Courted by Every Faction, He Only Takes the Money; Selling the Cargo Box's Contents Stuns the Exchange

An eight-ring Soul Douluo had just been sent flying by a three-ring soul master.

He had not even had time to activate his Martial Soul Avatar.

He had not managed a single counterattack.

He had simply gone flying...

Lu Yuan hit the brakes, and Big Luck rolled to a stop.

He glanced at the two legs sticking out of a distant mountainside. They were motionless. Satisfied, he nodded.

Then the truck's horn rang out across the sky.

"When Big Luck sounds its horn, Mom and Dad raised you for nothing!"

Lu Yuan discovered that Big Luck had received another upgrade: he could now use its horn.

Though the horn's sound was rather peculiar...

The corner of Lu Yuan's mouth twitched. He silently shifted into gear, stepped on the gas, and drove off.

From that day on, the words "Big Luck" became a nightmare for every Soul Douluo on Douluo Continent.

After that battle made him famous, people seeking to recruit Lu Yuan nearly wore a path to his door.

The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect moved fastest.

Ning Fengzhi personally wrote a heartfelt letter and sent someone to deliver it to Lu Yuan.

It promised him a position as an elder and his pick of rare treasures and cultivation resources.

The Heaven Dou Royal Family followed close behind.

An envoy of Xue Ye arrived with an edict bearing the Imperial Seal.

It promised to make Lu Yuan an earl, grant him a vast fief, and shower him with gold, silver, and jewels, provided he served the empire.

Spirit Hall made an even grander offer.

A cardinal came in person with terms that made everyone gasp.

Marriage to the Saintess, treatment befitting a core disciple, and priority access to every enterprise under Spirit Hall.

Some of it was merely a repeat of what they had offered when they intercepted Lu Yuan earlier, now stated again in hopes of drawing other interested people into their ranks.

Lu Yuan turned down none of them.

He accepted the Gold Soul Coins from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

He accepted the treasures from the Heaven Dou Royal Family.

He accepted Spirit Hall's pills too.

Then he dusted himself off and prepared to leave.

An elder of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect chased after him, panting as he shouted, "Young friend, are you joining our sect or not?"

"I am," Lu Yuan replied.

The elder was overjoyed and was about to speak.

Then Lu Yuan added, "Let me ram through your sect first. Once I know the place, I'll join."

The elder choked on his words.

Lu Yuan waved, hopped into Big Luck, floored the gas, and sped away again.

He drove north.

Eventually, he reached Heaven Dou City and headed for its largest exchange.

The exchange stood in the heart of the city, a magnificent three-story building with a bustling crowd at its entrance.

It was the largest Spirit Beast Materials Market in the entire Heaven Dou Empire.

Vast quantities of Spirit Beast carcasses, Spirit Bones, and medicinal herbs changed hands there every day.

Lu Yuan parked Big Luck outside the exchange, jumped down, and walked through the doors.

A receptionist froze at the sight of him, then hurried over with a smile. "What can I help you with, sir?"

"Got some goods to sell." Lu Yuan took a list from his coat and handed it over.

The receptionist looked down at the list, and his expression changed instantly.

It read:

Ten-Thousand-Year Armored Rhino carcass ×1

Other Ten-Thousand-Year Spirit Beast carcasses ×59

Various Spirit Beast carcasses under ten thousand years old.

The receptionist's face shifted as he read. His hands began to shake so badly he could barely hold the paper.

He looked up at Lu Yuan, back down at the list, then up at Lu Yuan again. His lips trembled, but he could not get a word out.

"Wh... Where are these goods?"

"In the truck." Lu Yuan pointed to Big Luck outside.

The receptionist followed his finger to the enormous black steel beast. His throat bobbed as he swallowed.

Then the receptionist spun around and scrambled toward the back of the exchange.

Within the time it took to drink a cup of tea, an elder of the exchange came out in person.

His hair and beard were white, and he wore a luxurious robe with a gold badge on his chest, marking the highest level of authority in the exchange.

After decades of business in Heaven Dou City, he had seen countless rare materials. He had long since learned to keep a straight face even if a mountain collapsed before him.

But when he saw the Ten-Thousand-Year Spirit Beast carcasses piled inside Big Luck's cargo box, his pupils contracted. His expression changed, and his hands began to shake.

He took out a Soul Power Pen to record his appraisal.

But the pen danced in his trembling hand. He could not hold it steady.

"They're... they're all... complete Ten-Thousand-Year Spirit Beast carcasses..." the elder rasped. "And... some of the Spirit Bones are still intact..."

When word spread that dozens of complete ten-thousand-year carcasses were in the rear courtyard, everyone in the exchange came out to see.

They were all stunned.

So many Ten-Thousand-Year Spirit Beast carcasses appearing at once was almost beyond belief.

Across the continent, anyone capable of hunting a Ten-Thousand-Year Spirit Beast was a formidable expert.

Those who could bring back a complete carcass were rarer still!

The entire exchange erupted.

Rumors and news spread like ripples from a stone dropped into a still lake.

Merchants, nobles, and soul masters flooded in, jostling for a glimpse of the dozens of ten-thousand-year carcasses.

Then the bids began to fly, each higher and more outrageous than the last.

Lu Yuan leaned back in a VIP Seat at the exchange, an apple in his hand. He took a crisp bite.

He watched them argue until they were red in the face, cursing one another as they fought to claim a ten-thousand-year Spirit Beast carcass. A satisfied smile curved his lips.

"When Big Luck shows up, the money rolls in! That saying really is true!"

As for the Three-Headed Crimson Demon Hound's and Sky-Shaking Marsh Bull's carcasses and Spirit Bones, Lu Yuan could never bring himself to sell them.

The Three-Headed Crimson Demon Hound had a complete spinal Spirit Bone, while the Sky-Shaking Marsh Bull had a skull bone.

Lu Yuan planned to wait until he grew stronger before using them.

The sun sank toward the horizon.

Tang San stood on a hillside, his fists clenched tight.

Earlier, he had seen an eight-ring Soul Douluo with his own eyes.

In Tang San's eyes, such an expert stood so far above him that he could only hope to reach that height someday.

Yet Lu Yuan's black Handcart had struck him and sent him flying like a kicked pebble. He had sailed over three hills before getting lodged in the fourth, leaving only his legs sticking out, kicking feebly.

Tang San's understanding of the world had shattered.

He had been proud since childhood.

He had Twin Martial Souls, the Tang Sect's secret arts, the Mysterious Heaven Skill, and even the Purple Demon Eyes.

He had taken Yu Xiaogang as his teacher to study orthodox soul master theory.