There was only one trident on the Douluo Continent: the Sea God Trident, the exclusive Super Divine Artifact of Tang San's Sea God Godhood.
Naturally, the trait referred to that very trident of Tang San's.
As Su Yuan read the trait description before him, he grew more and more excited. He could not have been more satisfied with the third trait that had dropped tonight.
The highest level of authorization to use the Sea God Trident!
What did "highest" mean?
It meant that even if Tang San was holding the Sea God Trident in his own hands, Su Yuan could use this trait to snatch it away-stealing Tang San's Super Divine Artifact right in front of his face!
"Extract it, but don't equip it yet!" Su Yuan took a deep breath, burying his excitement deep in his heart.
He could not use this trait recklessly.
At the very least, he could not use it before becoming a God King.
Compared with that optional BGM, authorization to use the Sea God Trident was the truly badass prize. It would also be a crucial trump card for dealing Tang San a vicious sucker punch after he ascended to the Divine Realm.
Imagine being in the middle of a fight when your own Super Divine Artifact suddenly switched sides. It was hard to imagine just how spectacular Tang San's expression would be.
But if Su Yuan used it prematurely, he could still seize the Super Divine Artifact, yet his cultivation would be too low to defeat Tang San even with it in hand. Tang San could simply kill him first, then take the Sea God Trident back.
So this trait could only be used to ambush him, and that ambush had to finish the job in one stroke.
Otherwise, it would be a waste-and might even put Su Yuan in danger.
"Wu Feng, you're incredible!" Su Yuan marveled inwardly.
She was not even here, yet she had still dropped such an awesome trait for him. Her mouth really did deserve a good smack, but at this moment, Su Yuan missed her terribly!
"Then let's hope Wu Feng can settle down soon and work on that impulsive, fiery temper of hers. I'd quite like to see what she's like after she changes," Su Yuan said with a smile.
"Haha, I'm curious what a calm, steady Feng would be like too." Ning Tian smiled.
After chatting a little longer, Ning Tian left with Fu Yu.
Once she returned to her original seat, Ning Tian glanced at Su Yuan, who was still laughing and chatting with Xu Jiujiu, then looked at the reserved, gentle Fu Yu beside her. She thoughtfully touched her short hair.
"Fuyu, do you think I'd look better with long hair?" Ning Tian sounded a little hesitant.
She had realized that Su Yuan truly seemed to have no interest in her at all!
In fact, Su Yuan seemed more interested in Fu Yu, her attendant, than in her, the young heir of the Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Sect.
So was her appearance the problem?
Ning Tian herself knew that her appearance did not match the world's standard image of a beautiful woman. In her efforts to be a good Young Sect Master, she unconsciously steered her appearance toward an androgynous, or even masculine, style.
After all, she had Ning Zhiyuan as her role model.
But now, Ning Tian felt that her thinking seemed to have changed.
"Perhaps I should dress more like a girl? Then Su Yuan might not be so indifferent and distant toward me?"
Fu Yu thought for a moment, then shook her head.
"Young Sect Master, I can't make that decision for you. Only you can choose what kind of person you want to become."
"But if you grew your hair long, you would certainly be much prettier than me."
"Mm... I understand." After pondering for a while, Ning Tian nodded.
The banquet continued, growing livelier as time passed.
At first, everyone had only had a glass or two, or had not drunk at all, and they seemed somewhat restrained around their peers. But after a couple of glasses of horse piss went down their throats, the youthful nature hidden in their bones was set free.
Before drinking, I belonged to the Douluo Continent. After drinking, the Douluo Continent belonged to me.
Fueled by alcohol, the prodigies of several sects promptly forgot heaven and earth. Red-faced and heated, they were ready to roll up their sleeves and start fighting.
Unfortunately, the royal retreat was a place for holidays, not fights, and it had no Soul Fighting Arena dedicated to combat.
It even stood atop a cliff several hundred meters high. Going too wild might send someone crashing down.
As a result, their clashes remained verbal. At most, under the supervision of a few people with higher cultivation, they competed by pitting their auras against each other.
An aura contest primarily tested whether a Soul Master's Soul Power was strong and substantial. Anyone whose Soul Power was flimsy would have their imposing exterior and hollow interior laid bare in the clash of auras.
Changing the competition from Soul Fighting to an aura contest was roughly equivalent to switching from no-holds-barred fighting to arm wrestling.
There was basically no danger left.
Everyone thus had a wonderful time. After a few drinks, nobody thought they were weaker than anyone else, and anyone with a little confidence jumped into the ring to show off their might.
Su Yuan also watched with great enthusiasm.
Many named characters from the original story chose to display their strength in this exhibition contest, giving Su Yuan an early sense of their cultivation.
The most outstanding among them was undoubtedly Long Aotian of the Body Sect.
Although he had only recently broken through to Soul King, Long Aotian's performance at this rank was nothing short of heaven-defying. With his cultivation at level fifty-two, he actually traded blows evenly in an aura contest with Dai Yueheng, who was currently level fifty-eight!
Although Dai Yueheng won in the end, his expression was far from pleasant when he stepped down.
Relations between Shrek and the Body Sect were poor to begin with. If he could not even crush someone from the Body Sect whose level was lower than his own, it made Shrek look inferior to the Body Sect.
Even though an aura contest did not reflect actual combat strength, and Dai Yueheng was fully confident that he could defeat Long Aotian in a real fight, he was still unhappy.
Su Yuan simply did not know what Dai Yueheng was thinking. Otherwise, he would have said, "You managed to edge out Long Aotian in an aura contest. Count your blessings, kid."
A real fight?
With a walking cheat like Long Aotian, he probably would not even need to activate his body's Second Awakening to string up this eldest White Tiger son and beat him senseless.
White Tiger Soul Masters had powerful bodies and domineering Martial Souls?
What a joke. However domineering you were, could you rival Long Aotian's beyond-limit Soul Ring configuration of one yellow, two purple, and two black?
Having a Soul Ring configuration like that already proved that Long Aotian surpassed Dai Yueheng, who only had the standard configuration, in both mind and body.
It was just a shame they would not fight. He would not get to see Long Aotian whipping him around like a spinning top.
Some people also tried to drag Su Yuan up for a contest, but having thoroughly inherited the art of lying low and knowing perfectly well that he had yet to develop his strength, Su Yuan firmly refused them all.
Wait another ten years if you've got the guts.
Ten years from now, every last one of you here will be trash!
At the end of the banquet, everyone gathered together again, ready to exchange their final farewells before going their separate ways.
Su Yuan also returned to Wang Xian'er's side, letting the powerful figures meet him and become familiar with his face. Then he rode back with Wang Xian'er in a carriage to her residence in Star Luo City.
His day off was about to end, and the second phase of training was about to begin!
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