(I'm a little torn on just this point: should Gangzi be with Tang Hao, or Flender, or should it be Gangzi and Tang San?)
Douluo Continent, Fasinuo Province, Suotuo City.
"Hey,
come on over,
take a look,
have a gander!
Don't miss out as you pass by!"
At that moment, outside a shop called the Pet Breeding House at the entrance to Suotuo City's busiest commercial street, a tall, straight-backed figure stood by the door, loudly hawking his wares.
The man was very young and stood tall and straight. A simple black-iron mask covered his face so snugly that it concealed all his features, leaving only his jawline and a pair of captivating eyes exposed.
He had certainly drawn people over, but all they did was chatter among themselves!
He was the only person in that enormous shop. There were no assistants, no staff, and nothing inside it at all.
What was he selling?
Air?
"Young boss, opening such a big shop-careful you don't lose every last coin!"
"We've come to look, but what are we looking at?
Where's the merchandise?"
"Are you selling anything?
Bring it out and let us see!"
"Please look at the big screen... pfft, I mean, please look at the notice board!"
Lin Yan set the notice board by the door, and once everyone had read it, the entire crowd sucked in a breath of cold air.
He felt the temperature around him rise a few degrees:
"Holy crap, you people definitely have a hand in global warming, sucking in cold air at the drop of a hat. Who do you think you are, Xiao Yan?"
Still, he understood how they felt. What he had written really was rather earth-shattering.
He dared say that no one on the Douluo Continent could read his shop's notice without being shocked.
The notice board read:
This shop specializes in artificial bloodline cultivation and custom-made Soul Master offspring. Guaranteed biological offspring with pure genetics and traceable parentage. Become parents painlessly.
Aptitude, Martial Soul, appearance, disposition, luck-all aspects can be customized, with no upper limit.
As long as you have the money, anything is possible.
Exclusive heaven-defying privilege:
For all offspring cultivated by this shop, 10% of their lifelong cultivation gains, Soul Power breakthroughs, and Soul Ring essence will automatically be fed back to their direct biological parents in real time.
Children cultivate while parents reap the benefits without lifting a finger. Both sides work toward one another and progress together, with no side effects whatsoever.
With sufficient funds, divine children of the age and peerless prodigies can all be cultivated.
Ultra-fast development:
In as little as one day, you can receive a fully developed little tyke at the eligible age of six, ready to awaken their Martial Soul.
Grand opening offer:
All packages are 10% off for seven days only. First come, first served. Honest dealings for young and old alike.
Note:
Entry threshold: basic cultivation packages start at 100,000 Gold Soul Coins. All premium customizations are entirely optional. No forced purchases or sales, and no upper limit on service.
That brief opening notice shattered the worldviews of everyone gathered to watch, then kneaded the pieces over and over.
In particular, that final, heaven-defying bloodline feedback privilege instantly plunged the entire commercial street into three seconds of utter silence. Everyone froze where they stood.
Their amused smiles froze, replaced by utter astonishment, a sense of absurdity, and disbelief.
The earlier claims of "cultivating Martial Souls and speed-growing six-year-old children" were already tales from the Arabian Nights, but this last clause left them utterly speechless.
Since ancient times, cultivation had always depended on one's own efforts. Since when could parents receive benefits from their children's cultivation?
Even a scam needed a little skill, didn't it?
This was far too ridiculous!
"Children cultivate, and their parents get a share of their cultivation? Isn't that the work of gods?"
The next second, overwhelming waves of derisive laughter erupted, fiercer than before.
"He's mad! This guy's absolutely mad! Artificially cultivating little tykes and even customizing their Martial Souls? What an absolute laughingstock!"
"The inheritance of a Soul Master's offspring depends entirely on both parents. Since ancient times, when has artificial customization ever made any sense? And instant completion? Does that mean skipping the whole gestation process? What utter bullshit! What use would the natural order and human relations be then?"
"Starting at 100,000 Gold Soul Coins? How is this running a shop? It's blatant daylight robbery! An ordinary Soul Master couldn't earn 100,000 Gold Soul Coins in their entire life. What idiot would spend a fortune to come here and get fleeced?"
"Exactly! But the most outrageous part is that bloodline feedback. He at least put on a bit of an act earlier, but by the end, he wasn't even pretending.
Ten percent fed back to biological parents in real time? Utter nonsense! Where in this world is there a cultivation method that lets you win without lifting a finger?"
"I've cultivated for decades, and I've never heard of such a bizarre rule.
The children work themselves to death breaking through realms, while their parents get cultivation for free? This isn't even fraud anymore. It's pure delusional madness!"
"If it really worked like that, cultivating a peerless child who then cultivated all the way to Titled Douluo would feed nine levels of Soul Power straight back to the parents.
If I happened to be stuck at level ninety, wouldn't I instantly break through to Limit Douluo? Outrageous, absurd, utterly laughable!"
"So young, and instead of learning anything decent, you're learning to scam people!"
Countless people hurled personal attacks at Lin Yan and his shop. Not a single person was willing to believe what he said-unless they were mad.
With the atmosphere stoked like this, the crowd only grew rather than shrank. Most newcomers, however, were there to enjoy the spectacle at Lin Yan's expense and see who would tear his shop down-after all, this was Suotuo City, the city closest to the Star Dou Great Forest. Soul Masters gathered here, and plenty had explosive tempers.
Watching this, Lin Yan could only smile bitterly to himself:
Guys, does anyone understand? Who did I ever offend?
He had not originally belonged to this world. He had been an ordinary homebody from Blue Star.
Because he was simply too handsome, he often stayed indoors. Whenever he went out, countless women would crowd around to stare at him. Once, he had even been... sigh, the past was too painful to revisit.
To protect that handsome face of his, he could only hide at home and stay inside. That counted as doing his fellow men a favor, too.
Unfortunately, because he was too handsome, he had inexplicably transmigrated to this Douluo Continent, landing in Holy Soul Village, the same village as Tang San.
He was no genius. Even Blind Douluo Su Yuntao, Brother Tao, had failed to awaken any heaven-defying aptitude in him.
All he had awakened was a little green snake, with level-one innate Soul Power.
He could cultivate, but his Martial Soul and innate aptitude were both outrageously poor. He was bound to end up beneath others in the future.
But he had a cheat. Yes, this very Pet Breeding House.
From the moment he transmigrated to the Douluo Continent, it had descended into Suotuo City alongside his birth.
Lin Yan had spent all his savings to visit it just once, then slunk back home, because although the shop was bound to him, it could only open when he turned twelve. The system said he was too young to handle it.
When it came to children in fantasy worlds being pumped full of hormones, even the bottom of the barrel was no exception.
After learning that he could not activate his cheat early, he could only slink back to Holy Soul Village, take up his status as a work-study student, and head to Nuoding Academy.
He had initially been naive enough to want to become Grandmaster's disciple. Back when he read Douluo fanfiction, he had even spoken up for that bastard Grandmaster, thinking people attacked him too viciously-although his character was rotten, he did not deserve quite that much abuse.
The result was that he got flamed.
Looking back now, speaking up for that dumbass Yu Xiaogang had been nothing but asking for it. He had deserved every insult! Grandmaster, that dumbass, that stinking dumbass, deserved no sympathy from anyone!
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