Douluo: So You're the Theory Master?

Yu Yuanzhen had used up the information and took a deep breath.

What concerned him was not merely the limit of the first Spirit Ring.

He was even more concerned about the information regarding Martial Soul Evolution.

If it was true, might there be other ways for Martial Souls to evolve?

If so, Xiaogang might benefit as well.

Yu Luomian had originally intended to go himself, which already showed how seriously he took this.

But after hearing his elder brother's words, he felt there was no need.

A dignified Titled Douluo was actually going there over this.

After thinking it over, he still said nothing more.

After all, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect also had Titled Douluo. If there really were benefits to be gained, he might truly be unable to compete.

After receiving the news, the Upper Three Sects were mostly considering cooperation.

The Two Great Empires were much the same. If they could improve Soul Masters' strength, perhaps their vast armies could be developed into Soul Master armies.

That would also give them the means to contend against Spirit Hall and the various Soul Master factions.

This was major news.

Basically, they all sent important representatives and thanked the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect for the invitation.

On Spirit Hall's side.

"Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect—what have they been up to lately?"

"Don't tell me you have no intelligence at all."

Pope Bibi Dong had gathered several Titled Douluo elders.

Her peerlessly beautiful face was as cold as frost. She sat ramrod straight, and a mere tap of her scepter against the floor brought those who had been slightly distracted back to attention.

Her gaze was as chilling as ice, and anyone she looked at could not help but tremble.

"The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect has indeed purchased large quantities of medicine and Soul Beasts over the past decade or so. They also established something called the Extreme Research Institute, apparently to research something."

"That's right. They began around fourteen or fifteen years ago, roughly at this time..."

"Oh, right. That was also the year news came out about Ning Fengzhi's youngest son, Ning Qinghe. His awakened Martial Soul had only half a rank of Innate Soul Power."

"According to the latest intelligence, Ning Qinghe is the person in charge of the Extreme Research Institute."

"If it's him, perhaps he really did create something extraordinary."

After the first elder spoke, several others revealed what they knew.

As Pope, Bibi Dong did not personally handle every matter. After looking things over, she handed them down to the elders, and then to the various bishops.

When it came to intelligence, they still had an extremely comprehensive grasp of matters.

After learning of the situation, they had already dug up quite a bit regarding the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect and Ning Qinghe.

After all, Spirit Hall was the largest Soul Master force on the continent.

"Ning Qinghe."

"Half a rank of Innate Soul Power?"

Bibi Dong had initially only been serious and stern.

But upon hearing about Ning Qinghe's half-rank Innate Soul Power, she seemed to recall something.

She seemed to remember this news as well. It had been during Qian Xunji's time as Pope.

There had been news that yet another sect leader's son from the Upper Three Sects possessed only half a rank of Innate Soul Power, something about a tiger father having a dog of a son.

But at the time, her thoughts had all been focused on taking revenge against Spirit Hall, so she had not cared.

"This invitation says that the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect has already arranged for many people to absorb thousand-year first Spirit Rings, and that quite a few of their Martial Souls evolved."

"Before this, none of you had even the slightest information?"

"Is this how you serve as elders?"

Bibi Dong swept her gaze over those present, using the matter as a pretext to berate them.

The elders present trembled.

Someone else had conducted secret research for over a decade, and they only learned of it after that person publicly revealed it themselves.

Their intelligence network really was somewhat lacking.

Furthermore, Bibi Dong's methods could be said to be even harsher than those of the previous Pope. Her talent was exceptional as well, and her current strength had already surpassed the elders present. Over the past few years, the elders' reverence and fear toward the Pope had grown ever deeper.

After pressuring the council of elders and planning to reclaim some authority from them later, Bibi Dong ultimately dispatched Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo to Seven Treasure City to investigate the situation.

It would be best if all of this was true...

The major powers across the continent stirred beneath the surface over the limits of Spirit Rings and evolution.

Several days passed. In a small town stood Notting Academy.

Inside a cramped, dark room lit by only a single beam of light.

"No, how is this possible?"

"A first Spirit Ring absorbing one thousand years?"

"The second Spirit Ring has to absorb over ten thousand years? This is complete nonsense. How could there be such logic?"

"The theory cannot possibly be like this."

"Ning Qinghe, a Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda with half a rank of Innate Soul Power? Absorbing a ten-thousand-year Spirit Ring? Impossible, absolutely impossible!!!"

A somewhat scruffy middle-aged man with a close-cropped haircut stared at the data in the newspaper.

Beside him was a letter sent from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.

Yu Xiaogang stared wide-eyed in disbelief, both hands trembling.

Naturally, he knew about Ning Qinghe of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. He had even taken some pleasure in Ning Qinghe's misfortune.

But now, he discovered that Ning Qinghe might truly have developed some special theory—and had even caused Martial Souls to evolve.

This was more unbearable than killing him.

They had originally been the same kind of trash, but now the other man had quietly taken flight.

Yu Xiaogang could not control his temper. He even smashed the table, kicking up a cloud of dust.

The books around him, which he had put on display and left behind, now scattered about like worthless scrap paper...

Bang...

As something collapsed.

Tang San, who happened to be heading this way, hurriedly knocked and entered the room.

What he saw was his scruffy teacher and the chaotic room.

Some of the scattered newspapers still showed fragments of text.

[Spirit Ring Absorption Limits and Evolution.]

[Thousand-Year Spirit Rings, Ten-Thousand-Year Spirit Rings.]

[The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's Theoretical Prodigy.]

[From Half a Rank of Innate Soul Power to Surpassing the Limits!!]

All sorts of words that differed from the information he had received.

They made Tang San curious as well.

"Teacher, what happened?"

"Who made you so angry?"

At present, Tang San deeply respected his teacher.

At the very least, reaching rank 29 as a twelve-year-old Soul Grandmaster, while absorbing Soul Beasts at the theoretical limits every time, was surely thanks to his teacher.

If he learned who had provoked his teacher, he would not mind avenging him.

After all, his teacher was only a rank 29 Soul Grandmaster now.

"Little San..."

Seeing Tang San, Yu Xiaogang finally calmed down somewhat.

But his mood remained heavy and complicated.

He considered himself unrivaled in theory, yet he had now been surpassed by another person with half a rank of Innate Soul Power. No matter what, he could not accept it.

"It's just that I saw some scammers using nonsense to fool people, and it made me angry."

Forcing himself to maintain his pride, Yu Xiaogang withdrew his trembling hands, stood straight, and spoke.