After letting Wanshitong go, Wang Chuan remained silent for a moment, then chose...
To do nothing.
After all, one cannot fight against the current; the fact that these big shots merely isolated him was already quite restrained, and he was not someone who didn't know how to read the room.
However, a cause and effect had been established today.
Originally, Wang Chuan had intended to lend a hand in the future if Martial Soul Hall ever tried to do something to the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.
But now, it seemed that was unnecessary; such cold-blooded and ungrateful clansmen were not worth him risking his life for.
And so, Wang Chuan's days went from being surrounded by followers to being a lone wolf.
However, Wang Chuan did not have much of a psychological reaction to this; as an orphan and a corporate slave in his past life, he had long since learned to savor solitude rather than fear it.
Sometimes, being alone is actually quite nice.
But soon, Wang Chuan encountered a problem.
He had reached level ten.
Although according to the setting, even without obtaining a spirit ring, one's Soul Power Level could continue to rise, Wang Chuan did not remember if this would affect his cultivation speed.
But he figured it probably would.
Because even if Douluo Continent was the bottom-tier of fantasy worlds, the cultivation system ultimately resonated with the energy of heaven and earth.
Therefore, the more powerful one's own soul power was, the more energy of heaven and earth one could channel; if it were forcibly locked, the cultivation speed would naturally be restricted as well.
And breaking through level ten naturally involved the core setting of the Douluo Continent cultivation system: spirit rings.
It had been said before that going to hunt for a spirit ring alone was truly a path to death.
Because not everyone is named Tang San.
But now, Wang Chuan's status in the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan was truly awkward, and Wang Chuan did not believe any teacher would be willing to wholeheartedly help him obtain a spirit ring, even when he was popular before.
After all, anyone who has read Douluo Continent knows that while the Dragon Clan is the meta-defining, incredibly powerful choice.
It is precisely because of this that all factions are extremely keen on hunting these powerful dragon-type spirit beasts.
So, let alone true dragons, even sub-dragons are considered a rare species in the Douluo Continent nowadays; they are barely enough to supply the main lineage, so how could it ever be the turn of branch members like them?
Therefore, even if the clan school had the benefit of helping with spirit hunting, these branch clansmen often had to find their own parents to help them.
Rather than easily absorbing non-dragon spirit rings.
Because even if they were from a branch, they were not some peasant soul masters; they knew that a spirit ring incompatible with their own martial soul could not be absorbed lightly.
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Wang Chuan clenched his fists, feeling the explosive power in his body; being able to easily insta-kill a Soul Grand Master meant his strength was at least at the level of a thousand-year spirit beast.
But without anyone accompanying him, Wang Chuan, who was just an ordinary worker in his past life, dared not easily step into the dangerous spirit beast forest, even with his extraordinary strength.
So, after weighing his options repeatedly, Wang Chuan sought out Wang Lie.
Wang Chuan wanted to try one last time to see if this grandfather, who had always been good to him, would be willing to help him at this critical moment in his life.
Seeing Wang Lie, who still wore that gentle smile on his face as he approached, Wang Chuan felt a wave of relief wash over him.
After a simple greeting, Wang Chuan stated his purpose.
"Grandpa Lie, I've reached level ten. I'd like to trouble you to help me hunt a sub-dragon spirit beast. Do you think that's possible?"
After speaking, Wang Chuan looked at Wang Lie with some trepidation.
As an orphan in his past life, and having been bullied by his own clan for power in this life, making such a greedy request made Wang Chuan feel that, even with Wang Lie's consistent attitude, this trip would likely end in failure.
But to Wang Chuan's surprise, Wang Lie's smile remained gentle, and a flash of heartache crossed his eyes.
Wang Lie stood up and patted the shoulder of Wang Chuan, who had already grown to his chest height.
"That is certainly no problem, silly child.
And don't be so reserved. How old do you think I am? How could I possibly care about the opinions of those bastards? Grandpa will always be your grandpa.
However, the main lineage doesn't think about regaining glory through spirit battles, only playing these petty tricks; the sect has truly declined.
Don't worry, for this spirit hunt, Grandpa will definitely help you find the spirit ring most suitable for your martial soul."
Feeling the selfless care from an elder after such a long time, Wang Chuan's eyes grew moist, and he lowered his head, not wanting Wang Lie to see his loss of composure.
"Thank you, Grandpa Lie."
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The autumn wind blew, bringing a sense of desolation.
Without alerting anyone, the two of them set off alone toward the largest spirit beast forest near Heaven Dou.
Sunset Forest.
Although the air was filled with a sense of desolation that made one feel listless.
But because Wang Lie was teaching Wang Chuan everything there was to know about the spirit hunting town in meticulous detail, Wang Chuan only felt warmth in his heart.
And after purchasing supplies, the two of them officially stepped into the Sunset Forest.
Because the outskirts of the forest are flooded with humans year-round, many man-made paths have long since been worn into the ground.
Wang Lie identified the direction, then said to Wang Chuan.
"Xiaochuan, what is your plan for your spirit ring?
I remember that the paths before us lead to the habitats of water, fire, and wind sub-dragon spirit beasts, respectively."
Wang Chuan's expression was a bit surprised; he had originally thought they would be searching aimlessly, so he hadn't expected Wang Lie to provide him with three options right away.
However, Wang Chuan realized it made sense—ginger really is spicier when it's old.
But Wang Chuan said with some embarrassment, "Well, Grandpa Lie, actually I haven't made a plan yet; I was thinking of just letting fate decide."
Wang Lie did not blame him upon hearing this, because he knew Wang Chuan had been exceptionally sharp since childhood and could never have such a major oversight, so he asked curiously.
"Oh Xiaochuan, why do you want to leave it to fate? There must be a reason, tell Grandpa."
Wang Chuan nodded slightly to confirm, and because of Wang Lie's genuine care for him, he decided to reveal a little bit.
"Yes, Grandpa, there is indeed a reason for me doing this.
Because if I haven't guessed wrong, Yu Xiaogang's first spirit ring should have come from a lightning-attribute sub-dragon spirit beast.
After all, given his status, even if he awakened a martial soul like Luo Sanpao, the family's resources would not be stingy about being tilted toward him."
Speaking of this, Wang Chuan's tone carried a hint of mockery; after all, wasteful people are unwelcome in any world.
Wang Lie thought about it and expressed his agreement.
Since Yu Xiaogang's cultivation resources were already so outrageous—even enough to be used to persecute his own adopted grandson—wasn't a mere lightning-attribute sub-dragon spirit ring perfectly normal?
However, while he agreed, Wang Lie still asked curiously.
"But why would a lightning-attribute spirit ring end up evolving into a farting spirit skill?
And what does this have to do with you choosing your spirit ring?"
To this, Wang Chuan shrugged; he had no idea why Yu Xiaogang's spirit skill was a fart—perhaps it was just the author's bad taste.
As for why Wang Chuan dared to boldly guess that Yu Xiaogang's first spirit ring was lightning-attribute, besides the analysis of the current situation, there was another reason.
It was that when Yu Xiaogang performed the Martial Soul Fusion Skill in the comic version, the Golden Sacred Dragon actually displayed lightning-type abilities.
Since neither Liu Erlong nor Flender possessed such abilities, Wang Chuan naturally guessed it originated from him.
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