Martial Soul Hall Reconstruction System?

Martial Soul Hall branch?

This was the second Douluo era. Where were they supposed to find a Martial Soul Hall branch? Spirit Hall had been gone for ten thousand years.

But Shen Zhou had no idea how to explain any of this.

First, he could not explain how he had learned so much after being gone for such a short while.

Second, Spirit Hall was Qian Daoliu's sore spot. If Shen Zhou told him to his face that Spirit Hall was gone, he would get beaten again.

"This place does not seem underdeveloped. The estate next door is built to an exceptionally high standard."

"Yet there are quite a few fallen Soul Masters nearby. What exactly is the Martial Soul Hall branch here doing?"

There was a trace of dissatisfaction in Qian Daoliu's tone.

As the Pope of Spirit Hall, he would never permit such a thing to happen.

Spirit Hall had inherited the glory of the Angel God through countless generations and regarded protecting the continent as its duty.

And yet fallen Soul Masters dared to flaunt themselves before him. It was undoubtedly the greatest insult to him.

If he had not yet been unable to make sense of the situation, Qian Daoliu would have slaughtered every fallen Soul Master long ago.

Shen Zhou stood to the side without saying much.

He was truly afraid that once Qian Daoliu learned the truth, he would fail to catch his breath, drop dead with a snap, and go see the King of Hell to take the imperial exam.

Qian Daoliu was a Peerless Douluo. Even in this world ten thousand years later, he would still be a Limit Douluo of this era.

Once he took action, who on the continent could stand against him?

Mu En?

Just a half-crippled old man. If he dared to come out and show his face, Qian Daoliu would teach him what the glory of an angel meant.

Ye Xishui?

If she survived a Ninth Soul Skill, Qian Daoliu would take her surname.

As for Long Xiaoyao, the only one who could barely resist Qian Daoliu?

In truth, he was not much use either.

Long Xiaoyao's Martial Soul, the Dark Sacred Dragon, might not have been evil-aligned, but Qian Daoliu still restrained it.

In other words, unless the sky itself fell, with Qian Daoliu around, they could not possibly fare too badly in this era.

As Shen Zhou sat on the ground and considered his plans for the future, Er Ha had already noticed Qian Daoliu's foul temper and immediately leaped over to comfort him.

"Big Brother, don't be angry. You're a Peerless Douluo—absolutely fierce!"

"I, the White Emperor, have been around for so many years, but I've never seen a Soul Master as gentlemanly as you."

"Once we get a foothold here, I'll find you three... no! Ten beautiful little lady dogs."

"Well? Loyal enough for you?"

The Offering Elders naturally knew Er Ha was unusual, but this damned dog had insisted on calling himself the White Emperor.

He was such a lecherous dog, yet he had completely wasted those two words.

"Get lost!"

Qian Daoliu waved his hand irritably and slapped Er Ha flying into the distance.

In any case, the damned dog's hide was thick, and his skin was even thicker than Spirit Hall's walls.

"Big Brother, absolutely fierce!"

Er Ha spun freely through the air, then landed in an exceptionally eye-searing pose.

Shen Zhou stood to the side, pondering his plans for the future.

Huo Yuhao's mother was still alive, which meant the original story had not yet begun.

That meant everything could still be changed.

He understood what Qian Daoliu and the Offering Elder brothers were thinking. Once they understood this era, they would certainly rebuild Spirit Hall.

Then...

Shen Zhou glanced at the sky.

That Tang God King, worse than a dog, would certainly try to trip them up.

At worst, that bastard might abandon all shame, cross realms, and come personally to wipe them out. It was not impossible.

"My first Martial Soul already has all nine Soul Rings filled, while my second Martial Soul, the Heavenly Eye, has yet to gain any Soul Rings. Perhaps I can intercept the Sky Dream Ice Silkworm ahead of time."

Shen Zhou was confident that compared to Huo Yuhao's Spirit Eye Martial Soul, his Heavenly Eye was a super Martial Soul among super Martial Souls.

As long as he went near the Star Dou Great Forest, he was not afraid that the Sky Dream Ice Silkworm would refuse to take the bait.

"Ah... in the end, I'll still have to face that God King Tang. What a nuisance."

"If this were the Douluo One timeline, I'd slap Tang San to death with one hand. Why would it be this troublesome?"

[Detected that the host is in the second Douluo era... Martial Soul Hall Reconstruction System binding...]

Shen Zhou tugged at the corner of his mouth. Damn it, after twenty years, the system had finally arrived.

[Binding complete... This system is dedicated to helping the host rebuild Spirit Hall and defeat the villain Tang San...]

Shen Zhou composed himself and asked, "Help me rebuild Spirit Hall?"

[Correct. Every time the host makes someone sincerely acknowledge Spirit Hall, the host may receive a corresponding reward.]

[Beginner mission released: Make one person sincerely acknowledge Spirit Hall. Reward: Academy Construction Card.]

[Academy Construction Card: Can construct an academy from nothing. It includes multiple areas, while additional areas can be obtained through future rewards.]

[The academy will contain many areas, including a Mimicry Training Ground, Spirit Pagoda, Soul Tools, Battle Armor, Mecha, and more.]

Shen Zhou sucked in a cold breath. This was far too overpowered.

Products from the Douluo Three era—even a single one of them would be a terrifying existence capable of crushing everything in this age.

As for how to explain it to Qian Daoliu, that was even simpler.

He only needed to say that he had received the inheritance of another god, and that this god had found the Angel God too pitiful to bear seeing its inheritance cut off, so the god had specifically sent him to rebuild Spirit Hall.

Listen to that. How pleasing it sounded.

As for making someone sincerely acknowledge Spirit Hall, Huo Yuhao was the easiest target.

At present, he lacked love, money, Soul Rings, and resources.

He was not an ungrateful wretch like Tang San. The simplest way was to treat Huo Yun'er's illness.

As for Huo Yun'er being critically ill?

That was even simpler.

Qian Daoliu was the Angel God's representative. Healing the sick and saving lives was hardly difficult for him.

While Shen Zhou was deep in thought, curses were already ringing nonstop outside the door.

Judging by the voices, they were several Offering Elders who had returned.

"Big Brother, this is damn strange! The people here actually don't know Spirit Hall exists."

"Yeah, I asked several groups of people, and none of them had heard of it."

"Logically speaking, Spirit Hall branches should reach even the most remote little villages. This place is very prosperous, so there is no reason they shouldn't know."

"They only said this was the Star Luo Empire, territory belonging to some White Tiger Duke Mansion."

Golden Crocodile Douluo was deeply frustrated.

Qian Daoliu opened his eyes, a trace of confusion in his gaze.

"Are you certain? The estate next door is called the White Tiger Duke Mansion?"

"Absolutely. I even stole... borrowed their signboard."

Guangling Douluo looked somewhat guilty as he tossed the plaque bearing the words "White Tiger Duke Mansion" onto the ground.

"Now this is strange. Star Luo Empire, White Tiger—everything sounds perfectly reasonable."

Qian Daoliu muttered to himself.

"But we all know the history of the Star Luo Empire. Ever since its founding, its imperial family has ruled it, and the imperial succession has always involved brothers killing brothers."

"How could there be room for some White Tiger Duke Mansion?"

Shen Zhou spoke up at the right moment.

"Ahem, brothers, I've more or less figured it out."

"Oh? Xiao Ba, you came back earliest. I didn't expect you to know even more than us. Hurry up and tell us."

Guangling Douluo pinned Er Ha down, then, ignoring the latter's rolling eyes, sat on him and rode Er Ha over to Shen Zhou.

"Fifth Brother, don't you know riding a dog rots your crotch? Get off me already."

Guangling Douluo turned a deaf ear.

"Ahem..."

Shen Zhou gathered his words. His very first sentence was earth-shattering.

"Actually, in this era, Spirit Hall has already..."

"Been destroyed for many years..."