Ten-thousand-year Whale Glue Can Actually Strengthen the Body? Xiaogang's Defense Shattered!

A splitting headache.

Ning Wuqian abruptly opened his eyes, gasping for breath.

Cold stone walls surrounded him, and the air was thick with a strong metallic scent.

"Now that you're awake, get the hell up."

Tang Potian's rough voice exploded beside his ear.

Ning Wuqian jolted and scrambled to his feet.

He found himself in a massive stone chamber, with a black strength-testing stone placed before him.

"Throw a punch." Tang Potian lifted his chin.

Ning Wuqian did not dare waste words. He circulated the meager soul power within his body, clenched his right fist, and smashed it hard into the strength-testing stone.

"Bang."

The sound was dull.

A pitiful number appeared on the strength-testing stone: sixty kilograms.

Tang Potian's eye twitched, his face full of disdain.

"Trash. You really are trash through and through."

Ning Wuqian's face flushed red. He lowered his head, not daring to argue.

With innate level-one soul power, being able to strike with sixty kilograms of force was already fairly impressive.

Tang Potian snorted and waved his hand.

A dark yellow gelatinous mass landed beside Ning Wuqian's feet.

It gave off a pungent fishy stench.

"Absorb it," Tang Potian ordered.

Ning Wuqian froze.

"Senior, what is this?"

"Ten-thousand-year Whale Glue." Tang Potian folded his arms, his tone allowing no objection. "Master instructed that you'll be working for him in the future."

"With such a frail body, you'd disgrace Master the moment you stepped outside."

"This Ten-thousand-year Whale Glue can reshape your body and widen your meridians."

Tang Potian paused, a flash of fervor appearing in his eyes.

"Master's exact words were that your first soul ring must be at least a thousand-year one!"

The moment those words fell, the stone chamber went deathly silent.

Ning Wuqian's eyes widened, thinking he had misheard.

A first soul ring? A thousand-year one?!

Was this fucking joke?!

Beyond the heavenly screen, the entire Douluo Continent instantly fell into absolute silence.

Then, the chat group completely exploded!

[Yan: Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! What did I just hear? Absorbing a thousand-year soul ring as a first ring? That's fucking insane!]

[Feng Xiaotian: Suicide! That's outright suicide! The limit for a first soul ring is clearly four hundred and twenty-three years. Absorbing a thousand-year ring would absolutely make one explode!]

[Huyan Zhen: Could this Whale Glue truly have such heaven-defying, fate-changing effects? Could it let even trash with innate level-one soul power endure a thousand-year soul ring?]

[Dugu Bo: I've lived for so many years, yet I've never heard of anyone whose first soul ring surpassed the hundred-year limit! What the hell is this mysterious person trying to do?!]

Spirit Hall.

Inside the Pope's Palace, Bibi Dong abruptly rose to her feet.

She stared fixedly at the heavenly screen, her violet eyes filled with shock.

A thousand-year first ring!

Even she, an unparalleled genius with twin martial souls, had only obtained a hundred-year soul ring for her first ring.

Heaven Dou Empire, Crown Prince's Eastern Palace.

Qian Renxue, disguised as Xue Qinghe, suddenly trembled as she held her wine cup.

Wine spilled across her luxurious robes, yet she did not notice at all.

Who was she?

The young mistress of Spirit Hall! Innately level-twenty full soul power! The owner of the god-tier Six-Winged Angel martial soul!

She possessed the finest resources and the most perfect physique on the entire continent.

Yet her first soul ring had still only been a yellow hundred-year ring!

And now the heavenly screen was telling her that a worthless person with innate level-one soul power could absorb Whale Glue and obtain a thousand-year first ring?

It was practically grinding her pride into the dirt!

Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect.

Yu Yuanzhen smashed the stone table before him with a single slap.

"Investigate! Find out at once what this Whale Glue really is!"

"If it can truly raise the body's limits of endurance, the strength of my Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect will surely double!"

Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect.

Ning Fengzhi trembled with excitement from head to toe.

"Ancestor Wuqian... a thousand-year first ring!"

"So that's how it was! No wonder our Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect was able to rise to prominence. Our ancestor had such a heaven-defying opportunity!"

Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo exchanged a glance, each seeing the shock in the other's eyes.

In reality.

Lin Xuan reclined in his lounge chair. Seeing everyone's shock on the heavenly screen, he curled his lip in disdain.

"A bunch of country bumpkins who have never seen the world."

"Ten-thousand-year Whale Glue is inherently a great tonic. Those idiots simply don't know how to absorb it and even treat it like medicine."

Lin Xuan casually grabbed a handful of melon seeds.

"Soul ring age is determined by the body and spiritual power."

"As long as the body is strong enough, let alone a thousand-year ring, directly absorbing a ten-thousand-year ring as the first ring is possible too."

"Casually making a move and crushing the entire field—my aura is maxed out now, right?"

"The theories that trash Yu Xiaogang came up with could only fool Tang San."

Shrek Academy's training grounds.

The air had frozen to the extreme.

Yu Xiaogang's eyes were bloodshot, and he had fallen into a state of madness.

"Bullshit! It's all bullshit!"

He pointed at the heavenly screen, his voice shrill and piercing as he completely lost his usual pretense.

"A thousand-year first soul ring? That's utterly impossible!"

"It is written clearly in my Ten Core Competencies of Martial Souls that the limit for a first soul ring is four hundred and twenty-three years!"

"One year more, and the body will explode!"

"This heavenly screen is spouting nonsense! It's spreading lies to deceive the public!"

Yu Xiaogang was so frantic that he hopped in place, saliva flying everywhere.

He would never allow the theories he had painstakingly researched to be overturned like this.

Once a thousand-year first ring was proven real, he, Yu Xiaogang, would become the greatest joke on the entire continent!

A fraud through and through!

Dai Mubai, Ma Hongjun, and the others looked at one another.

Watching the hysterical Yu Xiaogang, they felt doubt toward this Master for the first time.

The heavenly screen had never been wrong since it began playing.

Could Master's theories really be wrong?

Tang San stood at the back of the crowd, his face so gloomy it seemed ready to drip water.

He stared intently at the Whale Glue on the heavenly screen as the scene of absorbing the Mandala Snake soul ring replayed over and over in his mind.

Back then, Yu Xiaogang had confidently told him that four hundred and twenty-three years was the limit.

He had believed him.

He had even been deeply grateful to Yu Xiaogang!

But thinking back on it now, Tang San possessed the internal energy of the Mysterious Heaven Skill, and his body had long been tempered through countless trials.

When he absorbed that four-hundred-year Mandala Snake, apart from feeling somewhat swollen and sore, he had not even come close to his limit!

He could clearly have absorbed a stronger soul ring!

"Twin martial souls... Mysterious Heaven Skill..."

Tang San clenched his fists, his nails digging deeply into his palms as blood dripped through his fingers onto the ground.

"If I hadn't believed Yu Xiaogang's nonsense back then."

"If my first soul ring had been a thousand-year one."

"Then my Blue Silver Grass would definitely have become even stronger!"

Tang San simmered with hatred. In that instant, all his respect for Yu Xiaogang completely crumbled.

When he looked at Yu Xiaogang now, there was an undisguised trace of disgust in his eyes.

That fame-seeking piece of trash had truly ruined things for him!

On the heavenly screen.

Ning Wuqian looked at the Ten-thousand-year Whale Glue on the ground and followed Tang Potian's method, gradually absorbing it.

Boom!

A violent heat exploded inside his abdomen.

Ning Wuqian's eyes bulged sharply, and the skin over his entire body instantly turned crimson.

Terrifying heat radiated from within him, warping even the surrounding air.

"Aah—!"

Ning Wuqian let out a miserable scream and fell to the ground, rolling about wildly.

His bones emitted piercing cracking sounds.

His muscles endlessly tore apart and reformed.

This pain was no less agonizing than being sliced by a thousand blades.

Yet he clenched his teeth tightly, biting his lips until they split and blood seeped out.

He did not want to be trash anymore!

He wanted to become stronger!

Black impurities poured frantically from his pores, giving off a foul stench.

Tang Potian stood to one side and watched expressionlessly.

Inside the Clear Sky Sect's main hall.

Every elder and disciple specializing in body cultivation stared wide-eyed.

[Second Elder: Th-this... the speed of this bodily transformation is terrifying!]

[Seventh Elder: A single piece of Whale Glue can actually achieve the same body-tempering effect as ten years of bitter cultivation in our Clear Sky Sect! Fucking awesome! It's simply fucking awesome!]

[Tang Xiao: Unbelievable! This Whale Glue is absolutely a supreme treasure for tempering the body! How did we never discover it before?!]

Half an hour later.

The screams in the stone chamber finally stopped.

Ning Wuqian lay sprawled on the ground, gasping heavily.

The crimson color had faded from his skin, replaced by a lustrous sheen.

His once frail body was now filled with explosive strength.

His muscles were sharply defined, filled with a savage and violent beauty.

He got to his feet and casually swung an arm.

A burst of air actually exploded through the chamber.

"Go on, throw another punch." Tang Potian pointed at the strength-testing stone.

Ning Wuqian walked over to the strength-testing stone.

This time, he did not use soul power.

Relying solely on the strength of his body, he twisted at the waist and unleashed a vicious straight punch!

Bang!

A thunderous boom echoed through the stone chamber.

The strength-testing stone shook violently, and the number on its surface surged wildly.

At last, it stopped at a suffocating figure.

Five hundred and eighty kilograms!

Nearly ten times greater!

That was purely physical strength, without any soul power enhancement whatsoever!

This was already the physical strength of a Soul Grandmaster!

Beyond the heavenly screen, there was dead silence.

Everyone stared at that glaring number, their minds completely blank.

A single piece of Whale Glue had allowed a piece of trash with innate level-one soul power to undergo a complete rebirth!

This utterly overturned the common sense of the soul master world!