That night, Zhu Zhuqing brought Grandma Ruth into the room and shut the door tightly.
Zhu Zhulin sat outside in the courtyard, taking up a vigilant guard.
As three soul rings-yellow, yellow, and purple-revolved around Zhu Zhuqing, Grandma Ruth finally believed that her granddaughter was a three-ring Soul Elder.
"Good, good, good-"
Grandma Ruth uttered three exclamations of approval in a row, overcome with excitement. Douluo Village still had Holy Soul Village firmly beneath its heel. How could that brat of a Two-Ring Soul Grandmaster possibly marry a three-ring Soul Elder? Old Jack was dreaming.
That evening, Douluo Village held a grand banquet. Plenty of fragrant soul beast meat appeared on the tables, all of it from ten-year soul beasts, fragrant piglets.
Zhu Zhuqing had hunted them in the Soul Hunting Forest. The meat of ten-year fragrant piglets was exceptionally tender and smooth, and could modestly improve the vitality of human cells and slow the body's aging.
Normally, only nobles could enjoy such food. Ordinary commoners really had no chance to eat anything this good.
At the very head of the extra-long table assembled from more than a dozen smaller tables, Village Chief Ruth beamed and shouted, "Dig in!!!"
The dozen or so little children had already been drooling nonstop. The moment the village chief gave the word, they urged their parents to help them fill their plates.
Zhu Zhuqing walked over to a little girl and wiped her mouth. "Hehe, slow down. There's plenty of meat."
An older Auntie excitedly swallowed a piece of fragrant piglet meat. The moment it reached her stomach, she felt a faint energy seeming to circulate through her body. This was the soul power of the Douluo Continent.
"Zhu Zhuqing, it's all thanks to you that commoners like us get to eat something this