Picking Up Fragments on the Douluo Continent

Hiss, hiss, hiss!

The Greenwood Python came to a halt, flicking its tongue as it sized up the "soul beast" that had suddenly appeared before it.

With its intelligence, it could not understand why this soul beast was so close to a human.

"Five Cannon, go get rid of it!"

Lu Feng pointed at the Greenwood Python and gave Cannon Five an order.

"Luo?"

A flicker of confusion crossed Cannon Five's eyes, and even its little brows furrowed.

It turned to look at the Greenwood Python, sizing it up and down as if comparing its size to its own.

Hiss!

The Greenwood Python let out a hiss, startling Cannon Five into a shudder. But when it turned around, it discovered that Lu Feng had already run dozens of meters away.

"Luo!"

Cannon Five's fur instantly stood on end. Pumping its short little legs, it sprinted after Lu Feng.

Hiss!

The light-yellow eyes of the Greenwood Python gleamed. It finally understood that it had been tricked.

Its abdominal muscles wriggled rapidly. With a flick of its body, it instantly caught up to Cannon Five and bit down on it.

"Luo, luo!" Cannon Five screamed miserably and toppled straight to the ground.

Poof! Its body transformed into a cluster of pale yellow light and merged back into Lu Feng's body.

At the same time, Lu Feng's face went pale as he ran, and he stumbled to the ground. His left cheek struck a piece of gravel and was instantly cut open.

Beast Martial Soul masters had a disadvantage compared to Tool Martial Soul masters: once their Beast Martial Souls were injured, the damage would be reflected onto the soul master.

Cannon Five was extremely special. It could leave the body and materialize, existing as an independent living entity. Even so, when it was injured, the damage would still be reflected onto Lu Feng.

Hiss!

The Greenwood Python was incredibly fast. It caught up in just a few breaths.

With a hiss, it lunged straight at Lu Feng. Its jaws opened wide enough to swallow a basin, its teeth still dripping with sticky white saliva.

At the critical moment, Lu Feng's heart instead became exceptionally calm.

His eyes had completely turned purple as he silently calculated the distance between himself and the Greenwood Python.

"Ten meters. Eight meters. Three meters. One meter."

The giant python drew closer and closer. Lu Feng could even smell the fishy stench from its mouth.

"Now. Teleportation!"

Lu Feng's expression remained utterly composed as he activated his skill and teleported into the air.

The giant python slammed directly into the spot where Lu Feng had been. With a thunderous bang, the ground beneath it suddenly collapsed, forming a massive pitfall.

Rows of arrowheads were embedded upside down in the trap, razor-sharp and reflecting a terrifying green glint beneath the sunlight.

A layer of small black pellets covered the bottom of the pit, giving off a strong smell of saltpeter.

When people mentioned the Tang Sect of martial arts worlds, the first thing they thought of was not hidden weapons, but poison!

After synthesizing the Mysterious Heaven Treasure Record, Lu Feng spent most of his time preparing poisons aside from studying the mental cultivation manual's general principles.

The martial path could not be mastered overnight. Even if Lu Feng cultivated the Mysterious Heaven Skill twenty-four hours a day, he could not suddenly become a grandmaster.

As for crafting hidden weapons, that depended more on all kinds of rare materials.

Only poison could show results in a short time.

The Greenwood Python hissed in agony, its body constantly rolling within the pit. Its skin was pierced bloody by the arrowheads, and the wounds rapidly festered. In some places, stark white bone was even visible.

Bang.

Lu Feng tossed two flints into the pit and quickly fled into the distance.

As he ran, Lu Feng pulled a short-sleeved shirt from his pack.

Whoosh!

He took a deep breath and blew hard into the valve at the cuff. The shirt instantly inflated, looking like a life vest.

The moment Lu Feng put on the life vest, an earth-shaking explosion sounded behind him.

Boom!

A powerful blast of air erupted. Lu Feng felt as if he had collided head-on with a massive truck, and his body was blown straight into the air.

Several miles away, beside a cliff.

A soul-hunting team was encircling a black cat soul beast.

"Shh! Keep it down, everyone. A hundred-year Nether Cat is extremely clever," the burly leader said in a low voice.

"Yes, Boss!"

Just as the group was about to complete their encirclement, the Nether Cat suddenly rose, glanced westward, then darted into the forest with several leaps.

"Damn it, who the hell—"

Boom! Before the burly man could finish speaking, a sonic boom came from the distance.

It was followed by a fierce gust. A short soul master was blown straight to the ground, landing flat on his face.

"Damn! Boss, look!"

A bearded soul master pointed excitedly at the red light rising in the distance and shouted at the burly man.

Following the direction of the bearded man's finger, the burly man saw a red mushroom cloud slowly rising.

"Holy shit!"

Elsewhere, a Spirit Hall enforcement squad was patrolling the forest.

"Captain, look!" one of the members shouted, pointing at the mushroom cloud in the distance.

The lead soldier halted and frowned slightly at the distant red cloud. "Judging by that commotion, it was at least a Soul King-level expert!"

Gasp!

The members all sucked in sharp breaths.

A Soul King-level expert!

"Captain, should we go take a look? If it starts a forest fire, they'll dock our pay," said a short, yellow-haired soul master.

The captain turned and gave the yellow-haired man a sidelong look. "If you want to go, go ahead. Just don't drag me along to die."

The yellow-haired man scratched his head awkwardly and said no more.

"Ptooey, ptooey, ptooey!"

Lu Feng jumped down from a large tree and spat out the dirt in his mouth.

He looked toward the trap and saw a massive crater before him. Within several dozen meters around it, not a single intact tree remained.

"Damn, wasn't this black powder a little too powerful?" Lu Feng's eyes widened as he stared at the huge pit.

Luckily, he had run fast enough. If he had been any slower, he might have flown off into the afterlife together with the Greenwood Python.

Sure enough, art was explosion!

Lu Feng walked to the edge of the crater. Its bottom was charred black, and both the soil and rocks had been completely warped by the flames.

The Greenwood Python had vanished completely, not even leaving behind a scrap of bone. Only a bright yellow soul ring floated at the bottom of the crater.

"Should I absorb it?"

A complicated look flashed through Lu Feng's eyes as he stared at the gleaming soul ring before him.

Hunting bow.

Triple Bolt Crossbow.

Poison.

Explosives.

He had used nearly every method at his disposal.

After using Teleportation repeatedly, he had very little Soul Power left.

If he could not absorb it because the soul ring was too old, had he run all this way just to hear a bang?

Lu Feng rummaged through his pack and pulled out a small bottle the size of a fist. "Good thing I came prepared!"

Absorbing the First Soul Ring

Upon opening the cap, an enticing fragrance drifted out.

Lu Feng stuck a finger into the bottle and stirred it around, scooping out a little golden liquid-solid substance. Under the sunlight, it looked crystal clear.

Whale Rubber!

A special substance produced in the brains of whale-type soul beasts. It was extremely yang in nature and had certain aphrodisiac effects.

Lu Feng's piece of Whale Rubber was around a hundred years old. Xiao Chenyu had stolen it from his city lord father's room.

Xiao Chenyu had originally planned to consume it himself, but when he took his girlfriend into the woods, he happened to run into Lu Feng cultivating.

So Lu Feng had unceremoniously confiscated Xiao Chenyu's tool for committing the deed.

In the second part of Douluo, Whale Rubber could strengthen a soul master's physique after being refined with blazing fire, allowing them to absorb soul rings of a higher age.

In the original work, Wang Dong had consumed thousand-year Whale Rubber since childhood and absorbed a thousand-year soul ring at level twenty. As a result, her strength far surpassed that of her peers.

To refine this piece of Whale Rubber, Lu Feng had burned through seven or eight furnaces and nearly set the entire blacksmith shop on fire. He had even paid a hefty sum in compensation.

Originally, he had planned to consume it when absorbing his third soul ring. After all, this stuff was highly sought after by nobles and did not come cheap.

"Slurp~"

Lu Feng licked his finger and found it somewhat salty. Before long, he had eaten all the Whale Rubber in the bottle.

Lu Feng took several medicine bottles from his pack and evenly scattered their powder around the edge of the crater.

After mixing several powders together, Lu Feng took out a flask of water and sprinkled it over them. An acrid smell immediately spread through the air.

Then he took out a flag and planted it beside the crater. An angel emblem was printed on the flag, the symbol of the Spirit Hall enforcement corps.

The medicinal powders were meant to drive away soul beasts, while the flag declared his identity.

In all of Nuoding City, aside from Tang Hao, there was probably no second person who dared offend Spirit Hall.

Before long, Lu Feng felt as though a ball of fire was burning in his lower abdomen. If his body had not only been seven years old, he would already have been unable to stop himself from taking action.

After giving it some thought, Lu Feng took out an arrowhead and made small cuts at his Yangming, Zanzhu, and Chengshan acupoints. Then he guided the soul ring above his head.

"Painful, so painful!"

In an instant, Lu Feng felt as though his entire body had been plunged into lava. Immense energy slammed through his meridians, and every wave of impact made his insides feel as though they were burning.

Blood continuously seeped from between his brows and the backs of his calves. At first it was bright red, but it gradually turned dark red.

This was because the energy in his blood was too powerful.

Had Lu Feng not prepared bloodletting therapy in advance, blood would likely have flowed from all seven of his orifices.

Absorbing a soul ring beyond one's level was not so easy. In all of Spirit Hall's records, the highest age for a first soul ring was only 420 years.

The fact that Lu Feng had not immediately exploded to death was already a miracle, even if this soul ring only exceeded the limit by a few dozen years.

Attribute points that strengthened his entire body.

Whale Rubber.

Bloodletting therapy.

Only these thorough preparations gave Lu Feng the conditions to truly create a miracle.

As time passed, Lu Feng's labored breathing gradually steadied. Like a small boat amid a storm, he rose and fell with the waves while steadily moving forward.

Crack. Lu Feng seemed to hear a crisp sound of something breaking. Immediately afterward, a warm current spread through his body. His body was like a dried-up riverbed finally receiving flowing water.