Douluo: Neighbor Tang San Comes Over to Use My Wi-Fi

"If you don't have the vocabulary, don't say it. What do you mean by 'acting cool'?" Nan Xuan looked at Chen Gao speechlessly.

"Hehe." Chen Gao scratched his head in embarrassment.

"Once Yang Fei and the others return, we'll make a trip to Gengxin City, the city known as the Capital of Metal," Nan Xuan said calmly as he sat in his chair and opened his notebook.

Hearing that they were going to Gengxin City, Chen Gao felt a bit depressed, as he had already been there several times to deliver goods for auctions.

However, Nan Xuan had never gone on any of those previous trips. The fact that he wanted to go personally this time, and with the whole team, made him curious enough to ask, "Brother Xuan, why are we going there? With everyone moving out, don't tell me you're planning to..."

"Stop right there, don't let your imagination run wild. There are plenty of Soul Ancestors over there; even if we brought a few more people, we wouldn't be their match. I just want to take a stroll and hunt for treasures. The vacation is still long, so why not look around?" Nan Xuan interrupted Chen Gao's wild theories and said with a grin.

In truth, there was one thing he didn't say: in a few more years, this continent would become quite chaotic, and he might not have the time then.

Far away, within the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect near the Heaven Dou Empire.

A man in black handed a document to Ning Fengzhi.

Ning Fengzhi opened it and his mouth twitched slightly.

"Nan Xuan, Martial Soul Router, 12 years old. From the Heaven Dou Empire."

"..."

A few days after the duel between Nan Xuan and Ning Fengzhi, the Yang brothers also returned.

After Nan Xuan let the two of them rest for a day, the four of them set off for Gengxin City.

Once Nan Xuan arrived in the city, he activated his first soul skill to sense treasures in various places, then told them the locations so they could go and hunt for them directly. Nan Xuan felt no guilt in doing this; after all, they were all businessmen. However, he still reminded Chen Gao and the others that if the sellers were truly in difficulty, they should pay a little more and not deliberately haggle them down.

Although Nan Xuan hadn't returned home in these few years, he hadn't forgotten the village elder who had taken care of him. Every so often, he would find someone to send money back. It was only a few Gold Soul Coins at a time; after all, if it were too much, the old man wouldn't feel at ease spending it, fearing they might be involved in something bad or wondering where so much money came from.

After scavenging for treasures for two days, the group left in a hurry. Otherwise, with their current strength, if they were targeted by someone, they would definitely be finished.

As Nan Xuan had expected, someone had discovered their strange "acquisitions" over the past few days.

Fortunately, the people who came were not very strong. The highest was only a level 31 Soul Elder, and the others were all level 20-something Soul Grand Masters, nothing to fear.

The captured Soul Elder looked at Nan Xuan's group. Even though his mouth had been beaten crooked, he still threatened them: "You're done for! You actually dared to hit people from our Langzi Gang. Once our big brother arrives, none of you will be able to escape."

Nan Xuan didn't want to listen to the opponent's nonsense. He gave Chen Gao a look, and with a flash of cold light, a spear tip swept across the man's neck, and he fell to the ground instantly.

"I was still too careless. It seems that no matter when I'm doing things, I must activate my first soul skill to try and detect any suspicious figures nearby." Nan Xuan was still feeling a bit flustered inside; if the person who had arrived was that so-called big brother, they would definitely be finished.

"Brother Xuan, what do we do now?" Yang Fei asked.

Nan Xuan expanded his first soul skill, scanned the surroundings, and said, "That Soul Ancestor-level person is still about 6 kilometers away from us. If we run without stopping, he shouldn't be able to catch up. Even if he does, we'll have reached Martial Soul City by then."

After saying this, Nan Xuan and the others packed up and ran quickly toward Martial Soul City.

Nearly half an hour later, the Soul Ancestor saw the underling whose neck had been slashed by Chen Gao. Gritting his teeth, he said viciously, "Damn it, don't let me catch you, or you'll pay for this."

"All of you, chase them! Hurry!" the Soul Ancestor roared at the people behind him. In truth, he didn't care much about the death of his underling; what he valued were those treasures.

Finally, by nightfall, Nan Xuan and the others arrived at the gates of Martial Soul City. Once they reached this point, the four of them finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Just at that moment, the Soul Ancestor behind them caught up. Seeing Nan Xuan, he prepared to strike, but the gate guard said to the Soul Ancestor, "This is Martial Soul City. If a soul master has no reason to be here, please do not fight. The angels are holy; do not defile the sacred."

Looking at the guards, Nan Xuan quickly recalled that he still had a Black Bishop token in his storage soul tool, a gift from Bibi Dong. It was a symbolic item for a Soul Emperor or Soul Sage who served as the head of a Martial Soul Hall in a city.

Another guard watched as Nan Xuan fumbled around and then took out a Black Bishop token, and was immediately startled.

The guard captain wasn't a fool. Even if the token didn't belong to this young man, his status was certainly not low, so he looked at the Soul Ancestor and his group.

"You should leave on your own. Otherwise, we will convict you of attempting to harm a Black Bishop of the Martial Soul Hall, and you will be sentenced to death." The guard captain looked at the Soul Ancestor with an expressionless face.

Seeing that the situation was unfavorable, the Soul Ancestor had no choice but to leave. However, as he turned to walk away, he glanced at Nan Xuan, as if trying to memorize his face.

"Young man, we don't care how you obtained this token, but please leave quickly now," the guard captain said kindly to Nan Xuan.

Nan Xuan nodded, thanked him, and left.

After the group returned to the Momo Treasure Appraisal House, they looked at each other, all wiping away cold sweat.

None of them asked how Nan Xuan had obtained the token; in any case, they knew that Nan Xuan's girlfriend, Bibi Dong, was a high-ranking figure in the Martial Soul Hall.

Nan Xuan took a deep breath, looked at everyone slowly, and said, "Our funding problem is currently solved. Everyone, cultivate well and strive to break through to level 40 as soon as possible."

After this brush with death, they finally understood the terror of the soul master world.

But such things were only the tip of the iceberg; who knew what more dangerous things would happen in the future.

For the next year or so, Nan Xuan devoted himself to cultivation. Finally, at the age of 13, he broke through to level 40. He planned to go and hunt for his soul ring in a few days. This was his first time going to hunt for a soul ring; his first two soul rings were customized because they were too common, and as for his third soul ring, it had been obtained at an auction in Martial Soul City.

"I won't have such good luck this time. Star Dou Great Forest... I've been on the Douluo Continent for over 13 years, it's time to go and see it," Nan Xuan sat on his bed, let out a long sigh, and thought to himself with emotion.

The next day at noon, Nan Xuan went to the school library and found Bibi Dong to tell her about reaching level 40.

"Not bad. You've been much more diligent this past year, hee hee." Bibi Dong put down the book in her hand and said to Nan Xuan playfully.

"Why, is it bad that I'm working harder? Or are you complaining that I'm spending less time with you?" Nan Xuan wrapped his arms around Bibi Dong's slender waist, pressed her into the corner of the library, and looked at her affectionately.

"It's true, isn't it? Compared to before, you really have less time now." Bibi Dong looked at Nan Xuan's face, which was getting closer and closer, and her speech became a bit stuttered.

Seeing Bibi Dong's cute and shy appearance, Nan Xuan felt he couldn't hold back, but after a moment of thought, he gritted his teeth and persisted.

"Alright, I won't tease you anymore. I came this time to tell you that my application for the fourth soul ring has been approved, and I'm leaving the day after tomorrow." Nan Xuan pinched Bibi Dong's cheek, sat back down on the stool, and looked at her with a smile.

"Hmph, then are you planning to go to the Star Dou Great Forest with the team leader this time?" Bibi Dong asked with a flushed face, looking a bit worried.

"Otherwise, should I have the Saintess accompany me on this trip?" Nan Xuan flipped through the book Bibi Dong had just set down and joked.

"Tch, keep dreaming. I have so much to do right now, and Teacher is very strict." Bibi Dong actually wanted to go with Nan Xuan to obtain his soul ring; that guy was just a support-type Soul Master, and if he encountered danger, even their teacher might not be able to look after him.

"Sigh, what a pity. I was actually planning to take you home to meet the village chief, my grandfather." Nan Xuan looked at Bibi Dong with a cheeky grin.

"Is this... meeting the parents?" Bibi Dong touched her bright red earlobe with her right index finger, saying with shy embarrassment.

"Hehe, don't worry. People always say that an ugly daughter-in-law has to meet her in-laws eventually. Since you're so beautiful, I'll definitely be the most handsome guy in the village." Nan Xuan looked at Bibi Dong with a smug expression.

Bibi Dong: "..."

Since their brief conversation the day before yesterday at noon, Nan Xuan and Bibi Dong hadn't seen each other.

Nan Xuan had been busy preparing for his soul ring acquisition, which he had already discussed with Bibi Dong beforehand.

At the entrance of the Martial Soul Advanced Soul Master Academy.

A burly middle-aged man stood in front of the seven students, incessantly emphasizing the precautions to take during the soul ring acquisition process.

Nan Xuan listened with extra focus; after all, among those present, he was the only support-type Soul Master, and he had never once been outside to hunt wild soul beasts.

"I've said everything that needs to be said. Let's go. Without seeing a little blood, you brats will always think you're so tough." The middle-aged man was an academy teacher named Kelse, whose martial soul was a Great Strength Ape. He was a level 66 Soul Emperor and was specifically responsible for hunting soul rings for Soul Ancestors and Soul Kings.

Nan Xuan walked in the middle of the group. Just as they reached the city gate, he spotted a graceful purple figure.

That's right, that figure was Bibi Dong.

"Teacher, I am the teaching assistant for this soul ring hunt, Bibi Dong. My martial soul is the Death Spider Emperor, and I am a level 45 Soul Ancestor." Bibi Dong handed a note to Kelse and introduced herself with a cold expression.

"Mm, join the ranks." Kelse glanced at the note, saw no issues, nodded, and they set off again.

Nan Xuan deliberately slowed his pace, falling to the back of the line, and locked eyes with Bibi Dong.

Bibi Dong lowered her voice, leaned in close to Nan Xuan, and said, "Well, is it a surprise?"

Nan Xuan felt a bit panicked inside. This wasn't a surprise; it was a shock.

But Nan Xuan still smiled and replied, "How could it not be a surprise? I'm thrilled to death."

Bibi Dong: "A bit fake."

Nan Xuan: "..."

"Your teacher actually let you leave Martial Soul City?" Nan Xuan asked curiously.

He was worried that Bibi Dong had promised Qian Xunji something, or that she was seeking him out too frequently. If this continued, the plot would surely accelerate.

"Yeah, I told him I needed to clear my head for a few days. Plus, my soul power has already reached level 45, so Teacher agreed," Bibi Dong said with a relaxed expression.

Nan Xuan's inner thoughts: Oh, no.

And so, with Nan Xuan and Bibi Dong bickering and chatting along the way, they arrived at the Star Dou Great Forest in just a few days.

Kelse looked at the familiar entrance and turned to warn them: "Keep your guard up. This is no place for pampered children."

Including Bibi Dong, there were eight people in total, with the other seven students there to obtain their fourth soul rings.

Everyone heightened their vigilance, scanning their surroundings.

Drawing on Kelse's years of experience, they didn't linger in the outer perimeter but headed straight into the central region.

"A 4,200-year-old Flame Bird. If it's for that guy's luck, speak up." Kelse looked at the flaming, crane-like soul beast not far ahead and asked the little ones behind him in a low voice.

"Teacher, it's mine. My martial soul happens to be a Flame Chicken," a boy dressed in red replied.

Upon hearing this, Kelse immediately activated his soul skill. Dealing with this 4,200-year-old soul beast was quite manageable for him.

A short while later.

"Little one with the Flame Chicken, hurry up and deliver the finishing blow," Kelse shouted toward the back.