My Sign-in Life in Douluo

"Ding, congratulations to the host for a successful check-in. Reward: ten packs of Xuanhemen. Your charm increases by 50% while smoking."

"Hey, System, are you messing with me? I risked my life for this ten-thousand-year spirit ring, and you give me ten packs of cigarettes? You should have at least given me twenty." Jiang Siming complained.

"The system is becoming less and less humane these days; this host gig is getting harder and harder to do," Jiang Siming said with a feigned melancholy.

The spirit ring provided to Jiang Siming by the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger granted the spirit skill: Prison. Anyone who enters Jiang Siming's prison has all their attributes reduced by 50%. This spirit skill can be considered an overpowered existence. The only pity is that this skill does not distinguish between friend and foe. Except for Jiang Siming, everyone else suffers a 50% reduction.

Jiang Siming looked at the corpse of the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger and lit a cigarette with a backhand motion. Just as he was preparing to leave for the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well, he suddenly felt hungry.

"Damn, do these cigarettes also have the function of a Digestive Tablet?" Jiang Siming muttered to himself.

Coincidentally, there was still a spirit beast carcass nearby.

Jiang Siming ultimately decided to roast the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger and eat it before leaving.

Just as Jiang Siming was about to cut off the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger's rear, since spirit beasts aren't human and can't wipe themselves clean with paper, he swung his sword down, only to be met with the buzzing sound of metal clashing against metal.

"Could it be? A Spirit Bone." Jiang Siming placed the other meat on the grill and then reached in to dig around.

"Damn, it really is a Spirit Bone. And it's in the rear? An external spirit bone?" Jiang Siming said helplessly.

"It wouldn't be the Evil God Hook, would it? If so, I've hit the jackpot." Jiang Siming thought, looking at the Evil God Hook of the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger, only to see it shattered into pieces.

"It seems it really is the Evil God Hook." Jiang Siming felt a little excited.

"Could it be that my smoking posture is too cool? Even the heavens couldn't bear to let me lose such an opportunity, which is why they made me feel hungry?" Jiang Siming took another deep drag of his cigarette.

"Better absorb it quickly, lest complications arise."

Jiang Siming sat cross-legged, familiar with the process, and began to absorb the external spirit bone.

An hour later.

Jiang Siming opened his eyes abruptly. A long, barbed tail extended from his back, shimmering with a black luster and looking extremely sinister. A burst of extremely evil energy erupted from his entire body.

"I didn't expect this external spirit bone to grant me another skill." Evil Aura: within the range of Jiang Siming's evil aura, negative emotions are amplified tenfold, and attack power is increased by 50%. Aside from the skill, the Evil God Hook itself can manifest as the Evil God Thorn.

"Today is a huge profit. I'll head to the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well to see if I can scavenge a bit more. From now on, I, Jiang Siming, am heading toward a happy life." Jiang Siming took a few bites of the already roasted Dark Demon Evil God Tiger and then leaped toward the mountaintop.

Arriving at the cave entrance, the extreme contrast between the intense cold and the intense heat rushed toward him. The surrounding area was also filled with a rich medicinal fragrance.

Jiang Siming looked at the various medicinal herbs, all emitting a rich scent. He saw them with his eyes, but felt anxious in his heart.

"I don't have a Soul Tool that can store living things. What do I do? A wasted trip." Jiang Siming said, unwilling to give up.

Just as Jiang Siming was hesitating, a voice suddenly appeared: "Kid, you have quite the nerve."

Jiang Siming was startled, but since he didn't sense any killing intent, he didn't panic.

Jiang Siming looked closely and saw an old man with long, ink-green hair. Nine spirit rings floated in front of him; he was clearly a Title Douluo.

"This must be Dugu Bo," Jiang Siming thought to himself.

Dugu Bo didn't harbor any murderous intent toward Jiang Siming; he was merely curious about how this kid had managed to break through his Poison Barrier.

Dugu Bo was also surprised by Jiang Siming's reaction to the immortal herbs. If it were an ordinary spirit master, they would have already been unable to resist picking them. Without specialized storage devices, the spiritual energy would dissipate quickly. If someone wasted such immortal items, Dugu Bo would have slaughtered them on the spot. Furthermore, the fact that Jiang Siming could remain calm in front of a Title Douluo meant he was either from a major power, possessed real strength, or was truly ignorant and fearless. Dugu Bo preferred to believe the former two. Otherwise, if even an idiot could break his Poison Barrier, he would lose all face.

"Kid, how did you break through my Poison Barrier?" Dugu Bo asked coldly.

Jiang Siming, having sensed no killing intent, felt much more at ease, though he didn't dare to relax and remained ready to counterattack or flee. He replied, "I have been immune to all poisons since I was a child, and no medicine or stone can affect me, so I didn't feel the harm of the Poison Barrier."

As soon as he opened his mouth, Jiang Siming regretted it. Damn, I'm definitely going to be detained now. My mouth is too loose. Jiang Siming smiled bitterly in his heart, but on the surface, he maintained a calm appearance.

"Heh, kid, there should be a limit to bragging. I have roamed the world for a lifetime and have never seen such a constitution."

Jiang Siming could only bite the bullet and say, "Just because you haven't seen it, Senior, doesn't mean it doesn't exist."

"Good! You have guts. Then I'll give you a chance. You may choose any herb here. If you eat it and remain unharmed, I will let you leave. How about that?"

"I will follow your arrangements, Senior." Dugu Bo cast a look of appreciation, but Jiang Siming felt miserable inside. He could only hope that his luck was good enough or that the killing power of the Luxian Sword would work fast enough to erode the toxins.

"Good, but let me warn you. Any herb here, whether poisonous or not, could make your life worse than death."

His happy life had only just begun, and now it was unhappy again.

Chapter 15: Friendship Starts with a Xuanhemen

Jiang Siming looked at the countless immortal herbs emitting a faint glow before him, unsure of how to choose.

"This one is so beautiful, it shouldn't be poisonous." Jiang Siming bent down and picked the most beautiful one. He was a true, card-carrying member of the looks-obsessed club.

Dugu Bo watched Jiang Siming pick the immortal herb, his eyes narrowing slightly. He spoke up, "Kid, you're quite lucky. Not only is this one non-poisonous, but it can also neutralize a hundred poisons. However, even if it's not a tonic in the strict sense, judging by the size of this Aromatic Silk Beauty, it should be six thousand years old. The medicinal power is not something an ordinary spirit master can withstand."

"Aromatic Silk Beauty?" Jiang Siming muttered, then shoved it into his mouth.

Dugu Bo was already prepared to observe the spirit master's reaction after taking the medicine; as for Jiang Siming's life or death, Dugu Bo couldn't care less.

After consuming the Aromatic Silk Beauty, it wasn't long before Jiang Siming felt a surge of energy rising in his abdomen. Finally, Jiang Siming let out a burp, "Ugh," and suddenly felt a wave of comfort throughout his body, letting out a sigh: "So refreshing."

Jiang Siming turned his head toward Dugu Bo, only to see Dugu Bo staring at him in a daze. After a long while, he asked, "How do you feel?"

"How do I feel? Very refreshed, um... and my spirit power has increased by one level." Jiang Siming thought for a moment and said. Jiang Siming's current spirit power was level 32.

"How is that possible? Even if you could withstand the massive medicinal power, it's impossible to complete the absorption in just a few breaths. It's even more impossible for your spirit power to have only increased by one level. Could there really be such a unique constitution that is immune to all medicines!" Dugu Bo said, finding it incredible.

Jiang Siming hadn't expected to absorb all the medicinal power so easily either. But thinking about it, it was normal; after all, he had taken five Body Strengthening Pills, and his physical fitness was already far beyond that of ordinary people. Not to mention his spirit rings—two thousand-year and one ten-thousand-year—which were freakishly strong. His body's limit had reached an unprecedented height. Furthermore, it wasn't that the 6000-year Aromatic Silk Beauty lacked potency, but rather that Jiang Siming's spirit power was too thick, and his foundation before level 30 was too strong. It was too difficult to rely on medicinal power to improve.