Good Fortune Smiles Upon Me

Chapter 44: Good Fortune at Hand

"Seriously, what do you plan to do with that mother and daughter?"

In the Pope Hall, Bibi Dong had once again immersed herself in her work. As the Pope's little secretary, Nan Feng naturally followed along.

"Keep them for now," Nan Feng said, lying on the sofa and flipping through a comic book.

"My grand cause isn't limited to just humans; it includes soul beasts as well."

"The flames of revolution will eventually sweep across the entire world, not just be confined to a tiny Douluo Continent."

Bibi Dong's eye twitched. "Are you actually thinking of swindling soul beasts into joining your cause?"

"I have to remind you: soul beasts under ten thousand years old basically have no brains. Aside from a few special species, a soul beast needs to reach at least fifty thousand years to have even a modicum of intelligence, and even then, it's only compared to other soul beasts."

"Only after truly breaking through the hundred-thousand-year threshold and being baptized by the heavenly tribulation, gaining that trace of divinity, can a soul beast be considered truly enlightened and possess intelligence not inferior to a human's."

"In other words, aside from hundred-thousand-year soul beasts, communicating with any others is a hassle, let alone swindling them."

Nan Feng sat up. "Just because I can't communicate with them doesn't mean other soul beasts can't. Why else do you think I kept those two?"

"That mother and daughter know the forest king Titan Giant Ape and the Sky Azure Bull Python, and their relationship is quite deep. Through them, I can make contact with those two guys."

"I might not be able to communicate with other soul beasts, but the Titan Giant Ape certainly can, right?"

Bibi Dong looked at him with a strange expression. "Are you sure you want to play it this way?"

"Don't forget, they listen to you now because they have no way to resist. But if you dare to take them back to the Star Dou Forest, guess what will happen?"

"I never said I was taking them back right now," Nan Feng said.

"I can even swindle you, so why would I be afraid of swindling two rabbits who haven't seen the world?"

Soul beasts are different from humans. Although they have long lifespans, their lives are almost unchanging.

Living a long time doesn't mean they are deep or calculating; things they haven't experienced, they will never understand.

He had heard plenty of stories about seventy or eighty-year-old men being scammed into buying a house full of health supplements. Age doesn't equate to experience, nor does it equate to intelligence.

"Then you had better hide them well," Bibi Dong warned.

"This is Martial Soul City. If the people from the Elder Hall discover there are two humanoid spirit beasts here—two sets of ready-made hundred-thousand-year spirit rings and spirit bones—guess what will happen?"

"Oh?" Nan Feng found this somewhat amusing.

"Do they even dare to fight me for them?"

"That's not necessarily true." Bibi Dong shook her head.

"You aren't a proper spirit master, so you don't know how significant the boost from high-age spirit rings is. It's just like a ten-year spirit skill having no power to resist a hundred-year spirit skill, or a thousand-year skill being like an egg hitting a rock against a ten-thousand-year one. A ten-thousand-year spirit ring—even a ninety-thousand-year one—is completely incomparable to a 100,000-year spirit ring!"

"It may be just a thin line, but the difference is like heaven and earth. The quality of a 100,000-year spirit ring is enough to completely ignore any issues regarding attributes."

"So we just snatch it, then." Nan Feng leaned in.

"With you here, who would dare bark at me?"

"What if Qian Daoliu decides to make a move and snatch it?" Bibi Dong asked.

"If that old thing makes a move, I can't stop him."

"Him?" Nan Feng raised an eyebrow.

"Is that such a big deal? If the two of us join forces, who could withstand a single blow?"

He didn't know about the gods, but he had previously tried to possess Golden Crocodile on the sly and found it was no different from possessing anyone else.

Qian Daoliu dared to come and snatch things from him?

He would just possess him directly, and Bibi Dong could follow up with an Eternal Wound.

Could Qian Daoliu use Resurrection Divine Light too?

"Transformed spirit beasts?"

Inside the Angel God Temple, Golden Crocodile sought out Qian Daoliu and reported that two 100,000-year transformed spirit beasts had appeared in the Saintess Hall.

"Where did they come from?" Qian Daoliu opened his eyes.

Transformed spirit beasts, which hadn't appeared in thousands of years, were showing up in a bunch?

"It seems they were brought back from the Star Dou Forest a while ago," Golden Crocodile said.

"Bibi Dong has been having people keep an eye out for high-age spirit beasts for the past few years. A while back, a soul hunting squad near the Star Dou Forest happened to discover the tracks of transformed spirit beasts, so she took Yue Guan and Gui Mei to capture them."

"However..."

"What is it?" Qian Daoliu asked.

Golden Crocodile's expression was somewhat strange. "Nan Feng, that kid has been taking those two transformed spirit beasts for strolls around Martial Soul City every now and then. By now, almost everyone in the city with a cultivation level above Spirit Saint knows about this."

Qian Daoliu was stunned. "Strolling?"

"What is he trying to do?"

Golden Crocodile shook his head. "I'm not entirely sure, but the elders in the Elder Hall are currently debating whether to make that kid hand over the transformed spirit beasts so everyone can divide them up."

Hundred-thousand-year soul beasts are extremely rare, and hunting them is incredibly difficult. It's not that these high priests lack the power to hunt them, but once a hundred-thousand-year soul beast is pushed to the brink of death, its determination to die far exceeds that of a ten-thousand-year soul beast.

A hundred-thousand-year soul beast's self-detonation is just like a sacrifice; it cannot be stopped, and its power is terrifying. In the past, Martial Soul Hall once organized a group to hunt a hundred-thousand-year soul beast. As a result, the three peak douluo at level 96 who participated in the hunt ended up with two dead and one crippled!

But transformed spirit beasts are different. Not only can they produce spirit rings and spirit bones just like normal soul beasts, but the safety of hunting them is also much higher. The most crucial point is that a transformed spirit beast's self-detonation is similar to that of a human spirit master; as long as one is fast enough, the spirit beast can be killed before it detonates.

The two 100,000-year transformed spirit beasts currently in the Saintess Hall have attracted the attention of quite a few elders from the Elder Hall. Even he felt a bit tempted.

After all, if he could obtain a hundred thousand year soul bone, his cultivation, which hadn't fluctuated in decades, might have a chance to advance further!

"Go and discuss it with him," Qian Daoliu said.

"Two is too many; he can't handle them alone. If he gives up one, we can guarantee that the remaining one will stay in his hands."

The allure of a hundred-thousand-year spirit ring and spirit bone is something even Bibi Dong cannot suppress. Unless he steps in personally, it is impossible for those elders in the Elder Hall to just sit by and watch.

"Hand over one? Damn it, you've lived for over a hundred, almost two hundred years—how are you able to open your eyes and spout such bullshit? What exactly is wedged between your two ears?"

"Feeling lucky, are we?"

In the Saintess Hall, Nan Feng, who had been teaching Ah Rou and Xiao Wu, was amused by Golden Crocodile, who had come knocking at his door.

Asking him to hand over one transformed spirit beast as a contribution to Martial Soul Hall, and then they would guarantee that the remaining one could stay in his hands?

Have they really gotten so used to being bandits?

Robbing him of half and leaving him the other half, and they still think they're being merciful?

"What do you mean by that?" Golden Crocodile frowned slightly.

Although he knew this kid had no manners, this matter was not up for negotiation.

Either the kid hands one over voluntarily, or he won't be able to keep either of them.