, the Body Sect will pay a terrible price as well."
"The Dragon God Douluo places great importance on Shrek. He might burn through the last of his life to take you down with him, Teacher."
Lin Xiao's meaning was already perfectly clear. Du Busi could be said to be at his peak right now, but Mu En? He was ultimately nothing more than dry bones in a tomb. There was no need to rush to mock him.
Besides, Shrek had a Golden Ancient Tree. Mu En's soul would enter it, providing Shrek with one final layer of protection.
"Xiao Xiaozi, you mean Mu En only has a few years left to live, right?"
Du Busi had caught his meaning. Mu En did not have many years left.
Lin Xiao nodded. Huo Yuhao was fourteen when Mu En died. (PS: Huo Yuhao's age at the time was stated in chapters 216 and 217 of the original novel's Q-reading edition.)
By that calculation, he only had about two years left.
And Du Busi? He had plenty of life left in him. He could easily outlast Mu En, but he could not forget the vengeance owed for his brother.
"Heh, even so, I still have to make the trip. Let Xuan Zi take the punishment for what happened back then."
Du Busi was no fool. He was the Sect Master now. As Lin Xiao had said, Mu En only had a few years left. If he truly went berserk, disaster would befall the Body Sect.
He had to consider his sect. When Mu En died, he could simply set up a couple of banquet tables outside Shrek's gates.
With my Limit Douluo strength and Chen Ge there as well, hehehe...
As Du Busi thought about it, he began to look forward to it. He would bring the Body Sect along to enjoy the feast.
Hearing Du Busi mention Xuan Zi, Lin Xiao smiled helplessly. Xuan Zi, you're in for a world of suffering.
But asking him to come along? Lin Xiao did not want any ties to Shrek. Would going there not be walking straight into the net?
Du Busi could go, but Lin Xiao could not. He did not want to get too entangled.
"Teacher, I won't be going with you. I don't like Shrek."
Lin Xiao spoke bluntly. He would either stay away from Shrek entirely or make them pay when he did go.
"You don't like Shrek? What, did something there rub you the wrong way?"
Du Busi's brows furrowed slightly.
Lin Xiao nodded. "I simply don't like them. How many decent people could there be among that pack of sanctimonious hypocrites?"
"So, Teacher, you should go on your own."
Hearing this, Du Busi stopped insisting, but inwardly, he had already resolved to give Xuan Zi a few extra beatings when he went, to vent Lin Xiao's anger.
Xuan Zi: "I ** your ***!"
"Xiao Xiaozi, since you don't want to go, focus on your cultivation. You've only gained one level in two months. That's a little slow."
Du Busi patted Lin Xiao's shoulder and looked at the elders. "Keep a close eye on the Saint Son's cultivation. As for developing soul tools, we'll discuss it after I return."
With that, Du Busi laughed heartily and strode out of the council hall.
Lin Xiao gave a wry chuckle. This teacher of mine... Xuan Zi, you'd better pray for good fortune.
After leaving the Body Sect, Du Busi flew straight off. His destination: Shrek.
Shrek was bustling with activity. A new semester brought a fresh atmosphere, and everyone's face brimmed with smiles.
Once Du Busi entered the vicinity of Shrek City, he stopped concealing himself. He deliberately revealed level 98 strength, and the moment his terrifying power surged outward, Shrek went on alert.
"Mu En, I hear you're about to die."
"Make sure you call me when you do! My Body Sect will come to Shrek and set up a couple of banquet tables for you!"
Du Busi was that brazen. His breakthrough in strength had left him with no regard for Shrek at all.
Had Lin Xiao not cautioned him beforehand, he might have attacked outright. The fact that he was still willing to exchange a few words already showed considerable restraint.
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