On the road to Heaven Dou City, the gradually calming Lan Tian kept pondering one question.
How could a Titled Douluo possibly not have a storage Soul Tool?
And this guy had also researched Soul Tools, so why had none been among his belongings?
And where was his money?
How could a Titled Douluo possibly have no money?
So he opened the Life Record again and examined it carefully, only to discover a hidden page.
The answer was right there.
It was not that he had lacked Soul Tools and money.
Rather, when he had fought that Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast, his Soul Tool had been shattered. It had saved his life in the process, keeping him from dying on the spot, though he had still suffered grievous injuries.
Without the Soul Tool's protection, he would have died right there.
The things inside the Soul Tool had also been obliterated by the Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast's attack.
Moreover, he had only acquired that book on Soul Tools; his own research into Soul Tools had never truly reached a high level.
At most, he had only been a beginner.
He had obtained that book one year before his death.
After learning the reason, the knot in Lan Tian's heart finally came undone.
Before long, Lan Tian left Sunset Forest and arrived in Heaven Dou City once more.
This time, his mindset upon entering the city was completely different from last time.
Last time, he had been trapped by the city lockdown and stumbled into the Great Soul Arena, where he fought three matches out of casual interest and curiosity.
This time, he had come with a clear purpose.
He needed to gather every material required for making Soul Tools, from basic practice materials to advanced core materials. Not a single one could