One After Another

Wang Chuan naturally had no idea that Yu Xiaogang was thinking of treating him like an easy target.

Right now, Wang Chuan and Golden Scale were fully immersed in stuffing themselves.

At a large table that could seat six people, only Wang Chuan and Golden Scale were frantically eating.

Watching the mountain-like pile of food rapidly disappear into Wang Chuan and Golden Scale's stomachs, the people around them had long since stopped finding it strange.

After all, if someone could still be shocked after watching a glutton routinely wolf down food, that would be the truly strange thing.

But no one knew that this was actually Wang Chuan's unique method of cultivation.

Anyone familiar with Luo Sanpao's Martial Spirit settings knew there was one particular detail: by eating white radishes, Luo Sanpao could reduce the Soul Power consumption placed on Yu Xiaogang.

Though this detail had only been mentioned in passing in the original work.

The manga, however, showed that Luo Sanpao could eat white radishes several times larger than its own body, which was enough to reveal its terrifying digestive ability.

So the question was.

It was known that when Luo Sanpao's Martial Spirit summoning state was dismissed, its condition would be reflected back onto Yu Xiaogang.

If eating white radishes could reduce Yu Xiaogang's Soul Power consumption, that meant Luo Sanpao could generate energy equivalent to Soul Power through eating white radishes.

Then if it ate other things containing even greater amounts of energy, could that improve Yu Xiaogang's own Soul Power?

It was laughable that Yu Xiaogang had lived for over fifty years without figuring out such a simple principle. He only knew how to feed Luo Sanpao cheap carrots, then lament that his talents had gone unrecognized.

All Wang Chuan could say to that was, "If you don't need your eyes, please donate them to someone who does. Thank you."

As for Wang Chuan, when he had first tried this idea, even if the energy could not increase his Soul Power, it could still strengthen his physical reserves.

After all, though his body looked like that of an ordinary person, his physical constitution was actually moving closer to that of the Pirate World. Otherwise, without such absurd physical strength, how could he cultivate Haki?

And the final result was exactly as Wang Chuan had expected. The energy converted from food was not Soul Power, but another kind of energy.

Wang Chuan felt that his situation was somewhat similar to Tang Wulin's in Douluo Three, so he named it Bloodline Power.

It was also because of this power that Golden Scale had grown to its current state without having a Spirit Ring attached.

Of course, that body full of muscles was not the result of Bloodline Power.

It was because Wang Chuan had not mastered Life Return. Thus, whenever he digested food, not only did he train himself, but he also made Luo Sanpao train to assist with digestion.

Because of that, among the nicknames he had earned over the years, aside from "Rice Bucket," Wang Chuan also had an inspiring title: Hardworking Chuan.

After Yu Xiaogang was taken away, Wang Chuan remained wary for some time. After all, he had personally experienced Yu Xiaogang's pettiness.

After a period of calm.

Wang Chuan assumed that Yu Xiaogang had been taught a lesson and no longer dared to cause him trouble, so he threw himself wholeheartedly back into the dull routine of growing stronger day after day.

But one month later.

Wang Chuan, immersed in doing weighted push-ups, suddenly saw a shadow abruptly appear before him.

!?

Yet Wang Chuan's heart remained entirely calm.

As he had said before, within the clan grounds, no one would be insane enough to directly attack a fellow clansman.

Wang Chuan spoke in a flat tone. "Who is it? What do you want?"

"Heh, I didn't expect the Primary Clan School to have someone like you.

Kid, I heard you're pretty arrogant. Fight me in a spirit duel. I'll show you that not everyone in the main branch is trash like Yu Xiaogang."

The newcomer spoke with a gangster-like air.

Wang Chuan immediately stopped what he was doing, then abruptly rose to his feet and directly flipped the heavy stone mill on his back onto the ground.

The dust kicked up by the impact made the newcomer's mouth twitch.

That strength really is monstrous.

But soon, an arrogant smile returned to the newcomer's face.

After all, his Martial Spirit was the orthodox Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon of the Blue Lightning line. With the power of lightning, he believed that aside from members of his own clan, no one of the same rank could defeat him.

Without question, Wang Chuan accepted the challenge.

Because his instructor had once taught him.

Strike once to open the way, and you'll spare yourself a hundred more fights!

The newcomer was a true Soul Grandmaster with two Spirit Rings.

And anyone familiar with the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Martial Spirit knew.

Because of the Dragon Transformation Secret Technique, the Spirit Beasts chosen for its Spirit Rings were at minimum Sub-Dragons, so the other party's spirit skills were unquestionably powerful.

But Wang Chuan felt no fear.

So what if the spirit skills were powerful?

As long as he did not give his opponent the chance to use them, that was enough!

And because of Wang Chuan's cultivation level and the pride brought by his powerful Martial Spirit, the other party had evidently given Wang Chuan the first move. He did not use a spirit skill and intended to exchange a few blows with Wang Chuan first.

Then the outcome was obvious.

Though Wang Chuan had the build of a teenager, his strength was genuinely synchronized with the body he possessed in Strongest Haki Inheritance!

So Wang Chuan threw a punch that left the other man dazed without damaging his brain.

He directly knocked the attacker unconscious, not even needing to throw a second punch.

Wang Chuan fell silent for a moment. It was one thing for Yu Xiaogang to be useless, but this Soul Grandmaster with a Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Martial Spirit was useless too.

Sure enough, Douluo's cultivation system was garbage!

Still, the immortality offered by the Douluo system was quite appealing, so Wang Chuan had no intention of giving up cultivating Soul Power.

Of course, as fellow clansmen, Wang Chuan could not possibly leave the guy he had defeated lying where he was. What if someone plotted against him later and pinned the blame on Wang Chuan?

So Wang Chuan thoughtfully carried him to the infirmary.

This immediately ignited a wave of discussion throughout the Primary Clan School.

At the same time, through all sorts of miscellaneous channels among his classmates, Wang Chuan learned why this person had come to cause him trouble.

It turned out that this Soul Grandmaster was an ordinary member of the Blue Lightning main branch, and the cultivation resources he received were also the most ordinary kind.

Yet he had recently become much more lavish in his cultivation, prompting people to follow the trail and suspect Yu Xiaogang, who was not lacking in resources, to be the culprit.

After all, other than Yu Xiaogang, who had so many spare resources? And who in the main branch would have a grudge against Wang Chuan?

At the same time, the harsh words Yu Xiaogang had spoken after his defeat were once again dragged out by everyone.

As for what happened afterward, there was no afterward.

It was merely that everyone in the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan knew that their second young master had been confined for a very long time.

And with that, the matter was quietly dropped.

Though the culprit was never explicitly named, everyone knew who it was.

But Wang Chuan was displeased. At home, he muttered resentfully.

"Damn it. I was planning to fleece some wagers from anyone who challenged me later and build up the family funds a little. Who would've thought the route would get blocked?"

After another period of peace, someone knocked on Wang Chuan's door while he was on holiday.

When he opened it, Wang Chuan looked astonished. Wasn't this his childhood sweetheart, who had not contacted him for a long time ever since his parents had gone missing and were presumed dead?

Since there was not much affection between them, Wang Chuan asked directly.

"What is it, Wang Huanhuan?"

The girl named Wang Huanhuan had bright eyes and white teeth. Though she had not fully grown up yet, she already looked like a little beauty.

At that moment, hesitation covered her face, lending her a pitiful charm, but the words from her mouth were cold.

"Brother Wang Chuan, you know my situation. As for that thing between us, let's end it here."