Panel upgrade

The assembled Consecrations were truly at their wits' end.

Back when Xue'er was still around, Qian Daoliu would mention every so often that, despite her innate rank-twenty Soul Power, his precious granddaughter gave her grandfather no end of worry.

Now Xue'er was away, and they had finally enjoyed a few peaceful years, only for the Great Enshrined to take another disciple—one with such monstrous talent, too. How long had it even been since his Martial Soul awakened? He had already created his own Soul Skill. They had not experienced it firsthand, but the state of the scene alone told them that move packed quite a punch.

The Consecrations had arrived in a rush and left just as quickly.

Every one of them wore a speechless expression, including Light Feather Douluo, who was the most childlike of the bunch.

So what if you have a good disciple? Just wait and see how well we raise our own juniors!

The senior Consecrations all resolved at once that they could no longer let their descendants slack off in their cultivation.

Train! Train your hearts out! As long as it doesn't kill you, train until you drop!

Bai Ranmo felt a strange sense of familiarity with the scene, as though he had seen it while possessing Li Bai...

At that moment, the Consecrations all seemed to have turned into Bone Douluo, swearing to put their disciples and descendants through a brutal training regimen.

"Master, was there something you wanted to see me about?" Bai Ranmo finally got to the point. Qian Daoliu would not come looking for him for no reason. The little old man spent all day worshipping the Angel God.

Qian Daoliu's expression settled somewhat, returning to his usual dignified bearing as the Great Enshrined. "Ranmo, would you like to attend Spirit Hall Academy?"

"Sure." Bai Ranmo answered without hesitation. "I'm bored to death staying in the Worship Hall all day. I could go find some fun at Spirit Hall Academy."

"Fun?" Qian Daoliu raised an eyebrow.

"Heh, isn't the Pope's disciple at Spirit Hall Academy, too? She's bound to come looking for trouble with me. Perfect. I've got plenty of time on my hands, so putting her in her place sounds good. It'll show the Pope that the Worship Hall simply doesn't bother arguing with her, not that we've got nobody left." Bai Ranmo spoke with his hands in his pockets, looking utterly relaxed, his tone equally casual.

It was as though he would be facing not the Pope's personal disciple, but some stray by the roadside.

"Mm." Pleased, Qian Daoliu reached out to pat his dear disciple's head.

Bai Ranmo instantly grew wary and activated Limitless on instinct. "Old man, what's that supposed to mean? Did I say something wrong again? Are you going to hit me again?"

Qian Daoliu was speechless. How did this become your impression of me?

And you were calling me Master a moment ago. Now it's old man? You really know how to change your tune, brat!

Though Qian Daoliu thought all that, he could hardly say it aloud. Instead of answering Bai Ranmo's questions, he said, "In that case, you and Sun Chuantao will accompany Tianyue, the Second Worship's granddaughter, to Spirit Hall Academy tomorrow. I've already arranged your enrollment."

"Okay." Bai Ranmo nodded, then tossed aside the blindfold he had prepared and put on a small pair of sunglasses.

"A man should be a little more gentlemanly around ladies!" He grinned, looking exceptionally handsome.

Though inwardly speechless, Qian Daoliu had to admit that the boy's looks were every bit a match for his own in his youth.

"You still need to be careful. Those children trained by the Pope, the so-called Golden Generation Trio, are eight or nine years older than you. They've all reached the Soul Elder level. You aren't their match in raw strength."

"All right, all right, old man. Stop nagging. I'm the strongest!" Bai Ranmo yawned. "I'm hungry. Have someone bring me some desserts!"

"This child..." Qian Daoliu smiled faintly. Unlike Xue'er and Ji'er, this child was impulsive and irrepressible, yet surprisingly likable.

After returning to his room and waiting for a servant to bring his desserts, Bai Ranmo picked up an egg tart, took a bite, and opened his panel.

[Host: Bai Ranmo]

[Number of clones: 4]

[Emotion points: 224780]

[Daily emotion points limit: 5000/5000]

[Emotion points limit per gain: 999]

He had to admit that Gangzi and San'er were truly generous. As expected of the main cast—their luck was exceptional.

After he marveled at that for a while, a notification suddenly popped up on the panel.

[Congratulations, host. Your cumulative emotion points have exceeded 250,000. Would you like to spend 50,000 emotion points to upgrade the panel?]

"It can even be upgraded?" Bai Ranmo raised an eyebrow in curiosity, then immediately chose to upgrade it.

A progress bar appeared on the panel. Unlike the games he usually played, it did not get stuck at ninety-nine percent.

[Panel upgrade successful. Daily emotion points limit increased. Emotion points limit per gain increased. System Shop refresh function unlocked.]

[Host: Bai Ranmo]

[Number of clones: 4]

[Emotion points: 174780]

[Daily emotion points limit: 5000/8000]

[Emotion points limit per gain: 1500]

Bai Ranmo opened the Shop again. It looked much the same, except for a new [Refresh] button in the bottom-left corner.

He could refresh it once a day for free, so Bai Ranmo clicked it immediately. There was nothing worth buying in today's Shop anyway.

The items refreshed, and the first thing Bai Ranmo noticed was a red God-Given Soul Ring.

It was his first time seeing a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring for sale in the Shop. Buying the Soul Ring even let him purchase a hundred-thousand-year Soul Bone for a random body part at half price.

Where had this panel picked up these sales tactics?

Still, he had to admit he was tempted.

His current emotion points were not enough to buy a powerful Titled Douluo clone. But buying a rank-eighty-nine Peak Soul Douluo clone, then adding a hundred-thousand-year Soul Ring and Soul Bone, seemed feasible...

As long as the clone absorbed the Soul Bone, then used the Soul Ring, he could quickly break through to Titled Douluo.

Bai Ranmo immediately began designing a new clone.

Who should I model this clone after?

Toji Fushiguro? But I can't design a Martial Soul for him.

Bai Ranmo had tried it long ago. Anyone who appeared on the Douluo Continent had to possess a Martial Soul and Soul Power. Heavenly Restriction violated the Douluo Continent's rules. It was not impossible to force such a design through, but doing so would cost an enormous number of emotion points.

Forget it!

Shaking his head, Bai Ranmo simply bought the God-Given Soul Ring and Soul Bone first. He had yet to decide exactly what sort of clone to create or what role it would fill.

Looking at the hundred thousand points on his panel, Bai Ranmo inexplicably sank into a gloomy mood again.

He clearly remembered having two hundred and twenty thousand points not long ago. How had that turned into a hundred thousand?

He really did not have enough money to spend!

No, I've got to squeeze Gangzi some more. Drop more gold for me!

The next day.

With a slice of toast held between his teeth, Bai Ranmo yawned, looking drowsy.

He had not slept at all the previous night, devoting all his attention to practicing the Meditation Method.

Of course, clever as Bai Ranmo was, when it came time to cultivate, he simply summoned some unlucky clone's soul to cultivate for him. His own soul possessed the middle-aged man's clone in Nuoding City so he could keep taunting Gangzi. After all, his emotion points limit had increased by three thousand. Unless he filled today's quota with points from Gangzi, he would feel restless all over.