Undercurrents Surging

Dark Soul Cult stronghold.

The third stronghold, a three-story building with black brick walls.

The basement.

A Titled Douluo sat in a chair.

He wore a black robe, his face concealed within the hood.

Several Spirit Douluos stood nearby.

"He refused."

The level-81 black-robed person spoke.

"Quan Cangtian refused to become the Pontifex's man."

He raised his hand.

A soul tool lay on the table.

He pressed it.

The soul tool lit up.

A voice came out.

"Since he won't come, then make him come."

The Pontifex's voice.

The Titled Douluo nodded.

"Understood."

The soul tool dimmed.

He stood up.

"Begin the deployment."

"The East Gate."

"In three days."

Several Spirit Douluos nodded.

They walked out of the basement.

The Titled Douluo remained in place.

He looked at the soul tool on the table.

"Young Patriarch."

"What a pity."

Tianhun City.

The street.

Quan Cangtian and Zixiao walked down the street.

The sunlight was pleasant.

Along the street were sellers of steamed buns, candied haws, and cloth.

People came and went.

Quan Cangtian walked up to a medicine shop.

"Boss, give me three qian of Dragon Whisker Grass, five qian of Purple Ginseng, and two qian of Snow Lotus."

The boss was an old man.

His hair was white, and his hands shook.

He turned to get the medicinal herbs.

Quan Cangtian looked at his back.

Zixiao stood nearby.

She looked toward the street corner.

An old man selling candied haws was there.

The old man was watching them.

His gaze was off.

Quan Cangtian paid the money and took the medicinal herbs.

He turned around.

Using Miracle Perception.

Three of them.

One at the street corner.

One at the opposite teahouse.

One in the alley behind.

All at the Spirit Douluo level.

They were keeping watch.

They didn't make a move.

Quan Cangtian didn't expose them.

He pulled Zixiao along and continued forward.

"Finished buying?"

"Finished buying."

"Going back to the inn?"

"First to the Body Sect."

"Okay."

The two walked down the street.

The sunlight shone on their bodies.

Yet Quan Cangtian felt the gazes from behind.

Three of them.

Constantly following.

Body Sect stronghold.

The basement.

Huo Yuhao sat cross-legged on the ground.

Du Busi stood nearby.

"Begin."

Huo Yuhao closed his eyes.

Spiritual Sea.

The Skydream Ice Worm was nearby.

"Little Yuhao, the essence of the Spirit Eye is spiritual power."

"What you need to visualize is the form of spiritual power."

"Not the form of an eye."

"It is the form of spiritual power."

Huo Yuhao nodded.

He concentrated.

Spiritual power surged.

He felt his spiritual power changing.

Condensing.

Taking shape.

The Ice Emperor observed from the side.

"Your spiritual power is very strong."

"But it's not enough."

"Continue."

Huo Yuhao continued visualizing.

Spiritual power condensed within the Spiritual Sea.

Slowly taking shape.

An eye.

A pale golden eye.

Floating in the center of the Spiritual Sea.

Du Busi watched from the side.

He felt Huo Yuhao's aura changing.

"Not bad."

"You have talent."

"That kid from the Quan family explained your situation."

"Triple Martial Soul."

"Spiritual power different from ordinary people."

Huo Yuhao didn't reply.

He continued visualizing.

The eye in the Spiritual Sea grew clearer and clearer.

Inn.

Quan Batian sat by the table.

A letter lay on the table.

A transmission from the Quan family.

"The Body Sect and the Quan family have an old friendship."

"Du Busi can be trusted."

Quan Batian put down the letter.

Zixiao stood nearby.

"Extra training."

"Starting today."

"Three hours every day."

Zixiao nodded.

Quan Cangtian walked in.

He placed the medicinal herbs in his hand onto the table.

"The Dark Soul Cult is keeping watch."

"Three Spirit Douluos."

Quan Batian nodded.

"They will adopt more aggressive methods."

Quan Cangtian.

"What should we do?"

Quan Batian.

"Force you."

Quan Cangtian.

"How to force?"

Quan Batian.

"Create chaos."

"Make you make a move."

"Then surround and kill you."

Quan Cangtian fell silent.

Tianhun City.

The outskirts of the Dark Alley District.

Several shops were attacked.

Doors and windows were shattered.

Goods were scattered on the ground.

Residents were discussing it.

"It hasn't been peaceful lately."

"Yeah, several shops got smashed."

"I heard it was done by people in black."

Quan Cangtian and Zixiao walked down the street.

Quan Cangtian felt the aura of the Dark Soul Cult spreading.

Zixiao wanted to strike.

Quan Cangtian stopped her.

"This is a probe."

"They are building pressure."

"Force us to strike."

"Return to the inn first."

"Do not fall for their trap."

Zixiao nodded.

The two turned around.

They walked toward the inn.

Along the way, they met a few residents.

"It hasn't been peaceful lately."

"Yeah, be careful when going out."

Quan Cangtian did not speak.

He sensed the presence behind him closing in.

The inn.

Quan Cangtian's room.

He sat cross-legged on the bed.

He closed his eyes.

His consciousness sank downward.

The Path Rift.

Beneath his feet was black ground, and overhead was a starry sky.

Silvery-white stars flickered.

He looked up.

He saw it.

An emerald green star.

It was flickering.

The star of the Path of Abundance.

He reached out his hand.

With a thought.

The star flickered.

There was no resistance.

It was willing to descend.

Emerald green light surged into his palm.

It transformed into a door.

Written on the door was: Simulated Universe: Abundance (Beginner).

He pushed the door open.

He walked inside.

Behind the door was a forest.

The trees were tall.

The foliage was dense.

Sunlight spilled down through the gaps in the leaves.

The air was very fresh.

Quan Cangtian felt the Abundance Seed in his body pulsing.

It felt very comfortable.

And then--

He heard it.

A rustling sound.

It came from all directions.

He looked around.

The bushes were moving.

Something was approaching.

A vine beast.

Vines were intertwined, forming a spherical shape.

There were eyes on the surface.

Many eyes.

All of them were looking at him.

It did not attack immediately.

It was observing.

Quan Cangtian sensed its aura.

It was about the same as his own.

Slightly weaker.

He raised his right hand.

Abundance Power surged out.

Emerald green light.

The vine beast moved.

Vines reached out.

Fast.

Quan Cangtian sidestepped, dodging.

A vine brushed past his clothes.

He grabbed the vine.

With a forceful yank.

The vine beast was pulled toward him.

He threw a punch.

It slammed into the vine beast.

The vines scattered.

But they quickly intertwined again.

It wasn't dead.

Quan Cangtian felt the Abundance Power surging.

He mobilized the Abundance Power.

He made the surrounding plants obey him.

The grass on the ground began to grow.

It wrapped around the roots of the vine beast.

The vine beast struggled.

But it was entangled by the grass.

Quan Cangtian rushed forward.

A punch.

It slammed into the core of the vine beast.

The core shattered.

The vine beast dispersed.

It turned into emerald green points of light.

They dissipated into the air.

He used the Abundance Power to control the surrounding plants.

Vines, tree roots, grass blades.

All of them became his weapons.

He felt the Abundance Power strengthening.

Evolving.

The last one.

It was larger than the previous few.

The vines were thicker.

There were more eyes.

It charged over.

Vines reached out from all directions.

Quan Cangtian could not dodge in time.

He was entangled by the vines.

He felt the vines tightening.

Squeezing.

But he did not panic.

He mobilized the Abundance Power.

He made the vines turn around and obey him.

The vines stopped.

Then they loosened.

Quan Cangtian broke free.

He rushed forward.

A punch.

It slammed into the core of the vine beast.

The core shattered.

The vine beast dispersed.

It turned into emerald green points of light.

They dissipated into the air.

And then--

He felt it.

A wave of power surged into his body.

The power of the Path of Abundance.

He felt the Abundance Seed pulse.

It was growing stronger.

And then--

He saw it.

There was something on the ground.

An emerald green crystal.

He walked over.

He picked it up.

An Abundance Crystal.

Instance Dungeon reward.

He gripped the crystal tightly.

The crystal turned into emerald green points of light.

They surged into his body.

The Abundance Seed grew stronger.

Quan Cangtian opened his eyes.

He had returned to the inn.

Outside the window, it was dusk.

He sensed the changes within his body.

The Abundance Seed was growing stronger.

Zixiao sat nearby.

She sensed his aura changing.

"You've grown stronger."

"Yeah."

The next day.

Tianhun City.

The street.

Quan Cangtian and Zixiao walked down the street.

The sunlight was pleasant.

There were many people.

They walked to an intersection.

An old man appeared ahead.

He wore a gray robe.

His hair was white.

He leaned on a cane.

He looked very ordinary.

But Quan Cangtian sensed his aura.

It was deep.

At least at the Titled Douluo level.

The old man stopped.

He looked at Quan Cangtian.

"The pontifex sent a message."

"Three days from now."

"At the east gate of Tianhun City."

"Be there or be square."

Having said that, the old man turned around.

And left.

His speed was very fast.

He vanished in the blink of an eye.

Zixiao wanted to chase.

Quan Cangtian stopped her.

"We can't catch him."

"He's a Titled Douluo."

Zixiao stopped.

She looked in the direction where the old man had disappeared.

"It's a trap."

"I know."

The inn.

Quan Cangtian and Zixiao walked in.

Quan Batian sat by the table.

"How is the situation?"

Quan Cangtian recounted the mysterious person's message.

Three days from now.

The east gate of Tianhun City.

Quan Batian finished listening.

He stood up.

And walked to the window.

"This is a trap."

"But we have to go."

Quan Cangtian spoke.

"I'll go."

Quan Batian replied.

"I'll accompany you."

Zixiao added.

"I'll go too."

Quan Batian turned around.

He looked at Zixiao.

"You stay behind."

"Protect Huo Yuhao."

Zixiao felt reluctant.

But she didn't argue.

Quan Batian nodded.

"Three days from now."

"See you at the east gate."

The Body Sect stronghold.

The basement.

Huo Yuhao sat cross-legged on the ground.

The Spiritual Sea.

A pale golden eye was suspended within it.

It grew clearer and clearer.

Brighter and brighter.

Skydream Ice Worm cheered beside it.

"It worked!"

"An initial success!"

Ice Emperor observed from the side.

"This is just the beginning."

Du Busi watched from nearby.

He sensed Huo Yuhao's aura changing.

Huo Yuhao continued visualizing.

The eye in the Spiritual Sea grew brighter and brighter.

Tianhun City.

The Dark Alley District.

The third stronghold.

The basement.

A Titled Douluo stood by the table.

Several soul tools lay on the table.

He was setting things up.

Several Spirit Douluos stood nearby.

"This time, we must bring him back."

"It's the pontifex's order."

The Spirit Douluos nodded.

The Titled Douluo picked up a soul tool.

He pressed it.

The soul tool lit up.

Light flickered inside the basement.

The trap was taking shape.