Ye Tianyun Creates a Method to Increase Soul Ring Age

In the days that followed, Ye Tianyun reduced his cultivation time, focusing his efforts entirely on creating new cultivation methods and increasing the age of soul rings.

Beyond that, the Tang Sans of the two timelines began their daily routines as usual, forging Tang Sect Hidden Weapon along the way.

The Live Broadcast Room still displayed three screens.

Both Tang Sans did the same things every day without the slightest deviation.

Cultivation, forging Tang Sect Hidden Weapon, and studying knowledge about soul beasts.

Only Ye Tianyun, aside from his cultivation, spent his time devouring vast amounts of medical knowledge and conducting various experiments.

It was a pity that although Nuoding Academy had many books, it was ultimately a small place with a limited collection, which severely hindered Ye Tianyun's research.

However, the brilliance and exceptional talent of a single person could not be held back; in the end, Ye Tianyun achieved a small goal—he earned his first... increase in soul ring age.

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In the Main Timeline of Douluo Continent, countless people were shocked.

Had Ye Tianyun actually pulled it off?

Bibi Dong felt a tremor in her heart and turned to look at the Platinum Bishops beside her.

Each of them held a medical text—the very same ones Ye Tianyun had been studying—and were chewing over the contents with great intensity.

"Has he succeeded? Are there any results? Do not disappoint me."

The Platinum Bishops broke into a cold sweat under her gaze.

Facts proved that creating one's own cultivation methods and techniques to increase soul ring age was just like physics and chemistry; if you didn't know it, you didn't know it. Even if you cut your head off, you still wouldn't know it.

They truly wanted to say, "This servant is unable to do so."

Bibi Dong also knew that these Platinum Bishops were likely incapable of such a feat, so she sighed helplessly:

"Forget it. It took Ye Tianyun a long time as well. Find more people and have them study it diligently. Who knows? They might succeed."

The Platinum Bishops looked at each other. Could they really do it? Based on their own abilities?

A talent like Ye Tianyun was rare in a thousand years, seldom seen in this world; otherwise, how could the Live Broadcast Room have praised his exceptional talent?

On the competition grounds, Tang San's eyes widened, and he muttered incessantly:

"How is this possible? How did he do it? Many people have failed to increase their soul ring age. How did he manage it?"

He couldn't figure it out; he couldn't understand it.

How could one person be this intelligent?

Seeing Tang San's distress, Xiao Wu hurriedly encouraged him:

"Third Brother, don't be discouraged. You can do it too."

As soon as these words were spoken, Tang San's eyes lit up. That's right, why couldn't he do it? He was the protagonist, after all.

Tang San immediately became full of confidence:

"You're right. Anything Ye Tianyun can do, I can do as well. And the things Ye Tianyun cannot do, I can still do. This is who I am—the peerless genius, Tang San."

Nearby, the other members of the Shrek Seven Devils, such as Dai Mubai, Oscar, and Ma Hongjun, exchanged glances, their eyes filled with skepticism.

Could Tang San really do it?

While he was smart and talented, his cultivation techniques were all stolen. If he had the ability, he should create his own instead of stealing.

Yu Xiaogang remained dazed for a moment before quickly becoming brimming with confidence:

"That's right. I am the Grandmaster. I have read so much theoretical knowledge and possess many records from Martial Soul Hall. Why shouldn't I be able to create it?"

If he could truly create a method to increase soul ring age, he would become famous throughout the entire Douluo Continent.

Everyone would respectfully address him as "Grandmaster."

The more Yu Xiaogang thought about it, the brighter his smile became, appearing almost wretched.

The Soul Saint Brothers were left speechless.

"Brother, stop dreaming. It's still daytime. If you want to dream, go home and do it; don't do it here."

"Exactly. You can create it? Are you that exceptionally talented? And what 'Grandmaster'—isn't all that theoretical knowledge stolen?"

"Didn't he just say he had Martial Soul Hall's records? Perhaps all his knowledge was just borrowed from Martial Soul Hall."

The three brothers' words were like blades, seemingly stabbing deep into Yu Xiaogang's heart, dealing him a heavy blow.

Because those theoretical insights were indeed not his own; they were borrowed.

Having had his sore spot stepped on, Yu Xiaogang grew anxious and shouted in his defense:

"You are slandering me! This is slander! Be careful, or I will sue you for defamation. They are slandering me!"

His voice grew louder and louder until everyone around heard him and turned to look at Yu Xiaogang.

They really wanted to say:

Brother, if you're being slandered, just let it be. Do you have to explain yourself so loudly? It only makes people suspicious.

Liu Erlong truly could not hold back any longer. Provoked by the three brothers time and again, she pointed a finger at them and cursed loudly:

"Do you two want to find out just how fierce my fists are?"

The three brothers exchanged a glance and burst into laughter once more.

"Our fists are not exactly weak, either."

In the distance, Ning Fengzhi of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect watched the scene unfold and could not help but shake his head.

They were starting to fight again.

His gaze remained fixed on the Live Broadcast Room.

This was a method to increase soul ring age; if he could obtain it, he would undoubtedly be able to enhance the age of his own soul rings.

The Live Broadcast Room continued.

[Ye Tianyun successfully researched a method to increase soul ring age. Although it cannot elevate them to one hundred thousand years, it is a wonderful beginning.]

[Therefore, he made up his mind to first increase the age of his own soul rings, starting by raising them to the century level, reaching the so-called standard for a genius.]

[As for the method of increasing soul ring age...]

The tone of the Live Broadcast Room paused.

Everyone's heart leaped into their throats. This was the method to increase soul ring age; if they could learn it, they could enhance their own soul rings.

Especially those whose soul ring ages were subpar or who had been affected by such limitations—they all desperately wanted to learn it.

The Live Broadcast Room began to speak again.

[The method to increase soul ring age is very simple...]

Bibi Dong nodded, Tang San focused his full attention, and Yu Xiaogang took out a book, ready to record.

Since it was very simple, they would surely be able to learn it.

[First, you do it like this, then you do it like that. After doing it like this and like that, you continue, and finally, you do it like this, and then the soul ring age increases. Isn't it just that simple?]

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You call this simple?

Look at what you're saying—is that even human language?

"Like this" and "like that"—what exactly is "like this" and "like that"? Without explaining it clearly, it was the same as saying nothing at all.

To have the nerve to broadcast while saying nothing.

Utterly hateful.

Tang San was truly gnashing his teeth. He had been fully prepared to learn and increase the age of his first soul ring.

Yet, the Live Broadcast Room had spouted so much nonsense.

In the Parallel Timeline.

The gods were collectively speechless, and even the people of the Douluo Continent did not know what to say.

They had all wanted to learn, all hoping to improve.

Yet the Live Broadcast Room had rambled on with so much drivel without ever mentioning how to actually increase soul ring age.

Ye Tianyun laughed.

"I suspect the Live Broadcast Room is playing with us."

As for whether it was playing with a specific person...

Xiao Wu pointed her finger at the Live Broadcast Room and clamored:

"Brother San, isn't this messing with you?"

Tang San was so angry he rolled up his sleeves, wanting to strike the Live Broadcast Room, but he ultimately held back—mainly because he couldn't actually hit it.

However, he would never forget the humiliation the Live Broadcast Room had inflicted upon him; it was a deep, indelible disgrace that he would never forget as long as he lived.