Beating Wang Dong to a Pulp, Creating a Hundred-Thousand-Year Monster

Seeing Wang Dong standing there with such a haughty look, even the good-tempered Huo Yuhao felt a trace of anger.

"Why should I listen to you?"

Hearing the anger in Huo Yuhao's voice, Wang Dong sneered with a disdainful expression.

"If you don't listen to me, I'll beat you out of here. Try me if you don't believe it."

Wang Dong naturally had every reason to be proud. He would not even need more than a few fingers to deal with the guy in front of him.

"Let's go!"

The two arranged their duel on an open patch of ground outside the dormitory, standing ten meters apart.

"A ten-year soul ring?"

Seeing the pristine white soul ring Huo Yuhao had summoned, Wang Dong could not help but chuckle.

"A ten-year soul ring can get into the academy? I won't even need to use my martial soul to deal with you."

But the next second, Wang Dong's pink-blue pupils contracted as Huo Yuhao charged at him with an utterly unreasonable burst of speed.

How is he so fast?!

Fortunately, Wang Dong had undergone training as well and raised a hand to block.

The next instant, fist met palm.

An immense force surged through his arm, and Wang Dong could not withstand it, staggering several steps back.

How is he so strong too?

How is that possible?

Wang Dong was shocked. How could his physical fitness possibly be surpassed by a one-ring soul master with a ten-year soul ring?

Even if the other party's martial soul specialized in strength, that should have been impossible!

Before he had time to think, Huo Yuhao pressed his attack. His powerful, heavy wild punches were more than Wang Dong could handle for the moment.

Damn it...

If he released his martial soul, dealing with this guy would certainly be no problem. But Wang Dong's pride would not let him lower himself to it.

After blocking for a while, Wang Dong discovered Huo Yuhao's weakness. The other party was incredibly strong, but his punches had no form or technique. As long as he seized the opportunity...

Bang—

Wang Dong found his opening and drove a heavy punch into Huo Yuhao's abdomen.

Huo Yuhao let out a muffled groan. Wang Dong thought he had succeeded; after all, how could the body of a one-ring soul master possibly...

Then, his vision filled with a fist.

Enduring Wang Dong's blow to the abdomen, Huo Yuhao punched Wang Dong in the face, sending him flying.

"You!!"

Wang Dong flew into a rage. A pair of dazzling wings rose from his back as he took to the air, two soul rings emerging around him—one yellow and one purple.

"Hm?"

His second ring was already a thousand-year ring?

Seeing that Wang Dong's second soul ring was actually a thousand-year one, Huo Yuhao was greatly shocked. He had never even heard of such a thing.

Just as the two were at each other's throats and ready to begin a second round, a voice came from nearby.

"Kids, a spar is just a spar. Don't let it turn into real anger."

They both turned their heads at once. The speaker was the elderly dorm manager standing not far away.

"Hmph—"

After glancing at Huo Yuhao, Wang Dong rubbed his face and gritted his teeth before retracting his soul rings. There was no need to get angry with this guy!!

Hmph!

Their fight ultimately ended with Wang Dong's defeat. Though Wang Dong was unconvinced, using his cultivation to bully someone was not his style.

If Huo Yuhao had two rings as well, Wang Dong would not have minded letting him experience the might of a thousand-year soul ring. Unfortunately, Huo Yuhao only had one ring—and it was a ten-year one at that.

The two returned to their dorm without saying much, nor did they bring up that agreement again. Still, they briefly established some rules for sharing the room.

Huo Yuhao naturally agreed to reasonable rules, and so the two began living together peacefully.

With another person in the dormitory, Huo Yuhao could no longer fully exercise his body there, so he found an open area outside and began training.

"One, two, three, four; two, two, three, four; three, two, three, four..."

That was right—broadcast calisthenics. Xia Liang had taught them to Huo Yuhao.

It could not be helped. Electrolux's current memories did not yet contain any methods for physical training, though he still had magical methods. As for Tianmeng, what could one expect from a giant bug that only knew how to sleep and eat? Still, if they wanted roasted Heavenly Silkworm, perhaps he would be useful.

While Huo Yuhao trained, Xia Liang could clearly sense a gaze secretly watching from this direction. It was not coming from the sky.

"Mu En?"

Mu En was very powerful. Xia Liang's projected strength in the Douluo Continent was currently about equal to Mu En's, but as Huo Yuhao grew stronger, the power Xia Liang could project here would also continue to grow. Once Huo Yuhao broke through level thirty, Xia Liang felt that he should be invincible on the Douluo Continent.

Should I approach him first?

Forget it. No matter how strong Mu En was, he was still a mortal and could not access any secrets of the divine level. Once Huo Yuhao grew stronger, Xia Liang would inspect the Golden Tree himself.

Outside, Mu En watched Huo Yuhao.

"Does he have more?"

Mu En could sense the aura of that Golden Apple on Huo Yuhao, and he could not help wondering whether the boy had more. He did not know if Huo Yuhao would be willing to trade one.

"Little student."

Huo Yuhao, who was getting accustomed to his body, heard the voice and looked toward the distance. That old man had appeared beside him at some point.

"Grandpa, what is it?"

Huo Yuhao stopped what he was doing and asked.

"I am Bei Bei's elder. I wanted to ask whether you still have any of the fruit you gave him last time. If you do, I am willing to exchange a ten-thousand-year soul bone for it."

Mu En did not hide anything and stated it directly. This concerned Bei Bei's awakening, so it could not be taken lightly.

"A ten-thousand-year soul bone?!"

Huo Yuhao was extremely shocked. He had not expected this frail-looking old man to be so generous.

"Give him one Golden Apple. Take one ten-thousand-year soul bone, and exchange the rest for cultivation resources. Get a dozen spiritual power herbs."

The ten-thousand-year soul bone was for Xia Liang's research, while the remaining herbs were for Huo Yuhao's cultivation.

"You can give him the Golden Apple first. This Senior Dragon cares about his reputation and will not cheat you."

Xia Liang said this because, given Mu En's standing, he certainly would not cheat them. Even if he did, it would only be one Golden Apple.

As for Golden Apples, Xia Liang had enough in his save file to feed to dogs. He did not lack them at all.

"My family elder said that if someone takes the initiative to ask for a trade, then the price is one soul bone and some spiritual power cultivation resources."

"As long as we can make the trade."

Mu En breathed a sigh of relief and did not feel that he was losing anything. Huo Yuhao had just said that this was the price if someone else initiated the trade. The one he had given Bei Bei before was offered on Huo Yuhao's own initiative, so Huo Yuhao had set the price himself. But now that Mu En was the one seeking the exchange, there was nothing wrong with Huo Yuhao's terms.

The next second, Mu En smelled a familiar aura. He looked up, surprise flashing through his eyes for an instant. Seeing the Golden Apple Huo Yuhao offered him, he smiled helplessly.

"Little fellow, aren't you afraid I'll refuse to pay if you trade like this?"

"My family said that Senior Dragon is a man of his word."

"Hahaha, I didn't expect anyone to still remember me."

Mu En laughed. He had not expected anyone to still remember an old relic like him.

Mu En had not deliberately concealed his identity. It was merely that he had not left for so long that, as the rumors spread, people came to believe he was dead.

"Since you say so, I'll take it first. I'll give you the ten-thousand-year soul bone now. I'll need to prepare the spiritual power herbs, and I'll have Bei Bei deliver them to you tonight."

Seeing that Huo Yuhao was not being polite, Mu En stopped standing on ceremony as well. He accepted the Golden Apple, and a ten-thousand-year soul bone appeared in his hand.

He did not have any spiritual power herbs on hand and needed to search for some within the academy.

"Alright. Thank you, Senior Dragon."

Afterward, Huo Yuhao familiarized himself with his body outside, while the three within his spiritual sea prepared for his future.

At last, they reached a decision that night.

"Fight?"

Huo Yuhao asked doubtfully in his spiritual sea. Fight? Fight whom?

"It."

Xia Liang pointed into the distance. When Huo Yuhao looked over, a strange creature suddenly appeared there. Its entire body was made of blocks—rectangles and squares—and its skin was green and blue.

"Go on, Little Yuhao. Kill it."

This was a spiritual body. Even if Huo Yuhao died, he would revive, so there was no danger.

"Then I'm going."

Huo Yuhao was still somewhat afraid, but the courage in his heart prevailed.

"Oh, right. Your weapon."

To keep the difficulty from becoming too high, Xia Liang had specifically prepared an iron sword with Unbreaking III.

Xia Liang still had a huge pile of Unbreaking III enchanted books, all provided by enthusiastic villagers. To give those villagers somewhere to live instead of making them stay in ordinary villages, Xia Liang had spent a great deal of time building new houses for every one of them. However... they were a little small.

The moment he received the longsword, Huo Yuhao charged forward. After a stretch of clanging sounds, Huo Yuhao revived once more.

Huo Yuhao: "..."

"Level fourteen. Not bad speed."

After fighting all night, Huo Yuhao had risen by one level.

Was this the cultivation speed of innate full soul power?

Huo Yuhao was truly shocked. Breaking through had been as easy as drinking water.

"Done."

Nearby, Xia Liang and Tianmeng seemed to have succeeded at something. Huo Yuhao went over for a look. Was that a miniature landscape in Xia Liang's hand? It looked like a piece of land.

"Such incredible craftsmanship. This small space should count as the authority of creation, right?"

Electrolux marveled. In Xia Liang's hand was a small space, though it seemed to have been cut out from somewhere else. Even so, it was incredibly impressive.

"Brother Xia Liang, what is that?"

"A chunk of land."

That was right. This was a chunk of land Xia Liang had dug out of his save file. However, after emerging here, it had been affected by the world rules of the Douluo Continent, and he did not know what unusual changes might occur.

"???"

Huo Yuhao did not quite understand, yet he also felt as though he did.

"Does this count as a soul beast?"

Tianmeng asked. The small space in Xia Liang's hand contained a forest, and within it were many of the same monsters Huo Yuhao had fought earlier, along with other monsters. Did those count as soul beasts?

"I don't know."

Xia Liang said this because the one Huo Yuhao had just killed was summoned by him. He had protected that monster from being altered by the rules of the Douluo Continent, but perhaps he could test the one in his hand.

Xia Liang extended a finger and casually crushed a zombie to death. Soon, an astonishing sight appeared: a yellow soul ring rose from the zombie's body.

"It really works?"

Tianmeng's eyes widened. If that was the case, could they not produce soul rings in batches?

"No, this small space has shrunk."

Xia Liang spoke, and Electrolux beside him came to a guess as well.

"The formation of soul rings may consume the energy of the small space. If too many soul rings are produced, the small space may collapse."

"That's no problem. I can just create a creature directly."

He would summon a zombie directly, then let the rules of the Douluo Continent alter it and see whether it could produce a soul ring.

Then he would start by making a hundred-thousand-year zombie to test the waters. Xia Liang immediately began working on its creation.