Turtle Formation

After Dajin left, Qin Feng returned to his room. He lay on the bed, gazing at the night outside the window as he opened the System Mall.

"System, do you have anything like a barrier?"

Looking at the dazzling array of goods in the System Mall, Qin Feng could not be bothered to search through them and simply asked the system in his mind.

If he had had a barrier protecting the cabin today, he would not have had to hold back while fighting alongside Dajin and Brother Qiang.

"Ding! There is only what you cannot imagine in the System Mall, not what you cannot buy!"

A cold mechanical voice rang out in Qin Feng's mind, brimming with confidence.

"Let me take a look."

Qin Feng nodded to himself and had the system bring up the barriers.

[Immortal-Slaying Sword Formation -- Price: 10,000,000...]

[Heavenly Stellar Formation -- Price: 100,000,000...]

[Primordial Eight Trigrams Formation -- Price: 100,000,000...]

[Twelve Heavenly Gods and Fiends Formation -- Price: 100,000,000...]

"..."

Qin Feng's lips twitched slightly as he looked at the formations recommended by the system, speechless.

Never mind whether he could afford them or not—if he was not mistaken, these all seemed to be formations from the Primordial world, right?

Was bringing these formations to Douluo not complete overkill?

Who in Douluo could enter the Immortal-Slaying Sword Formation and survive?

If there was someone, then what was there left to say? The system might as well give it to him for free!

At that moment, as though the system sensed that Qin Feng could not afford them, it directly brought up the cheapest formations.

The System Mall interface flickered, and the originally exorbitant formations such as the Immortal-Slaying Sword Formation vanished in an instant, replaced by formations priced below one million.

[Eight Trigrams Formation -- Price: 1,000,000 Shock Value]

[Poison Cloud Violet Miasma Formation -- Price: 1,000,000 Shock Value]

[Lesser Sumeru Vajra Formation -- Price: 1,000,000 Shock Value]

[Yellow Springs...]

[Turtle Formation -- Price: 50,000 Shock Value]

Qin Feng scanned the formations in the System Mall from top to bottom, and his gaze finally settled on the Turtle Formation, priced at fifty thousand.

"Fifty thousand? That cheap?"

Qin Feng scratched his head, puzzled. Why did every other formation start at one million Shock Value, while the Turtle Formation alone cost fifty thousand? There had to be a catch, right?

"System, explain."

With that thought, Qin Feng questioned the system in his mind.

"Ding! The Turtle Formation is a defensive formation. Upon receiving an attack, it consumes Shock Value to defend itself. The stronger the attack, the more Shock Value the host will lose."

Hearing the system's explanation, Qin Feng immediately understood, along with why it was being sold so cheaply.

As the saying went, penny wise, pound foolish.

After buying it, the Shock Value it consumed in two days might be enough to buy a formation worth one million Shock Value.

"System, purchase the Turtle Formation!"

After considering it for a while, Qin Feng still decided to buy the Turtle Formation. There was no helping it—it was cheap!

Fifty thousand Shock Value. What more could he ask for?

Even if it consumed a lot of Shock Value later on, at least the Turtle Formation's defense had no upper limit. Even if a god came, they would have to wait outside the door for two hours first.

What if he ran out of Shock Value? Put it on credit first.

As soon as he spoke, the Shock Value in the upper right corner decreased by fifty thousand.

Qin Feng could also sense a pale green formation plate appearing in the System Space.

With a thought, the formation plate appeared in his hand.

"So this is a formation plate from a fantasy world?"

After playing with it in his hand for a while, Qin Feng suddenly felt drowsiness wash over him.

He then put the formation plate back into the System Space and fell asleep.

Meanwhile, outside Martial Soul City, a golden-haired man with feminine features was staggering toward the city at full speed.

His clothes were covered in blood and tears, but he did not care in the slightest. His eyes were filled with terror.

At the same time, the guards stationed outside Martial Soul City noticed him. However, because it was late at night, they could not make out his face and only saw a suspicious black silhouette.

"Martial Soul City lies ahead! Stop and submit to inspection!"

As the shadow approached, the guards raised their spears and shouted coldly.

Hearing this, Ju Guan's face stiffened just as he was about to enter the city, and anger surged into his exhausted eyes.

Ever since escaping from Xingdou Great Forest, he had not dared stop for even a moment. He had exhausted all his Soul Power just to barely reach Martial Soul City, and now they wanted to inspect him?

Who was he? An elder of Spirit Hall!

"Open your damn eyes and look carefully! I'm Ju Guan, an elder of Spirit Hall!"

Ju Guan roared angrily as he pulled out his elder's token from his waist.

Upon hearing that familiar voice, the guards on duty changed expression, a flash of terror appearing in their eyes.

"Greetings, Elder Ju!"

The guard hurried to Ju Guan's side and lowered his head, his heart trembling with unease as he feared Ju Guan would kill him on a whim.

"Scram!"

Ju Guan ignored the guard beside him and strode into the city.

If he had not been in such a hurry to see His Holiness the Pope, he would have argued this out with the guard today.

After entering Martial Soul City, Ju Guan did not rest and went straight to the Papal Palace.

Yet when he arrived at the Papal Palace, aside from the guards at the entrance, there was not a single person inside.

"Where is His Holiness the Pope?"

Ju Guan glanced at the guard at the entrance and asked anxiously.

"Reporting to Elder Ju, His Holiness the Pope has already returned to her chambers."

After bowing, the guard answered truthfully.

At those words, Ju Guan frowned, then quickly left the Papal Palace and headed toward Bibi Dong's chambers.

"Ju Guan requests an audience with His Holiness the Pope!"

Upon arriving outside Bibi Dong's chambers, Ju Guan no longer cared whether she was asleep. He wrapped his voice in Soul Power and shouted.

"Speak!"

After a brief silence, a cold voice came from within the room.

"Reporting to Your Holiness, during this trip to Xingdou Great Forest to recruit that Title Douluo... everyone from Spirit Hall aside from myself was wiped out..."

Ju Guan reported everything that had happened in Xingdou Great Forest in full detail, including the matter of the two Extreme Douluo.

"What? Two Extreme Douluo!"

After Ju Guan finished his report, Bibi Dong's shocked voice sounded from inside the room.

Then came a rustling sound, followed immediately by the door opening.

Bibi Dong stepped out, her face filled with shock and suspicion.

"Is what you said true?"

Bibi Dong's gaze locked tightly onto Ju Guan. However, when she saw the blood on his body, her brows furrowed slightly and the suspicion in her heart lessened somewhat.

"Even Sword Douluo and I joining forces could not break that Extreme Douluo's defenses. Is that not enough to explain everything?"

Ju Guan gave a bitter smile. If he had not run fast enough, he might not even have been standing here speaking now.