Douluo: My God-King Voice Pack Was Mistaken for My Inner Thoughts
Chapter 11

This Voice Pack Really Wasn't Proper!

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Ning Fengzhi: "???"

Chen Xin: "???"

Gu Rong: "???"

He would meet four wives in the Great Star Dou Forest?

Three were asleep in the Forbidden Zone of Life?

One was trapped in the Lake of Life?

Were these really wives?

And where was the Lake of Life, anyway?

A breeze stirred the layers of leaves, carrying the rich scent of grass and trees through the forest.

Ning Fengzhi forced down the thoughts surging through his mind. What he had just heard from Ning Wen's thoughts was too shocking.

Having three wives and four concubines was nothing unusual.

It wasn't as if he had only one wife himself.

If anything, that was normal in this world.

Forget three wives and four concubines. Some nobles had nearly a hundred wives.

The problem was the identities of Ning Wen's four future wives.

Set aside the one trapped in the Lake of Life.

The other three were definitely Soul Beasts over a hundred thousand years old.

Otherwise, how could they be sleeping in the Forbidden Zone of Life?

That was the Forbidden Zone of Life!

It lay at the very heart of the Great Star Dou Forest. Even an Ultimate Douluo might not come out unscathed.

Ning Fengzhi quietly exchanged glances with Chen Xin and Gu Rong. None of the three could hide the shock in their eyes.

"I've found a Soul Beast that suits Little Wen's requirements."

Chen Xin cleared his throat, trying to break the strange silence. "Let's go take a look."

Chen Xin was only a level ninety-six Super Douluo for now, but with his powerful spiritual perception, finding a suitable Soul Beast was not difficult.

The four of them walked into the dense forest.

Chen Xin led the way, his sharp gaze sweeping their surroundings. Every Soul Beast lurking nearby sensed his terrifying pressure and fled, not daring to come close.

Gu Rong brought up the rear, keeping Ning Fengzhi and Ning Wen protected between them.

[Back when This Seat traveled the length of Star Dou, ten thousand beasts bowed their heads. Even Di Tian, foremost among the ten great Ferocious Beasts, had to lower his proud head before me. I was never reduced to this!]

Here we go again!

Why not say Di Tian was your mount while you're at it?

You don't even bother making your lies believable.

Ning Wen rolled his eyes and silently gave the Voice Pack the middle finger.

Di Tian was the patriarch of the Black Dragon clan, a descendant of the Nine-Headed Dragon King, foremost among the continent's ten great Ferocious Beasts, and once the Dragon God's chief bodyguard. His pride knew no bounds.

Making him bow in submission would be harder than marrying Gu Yuena.

After all, with the extraordinary wisdom Gu Yuena had inherited from the Dragon God, she might just fall for him without a fight.

[Hmph. What do you know?]

[Di Tian really did want to be This Seat's mount!]

[But would This Seat accept just anyone? Only my wives deserve to be beneath me!]

Ning Wen's mouth twitched.

He hadn't expected the Voice Pack to evolve.

Now it was actually talking back to him.

And slipping in dirty jokes at that.

This Voice Pack really isn't proper!

Only your wives deserve to be beneath you?

Are you sure you mean that in an innocent way?

Chen Xin raised an eyebrow, a thoughtful look crossing his face.

The heart of the Great Star Dou Forest was terrifying.

To this day, no one had survived exploring it in its entirety.

Those ten great Ferocious Beasts were probably the strongest Soul Beasts in the forest.

Before long, they reached a stream.

The water was clear. Sunlight scattered gold across its rippling surface, while spiritual energy filled the air.

Beside the stream, a blood-red tiger stood with its head lowered, drinking.

Its crimson fur gleamed like metal forged in flame. Powerful muscles rippled beneath its hide. Nearly three meters long and as tall at the shoulder as an ordinary person, it radiated a savage presence.

Though it drank with its head down, its back remained taut and its ears twitched, alert to every movement around it.

"A Bloodflame Tiger. It's known for its powerful body and explosive strength. It fits what you're looking for, Little Wen."

Ning Fengzhi added, "Unfortunately, it's already over eight hundred years old."

The age of a Soul Ring a Soul Master could absorb depended on physical fitness and Martial Soul quality, so there was no single standard.

But throughout history, no Soul Master had ever absorbed a Soul Ring over six hundred years old as their First Soul Ring.

"Uncle Ning, Grandpa Sword, I want this one."

Ning Wen looked at the Bloodflame Tiger for a moment before speaking.

He had never taken Whale Rubber, but the Voice Pack had given him plenty of random rewards over the past few days.

Most had raised basic attributes such as constitution, intelligence, and strength.

Ning Wen already had to endure a relentless barrage from the melodramatic Voice Pack, not to mention his own embarrassment.

He had asked it to hide those most basic rewards, and to his surprise, it had worked.

Emboldened, Ning Wen had then asked it to mute its voice as well.

That had gone nowhere.

The Voice Pack had ignored him completely.

So while absorbing a Thousand Year Soul Ring might be pushing it with his current physique, an eight-hundred-year Soul Ring should be fine.

"All right."

Ning Fengzhi gave Ning Wen a long look, then nodded.

The Crimson Blood Tiger by the stream sensed the strangers and snapped its head up!

A vicious light flared in its scarlet slit-pupiled eyes, and a low growl shook the forest.

Perhaps sensing danger, the Bloodflame Tiger tensed and backed away step by step, its scarlet eyes filled with fear and wariness.

But it had retreated only a few steps.

Chen Xin released a sliver of his pressure. The Bloodflame Tiger froze, its legs weakening beneath it. Its huge body trembled where it stood, and it did not dare make another sound.

A moment later, its legs gave out, and it collapsed heavily to the ground.

[To think This Seat's First Soul Ring in this life will be a mere eight hundred years old!]

[Even if its age can be increased later, This Seat still finds it humiliating.]

[It can't be helped. My body is too weak right now. I wouldn't withstand a much older Soul Ring.]

[Looks like I'll have to buy Whale Rubber of various ages, just as I did in my previous life.]

[It's a treasure whose true value has been sorely overlooked. Whale Rubber nourishes a Soul Master's body, strengthens the meridians, and raises the maximum age of Soul Rings they can withstand. The earlier it's taken, the better it works.]

At that, Ning Fengzhi, Chen Xin, and Gu Rong all wore odd expressions.

As men, they naturally knew what Whale Rubber was.

In this era, people regarded it as a supplement for sexual performance, general health, and kidney function.

They had never heard that Whale Rubber could strengthen the body or let someone absorb older Soul Rings.

Ten thousand years later, that would be common knowledge among most Soul Masters.

Legendary Immortal Herbs were nearly impossible to come by, but Whale Rubber was comparatively easy to obtain.

The sea was vast. Other resources might be scarce, but it had no shortage of giant Sea Soul Beasts from which Whale Rubber could be refined.

If Whale Rubber truly had such effects, it would be an unprecedented opportunity for the entire Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

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