Must-Eat List

Soul Power was the energy Nezha had sensed when awakening his Martial Soul. It was like an extra river inside his body, something he could summon and expend.

But this warm current—

Felt more like a part of his body.

When it didn't flow, it nourished his flesh and tempered his bones.

When it did flow, it was like molten lava surging through his meridians. Everywhere it passed, every cell rejoiced and grew stronger.

"This is... the power of the Nine-Turn Mysterious Technique..."

Nezha was deeply shaken.

Cultivation knew no passage of time.

Time slipped away unnoticed.

Nezha was completely immersed in that profound sensation. He could clearly feel his body growing stronger at an unbelievable speed.

His meridians became tougher.

His muscles became firmer.

His bones became harder.

Even the flow of his blood had become more powerful than before.

It felt as though a piece of ordinary iron was being forged through countless hammer blows, gradually turning into refined steel.

And all this was only the beginning.

The Nine-Turn Mysterious Technique had nine turns in total, and he had yet to even touch the threshold of the first.

For now, he was merely following the introductory cultivation chant to absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

Once he truly entered the first turn...

Nezha simply didn't dare imagine what that would look like.

In a daze, Nezha felt the warm current within him grow stronger and stronger.

What had begun as a tiny trickle had turned into a rushing stream.

Just as he wanted to continue cultivating and try to break through to the threshold of the first turn of the Nine-Turn Mysterious Technique—

"Nezha! Time to eat!"

Ah Rou's gentle voice came from outside the door.

Nezha abruptly opened his eyes.

A faint golden gleam flashed through his pupils, too swift to catch.

"Coming!"

Nezha answered and got up from the bed.

The moment he stood, he immediately sensed the changes in his body.

Light.

Too light.

It was as if dozens of pounds had been stripped from his body. He felt weightless, as though he could leap to the top of a tree with a casual jump.

Nezha clenched his fist, and an explosive sense of power surged through his arm.

Looking down, he saw no obvious changes on the surface of his arm. No exaggerated muscles had appeared; his skin was still as delicate and smooth as that of any six-year-old child.

Yet he could clearly sense that beneath this seemingly ordinary body lay a terrifying power far beyond what he had possessed before.

After thinking for a moment, Nezha bent down and gripped the edge of the bed with one hand.

The bedboard had been carved by Ah Rou from an entire thick log and weighed at least three or four hundred pounds. Normally, Nezha could barely move it even with both hands.

But now, he merely gave it a light lift with one hand—

The bedboard didn't move at all.

No, that wasn't right. It hadn't remained completely still.

The entire bed had been lifted half an inch. It was only because the bedboard was connected to the frame that he hadn't raised it by itself.

Nezha: "..."

He silently let go, an utterly radiant smile spreading across his face.

Nine-Turn Mysterious Technique.

Too strong.

After cultivating for just one morning, his strength had at least doubled!

If he kept cultivating like this...

Nezha felt that in the future, he could punch apart a ten-thousand-year Soul Beast without even using Soul Power.

And once he obtained Soul Rings and their Soul Skills, along with the magical treasures and weapons that came with his Martial Soul...

Qiankun Ring, Red Armillary Sash, Wind Fire Wheels, Fire-Tipped Spear, Golden Brick, Nine-Dragon Divine Fire Shield, Yin-Yang Swords, Demon-Slaying Saber...

Wasn't this the ultimate melee mage build?

He could attack from afar and fight up close, withstand hits, deal damage, control enemies, and unleash output. It was simply perfect!

In high spirits, Nezha hummed a tune from his past life as he walked out of the room.

They ate in the clearing outside the treehouse.

Er Ming's massive body squatted nearby, while Da Ming coiled around an ancient tree beside them. Xiao Wu lay next to Ah Rou, her huge pink ears twitching.

"Nezha! Why didn't you come out all morning?" The moment Xiao Wu saw him, she sprang up. "Da Ming, Er Ming, and I went to play in the forest. It was so fun, but you didn't come!"

"I was cultivating." Nezha sat down beside Ah Rou.

"Cultivating?" Xiao Wu tilted her huge head. "Working that hard?"

"Nezha is much more sensible than you." Ah Rou smiled and placed a piece of carrot in Xiao Wu's bowl. "You should settle down too. Don't spend every day thinking only about playing."

Xiao Wu pouted. "No way. Playing is so much more fun."

All the Soul Beasts laughed.

As he ate, Nezha silently considered his plans for the future.

There really weren't many opportunities in Douluo Continent.

The good things that readers jokingly called the "must-eat list for transmigrators" in the original work could be counted on one hand.

At the very top of the list were naturally the Immortal Herbs within the Ice-Fire Yin-Yang Eyes.

Octagonal Mysterious Ice Grass, Infernal Delicate Apricot, Full Moon Wearing Autumn Dew, Singular Velvet Sky Chrysanthemum, Eight-Petal Immortal Orchid, Cockscomb Phoenix Sunflower...

Nezha still remembered the names of those Immortal Herbs perfectly.

Especially the Lovesick Heartbreak Red. In the original work, it had been the key item that preserved Xiao Wu's body's vitality after her Sacrifice. Its medicinal potency was the finest even among immortal treasures.

However, Nezha's knowledge of Immortal Herbs was limited to the few that had received extensive focus in the original plot.

As for the others, things like the Nine-Rank Purple Ganoderma and Cinnabar Lotus, he only remembered that their names sounded nice. He had long forgotten what they looked like and what effects they had.

But that was enough.

As long as he could find the Ice-Fire Yin-Yang Eyes and obtain the Immortal Herbs he remembered, his physical constitution would definitely rise to another level.

When the time came, combined with the Nine-Turn Mysterious Technique, he would dare attempt to absorb not only a ten-thousand-year Soul Ring, but even a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring.

Second on the must-eat list was the Hundred Thousand Year Blue Silver Emperor's Right Leg Bone.

This Soul Bone could be called the easiest Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone to obtain in all of Douluo Continent, without question.

It was the Soul Bone left behind after the Blue Silver Emperor, Ah Yin, made her Sacrifice. Tang Hao had hidden it inside a cave behind a waterfall near Holy Soul Village.

In the original work, Tang San only obtained it after leaving Slaughter City, under Tang Hao's guidance. But as long as Nezha chose the right moment and slipped in while Tang Hao was away, he could easily take it.

A truly effortless grab.

Besides those two, there was also the Vast Sea Cosmic Shroud hidden in Heaven Dou Imperial Palace—the Heart of the Sea God and a key item for the Sea God Inheritance.

Nezha might not need the Sea God Inheritance. After all, he possessed the Nine-Turn Mysterious Technique, and his path to godhood had long since been laid out.

But the Vast Sea Cosmic Shroud itself was still an all-purpose divine artifact capable of attack, defense, and support. Its four core skills were the Vast Sea Body Shield, Cosmic Divine Immobilization Shield, Raging Sea Roar, and Cosmic Demon-Breaking.

Beyond those four active skills, the Vast Sea Cosmic Shroud also had a whole host of passive abilities. It allowed its wearer to breathe and move freely underwater, automatically protected its master in danger, and could even be summoned back from afar if lost.

With something this good, why wouldn't he take it?