The Priceless Fruit, Called "Burning Burning"

Su Yan finally understood why he had appeared in that world.

Because the entire thing was his Martial Soul.

His Martial Soul had never been some "Fire Wolf" from the start.

It was a whole altar.

Tch, looks like I've awakened some kind of ridiculous Martial Soul.

Blind Douluo, truly worthy of the name!

Su Yan withdrew the Flame Blue Silver Grass, returned to the Martial Soul inner world, and placed the blue gem back in its original position, casually tossing the white Blue Silver Grass gem aside.

As for the two spiders inside the gray orb, he had now guessed their names.

Death Spider Emperor and Soul-Devouring Spider Emperor.

Both were Bibi Dong's Martial Souls—she was the second Twin Martial Soul user in history.

Su Yan tried to turn the Death Spider Emperor's gray orb into a gem, but it was rejected.

The most likely reason was that his Soul Power wasn't sufficient to support the transformation.

He still had to focus on breaking through to Level 10 first, to strengthen his Soul Power.

As dusk approached, Bibi Dong and Yue Guan returned from outside, one in front and the other behind.

"Holy Maiden, that strange fruit from earlier... could I possibly—" Yue Guan began.

"No." Bibi Dong pushed away Yue Guan's face as he leaned in. "This is a birthday gift for the Grand Elder."

"Something belonging to the Grand Elder, how would I dare ask for it?" Yue Guan chuckled sheepishly. "A treasure worth a hundred million Gold Soul Coins—I just wanted to feast my eyes on it, broaden my horizons."

"Come on, I haven't seen it myself yet."

The two arrived at the training room. Bibi Dong pushed open the door and saw Su Yan still sitting cross-legged, while the Heavenly Net she had laid down was already in tatters.

Su Yan had just finished his meditation a moment ago and was resting. Hearing the sound, he opened his eyes. "Master, Elder Ju."

He wasn't sure if it was his imagination, but he caught a flicker of pity in Elder Ju's gaze as it swept over him.

"Xiao Yan, what's your Soul Power Level now?" Yue Guan asked.

"Level 9." Su Yan let out a deep sigh.

He had actually been at Level 10 already, ready to obtain his first Soul Ring.

He never imagined that turning the gray orb into a gem would consume Soul Power.

And not just current Soul Power—it reduced his total capacity.

Because of this, Su Yan had awakened the Burning Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul at the cost of one level.

No matter how he looked at it, it was a loss.

His rejection by the Death Spider Emperor also made perfect sense now.

His Soul Power was simply too low.

Yue Guan breathed a sigh of relief. There's still time. He had been afraid the kid would suddenly shoot up to Level 10, making it much harder for the Palace Master to rescue him.

Bibi Dong also came over, leaning down mysteriously. "Xiao Yan, come here. Let you see something rare too."

As she spoke, she waved her hand casually, and a wooden box appeared in her palm, ready to be opened.

"Wait!" Yue Guan shouted urgently. He opened the door again, made sure no one was around, then wove a protective net out of chrysanthemums before closing the door once more.

Su Yan looked at him in confusion.

"This thing is worth a hundred million Gold Soul Coins. A hundred million! Better to be cautious."

"A hundred million!" Su Yan was stunned. What on earth was inside this little wooden box to fetch such an astronomical price?

One Gold Soul Coin could be exchanged for ten Silver Soul Coins.

One Silver Soul Coin could be exchanged for ten strings of Copper Soul Coins, roughly a thousand Copper Soul Coins.

On the Douluo Continent, an ordinary commoner's monthly food expenses were less than five hundred.

In other words, this thing could feed a population of two billion for an entire month.

Tch, Master really is filthy rich.

Su Yan's eyes burned as he stared at the wooden box, practically shooting sparks.

Yue Guan stood half a step behind Bibi Dong, craning his neck, waiting for the moment the box opened.

"It's opening." Bibi Dong placed her jade-like hand on the lid. Inside, lying quietly, was a strangely shaped fruit.

The fruit was entirely orange in color, its skin shaped like flames—extremely peculiar.

"What a unique fruit." Yue Guan leaned in closer, his eyes practically glued to it. "I wouldn't say my knowledge of flora is unmatched in the world, but it's at least at the pinnacle—and yet I've never..."

"Flame-Flame Fruit!" Su Yan snapped out of his shock, and a surge of wild joy flooded his heart.

He reached out directly, grabbed the strange fruit, and examined it up and down.

"It's the Flame-Flame Fruit!"

"You know?" Yue Guan looked at Su Yan with suspicion, as if he were some kind of monster.

Su Yan calmed his excitement, placed the fruit back in the wooden box, and spoke: "This is a type of Devil Fruit, a Logia Fruit—the Flame-Flame Fruit. Eating it grants the superpower of fire!"

Bibi Dong's delicate brows furrowed slightly. "A loss."

"This is the Flame-Flame Fruit, Fire Fist Ace's Flame-Flame Fruit!" Su Yan exclaimed. "You can attack with flames, defend with flames, even turn your body into fire. The only weakness is fear of seawater."

He seemed to forget that this was the Douluo Continent, where no one had watched One Piece and had no idea of the heavy history the Flame-Flame Fruit carried.

Every one of them possessed the superpower of their own Martial Soul; an extra ability felt rather redundant.

Even if it were valuable, it wasn't worth a hundred million Gold Soul Coins.

"If this were used for research, it would be excellent," Yue Guan couldn't help but marvel. "Because of my Martial Soul's nature, I've immersed myself in this path for at least a decade, yet I never imagined my knowledge would be less than a six-year-old child's. How shameful, how shameful."

Su Yan's tender face flushed red. "I can't compare to Elder Ju. I only happen to know a little."

A very lucky happenstance.

Lucky to transmigrate, lucky to know, lucky to witness.

Bibi Dong's beautiful eyes rested on Su Yan, a faint, unreadable smile tugging at her lips as she held the wooden box. "Little Yan, do you want this?"

"Yes!" Su Yan nodded frantically like a chick pecking at rice, his hands already reaching out, ready to claim the small wooden box.

Who would have thought Bibi Dong would pull her hand back, stowing both fruit and box away. "If you complete all of Bi's Training Method, I'll give you the Flame-Flame Fruit as a gift."

"Deal!" Su Yan agreed swiftly.

"Pinky swear." Bibi Dong extended her pure white, translucent little finger and wiggled it.

Su Yan hooked his own little finger without hesitation.

"Pinky swear, up and down, a hundred years, no changing..."

Yue Guan stood by, bewildered.

Wasn't this supposed to be the Grand Supporter's birthday gift!

On second thought, he should be more worried about Su Yan.

In the Main Martial Soul Hall, Bi's Training Method was known by another name that shook the heavens.

The Eighteen Trials from Hell.

The first child who attempted it didn't last three days.

Just thinking about completing all of Bi's Training Method made Yue Guan shiver.

He wished Su Yan good luck once more.

Hall Master, don't come—the child is beyond saving.

--

In the distant Main Martial Soul Hall, Hall Master Yu Xiaogang knelt on one knee, receiving his title coronation.

Standing on the high platform, a man dressed in finery smiled. "Hall Master, accomplished at such a young age. Are you married?"

"Your Holiness, the great cause of Soul Masters is not yet complete; I have no heart for a family."

"As you wish." The Pope smiled, then turned to the woman on the other side. "Xue'er, when will Dong'er return?"

"Big sister didn't say." Qian Renxue pouted, her face full of displeasure.

Big sister went to play without her again, sneaking off!

"Your Holiness, rest assured, Elder Ju is with her," said a person below.

The Pope laughed heartily at this. "We've put our great star of the Main Martial Soul Hall through hardship."

Just then, a guard stumbled into the hall from outside, holding a Singular Velvet Sky Chrysanthemum.

"Report! Report! Urgent report from Elder Ju!"

The Pope shot to his feet, panic flooding his eyes. "Has something happened to Dong'er?"

"Report! Elder Ju's urgent report: the Holy Maiden has taken a disciple in Notting City. Innate Soul Power level 8, Martial Soul Fire Wolf. Rescue immediately!"

"Hiss!"

Inside the Martial Soul Hall, gasps of cold air rose and fell.

The Pope forcibly steadied his mind and commanded loudly: "Activate the highest-level rescue plan! Hall Master Yu Xiaogang as overall commander, Crown Prince Qian Renxue as deputy commander. The child must be saved."