Ye Tianyun's First Soul Ring, Only Ten Years

Across two dimensions, countless people were stunned into silence.

Three levels in a row, and he considered that slow?

Ye Tianyun actually complained about it; what kind of speed would he consider fast, then?

One had to know, for many geniuses, wanting to rise ten levels in two or three years was nothing but a pipe dream.

"Arrogant, he only knows how to brag."

Tang San was simply displeased with Ye Tianyun. Why compare Ye Tianyun to him? He was already very outstanding.

Feng Xiaotian was speechless, inwardly despising Tang San. No, you actually have the nerve to compare yourself to others? You have Innate Full Soul Power and only rose nine levels in three years, still a bit worse than Ye Tianyun.

In the Live Broadcast Room, Ye Tianyun held the academy's secret medical texts in his hands and began to study them.

The narrator began to explain again.

[Ye Tianyun studied very earnestly, researching various medical classics and knowledge of human meridians, and began to independently create a new Guidance Method.]

Martial Soul Hall.

Bibi Dong could see the medical techniques in the Live Broadcast Room and turned to quickly instruct the crowd:

"All of you, find every book inside immediately, then arrange for people to study them. Anyone who can research a Guidance Technique will be heavily rewarded."

She believed that if Ye Tianyun could research it, perhaps her own subordinates could also manage to uncover some content.

She didn't require it to be fully comparable to the Guidance Technique 2.0; version 1.0 was acceptable too, after all, Ye Tianyun was a peerless genius.

"Yes, Pope."

Outside the competition arena.

Ning Fengzhi watched with rapt attention.

Beside him, Sword Douluo reminded him:

"Fengzhi, should we hire a group of people, such as those doctors, and let them study it? Perhaps they could research a Guidance Technique."

Ning Fengzhi hesitated for a moment and asked in return:

"Do you think our people can research it?"

Sword Douluo was stumped by the question. He didn't believe it himself, but one had to try; perhaps they could succeed.

"Human effort can achieve anything."

"That makes sense, then let us leave it to human effort."

The Live Broadcast Room continued.

[During this period, Ye Tianyun took out his family's meager savings and found soul masters, hiring them to hunt soul beasts.]

[He did not go to the academy teachers because he knew very well that rising ten levels in three years would definitely arouse the covetousness of others.]

The crowd watched the Sky Screen and nodded silently. If people knew about this, they would definitely snatch the Guidance Method away.

As for the people in the parallel universe, they shouldn't think too much; Ye Tianyun was already the Heavenly Emperor of the Heavenly Court, not someone they could pry into.

[Half a month later, with the help of the Bauhinia Squad, Ye Tianyun successfully hunted his first soul ring, a seventy-year-old Ghost Tiger.]

[Although it was only seventy years old and merely a white soul ring, not the standard for a genius, Ye Tianyun knew very well that even the Nuoding City Lord's son only had a white soul ring; where was he supposed to find a century-old soul ring?]

"A century-old soul ring? Only a century-old soul ring?"

Tang San exclaimed. He found it hard to believe that Ye Tianyun's first soul ring was only a century-old one; how could he still defeat the other version of himself?

Just how useless was that other version of him?

Yu Xiaogang also found it inconceivable and questioned in a skeptical tone:

"This is impossible. How did he do it? If his first soul ring isn't even a century-old one, how could he surpass Little San?"

It was common knowledge on Douluo Continent that only a century-old first soul ring could lead to a brighter future.

He truly couldn't hold it together; he at least had a century-old first soul ring, yet he ended up doing worse than Ye Tianyun.

Nearby, the Soul Saint Brothers looked on with admiration:

"As expected of the admirable Dou Di. Even with a ten-year soul ring, he can defeat the protagonist Tang San."

"Dou Di is my idol."

In Martial Soul Hall, Bibi Dong, who had participated in the God Trials, frowned deeply and pondered for a moment.

She muttered to herself in confusion:

"Could it be that he found a way to change the age of a soul ring?"

Changing the age of a soul ring was something a god could do. Although Ye Tianyun was not a god, his future achievements would not be inferior to one.

Perhaps he had found a divine inheritance.

However, she believed that the reason Ye Tianyun defeated the protagonist of destiny was not necessarily due to a god, but perhaps his own extraordinary talent, allowing him to alter the soul ring's age himself.

In the scene.

Ye Tianyun released his first soul ring, his brows locked in a tight frown as he muttered with deep reluctance:

"With no family background and no surplus wealth, a white soul ring is my limit. I need to research this myself and evolve this soul ring into a century-level one. What the gods can do, I can do as well."

He possessed an extraordinary comprehension that transcended both ordinary men and gods; if the gods could achieve it, so could he.

Since he was already cheating, he wasn't about to play around.

In the Main Timeline of the Douluo Continent, within the God Realm.

The gods all wore expressions of astonishment upon hearing Ye Tianyun's words.

Increasing the age of a soul ring was nothing to them, but for an ordinary mortal, it was nothing short of a fantasy.

"Do you think that boy in the parallel universe can succeed?"

"I say he definitely will. After all, he becomes a Dou Di in the future, even a bit stronger than God King Tang San, so his talent must be exceptional."

These gods still believed that a Dou Di was only slightly stronger than a God King, assuming that without a Super Divine Artifact, the future God King Tang San and a Dou Di were roughly on par.

The God of Destruction nodded slightly:

"That makes sense. Given such talent, he is undoubtedly a prodigy and should be able to increase the age of his soul ring."

In the broadcast, Ye Tianyun fell into deep thought once more.

"Hunting for soul rings is too difficult for me. After all, I have no background. Perhaps I can create an Artificial Soul Ring; I refuse to believe I cannot do it."

Others might not know, but Ye Tianyun was well aware that tens of thousands of years later in the Douluo Continent, it would be possible to absorb soul rings without hunting soul beasts.

As soon as these words were spoken, countless soul beasts were stunned.

Deep within the Tiandou Forest, the Sky Azure Bull Python and the Titan Giant Ape exchanged glances.

"If this human can truly achieve this, he will be the god of our soul beast race."

"Indeed. I hope he succeeds and frees us from our current plight."

Although they were soul beasts, if Ye Tianyun could create a method to absorb soul rings without slaughtering their kind, they would be willing to acknowledge him as their god.

Even Xiao Wu felt a glimmer of anticipation.

The Asura God couldn't help but ask:

"This seems... a bit difficult, doesn't it?"

"Er... 'a bit difficult' is an understatement. But considering his talent, for him to be deemed 'outstanding' by the Live Broadcast Room, he must be a genius."

The gods had already begun to acknowledge Ye Tianyun.

Conversely, in the lower realm, Tang San was watching the Live Broadcast Room and offered a scornful smile:

"He wants to increase his soul ring's age and create his own? If such a thing were possible, someone would have done it long ago."

He wasn't certain if Ye Tianyun would succeed, but he found the boy incredibly grating.

What kind of status was this? To be a protagonist like him, and one who had defeated another version of him to become the main protagonist—it only made him more irritated.

Yu Xiaogang, upon hearing this, was equally disdainful:

"If he can actually create it, I will..."

He stopped halfway through his sentence. What if Ye Tianyun actually succeeded? After all, he was the protagonist of another world.

It was better not to finish that thought; getting slapped in the face wouldn't be pleasant, and he still had his pride to maintain.