The Jugglers of the Soul Masters

"Everyone, watch closely! I'm going to stew myself!"

Having delivered this show-stopping line, he leaped into the air and dove straight into the pot!

Soul power surged, causing the iron pot to hover in mid-air as a ball of orange flame ignited beneath it out of thin air.

The flames licked fiercely at the bottom of the pot, and the water inside quickly boiled, bubbling and steaming!

Yet, this chubby middle-aged soul master simply bathed in the pot, even humming a tune leisurely.

His companion on the side took out some pre-prepared potatoes and tossed them into the pot to boil along with him!

The surrounding crowd immediately roared with laughter, clapping and cheering!

Xiao Wu's mouth hung open in surprise; she had always assumed soul masters were all about fighting and killing.

It was like playing a game where every single skill point had to be invested into increasing combat power.

Could this... be increasing fire resistance? Would that even be useful?

Xiao Wu found it impossible to comprehend.

Chu Men, however, was immersed in the performance; he had come to the night market to see something novel and broaden his horizons.

The dandelion from earlier was merely pretty to look at, but this iron-pot soul master truly possessed some hard skills.

The technique of multitasking while tempering the physical body wasn't exactly high-level, but it was a path nonetheless.

Seeing that the middle-aged man, despite sweating on his forehead, appeared to be handling it with ease, he joined the audience in clapping and cheering!

The viewers in the livestream were equally wide-eyed.

[Taking a bath in a vat of boiling oil—this is Yangli Immortal right here!]

[Is this high-temperature immunity, or is there some trick involved? Tsk tsk, the true experts are indeed among the common folk!]

[Holy crap, he's actually stewing himself. What a ruthless guy!]

[Asking timidly: are the potatoes done yet? Give me a bite!]

[Damn! The comment above is even more of a savage.]

The third performer to take the stage was a thin, tall young man whose martial soul was a tattered broom.

As soon as he appeared, the number of people gathered around increased significantly, and the cheers were several times louder than before.

Clearly, this pale-faced young man was quite famous.

Judging by this popularity, he could be considered a "star" in this little corner of the night market.

The young man's third soul ring flashed, and his broom martial soul was instantly coated in a layer of purple light.

He mounted the broom and flew back and forth above the arena, performing various high-difficulty maneuvers while flipping and turning.

He spun, dove, and even performed a somersault.

The tail of the broom trailed a streak of purple light, which was quite a sight to behold.

From a distance, it looked like a meteor that could turn corners.

[Is this... Harry's flying broomstick?]

[This guy would definitely be a master at Quidditch; it's a pity he was born in the Douluo World!]

[A Soul Elder who can fly in the air, and with a tool-type martial soul unrelated to flight at that—his future is limitless!]

This time, Xiao Wu's eyes were glued to the scene, and she tugged on Chu Men's sleeve, shaking it:

"Look, it can fly! It can fly!"

Chu Men looked at Xiao Wu, speechless; he really wanted to tell her that he, this strange uncle, could fly too.

Xiao Wu immediately followed up: "Can your big white wings fly too?"

"I... I suppose so!"

"I want to fly too! I want to fly too!"

"Alright, alright. Tomorrow, when the weather clears up, we'll find a spot outside the city and I'll take you flying! Happy now?"

Chu Men was slowly beginning to taste the bitterness of raising a child.

But what else could he do with his own little white rabbit?

He just had to spoil her.

[So envious, so sweet, so doting!]

[Brother Chu, I want to fly too! Wuwu, I want to fly too~]

[Confucius once said (shaking his head): To spoil a child is to ruin a child...]

The next to take the stage was an old man with a goatee, whose martial soul was—a lump of white dough.

The edible kind!

The crowd exclaimed: "It's Old Man Dough! This old man is a food-type Soul Elder, and the taste of the pastries at his shop is a unique specialty of our Heaven Dou City!"

On a stage draped in red cloth.

Old Man Dough casually pinched a piece of dough, his fingers flying, and in the blink of an eye, he had molded a lifelike Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda.

Chu Men watched, completely stunned.

That wasn't all; Old Man Dough blew a breath onto the dough, and it instantly expanded into a Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon.

Although it lacked color, the lines and expression were vivid, even making one feel a hint of true dominance!

The dough shifted again, becoming a White Tiger, a Fire Leopard, a Precious Sword, and finally, it transformed into a Diamond Mammoth!

It even made Chu Men feel hungry.

Whispers broke out among the surrounding audience.

"Old Man Dough's skills have improved again!"

"The Seven Great Sects... why is the Clear Sky Sect missing?"

"Tch, still talking about the Clear Sky Sect? Haotian Douluo is already a wanted man..."

The viewers in the livestream were equally amazed.

[This old man has some real talent!]

[A folk artist! Look at these dough figures, they're absolutely incredible!]

[Good grief, so my Clear Sky Sect doesn't deserve a spot, is that it?]

Watching the performance, Chu Men quietly swallowed his saliva, his gaze drifting unconsciously toward the nearby stalls.

"Candied haws?"

Chu Men's eyes lit up. After dropping a Gold Soul Coin, he brought Xiao Wu to a stall selling candied haws.

"Sir, give us a few skewers!"

Thanks to the juggling performance nearby, the stalls in this area were doing a booming business!

Dozens of wooden poles were stuck into the stall, hung with all sorts of candied haws, colorful and crystal clear!

The vendor was a white-haired old man, holding a long wooden spoon and stirring syrup in a pot.

The syrup had turned an amber color, emitting a rich, caramelized fragrance.

"Customer, the ones on the left are five Copper Soul Coins a skewer, the ones on the right are ten."

As Chu Men was distinguishing the difference between the two, Xiao Wu had already hopped over to the right side.

"Blue Silver Fruit, White Spirit Fruit, Green Bamboo Fruit—I want them all!"

As a former overlord-level little white rabbit of the Star Dou Great Forest, Xiao Wu was no stranger to these.

There was little in the soul beast forest that she didn't know.

So, she directly chose these three most delicious fruits!

Seeing Chu Men nod, the vendor nimbly plucked three skewers and placed them in Xiao Wu's hands.

"Here you go, little girl!"

Xiao Wu took them, smiled sweetly, and couldn't wait to stuff one into her mouth.

Biting through the crystal-clear sugar coating of the Blue Silver Fruit, the sweet and sour juice flowed into the little rabbit's cherry mouth, carrying a faint scent of fresh grass.

The little girl was overjoyed, her eyes squinting into crescents!

Chu Men and the viewers in the livestream saw some familiar fruits on the "five Copper Soul Coin" pole on the left.

At the very front were hawthorns!

[As expected of the great hawthorn! Whether on Blue Planet or in another world, it remains the overlord of the candied haw world!]

[Wild dates, chestnuts, yams—this Douluo World is actually quite down-to-earth!]

[I'm actually quite interested in the biological evolution of the Douluo World!]

After eating three Blue Silver Fruits, Xiao Wu handed the rest to Chu Men, then hurriedly bit into a White Spirit Fruit.

Chu Men looked at the half-eaten skewer in his hand, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

He feigned disgust as he wiped it off before taking a bite, drawing a pout and a playful protest from Xiao Wu.

The White Spirit Fruit was produced by the plant-type soul beast, the White Spirit Tree. Such trees rarely lived past a hundred years, and many noble estates cultivated them.

The White Spirit Fruit was also slightly larger than the Blue Silver Fruit, with a softer, glutinous texture and a higher sweetness.

Xiao Wu ate quickly, and soon a ring of sugar residue coated her mouth, looking just like a white beard.

Chu Men could only take out his handkerchief again to wipe the corners of her mouth.

"Eat slowly, no one is going to steal it from you."