Douluo Chat Group: They've All Become Addicted to Eating Melons

Zhu Zhuqing saw this message, and for the first time since Dai Mubai ran away, her dim, lifeless eyes began to glow.

Someone with only three levels of Innate Soul Power could achieve the rank of Titled Douluo through sheer effort?

If she had seven levels of Innate Soul Power, as long as she worked twice as hard, was it not... possible for her to escape that suffocating fate?

[Li Yuan: That's right. Furthermore, Ji Juechen's Martial Soul at the beginning was even more "trash" than a "trash Martial Soul," because it was just a lump of iron. It didn't even have the most basic attack power; if you held it in your hand, you might only be able to use it as a Brick to smack people.]

[But Ji Juechen, relying solely on day-after-day, year-after-year of bitter cultivation, forged that lump of iron into a "sword" that belonged to him alone!]

[Li Yuan: Here, I want to specifically commend Ji Juechen. I would call him the number one powerhouse of effort! (Clapping emoji)]

[Li Yuan: He had no proud talent, no powerful bloodline inheritance; all he had was a heart that never yielded to fate, a heart of pure sincerity... unswervingly loyal to the way of the sword!]

Seeing this, everyone in the group, including Qian Renxue, silently offered their respect and applause in their hearts to this "Ji Juechen" whom they had never met.

Not for any other reason, but simply because he was worthy!

[Li Yuan: So, looking back, everyone guess: while Ji Juechen was sweating like rain, practicing his sword desperately, and trying to rewrite his fate with effort, what was our "Grandmaster" Yu Xiaogang doing?]

[Loves Eating Carrots: Hmm, eating, drinking, and having fun?]

[Richest Little Heiress of Heaven Dou: No, no! He must have been pondering how to take shortcuts, or complaining about why he didn't have a good Martial Soul, right?]

[Li Yuan: Congratulations to the little heiress, you're half right. He was indeed complaining, blaming heaven and others, complaining that the heavens were unfair, complaining that fate was teasing him, and complaining about his Martial Soul mutation.]

[Li Yuan: I know some might think this is a normal reaction, but I want to tell you all a fact: the heavens did not treat Yu Xiaogang poorly; on the contrary... they favored him greatly!]

[Viper-Hearted Big Sister: A malignant Martial Soul mutation and half a level of Innate Soul Power—can this really be called "favored greatly"?]

Dugu Yan's expression right now was exactly like the "old man on the subway looking at his phone" meme.

It wasn't just her; everyone else in the group was equally confused, completely unable to understand.

[Li Yuan: I know you don't believe it, but I want to tell you that Yu Xiaogang's Martial Soul, "Luo Sanpao," is one of only two external beast Martial Souls in the history of the Douluo Continent, even up to tens of thousands of years later!]

If Li Yuan weren't here, Yu Xiaogang would truly be the only one.

[Richest Little Heiress of Heaven Dou: One of only two in tens of thousands of years?!]

[Big Cat in the Night: Unimaginable! But what does this have to do with being favored? Does his Martial Soul have some unknown secret?]

[Li Yuan: Exactly! You guessed it! Because his Martial Soul contains one of the top dragon bloodlines on the Douluo Continent: the Golden Sacred Dragon!]

[Yandere Mad Beauty of Martial Soul Hall: Impossible! This is absolutely impossible!]

[Single Academy-Running Housewife: That's right! You are just spouting nonsense without a shred of factual basis! I have seen Xiaogang's Martial Soul hundreds of times; it is just a pig-like beast. Aside from farting and acting cute, it has no special features!]

Perhaps even Bibi Dong and Liu Erlong, those two mortal enemies, never expected that they would stand on the same side for the first time.

And it was all to deal with one detestable man.

[Li Yuan: Then let me ask you, if Luo Sanpao didn't have the bloodline of the Golden Sacred Dragon, where did the Golden Iron Triangle's Golden Sacred Dragon Martial Soul Fusion Skill come from? Can a fire dragon, an owl, and a pig fuse into a Golden Sacred Dragon?]

[Li Yuan: Answer me! Look my eyes!]

The group members were all dumbfounded; after all, most of them were of the younger generation and had never even heard of the Golden Iron Triangle.

[Ice-Snow Smart: According to the standards for Martial Soul Fusion Skills recorded in ancient texts, it is fundamentally impossible for three vastly different Martial Souls to fuse into a legendary pure-blooded true dragon!]

Fortunately, with the explanation from the honor student, everyone finally had a sudden realization.

[Yandere Mad Beauty of Martial Soul Hall: Even if... even if Xiaogang's Martial Soul has a trace of a thin bloodline, what does that prove? Half a level of Innate Soul Power has completely locked his upper limit. This is an iron-clad fact.]

[Li Yuan: Locked? Do you know that as an external beast Martial Soul, Luo Sanpao possesses a characteristic that most Martial Souls do not? It can eat things just like a real soul beast!]

[Everyone knows about soul beasts, right? Almost all soul beasts possess one ability: they can gradually convert the things they eat into soul power, promoting their own growth.]

[Big Cat in the Night: Convert?! Is that for real? Doesn't that mean soul beasts can just keep eating to become stronger? (Shocked)]

[Richest Little Heiress of Heaven Dou: So powerful? I'm so envious of soul beasts! I also want to become stronger just by eating; cultivation is too boring.]

[Ice-Snow Smart: +1.]

[Viper-Hearted Big Sister: +2.]

[Loves Eating Carrots: What are you all thinking? The efficiency of soul beasts converting soul power from eating is pitifully low, and they grow slowly. Their cultivation speed is far slower than humans! (Speechless facepalm)]

Xiao Wu's face showed a hint of complexity.

The joys and sorrows of humans and beasts are not connected.

Envious of soul beasts?

Is that something a human should say?

Shouldn't it be the soul beasts who envy humans for their fast cultivation and their ability to hunt soul beasts to obtain soul rings?

What is wrong with this world?

Li Yuan: Everyone, just imagine if Yu Xiaogang had meticulously fed Luo Sanpao sub-dragon meat infused with dragon blood, or perhaps even higher-grade heavenly treasures.

[At the same time, if he himself cultivated diligently, wouldn't the pure energy absorbed and converted by Luo Sanpao feed back into him? Wouldn't that form a two-way, mutually reinforcing cycle of cultivation?]

[Ice-Snow Smart: Isn't that an effect where 1+1 is far greater than 2? It might even be possible to break the limits of Innate Soul Power!]

[Li Yuan: Exactly, theoretically, it is completely feasible.]

[Li Yuan: However, what is the reality? Our 'great' Master Yu Xiaogang feeds Luo Sanpao, who possesses the bloodline of the Golden Sacred Dragon, nothing but radishes year-round! And not just any radishes, but those plain, ordinary white radishes that have almost no soul power nutrition and are, for heaven's sake, particularly 'flatulence-inducing'!]

[The result is that he has forcefully turned a holy dragon cub, which possessed the bloodline of the Golden Sacred Dragon, into a pig that does nothing but fart!]

[Richest Little Heiress of Heaven Dou: 666! Feeding white radishes to a dragon cub!]

[Viper-Hearted Big Sister: Speechless... I really don't know whether to call him stupid or just a penny-pincher.]

[Loves Eating Carrots: Feeding white radishes to a martial soul with dragon bloodline—it's truly impressive that he could even think of that.]

[Ice-Snow Smart: Perhaps this is what they call a 'self-righteous genius'!]

[Child Without Parents: Don't tarnish the word 'genius', he doesn't deserve it!]

[Li Yuan: One could say that he originally possessed a future with limitless potential and bright prospects, yet he ended up ruining it all by his own hand!]

At this moment.

Crown Prince's Mansion.

Qian Renxue's exquisite eyes were filled with mockery toward Bibi Dong: "Your taste in men is just as poor as your character, but rest assured, I, Qian Renxue, am destined not to end up like you!"

To have such excellent talent and yet end up falling for such a piece of trash!

This Yu Xiaogang is truly absurd.

Even when feeding a dog, any owner would know to provide some meat.

Does Yu Xiaogang not even understand such a simple principle?

It is no wonder he managed to ruin such a high-quality martial soul.

[Li Yuan: Yu Xiaogang began to immerse himself in theoretical research all day, fantasizing about becoming a master of theory. However, the theories he researched were complete nonsense. Let me ask you all: what kind of person can determine the age of a soul beast down to the single digit based solely on its appearance?]

[Li Yuan: Not to mention that everyone's physical constitution is different, and everyone's limits of endurance are different.]

[Viper-Hearted Big Sister: This is too ridiculous, right? Even my grandfather, a Titled Douluo, wouldn't dare claim he could accurately judge the age of a soul beast. Yet he, of all people, can judge it down to the single digit? I can only say, heaven-defying!]

[Big Cat in the Night: Agreed, this is too unrealistic.]

[Richest Little Heiress of Heaven Dou: Agreed +10086! My Sword Grandpa and Bone Grandpa are so powerful, yet they both say that judging the age of a soul beast is a matter of experience, and an error of decades or even a century is perfectly normal. Is Yu Xiaogang somehow more powerful than them?]

[Loves Eating Carrots: This is simply impossible! It is impossible for the age of a soul beast to be that precise.]

Regarding this matter, Xiao Wu, who had transformed from a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast, actually had the most right to speak.

Human understanding of soul beasts mostly remains on the surface.

Relying solely on the appearance and characteristics of a soul beast to distinguish its age is, in itself, a gamble.

Because many soul beasts are born weak, their size might be much smaller than their brothers and sisters of the same age from birth, yet their age remains the same.

Let alone using body size to determine it down to the single digit.

This can't even be called a theory; it's practically just farting!

Liu Erlong's face turned pale and weak.

For the first time, a look of disappointment appeared on her cold, beautiful face.

Could it be that Xiaogang is truly such a person?

For the first time, doubt arose in the depths of her heart, but it was quickly dismissed by her own mind.

Xiaogang must have just taken the wrong path, which is why things turned out this way.

That does not mean he is a piece of trash.

[Li Yuan: You tell me, is publishing such imprecise, or even absurd, theories publicly not misleading the youth?]

[Li Yuan: And after researching theories for so many years, does Yu Xiaogang not know that publishing unverified theories will harm people?]

[Li Yuan: Of course he knows! Because he is gambling. He is gambling that someone will help verify his theories so that he can use that to make a name for himself in the world!]

[One could say that he is absolutely unscrupulous in his quest for fame.]

[Li Yuan: Imagine if a civilian soul master from a poor background happened to see his 'theory', believed it to be true, and followed his method to absorb a soul ring, only to have their body explode and die because the age was judged incorrectly... what then?]

[Li Yuan: If that commoner happened to be the hope and pillar of their entire family, and just as they broke through to become a soul master, they were looking forward to living off the meager subsidies from Martial Soul Hall, but then they died—what are their elderly parents to do? What are their infants waiting to be fed to do?]

One must know that on the Douluo Continent, many civilian soul masters, even if they awaken soul power, might not be able to attend school because they have elderly family members and younger siblings waiting to be fed at home.

If you go to school, who will take care of the elderly and the younger siblings?

This leads to these people having to meditate by groping their way forward step by step.

Cultivation is very slow; they might be in their twenties, already married with children, before they can reach level ten.

[Li Yuan: Sometimes, it really is true that the painstaking efforts of a villain are no match for the sudden 'inspiration' of a fool!]

The group chat fell into a brief silence.

The scene Li Yuan depicted was too concrete and too heavy, like a giant boulder pressing down on everyone's heart.

In the image, a diligent and gentle wife, one or two infants waiting to be fed, two elderly people needing support... a poor yet warm family of six, barely maintained by the husband's daily odd jobs.