Doro That Can Produce Its Own Soul Rings

The Sea God lay flat on his back in a pile of rubble, his divine robes torn to shreds. His meticulously groomed blue hair was a mess like a bird's nest, and several streaks of dust stained his face.

He stared blankly at the sky, his lips moving slightly as though muttering something.

Only when the Asura God walked closer did he hear what he was saying.

"Tang San... definitely... an illegitimate child..."

The corner of the Asura God's eye twitched.

"Have you still not learned your lesson?"

The Sea God laboriously turned his head, glaring at the Asura God with extreme defiance. "You slashed me... because I told the truth... which means you have a guilty conscience..."

The Asura God fell silent for two seconds, then turned around and shouted at the divine officials peeking from afar, "Bring me the Asura God Sword again!"

"The sword is on you, my lord!" a divine official answered tremblingly.

"Oh, right."

The Asura God drew the Asura God Sword again. With a howl, the Sea God sprang out of the rubble and scrambled away in the opposite direction, shouting at the top of his lungs as he ran, "I was wrong! I was really wrong! Tang San isn't your illegitimate child! Tang San is mine—mine, all right?!"

The Asura God stopped in his tracks.

He stood there, his expression becoming incredibly strange.

"...What did you just say?"

The Sea God also realized what he had said. His whole body froze, and his expression changed from surviving a disaster to digging his own grave.

"...I said Tang San is yours?"

"No, no, no!" The Sea God frantically waved his hands. "What I meant was, Tang San isn't your illegitimate child, and he isn't mine either! He's Tang Hao's biological son! A legitimate descendant of the Clear Sky Sect! One hundred percent natural! He has absolutely nothing to do with our Divine Realm!"

The Asura God looked at him for a full five seconds before slowly sheathing the Asura God Sword.

"That's more like it."

The Sea God collapsed onto the ground, panting heavily. He felt like he had danced back and forth at death's door at least three times today.

At this moment, on Sea God Island, Doro and Jiang Lan came to the beach after finishing their meal.

Doro looked at Jiang Lan and said, "Jiang Lan, I discovered that I can summon Orange without limit."

Jiang Lan raised a brow, intrigued.

Summon Orange without limit?

With that thought, Jiang Lan said, "Try it."

Doro nodded. The next second, an orange appeared in her hand.

Jiang Lan noticed that when Doro summoned an orange, a white Soul Ring appeared beneath her feet.

She could condense Soul Rings herself?!

Jiang Lan could not help but be shocked.

There were only two kinds of people who could condense Soul Rings themselves.

The first were Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beasts that had taken human form, with Xiao Wu as the representative.

The second was the protagonist of Douluo 4, Salty Fish. He could do it too, and his Soul Rings could even improve.

Doro was clearly the second type, and Doro did not even consume Soul Power.

In some ways, Doro did not seem like a Martial Soul at all, but a human.

Otherwise, how could one explain the Soul Ring appearing beneath her feet whenever Doro released Orange?

Wait, didn't Orange mean chéngzi in Chinese? Why was she summoning mandarins?

Jiang Lan looked at the Orange in Doro's hand with interest. "Doro, let me taste your Orange."

Doro tilted her head and glanced at Jiang Lan. Her large purple eyes blinked twice before she obediently handed him the Orange.

Jiang Lan took the Orange and turned it over in his hands twice.

It looked like an ordinary Orange—round and plump, with a faint sheen on its orange-yellow peel. It smelled sweet and fresh.

There was nothing special about it.

Jiang Lan split the Orange in half, juice running down his fingers and dripping onto the beach.

He picked up one half and shoved it into his mouth. After chewing twice, his eyes suddenly widened.

"Guga—!"

This mandarin was ridiculously delicious.

After eating it, Jiang Lan felt his body grow warm, and he began to speculate about Orange's effects.

Orange should have healing properties. He did not know whether it had any other effects besides that.

Jiang Lan stuffed the rest of the mandarin into his mouth in two or three bites, his cheeks puffed out like a hamster hoarding food. Then he closed his eyes and carefully sensed the changes in his body.

His body was indeed warm, as if he were soaking in a temperature-controlled hot spring. The warmth traveled from his throat to his stomach, then spread from his stomach through all four limbs and every bone in his body. It felt so good that he nearly groaned.

"How is it?" Doro squatted beside Jiang Lan, her large purple eyes sparkling as she watched him.

Jiang Lan opened his eyes and moved his arms and legs. "My body feels warm. It should have healing effects."

"That's all?" Doro tilted her head.

"That's all I can feel for now." Jiang Lan smacked his lips, savoring the lingering taste. "But this mandarin really is delicious. It's much tastier than Great White Shark."

Doro was extremely happy to hear that.

"I have others too!" Doro said, flipping her tiny paw-like hand again as the white Soul Ring beneath her feet lit up once more.

This time, a purple mandarin appeared in her hand.

That's right, a purple mandarin.

Jiang Lan stared at the gleaming purple mandarin in silence for two seconds.

"Doro, do purple mandarins exist?"

"My mandarins come in every color!" Doro proudly puffed out her nonexistent chest, leaning her round body backward and nearly toppling over from losing her balance.

Jiang Lan took the purple mandarin. After hesitating for a moment, he still split it open and took a bite.

Sour.

It was so sour that his whole face instantly scrunched into a ball, his eyes, nose, and mouth squeezed together. The hood of his penguin onesie even bounced forward from the back of his head because of his violent change in expression, snapping onto his head.

"Gugagagaga—!" Jiang Lan felt as though the sourness was about to dry him out entirely. His tongue felt like it had been trampled by a hundred lemon demons at once.

But once that overwhelmingly sour sensation passed, a strange energy exploded from his stomach and surged straight into his limbs.

Jiang Lan looked down at his hand, then tried punching the beach.

With a boom, a small crater half a meter wide appeared in the sand. Sand sprayed everywhere, covering Doro's face.

Doro shook her head, flinging away the sand on her face. She stuck out her tongue and licked the sand at the corner of her mouth, then spat it out with a few "ptoo, ptoo" sounds.

"Strength enhancement." Jiang Lan looked at his fist, his eyes lighting up. "The purple one gives strength enhancement!"

Doro became even more excited when she heard that.

She flipped her little paw-like hand through the air. The Soul Ring beneath her feet flashed again, producing another mandarin.

Jiang Lan took it and tasted a bite. His speed instantly rose by an entire level.

He ran back and forth across the beach twice, leaving a string of afterimages behind him.

"Speed enhancement!"

Doro produced a cyan mandarin.

After Jiang Lan ate it, his body felt light as a feather. He tried jumping, and with a whoosh, he shot seven or eight meters into the air. He traced an arc through the sky, then plunged headfirst into the sand, leaving only his two short legs kicking outside.