My Sign-in Life in Douluo 3

Wang Sheng's Martial Soul is a tiger; although it is an ordinary tiger, it is still a decent Martial Soul.

"Martial Soul Avatar!" Wang Sheng roared and charged over.

Jiang Siming held a Rusty Sword in his hand, keeping it horizontal across his chest in a defensive stance. The next moment, Wang Sheng's tiger claws struck the sword, emitting a sharp, piercing sound. Jiang Siming suddenly felt a massive force slam into him. His blood surged within his chest, and he pushed Wang Sheng away with all his might, immediately swinging his sword in a wide arc. A wave of sword energy struck Wang Sheng, instantly slicing open his left arm.

Seizing the opportunity, Jiang Siming leaped up and held his sword against Wang Sheng's neck, saying, "I won."

"I lost," Wang Sheng said, feeling unwilling.

Jiang Siming retracted his Martial Soul, turned back to look at Tang San, and said, "Xiao San, from now on, you are the boss of Dorm Seven."

Tang San was stunned for a moment; he was still surprised that Jiang Siming's Rusty Sword could release sword energy. Of course he was surprised—Jiang Siming was also completely confused. The Rusty Sword definitely had more secrets. He needed to go obtain a Soul Ring as soon as possible; Jiang Siming's practical combat skills were practically non-existent.

After a while, there was another knock at the door. Jiang Siming guessed it was Xiao Wu who had arrived.

Xiao San, Xiao San, your Xiao Wu has arrived, please sign for delivery.

Wang Sheng went to open the door again. If there is a reason for being single, someone like Wang Sheng is definitely single by choice due to his own ability. Who walks through a door and immediately asks, "Let's have a fight."

"Alright, which one of you is the boss? Step out," Xiao Wu's crisp voice echoed in Dorm Seven.

Everyone looked toward Jiang Siming, but Jiang Siming indicated that it had absolutely nothing to do with him. He unloyally turned his head to look at Tang San, thinking, Brother, I'm helping you out here, and gave a cheeky grin.

As expected, the outcome was that Xiao Wu ended up sitting on Tang San's head. Amidst Jiang Siming's mischievous smirk, Tang San stood up.

"Alright, I won the fight, so from now on, I am the boss of Dorm Seven."

The first day of rowdiness, filled with shouts of "Big Sister Xiao Wu," finally came to an end.

The next day, Jiang Siming took a half-day leave under the pretext of shopping. Of course, hunting for a Soul Ring would take more than half a day, but he had to get out first. After all, his Innate Soul Power was a mere "Level 5."

In reality, Jiang Siming had originally wanted to go with Xiao San, but he couldn't wait; he had to check in again. This time, the requirement was to obtain a Soul Ring from a beast over 1,500 years old in the Star Dou Great Forest within five days. It is no exaggeration to say that this was no different from seeking death. But the system prompt mentioned he could use his second Martial Soul. Jiang Siming immediately thought, Does this mean that in the future, hunting Soul Beasts will forbid the use of Martial Souls?

Finally, Jiang Siming arrived at the edge of the Star Dou Great Forest. Everywhere he looked, there were trees and vines; from a distance, it looked like it could devour people. In fact, the number of people who die in the Star Dou Great Forest every year is countless.

Even though Jiang Siming had lived two lives, he had never truly engaged in a fight of blood and fire. It would be impossible to say he wasn't afraid, but Jiang Siming knew that even with the system in his hands, without a heart determined to become stronger, it would be absolutely useless.

"Then, come what may."

At this moment, Jiang Siming truly grew up. Perhaps he could have escaped, used his Martial Soul and talent to join a major faction, and relied on them to obtain Soul Rings; Jiang Siming would still be a peerless expert, but he would forever be a coward.

The heart of a strong person should be fearless.

Chapter 3: Three-Thousand-Year Ghost Wolf Beast

Inside the Star Dou Great Forest.

Damn it, Jiang Siming cursed inwardly. He had just entered the forest when he ran into a large group of Power King Ants. He really didn't want to encounter these "diligent" "working people."

The Power King Ant is one of the Soul Beasts that Soul Masters least want to encounter. It isn't because the Power King Ant is powerful—this type of Soul Beast is actually quite weak, mostly just ten-year Soul Beasts—but Power King Ants are social creatures. A colony has thousands of members led by a thousand-year Ant Queen. The lifespan of a Power King Ant Queen is very short, usually not exceeding ten thousand years. Nature is like this; for every gain, there is a loss. The queen's frantic reproduction sacrifices her own energy and lifespan. They cannot survive individually and rely on the colony; however, the queen does not allow any existence stronger than herself to appear, so apart from the queen, there are no hundred-year Soul Beasts in the colony.

Now Jiang Siming was in big trouble; he was surrounded by Power King Ants. He had accidentally stumbled into the Power King Ants' predatory trap.

"So damn unlucky, I'm not going to ascend to heaven just like this, am I?" Jiang Siming complained. The surrounding Power King Ants were increasing in number, but strangely, their target did not seem to be Jiang Siming.

The Power King Ants gradually converged toward the front of Jiang Siming.

Suddenly, a huge wail came from ahead, and Jiang Siming slowly crept forward. Before long, a massive Ghost Wolf Beast came into view. He saw that the Ghost Wolf Beast was already heavily surrounded by the Power King Ants.

So these Power King Ants aren't here to cause me trouble. I knew it, I'm so handsome, there's no reason for my luck to be this bad, Jiang Siming thought narcissistically.

Come to think of it, that huge wound on the Ghost Wolf Beast's abdomen must have been left by another Soul Beast; it's clearly a blade injury. The Power King Ants just picked up a big bargain, Jiang Siming thought.

Should I intercept? But I can't beat this many Power King Ants. Should I rush up and ask if they need an extra pair of chopsticks? Forget it, that would just be adding a side dish. Compared to a Soul Ring, his life was more important. Besides, this Ghost Wolf Beast was at least three thousand years old. He couldn't absorb it anyway. Jiang Siming was just about to slip away.

"Ding. Hint: The Donghuang Bell, as an artifact of the Demon Emperor, has the effect of intimidating Soul Beasts. Sensing a three-thousand-year Ghost Wolf Beast nearby, and considering the host's weak constitution, the check-in reward is issued in advance."

"Ding. Reward: Ten Body Strengthening Pills. If the check-in fails, they will be automatically retracted."

Damn it, this is forcing me. The Donghuang Bell can intimidate Soul Beasts, but system, doesn't that mean I'm also provoking the master of this territory?

"Ding. The Donghuang Bell possesses the aura of an emperor and may attract powerful Soul Beasts."

This is a scam. System, are you already looking for a new host and trying to set me up? Jiang Siming smiled bitterly.

"Ding. The current location is the outer perimeter of the Star Dou Great Forest. With the host's current strength, it is not enough to release the pressure of the Donghuang Bell beyond one hundred meters."

Jiang Siming fell silent. Although it seemed like he had been looked down upon by the system, he also began to think. With his current level, he definitely couldn't kill a thousand-year Soul Beast. Although the Donghuang Bell could suppress Soul Beasts, his strength was too low. Even if the Soul Beasts couldn't beat him, they could easily run away. Furthermore, he didn't even know how powerful the Donghuang Bell was.

"Awoo!" The Ghost Wolf Beast was already on its last breath. Blood had seeped into the soil, and the smell of blood had already spread. If he didn't decide now, it would be troublesome if other Soul Beasts interfered.

"If I die, I die. Come out, Donghuang Bell!" Jiang Siming roared, and a massive bell shadow appeared behind him. A wave of pressure instantly rippled out. Countless Power King Ants were flipped onto the ground. Sensing the aura of the Demon Emperor, the Power King Ants scattered in all directions.

Whoa, the Donghuang Bell is this awesome? Watching the Power King Ants scatter, Jiang Siming had a new thought. What exactly was the sword that could become my Martial Soul alongside the Donghuang Bell?

Looking at the dying Ghost Wolf Beast and the blood all over the ground that could attract more Soul Beasts at any moment, Jiang Siming quickly enlarged the Donghuang Bell to cover the area, suppressing the spread of the blood scent.

There's no hiding place nearby, I have to absorb it right here. I'm gambling! Jiang Siming, I bet your gun has no bullets. If a Soul Beast passed by here, he would be done for. Jiang Siming sat cross-legged on the ground.

"System, claim the Body Strengthening Pills."

"Ding. Claimed successfully. The Body Strengthening Pills cleanse the marrow and strengthen the body. It is recommended to swallow five at once. Taking more will be ineffective."

Whoa, this even strengthens virility? Jiang Siming grinned mischievously.

Life and death depended on fate.

Jiang Siming let out a long sigh and swallowed five pills at once. His whole body felt feverish, and Jiang Siming felt his body filling with power. The impurities in his body were being expelled bit by bit. His Sword Martial Soul released itself involuntarily, and suddenly, imperial majesty and killing intent formed two polar worlds.