Imprisoned Su Four's Hall

Seaside fishing village on the border of the Heaven Dou Empire.

Inside a dilapidated wooden house leaking wind from all four sides, Su Ming sat cross-legged on a hard wooden bed, his gaze fixed dead on the pale blue light screen floating on his retina.

Having transmigrated to the Douluo Continent for six years, he had long since seen reality clearly for what it was.

He had no prominent family background and no heaven-defying Martial Soul. On the day of his Martial Soul Awakening at age six, the crystal ball in Su Yuntao's hand showed no reaction at all, and the Martial Soul that materialized in his palm was even an utterly mediocre pale white airflow—a whirlwind.

In this world where the strong were supreme, this kind of Martial Soul was destined to only ever make an ordinary wind-type Soul Master, and might even struggle to break through to become a Soul Elder.

However, a mediocre life? That depends on whether I agree to it or not.

Su Ming took a deep breath, his gaze focusing on the attribute panel on the left side of the light screen.

[Host: Su Ming]

[Martial Soul: Whirlwind (Unevolved)]

[Foundation: Original 10%, Current 16%]

[Soul Power: Level 1.6]

This was the first system he was born with, and its effect was simple and brutal: for every full year that passed, the foundation value would automatically increase by +1.

And right on the day after the Martial Soul Awakening, the second system—the Good-for-Nothing Simulator—was activated as well.

The rule was equally simple: consume 1 point of foundation to deduce a future life. Once the simulation ended, one could choose one of three rewards to solidify into reality.

"My current fault tolerance is too low, and a single wrong step will lead to absolute doom," Su Ming muttered, his fingertip tapping lightly on the void. "Start simulation."

[Simulation started, foundation deducted by 1 point, remaining 15%.]

[Douluo Calendar Year 3631: Knowing full well that your foundation is weak in the early stages, you choose to stay in the fishing village to lay low and develop, fishing and doing physical labor every day to temper your flesh.]

[Douluo Calendar Year 3632: You obediently endure for a year; annual settlement foundation +1, recovering to 16%. At age seven, you enter the Vast Sea City Primary Soul Master Academy by virtue of the village's only working-student quota.]

[Douluo Calendar Year 3633: You keep an extremely low profile inside the academy, never causing trouble or standing out, quietly memorizing theories and persisting in meditation.]

[Douluo Calendar Year 3634: Foundation increases to 18%, and soul power reaches level three. You figure out the core law: foundation percentage equals cultivation multiplier, and 100% foundation equals Innate Full Soul Power plus tenfold divine speed. You set your ultimate plan: stay hidden until you reach a hundred-percent complete foundation, then venture out into the world.]

[Douluo Calendar Year 3638: Your steady temperament earns the regard of your instructor, and you obtain a forty-year matching soul ring, breaking through to level eleven. You save all your monthly Spirit Hall subsidies, planning to save money to purchase whale rubber to reinforce the shortcomings of your whirlwind Martial Soul.]

[Douluo Calendar Year 3641: You bitterly cultivate to a level twenty Soul Grandmaster, living alone in the dormitories. Eight village thieves figure out your pattern and launch a nighttime sneak attack to plunder. You confidently strike back, only to find that your own soul skill damage remains pitifully low, capable only of causing superficial wounds. The thieves see through your weak combat power and fiercely surround and kill you.]

[You died.]

[Simulation ended, available rewards: 1. Level 22 Soul Grandmaster aspects of cultivation 2. Simulated memory inheritance 3. Foundation +10%]

Looking at the three large characters of You died, the corners of Su Ming's mouth twitched slightly.

"A level twenty Soul Grandmaster actually got surrounded and killed to death by eight mortal thieves? The first soul skill of this whirlwind Martial Soul is way too much like scraping guasha."

Without the slightest hesitation, Su Ming directly chose the third option.

For someone who only wanted to develop safely, cultivation and memories were temporary dividends; only the foundation was the ultimate background carved into his origin and never falling away.

Boom!

A warm current instantly swept through his entire body, and the originally feeble whirlwind Martial Soul spun wildly within his meridians, its rotational speed, soul power purity, and stability improving in all aspects.

[Foundation surges to 25%.]

Su Ming clenched his fists, feeling the brimming strength inside his body. The airflow that previously required strenuous effort to perceive was now as obedient as an extension of his arm, gently entwining around his fingertips.

Comfortable... Is this what an increased foundation feels like?

The simulator entered cooldown, and the remaining eleven hours reset.

Su Ming pushed open the wooden door, and the sea breeze rushed over his face. He raised a hand to release his Martial Soul, the white whirlwind in his palm slowly revolving, and with a casual wave, a blade of wind carved a deep indentation into the wooden stake in the courtyard.

"The scraping damage that could only be caused at level twenty in the first simulation, I easily achieved at 25% foundation and a low level."

A sharp glint flashed through Su Ming's eyes.

Since the simulator could foresee the future, that so-called dead end was simply a tool used to clear mines.

Start another round, confirm the dead ends on the path ahead, and then set off for the city.

After a night of rest and recuperation, the sky grew slightly bright, and the simulator finished resetting.

[Simulation started, foundation 25% - 1, remaining 24%.]

[Simulation Year Zero: You apply to the village chief in advance for enrollment, studying with a low profile, plugging leaks and patching gaps, avoiding the risk of early death from the previous round.]

[Simulation Year Three: You steadily break through to a level ten Soul Scholar, absorbing a hundred-year soul ring, and the wind blade evolves into Dense Wind Blades, possessing practical combat ability. You set your goal: break through to a Soul Grandmaster before age twelve, and subsequently head to Shrek to freeload on the protagonist's fortuitous encounters.]

[Simulation Year Six: You bitterly cultivate to break through to level twenty, pack your bags, and rush to Shrek. Upon arrival, you discover that the timeline is shifted, and Tang San and the others have not yet enrolled. You judge your own foundation to be insufficient and choose to continue hiding and developing.]

[Simulation Year Ten: Foundation piles up to 34%, touching the threshold of level thirty. You spend a heavy sum to hire a Soul Ancestor hunting team, securing a matching millennium wind-attribute soul ring, and breaking through to a level thirty Soul Elder.]

[Simulation Year Eleven: You return to Vast Sea City, seeking revenge against the bandit gang that killed you back then. You strike from the dark, double soul skills compounding white mist for crowd control, and a three-meter giant wind blade instantly slaughters everyone.]

[While you are clearing the battlefield, a hidden powerhouse suddenly launches a sneak attack, blowing your head apart with a single strike.]

[The sneak attacker is the Lord of Vast Sea City, the biological father of the newly added bandits, who has shielded evil-doers year-round and abused power for personal gain.]

[You died.]

[Simulation ended. Available rewards: 1. All-around cultivation base of a 32nd-rank Soul Elder; 2. Memory inheritance; 3. Foundation +11%.]

"Damn it! I was wondering how eight mortals dared to kill a Soul Grandmaster! So they had a bigwig backer!"

Su Ming could not help complaining. A city lord, holding a high position, actually condoned his descendants in forming gangs to pillage and harm civilians—it was truly abnormal.

After his emotions settled, Su Ming still chose the foundation reward.

[Foundation surges to 45%.]

It infinitely approached the level of a rank-five innate genius.

Su Ming reviewed the two rounds of death simulations, precisely locking onto the rule of the dead end: within the sphere of influence of the Vast Sea City Lord's faction, steady development for ten years, bandit groups formed after ten years, and the city lord shielding his own—a certain death trap.

If he wanted to safely hole up, he had to time his node and run away.

"Change to a safe development location, elevate the quality of soul rings, and stop limiting myself to hundred-year low-tier soul rings."

Su Ming pushed the door open and walked out of the wooden house, standing by the seaside to gaze into the distance at the vast ocean, finalizing his subsequent plans.

After wandering around and catching nothing from the sea, Su Ming returned to the house to rest and recuperate, quietly awaiting midnight for a reset.

As soon as zero o'clock arrived, the Simulator's cooldown cleared.

[Simulation begins. Foundation 45% - 1, remaining 44%.]

[Day 0 of the simulation: You travel with the village chief's ox cart toward Vast Sea City. Along the way, the ox cart is bumped and jolted by a giant rock with a blackened and corroded exterior. No one knows that it is intact Ten-Thouand-Year Whale Rubber on the inside. You smoothly enroll in the Vast Sea Primary Academy.]

[The 44% foundation corresponds to 4.4 times the cultivation speed, which belongs to the top-tier standard in the local academy. Deliberately concealing your clumsiness, you falsely claim to the outside world that you have rank-four innate soul power, and you are instantly heavily cultivated and resource-skewed by Academy Principal Wang Xinzhi.]

[You utilize academy resources to purchase Whale Rubber to temper your physical body, breaking through to a rank-ten Soul Scholar in one year. With the principal's help, you secure a high-quality wind-type soul ring of over four hundred years, concealing your physical body's trump cards the entire time.]

[Year 5 of the simulation: You are a 24th-rank Soul Grandmaster, far surpassing peers in progress and meeting Shrek's enrollment threshold. You investigate intelligence and learn that the Vast Sea City Lord is currently only at the 48th rank, advancing to a Soul King two years later. You temporarily suppress the thought of revenge, prioritizing rushing to Shrek.]

[Year 6 of the simulation: You successfully test into Shrek. Inside the school, there are only three old students: Dai Mubai, Oscar, and Ma Hongjun, and their cultivation bases are all lower than yours. Low-key, you befriend them and stably lie low.]

[Year 10 of the simulation: You are sixteen years old and a 32nd-rank Soul Elder. Even with the 54% foundation amplification, cultivation bottlenecks still manifest. Witnessing Dai Mubai level up rapidly despite casual cultivation, you feel emotional about the gap in top-tier martial soul talent.]

[Year 12 of the simulation: Tang San enrolls, and you serve as the freshman examiner. You are defeated throughout the entire exchange, exposing the gap in strength. Yu Xiaogang intentionally distances himself, and Flender finds an excuse to dismiss you.]

[With your mind and emotions knotted in melancholy, you go out to clear your head and accidentally run into Bu Le and two other soul masters. The gap in strength is too large, and you unfortunately fall.]

[You died.]

[Simulation ended. Available rewards: 1. All-around cultivation base of a 36th-rank Soul Elder; 2. Memory inheritance; 3. Foundation +12%.]

Rest assured, Su One, Su Two, Su Three, later on I will have Su Four avenge all of you.

After careful consideration this time, Su Ming decided to secure the Soul Elder cultivation base first.

Following the 36th-rank Soul Elder cultivation base entering his body during the simulation, Su Ming felt soul power rampaging everywhere within his meridians.

After a moment, Su Ming quieted down, a bold train of thought flashing through his brain: taking a loan to buy high-tier Whale Rubber, infinitely reusing resources within the simulation, and borrowing a chicken to lay an egg to rapidly stack his foundation.

After pondering over and over, the risk was too high, so he temporarily shelved it.

Compared to taking shortcuts, steadily stacking the foundation was forever reliable.

Su Ming remembered the Ten-Thousand-Year Whale Rubber fortuitous encounter that dropped in the simulation, immediately heading out late at night to search along the official road the entire way.

From searching late at night until dawn, he gained nothing.

Just as Su Ming prepared to hurl curses and return, a caravan galloped past in the distance, and the tail of the cart bumped and dropped a massive black stone, its size comparable to two of Su Ming's heads.

It was precisely that piece of Ten-Thousand-Year Whale Rubber with a corroded exterior and an intact interior.

Su Ming instantly fell silent.

It turned out that in his previous simulations, the fortuitous encounter had not failed to appear; rather, his past self had been too blind, missing a top-tier grand creation in vain.

Su Ming laboriously pushed the heavy Whale Rubber back to the wooden house, properly hid it, and peacefully awaited the new round of simulation.

Midnight reset, and he continued the deduction.

[Simulation begins. Foundation 44% - 1, remaining 43%.]

[Day 0 of the simulation: Carrying the Ten-Thousand-Year Whale Rubber and concealing your cultivation base, you follow the village chief to enroll in Vast Sea City.]

[Year 1 of the simulation: You display talent, gain the principal's trust, and investigate to learn that the current Vast Sea City Lord has just broken through to the 40th rank as a Soul Ancestor, indulging in wine and lust, lax in cultivation, with a low threat level.]

[You spend money to find someone to smelt the Ten-Thousand-Year Whale Rubber to thoroughly temper your body. With a 4.4 times cultivation speed, superimposed with the residual soul power of the Whale Rubber, you rapidly break through to the 40th rank.]

[Your physical body's strength reaches the standard, allowing you to bear a nine-thousand-year-level soul ring. To play it safe, you only acquire an eight-thousand-year wind-type soul ring, using your physical constitution advantage to gloss over the principal's doubts.]

[Year 2 of the simulation: You find out that the city lord's only son likes to go out to sea for surfing. Secretly passing by the sea surface, your wind blade quietly destroys the structure of the surfboard. Soon news comes that the city lord's only son's surfboard snaps, and he perishes in the deep sea. With deep vengeance avenged, you completely set your mind at ease and bitterly cultivate.]

[Year 3 of the simulation: You break through to the 50th rank, locking in high-quality living wind-type soul beasts with heavy money, and capturing your fifth soul ring in the range of ten thousand to twenty thousand years. Your combat strength benchmarks against a top-tier Soul King, making up for some shortcomings of your martial soul.]

[Year 8 of the simulation: At fourteen years old, you break through to a Quasi-Soul Emperor, belonging to a once-in-a-millennium rare genius in Vast Sea City. You decide to rush to Nuoding City, stake out Tang San's plotline, and scheme for Ah Yin's Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Bone fortuitous encounter.]

[Year 12 of the simulation: You settle in Nuoding City for four years, closely staring at the movements of Nuoding Academy. On the day Tang San and Xiao Wu leave school, you accurately judge the timing: tonight Tang Hao will make a move to teach Zhao Wuji a lesson, and Holy Soul Village's defense will be hollow.]

[You gallop at top speed to the Holy Soul Village waterfall cave, smoothly finding Ah Yin's true body and the hidden compartment storing the soul bone, directly taking the Hundred-Thousand-Year Blue Silver Emperor Right Leg Bone, and incidentally carrying away Ah Yin's true body plant, which retains a hundred years of cultivation.]

[The instant you retreat, Tang Hao flies into a rage, senses the theft, and madly turns back to pursue and kill you.]

[You flee at full speed, running wildly for a hundred miles in a day and a night, shaking off the pursuit, and enter a luxury hotel in Makalaka City to go into seclusion.]

[You spent two days and two nights successfully absorbing the Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone. Because you lacked a sixth soul ring, your soul power remained stuck at rank sixty, but your physical constitution underwent another qualitative transformation. The century-old Ah Yin was powerless to stop you and could only submit passively.]

[You interestingly fertilized and nourished Ah Yin in a special way, causing the Blue Silver Emperor plant to suffer a mental breakdown.]

[Considering your subsequent plan to steal immortal herbs from the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well to evade Tang Hao's pursuit, you temporarily placed Ah Yin in a wild forest, leaving her to be retrieved another day.]

[Simulation Year 13: You rushed to the Heaven Dou capital, wanting to use Dugu Bo's influence to quickly obtain a high-tier soul ring and seek ten years of safe asylum. You deliberately approached Dugu Yan, bridging a connection to Poison Douluo.]

[You fabricated a background in a pharmacology family, falsely claiming that you could resolve the Dugu family's hereditary toxins in exchange for three major conditions: borrowing the ice and fire medicinal garden, hunting four soul beasts under eighty thousand years, and Dugu Bo not making a move against you for ten years.]

[Dugu Bo was half-sceptical, bringing you into the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well and planting his internal severe poison as usual to test you. You replicated Tang San's detoxification method to quickly detoxify yourself, completely winning his trust.]

[You deliberately sent Dugu Bo away, leaving yourself alone inside the medicinal garden, and began devouring the spiritual essences of heaven and earth.]

[Singular Velvet Sky Chrysanthemum, Aromatic Silk Beauty, Eight-Petal Immortal Orchid, Fragrant Silk Beauty, Full Moon Wearing Autumn Dew, Nine-Grade Purple Ganoderma... You indiscriminately devoured all the immortal herbs.]

[Your foundation temporarily surged by 125%. Layered with your original foundation, your total foundation broke through to 182%.]

[Because you ingested an excessive amount of immortal herbs in a swallowing-them-whole manner, the originally neutral and gentle medicinal properties of the immortal herbs turned violent and disorderly. Coupled with a lack of a gradual refining process, you could not effectively refine the medicinal potency.]

[The massive medicinal potency overwhelmed the upper limit of your physical body's tolerance.]

[You exploded and died.]

[Simulation ended, available rewards: 1. All-around cultivation at rank 60 quasi-soul emperor + soul bone 2. Complete memories 3. Foundation +138%]

This death method... ugh, whatever. Considering that Su Four burned me 138% of foundation, I'll spare you the complaints. Su Ming claimed the foundation, and subsequently, the unfinished martial soul evolution from the simulation began to take place within him.

Now, Su Ming's total foundation had already reached 182%, which was roughly double the foundation of an ordinary soul master with Innate Full Soul Power.

Ah— Su Ming let out a comfortable groan, feeling his entire body undergoing a reborn-like experience. His original whirlwind martial soul was evolving toward pure wind element. For a moment, Su Ming even felt that he was a part of the wind.

Finally, I have a bit of self-preservation strength. Damn old man, you've screwed me over twice. If I don't get my revenge, I'm not human. As Su Ming spoke, his entire body transformed into a wisp of clear breeze and drifted out. He floated along with the air, reaching Vast Sea City in less than an hour.

A level thirty-six super martial soul, just the soul skill effects alone beat my previous self by several streets. No, I still can't act recklessly yet. Let's first send a big gift to this lord's city. Su Ming stood outside the City Lord's Mansion, his form still lingering within the wind flow.

At this early morning hour, no one noticed that the wind around the City Lord's Mansion was exceptionally strong. Su Ming was currently driving the wind flow, continuously scraping eerie winds outside the City Lord's Mansion and letting the wind flow destroy the geological structure beneath it.

The process of destroying the geological structure was a bit difficult, but Su Ming was not exactly lacking in soul power. He only needed to communicate with the wind flow through his first soul skill and command them to enter and wreak wanton destruction, and the consumption could be said to be negligible.

After finishing these, Su Ming had still not vented his anger. According to the City Lord's Mansion's current geographical structure, it would take at least another month before it collapsed. Leaving aside whether it could crush anyone to death, Su Ming would just treat the wealth inside the City Lord's Mansion as compensation for the previous two simulations.

Right now, Su Ming did not have the confidence to go head-to-head with the lord of Vast Sea City. Compared to a direct confrontation, he still preferred playing dirty in the dark.

After handling the matter of the City Lord's Mansion, Su Ming found another eight ordinary bandits. Under the effect of the wind flow, the wind was his eyes and ears, so finding these ordinary people was relatively simple.

Damn it, I found you. You guys were the ones who killed me in the first simulation. I won't finish you off, I'll just let you experience the feeling of shit falling on your head. Su Ming still did not reveal his human form. He transformed into the posture of a wind flow, and under his control, the wind flow whipped up a series of violent gales that blew away the roofs of these bandits' houses.

These eight bandits lived together, so Su Ming didn't need to spend extra time and effort continuing his revenge elsewhere.

The wind was very strong, growing increasingly violent until it finally blew the roof right off.

"Ah! Boss, it's bad, it's a tornado!" Soon, these sleeping bandits were awakened. The moment they opened their eyes and before they could react to what was happening, they were struck by debris carried along by the violent gale.

Su Ming looked at the disheveled individuals, feeling greatly satisfied. After sweeping away the wealth of these bandits, Su Ming decisively ran for it to prevent any powerhouses from noticing the abnormalities here.

Back home, the moment Su Ming returned, a pile of gold, silver, jewelry, rare medicinal herbs, and so on spewed out of the wind with a rustling sound. Some of these things he recognized, and some he didn't, but his gains could be said to be packed to the brim. Basically, all the resources needed for cultivation were right here.

"Now I'm not lacking in resources, but I can't keep things at home forever either. This is only a portion, and there's still a major part that the wind flow hasn't spewed out yet. It looks like it's time for me to leave this place." Su Ming raised his hand, temporarily letting the wind flow swallow back the spewed treasures, and then pondered where he should head next.

Maintaining the wind flow at all times meant Su Ming's soul power consumption, while not very large, was still something he couldn't sustain for long periods.

According to Su Ming's current soul power reserves, without recovering his soul power, he could maintain the wind flow for at most a few more hours.

"A Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast, such an opportunity, should rightfully be put to use by me. Hehehe, Little Scumbag, don't blame me; if you want to blame someone, blame yourself for not being able to hold onto it." After making his next plans, Su Ming went to find Village Chief Wang and subsequently stated that he wanted to go see the outside world. Anyway, it was just a bunch of gibberish with no nutritional value.

As Su Ming came to a deserted place, he once again merged into the wind flow and drifted away with the wind.

The distance from Nuoding City to Vast Sea City could not be considered close. Su Ming drifted with the wind while recovering his soul power, taking a full day and a half to reach Nuoding City.

By Su Ming's own estimation, the distance between Vast Sea City and Nuoding City was no less than three thousand kilometers.

Oh, damn it, I've finally arrived. Su Ming transformed into a physical entity, stepped out from an alley, and stretched his limbs. Flying for the better part of a day really worked a person to death, but thankfully, he arrived within a single day. Su Ming gained a relatively realistic understanding of his own speed.

So annoying, I still have to go buy a house. Speaking of which, is Gangzi in Nuoding City right now? If he is, I can conveniently help Su Three get his revenge. Su Ming muttered a few words casually, and then he saw a flat-headed person walk out of Nuoding Academy.

Yu Xiaogang walked with his hands behind his back, strutting arrogantly with a child of about six years old following behind him.

Yu Xiaogang quickly noticed Su Ming's gaze. The latter looked toward the source of the gaze, then smiled contemptuously, "You're also a new student coming to report, right? What rank is your innate soul power?"

Listening to Yu Xiaogang's arrogant words, Su Ming rolled his eyes, but temporarily, in order not to let the other party discover his abnormality, he could only prevaricate, "Rank one innate soul power."

Hearing this, Yu Xiaogang's contempt for Su Ming increased a bit, and he subsequently left with the disciple he had somehow swindled.

Su Ming let out a sigh of relief. He almost thought he was going to get entangled by this idiot Yu Xiaogang, but thankfully, there had been the blind Grandmaster Su Yuntao earlier, and now the arrogant Grandmaster Yu Xiaogang.

Su Ming endured his laughter and ran away. He hadn't run far before he lost control and burst out laughing with a snort. Passers-by who witnessed this thought they had run into a lunatic and hastily kept their distance.

After this small episode, Su Ming bought a room in a building right across from the gate of Nuoding Junior Soul Master Academy. He was not in a rush; he simply sat firmly in this fishing platform and quietly waited for the Hundred-Thousand-Year Transformed Soul Beast to take the bait.

A rabbit must be waited for slowly; impatience makes the rabbit run. A rabbit must be coaxed along slowly; the more you coax, the more energetic it gets.

Little Scumbag, you're still young; you can't hold onto a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Ring. I'll just quietly wait to take down Xiao Wu. Rock it, rock it, come get a good rabbit to rock, soul rings shine bright and rock. Su Ming hummed a little tune while enjoying the soft bed, feeling quite cozy overall.