Douluo: Son of Life and Destruction, Forced to Be Fed
Chapter 6

Even Du Bushi Is Chasing Me to Feed Me!

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He practically roared the words out, his voice trembling:

"Your Soul Core might have two! Your Soul Power recovery speed is twice that of others, perhaps even faster! And your total Soul Power is definitely more than merely double! Because what your two hearts pump simultaneously is higher-quality, purer Soul Power fused with the attributes of destruction and life!"

"Simply put, your current level-ten Soul Power, in both quantity and quality, probably already rivals that of an ordinary level-fifteen soul master! Once you become a Title Douluo, the sheer strength of your level-ninety-nine Soul Power will far surpass that of an ordinary Limit Douluo. It might even... equal two level-ninety-nines!"

"What does that mean? It means invincibility among those of the same rank! Challenging higher ranks will be as easy as eating and drinking! It means your sustained combat ability, explosive power, and recovery ability will reach an utterly terrifying level!"

Du Busi was so excited that his face had turned red. He paced back and forth on the spot, his hands waving unconsciously.

"The Body Sect... has been suppressed by Shrek for far too long! Those arrogant bastards call themselves the continent's number one academy and look down on us 'unorthodox factions'! And those so-called Upper Three Sects, every last one of them putting on airs!"

"But now, with you..." He stopped in his tracks and stared fixedly at Zichuan, a terrifying gleam bursting from his eyes.

"Everything will be different! Zichuan, my good disciple, you are the future hope of my Body Sect! You are the key to leading the Body Sect back to its peak, and even surpassing Shrek!"

Zichuan watched the somewhat overexcited Du Busi, but his mind remained perfectly clear.

He had naturally considered the advantages of having two hearts long ago, but hearing them personally confirmed and analyzed by Du Busi, a Super Douluo and the Body Sect Master, felt entirely different.

What two hearts brought was not merely twice the Soul Power, but a qualitative leap in every respect. Just as Du Busi had said, this was a broad road toward "invincibility among equals," perhaps even "invincibility against higher ranks."

And with the God of Destruction in his mind, eager to "feed him," along with that absurdly simplified Dual Godly Trial...

Zichuan suddenly felt that the scripts he had planned before—"struggling through hardship" and "rising up to slap faces"—might have been a little too melodramatic.

"You overpraise me, Teacher. I do not deserve it." Zichuan suppressed the turmoil in his heart and revealed an appropriately humble expression, tinged with a hint of flattered surprise.

"This disciple will certainly cultivate diligently and will not disappoint Teacher or the sect."

"Work hard? Right! You need to work hard!" Du Busi slapped his forehead, only then remembering the most important matter. "You possess Innate Full Soul Power. Your most urgent task is to obtain your first soul ring! Only after obtaining a soul ring can you continue improving!"

He grabbed Zichuan's wrist, his movements urgent.

"Come! Follow your master back to the sect right now! No, forget the sect, that would waste time! We'll go straight to the Star Dou Great Forest! Your master will personally hunt a soul ring for you! We must find you the finest, most suitable soul ring! This first soul ring is critically important—it concerns the foundation of your future!"

He acted with lightning decisiveness, ready to leave the moment he said so. He did not even plan to let Zichuan return to that shabby hut to pack, since there was nothing worth packing anyway.

Pulled along by him, Zichuan could only follow, when the unhurried voice of the God of Destruction suddenly sounded in his mind:

"The Star Dou Great Forest? There is nothing worthwhile there now. The real 'feast' lies farther north, in a colder place. A little bug with mental attributes has lived long enough to barely qualify as an appetizer."

"There are also two little girls ruling over the ice and snow. Their tempers are somewhat proud, but their talents are passable. Catch them and have them serve you tea and water as maids—at least they would be put to good use."

"As for this Du Busi... it would be fine to let him come along. Having a thug around will save you the trouble of acting personally."

Zichuan's steps paused slightly. He looked toward the northern horizon, the corners of his mouth rising despite himself.

Du Busi assumed he was excited about obtaining a soul ring and laughed loudly.

"Hahaha, good disciple, that's more like it! A man of my Body Sect should possess such spirit! Come, your master will show you what real soul hunting is!"

Zichuan withdrew his gaze and looked at the green-haired burly man dragging him away in a whirlwind, then thought of the God of Destruction in his mind, who had already arranged a "feast" and "maids" for him.

He suddenly felt that his path of cultivation had somehow veered off the track of "hard work" from the very beginning, charging wildly toward a strange direction where powerful figures chased after him to force-feed him, and he was not even allowed to keep his mouth shut.

"Yes, Teacher." He obediently answered, wearing an incomparably innocent smile.

Du Busi dragged Zichuan toward the village exit in a rush, looking as though he wished he could immediately fly to the Star Dou Great Forest.

But after taking only two steps, he abruptly stopped again and slapped his dark-green buzz cut, suddenly realizing something.

"Look at my memory! I got so happy that I forgot the important business!"

He released Zichuan, turned around, and began rummaging through the storage Soul Tool at his waist.

The Soul Tool had an ancient design, resembling an old leather pouch, but it clearly held considerable space.

Du Busi stirred his large hand around inside a few times, then pulled out several jade bottles and something wrapped in oil paper that still emitted a faint chill.

"Here, good disciple, your gift for joining the master!" He stuffed everything into Zichuan's arms at once, as rough as if he were tossing bricks.

Zichuan hurriedly caught them. When he lowered his head for a look, his eyes instantly widened.

There were three translucent white jade bottles, delicate and warm in texture. At a glance, they were clearly no ordinary items.

One bottle held ten pills the size of longans, deep blue throughout with rippling patterns on their surfaces, faintly accompanied by the sound of tides. Another held ten emerald-green pellets that exuded a fresh scent of grass and trees; merely smelling them made one feel refreshed.

As for the item wrapped in oil paper, it was unmistakably a chunk of pale-white flesh like rich fat, threaded with faint golden strands. Even through the paper, Zichuan could sense the immense Bloodline Power within it, as well as a faint pressure... seemingly originating from an ancient ocean.

"This is..." Zichuan's throat felt dry. Although he had only transmigrated recently, he still retained the memories of all the novels he had read in his previous life. These deep-blue pills, these emerald-green pills, this strange chunk of flesh...

"Mystic Water Pills, ten of them. They strengthen the foundation, nourish vitality, cleanse the meridians, and improve water-attribute affinity. They are greatly beneficial to any soul master, especially for laying one's foundation."

Du Busi pointed at the deep-blue pills, speaking as casually as though he were introducing candy beans.

"Soul Raising Pills, ten of them. They directly increase Soul Power. Their medicinal properties are mild, with hardly any side effects. Below Soul Elder, each pill can raise you at least one level. Above Soul Elder, the effect is halved, and above Soul King, they are merely supplements. They are perfect for you right now."

Finally, he pointed at the piece of meat and grinned.

"A thousand-year Whale Rubber, the most refined piece. Even I had to put in some effort to get this thousand-year one. Eat it raw or stew it—it's a tremendous tonic! It can greatly strengthen your physique, widen your meridians, and enhance your Bloodline Power. It works best for someone like you who has only just awakened!"

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