Douluo: Son of Life and Destruction, Forced to Be Fed
Chapter 24

Little Zi, Do You Want a Wife? I'll Give You a Wife!

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Within the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well, time seemed to lose all meaning. With spiritual energy swirling and the spring water eternal, only the figure wrapped in a cocoon of light and the youth cultivating alone by the bank marked the passage of time.

Zichuan sat cross-legged at the confluence of ice and fire. With every breath, the frigid and scorching energies were easily drawn into his body, converted by his two hearts into pure Destruction and Life soul power. As it circulated through his meridians, it solidified a foundation that had grown somewhat unstable due to his explosive surge in power.

His aura grew more condensed and restrained with each passing day.

In his spare time, he would look inward to assess his current strength.

Soul Power Level: 28. At the age of six and a half, such a level would terrify any so-called genius. But Zichuan knew that levels were merely superficial.

The true terror lay in quality and quantity.

The dual soul power cores and the recovery speed provided by his two hearts gave him a total soul power capacity that felt nothing like that of a Soul Grand Master.

He roughly estimated that his level 28 reserves were already comparable to an ordinary Soul Elder, perhaps even approaching a level 37 Soul Ancestor! And this was even after he had deliberately compressed and refined it.

As for his soul ring configuration... Heart of Destruction: one purple (thousand-year Dark Gold Terrorclaw Bear), one orange-gold (two-hundred-thousand-year Aromatic Silk Beauty).

Heart of Life: two red (hundred-thousand-year Octagonal Mysterious Ice Grass, Infernal Delicate Apricot).

This configuration was blasphemous to even hear of, let alone witness. Each soul skill granted by these rings was unimaginably powerful.

The comprehensive boost of Battle Blood Boiling, the omniscient perception and dominion of the Aromatic Silk Beauty.

The extreme cold control of the Octagonal Mysterious Ice Grass, the scorching power of the Infernal Delicate Apricot... not to mention the terrifying armor-piercing capabilities of the External Soul Bone Dark Gold Terrorclaw, and the absolute control over the domains of Destruction and Life.

"I could probably toy with an average three-ring Soul Elder as if it were child's play."

Zichuan mused to himself, "Even against a weaker five-ring Soul King, relying on my soul skills, soul bones, and domains, it wouldn't be impossible to put up a fight. As for those at my own level... that would just be bullying."

He recalled another novel he had read in his past life, that cheater named Lan Xuanyu, who fought level 100s at level 70, and challenged level 150 God Kings at level 100... did he now have the beginnings of that same "leaping ranks like drinking water" potential?

"You've barely scratched the surface." The voice of the God of Destruction rang out right on cue, carrying his usual arrogance and dissatisfaction.

"You are the child of this god and Life; your foundation is the origin of dual God Kings! You are supposed to fight above your rank; it would be strange if you couldn't."

Zichuan was speechless. Fine, the old guy's competitive streak was quite strong.

However, it seemed Du Busi's seclusion would not be ending anytime soon.

The aura from the cocoon of light grew increasingly thick, with faint signs of dragon and tiger energies intertwining, exuding an image of indestructible diamond-like strength. It was clearly at the most critical moment of breaking through to level 99 and could not be disturbed. Zichuan naturally could not leave, nor did he dare to cause too much of a commotion.

But waiting idly was boring. Although the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well was excellent and the immortal herbs were plentiful, he had just finished absorbing the sacrificial power of the three great immortal herbs; his body and soul needed time to digest and adapt, so it was not advisable to consume any more.

Cultivation also required a balance of tension and relaxation.

Moreover, the vigorous metabolism and massive consumption brought about by his two hearts made him prone to hunger.

Although he still had some dry rations and meat from previously hunted soul beasts in his Soul Tool, eating stored supplies grew tiresome.

"Teacher is in seclusion, it's safe here, and he doesn't need me to guard him every second."

Zichuan looked at the motionless cocoon, rubbed his growling stomach, and made a decision.

"I'll go out for a stroll and hunt some game. With the aura of the Aromatic Silk Beauty protecting me, the poison arrays here won't affect me."

He acted on the thought. He stood up, brushed the non-existent dust from his clothes, and with a flick of his mind, emerald-green life soul power flowed through his body. His hair took on a faint green luster as he activated his Life Form.

It wasn't for combat, but in his Life Form, his perception of the surrounding vitality was much sharper, making it easier to find prey.

He followed the "safe path" that Du Busi had forcibly carved out and maintained with soul power, easily walking out of the poisonous barrier surrounding the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well and into the Sunset Forest.

The air in the forest was fresh, and the soul beast auras were chaotic but generally weak. Zichuan strolled leisurely, as if he were back in his own backyard.

His spiritual power had surged after the Aromatic Silk Beauty's sacrifice, giving him a vast range of perception, and he quickly locked onto several suitable hundred-year soul beasts.

He didn't use any soul skills, nor did he even activate his Destruction Form.

Zichuan relied solely on the physique strengthened by his two hearts and the terrifying hand strength and sharpness provided by the Dark Gold Terrorclaw External Soul Bone to easily resolve the battles.

With a flick of his claws, it was clean and efficient. He even intentionally controlled his strength, using only the sharpness of the Dark Gold Terrorclaw to cut, avoiding turning the prey into a bloody mess that would ruin the taste.

Just as he lit a campfire and placed the prepared soul beast meat over it, the aroma just beginning to drift through the air, the two God-Bestowed Marks that had been silent for some time suddenly grew slightly hot at the same time.

[Life God Trial, Second Trial] [Trial Content: Save a female soul master around level 18 who is facing a life-threatening crisis.] [Time Limit: None] [Trial Reward: God of Life affinity +5%, God-Bestowed Soul Ring age increased by 1000 years, one God-Bestowed Soul Ring.] [Failure Penalty: None.]
[Destruction God Trial, Second Trial] [Trial Content: Kill ten soul masters above level 20, or kill one three-ring Soul Elder.] [Time Limit: None] [Trial Reward: God of Destruction affinity +5%, God-Bestowed Soul Ring age increased by 1000 years, one God-Bestowed Soul Ring.] [Failure Penalty: None.]

A new God Trial? And this content... wasn't it a bit too pointed? Save someone, and it has to be a female soul master around level 18? Kill people, and it has to be ten level 20s or a three-ring elder?

Zichuan raised an eyebrow. The God of Destruction's style of "spoon-feeding" was truly as "thoughtful" as ever, even filtering the target's user profile for him. Was this really a divine trial, or just a quest guide?

As he pondered this, the voice of the God of Destruction echoed in his mind again, this time carrying a distinct, almost mischievous delight:

"Kid, are you full yet? If you're full, it's time to get down to business."

"What business? Killing or saving someone?" Zichuan tore off a piece of beast meat, charred on the outside and tender on the inside, and asked vaguely while taking a bite.

"Both," the God of Destruction's voice carried a smile. "Besides, let me ask you, do you want a wife?"

"Pfft—!" Zichuan nearly spat out the meat, choking and coughing repeatedly. "Old Zi, you... what did you say? A wife?"

"That's right, a wife, a spouse, a dao companion, call it whatever you like."

The God of Destruction's tone was matter-of-fact, even carrying a hint of smugness, as if to say, it's your good fortune that I'm arranging this for you.

"As long as you nod, I'll gift you one. Guaranteed to be vibrant, talented, with a clean background, and... well, she even has a bit of a connection to you."

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