Luo Sanpao Was Castrated

Notting City, Pig Farming Village, inside a pig farm.

Dozens of pigs of various sizes were kept in the pen.

Yu Xiaogang gripped the wheelbarrow handles, frowning as he stood outside the pigpen, enduring the stench flooding his nostrils while watching Tang San shovel pig manure inside.

"Whoosh~"

Tang San dumped shovelful after shovelful of pig manure into the cart Yu Xiaogang was holding.

The farm workers nearby nearly popped their eyes out when they saw two Soul Masters come to the pig farm to work.

"Tell me, why would two esteemed Soul Masters give up their good lives and insist on coming to this filthy, messy pig farm? Shoveling manure, cleaning the farm, bathing pigs... What are they trying to do?"

"I don't know either. Could it be that these Soul Master lords found city life too boring and wanted to try a different way of living, to experience the lives of us country pig farmers?"

"Could be. I'm tired of raising pigs too. I'd like to switch to raising some other livestock."

At that moment, the pig farm's manager walked in and shouted angrily, "This Soul Master's martial soul is a pig. These two esteemed Soul Masters came to our Sea Hammer Pig Farm to study the habits of pigs, so they can better understand their own pig martial soul.

What are you all standing around whispering about?"

"Get back to work."

"So they're studying the habits of the species their martial soul belongs to!" a worker holding a shovel said in sudden realization.

Then another worker realized, "I heard from a fellow villager who runs a stall near the entrance of an advanced Soul Master academy that the more you understand the habits of the creature your martial soul belongs to, the faster you can cultivate soul power."

"So that's how it is."

Tang San, who was focused on shoveling manure, and Yu Xiaogang, who was pushing the wheelbarrow, paid no attention to the workers' thoughts. They had come to study pig habits, and they would leave once they were done. They were not planning to live here long-term, so there was no need to get upset over these people.

After clearing away the manure, Yu Xiaogang summoned his martial soul, Luo Sanpao.

Luo Sanpao was covered in pale purple fur. He was over one and a half meters long, with nearly the same waist circumference. He looked like both a dog and a pig, though he leaned more toward a pig-like appearance.

His little ears drooped, his large eyes were deep blue, his body fat, his short legs thick, and his plump rear swayed from side to side.

The instant he appeared, the eyes of all the surrounding sows lit up, as though women had laid eyes on an incomparably handsome man.

As for the boars, some looked wary, some gave angry warnings, while others wore the same lovestruck expressions as the sows.

The sows charged straight toward Luo Sanpao, their intentions obvious—they wanted to rub up against him.

The moment Luo Sanpao saw those pigs, his entire body trembled. With a swish, he hid behind Yu Xiaogang, curling into a ball and shivering.

Blue Silver Bind.

Seeing this, Tang San used his soul skill to restrain the sows.

Luo Sanpao was, after all, a martial soul. These pigs were no match for him.

If Luo Sanpao became enraged and unleashed a soul skill at them, every last pig would die.

He and Yu Xiaogang had spent more than half a month searching and had shoveled pig manure for so many days just to reach this point.

If Luo Sanpao failed to fit in and angrily destroyed all the hard work they had painstakingly built up, the loss would be enormous.

Yu Xiaogang took out a whip. With a sharp crack, it lashed across Luo Sanpao's body. "They're your kind. What are you afraid of?"

Whether Yu Xiaogang's words worked or Luo Sanpao had been frightened by the whipping, he stopped trembling and stepped out from behind Yu Xiaogang.

Luo Sanpao glanced at the group of irrational sows, who seemed to be on the verge of going mad, and could not help taking two steps back.

Yu Xiaogang looked at the manager. "What is going on? Why have all these sows gone crazy?"

Seeing the situation, the pig farm manager explained, "Spring has arrived. It's breeding season for animals again. This is normal."

"Then what should we do?"

"I came here to study pig habits and understand the pig martial soul."

"With these pigs so restless, how am I supposed to observe their ordinary lives?"

Seeing that Yu Xiaogang was about to lose his temper, the manager hurriedly explained, "Actually, it's very simple. I have two ways to solve this."

"What methods? Speak quickly."

"First, let your pig martial soul help these sows vent their urges, putting them into their post-coital stupor.

"Then these sows won't trouble your pig martial soul anymore."

Tang San carefully counted the sows and found that there were quite a few.

Tang San frowned. "There are so many sows here. If Luo Sanpao has to satisfy them, can he handle it?

"And after he goes through them all, won't the first sows he satisfied go into heat again?"

The manager flattered Tang San. "The young Soul Master is correct. So this first method does not end after satisfying the sows once. It only ends once these sows have no strength left."

Tang San pointed at several boars who were staring at Luo Sanpao with lovestruck eyes. "Once the sows have no strength left, won't the boars still have strength?"

"Why are the boars looking at Luo Sanpao like that too?"

The manager's mouth twitched as he explained, "That is because your teacher's pig martial soul is too beautiful. In the eyes of the boars, he is like a young girl. They classify him with the sows—and as an even more attractive breed than the sows."

After hesitating for a moment, Yu Xiaogang said, "This method takes too much time. Tell me the second method."

Manager: "The second method is to drown your pig. Without that thing, the sows will no longer desire it.

The boars wary of your martial soul will no longer be hostile toward it.

As for the boars that go into heat upon seeing your pig martial soul, we only need to separate those few aroused boars into other pens."

As someone who had already been castrated, Yu Xiaogang was no longer as resistant to having that thing cut off from his martial soul.

Here, as long as Luo Sanpao had that thing removed, he could immediately observe the pigs' habits. His soul power could grow as well, without wasting any time.

Naturally, he had no objections.

However, Luo Sanpao, huddled off to one side, saw Yu Xiaogang hesitate and inwardly cried that things were bad.

Luo Sanpao hurried to Yu Xiaogang's feet, repeatedly nudging them and making "Luo luo luo" sounds, hoping Yu Xiaogang would reject the proposal.

Seeing Luo Sanpao come over on his own, Yu Xiaogang assumed it agreed to the second plan and promptly said, "Then we'll do as the manager says and castrate Luo Sanpao."

"Manager, I'll leave it to you."

"I'll make sure it's done beautifully for you, Your Excellency Soul Master."

Upon hearing Yu Xiaogang's words, Luo Sanpao's already purple face immediately turned an even deeper shade.

Seeing this, the nearby sows became even more interested in Luo Sanpao.

They all began struggling, each wanting to cuddle up against Luo Sanpao.

Luo Sanpao was instantly scared stiff by the sight.

Seeing Luo Sanpao standing there without moving, the manager secretly marveled that a Soul Master's martial soul truly understood human nature—it even knew to stand still so he could make his move.

How could the manager let such a rare opportunity slip by? He promptly pulled out a small knife, and with a swift motion of his hand—

Along with a slicing sound, an extra object on Luo Sanpao's body was quickly removed by the manager.

Whether Luo Sanpao had been too absorbed in Yu Xiaogang's words or the manager had moved too quickly, it did not react until the manager had finished and applied hemostatic medicine and anesthetic.

"Luo luo luo~"

Luo Sanpao kept making "Luo luo luo~" sounds.

It had just tried to step away when the pain and discomfort in a certain area made it stop immediately.

Luo Sanpao stood frozen in place, its entire pig body aching.

Whether it was because Luo Sanpao had cast away the source of its distracting thoughts, or because Yu Xiaogang cultivated the Sunflower Manual, a trace of the power of advancement was unexpectedly born within Luo Sanpao, raising its aptitude by a sliver. It was equivalent to increasing from innate soul power level 0.5 to innate soul power level 0.6.

For someone with innate soul power level ten, a difference of 0.1 levels was nothing. One might not even notice it without careful sensing.

However, Yu Xiaogang had only innate soul power level 0.5. An innate increase of 0.1 levels was equivalent to a twenty percent improvement—a remarkably obvious increase.

Yu Xiaogang immediately felt the circulation of soul power within his body become twenty percent faster.

"Little San, stand guard for me."

Without wasting time after saying this, Yu Xiaogang immediately sat cross-legged on the ground and began cultivating the Sunflower Manual.

As Yu Xiaogang circulated the technique, he could clearly feel that his soul power absorption speed was genuinely twenty percent faster than before.

Yu Xiaogang was overjoyed.

At that moment, he gained a deeper understanding of the true meaning behind the words "Heaven and man transform and give birth; all things flourish" from the Sunflower Manual.

Perhaps because he was deep within a pigpen, when Yu Xiaogang cultivated the Sunflower Manual this time, his consciousness delved deeper, and his connection with his martial soul, Luo Sanpao, became closer.

Tang San, who stood guard nearby, was shocked when he saw Yu Xiaogang cultivating cross-legged.

He knew Yu Xiaogang was cultivating a technique, and judging by the situation, it was an exceedingly profound one.

Tang San himself possessed techniques and martial skills such as the Mysterious Heaven Skill, Purple Demon Eye, and Mysterious Jade Hand, so he naturally understood the importance of top-tier techniques.

Earlier, when he had first acknowledged Yu Xiaogang as his master, he had received a cultivation technique and a pill formula from Yu Xiaogang.

However, neither the technique nor the pill formula could be cultivated directly.

Now that Yu Xiaogang had a technique he could cultivate directly, it meant Yu Xiaogang had likely comprehended a cultivation method suited to his own physique.

Tang San's eyes lit up. At that moment, he once again felt Yu Xiaogang's wisdom.

As expected of the renowned theoretical master of the Soul Master world. His wisdom truly is extraordinary, Tang San thought in shock.

Tang San quietly remained by Yu Xiaogang's side until two hours had passed.

Yu Xiaogang finished cultivating and rose to his feet.

Yu Xiaogang looked at Tang San with a proud expression and said, "Little San, what you said about raising pigs, understanding pigs, and understanding my own martial soul was truly useful. Just now, my cultivation speed increased by twenty percent."

Upon hearing that his cultivation speed had increased by twenty percent, Tang San's eyes gleamed as he looked at Yu Xiaogang. "Congratulations, Teacher! Congratulations! In the future, you will surely break the curse that innate soul power level 0.5 cannot break through level twenty-nine."

Tang San's praise made Yu Xiaogang raise his head, pride written all over his face.

Yu Xiaogang swept his gaze across the area and declared confidently, "I've decided. For the next half year, I'll cultivate here until I break through to level thirty."

Elsewhere.

As Wang Chen headed for Heaven Dou City, the capital of the Heaven Dou Empire, messages constantly appeared in his sea of consciousness, informing him of increases in fate and divine power. He was utterly baffled.

Logically, he had used Dream God's divine skill to invade Xiao Wu's spiritual world, telling her that she had been raised in captivity by Tang Hao and that Tang San, who had been interacting with her, was Tang Hao's son.

Once Xiao Wu became wary of Tang San, there should not have been any further increase in fate power or divine power.

Unless, after invading Xiao Wu's dream and changing her mindset, he had inadvertently changed something else as well.

And that matter either had a significant impact on Tang San, or it could become a dark chapter in Tang San's history after he became a god.

This sort of dark history was no ordinary scandal. Once exposed, it would be enough to smear the glorious and majestic image of Tang San, the God King, with a layer of shit.

Tang San raising pigs and personally shoveling pig shit would indeed become the kind of dark history that got him smeared with shit if people brought it up after he became a God King.

Wang Chen stayed in Heaven Capital City for several days, preparing some supplementary supplies before heading straight for the Golden Crocodile clan's territory in Sunset Forest.

What Wang Chen did not know was that the instant he entered Heaven Dou City, Porcupinefish Douluo had already noticed him.

At the time, however, Wang Chen had merely been preparing supplies, and Porcupinefish Douluo posed no threat to him. Naturally, the Divine Spark Seed did not trigger an alarm.

What Wang Chen did not know was that Porcupinefish Douluo was exceptionally skilled at concealment and tracking. In particular, his Porcupinefish martial soul granted him a keen perception of scents, allowing him to detect faint molecular changes in the air.

The first time Porcupinefish saw Wang Chen, he had already memorized Wang Chen's aura.

When Wang Chen passed not far from Porcupinefish, Porcupinefish analyzed Wang Chen's identity through the components in the air.

Porcupinefish Douluo discovered that Wang Chen was several times stronger than when they had last met, drawing his attention.

Porcupinefish Douluo followed Wang Chen from afar and watched him head directly toward the Golden Crocodile clan's territory. He watched Wang Chen, within the Golden Crocodile clan's territory, control a Golden Crocodile that was over thirty thousand years old.

He watched Wang Chen lure Golden Crocodile away from the Golden Crocodile clan's territory and control a ten-thousand-year soul beast to stand guard for him.

He watched as that thirty-thousand-year Golden Crocodile was tortured by Wang Chen until it was in unbearable agony, before finally being killed.

Only when Wang Chen sat down cross-legged, revealing those three purple-black rings, did Porcupinefish Douluo realize in horror that the eight-year-old boy who had only just reached level ten and had not even hunted his first soul ring more than half a year ago had cultivated to level forty in less than a year.

Moreover, his soul rings were an absurdly heaven-defying purple-black configuration.

At that moment, Porcupinefish Douluo's heart shook violently.

At the same time, he thought of gods.

He was a Title Douluo of Spirit Hall, a Title Douluo who followed the Grand Priest and the Angel Clan, and one of the core personnel who had accompanied Qian Renxue in carrying out the plan to usurp the nation.

He knew that gods existed in the Douluo world. He knew that Qian Renxue's ancestor had been a god, and that Spirit Hall possessed a divine inheritance.

In his view, only a god could possibly enable such heaven-defying cultivation speed and such a heaven-defying soul ring configuration as Wang Chen's.

And Wang Chen could almost certainly be said to be someone favored by a god, an inheritor of a god.

Gods were the heavens hanging over everyone's heads on Douluo Continent.

Now that the heavens had revealed a corner, Porcupinefish naturally did not dare delay. Using a secret method, he transmitted the information to Qian Renxue.

As for himself, he continued watching Wang Chen from afar, not daring to approach.