I Pick Up Fragments on Douluo Continent

More importantly, even with the Sleeve Arrow, Tang San had no confidence that he could defeat Lu Feng. The slash Lu Feng had unleashed on that little hillside was still deeply etched into Tang San's mind.

Seeing Tang San fall silent, Lu Feng roughly guessed what he was thinking.

In the original story, Tang San was somewhat of an extremist. Making him admit defeat or admit he was wrong would probably be harder than killing him.

"We've been fighting for so long that I'm getting a little tired too. How about we call this match a draw?" Lu Feng said with a faint smile.

"Mm." Tang San nodded indifferently, though inwardly, he let out a huge sigh of relief.

"Hahaha, in that case, our Seventh Dormitory has two bosses!" Wang Sheng stepped forward and said heartily.

As soon as he finished speaking, the other lackeys began chiming in as well:

"Yeah, our two bosses are awesome!"

"Let's see if those noble students dare bully us now!"

"Hmph, if you ask me, the boss's seat at Nuoding Academy should belong to Brother Feng and Brother San!"

Just as everyone was chatting excitedly, a crisp voice came from outside. "Is this Seventh Dormitory?"

Everyone turned toward the doorway at once, their eyes immediately going wide.

The girl at the door blinked her large eyes. Seeing that no one paid her any attention, she looked up at the Seventh Dormitory plaque above the door, a sweet smile appearing on her face.

"Hello, everyone. My name is Xiao Wu. Wu as in dancing."

Lu Feng looked Xiao Wu over and could not help raising an eyebrow. As the saying went, you could see the adult in the child. Though the Xiao Wu before him was only a little brat, it was already clear that she would grow into a beauty.

At that moment, Tang San stood and walked toward Xiao Wu. "Hello, I... I'm Tang San. I-I'm half the boss here."

"Pfft!" Lu Feng burst out laughing.

Well, well, Tang San, with those thick brows and big eyes—he could not even speak clearly when he saw a girl?

What did he mean, half the boss?

Watching Tang San stammer while Xiao Wu stood with her hands on her hips, head tilted and lips pouted, Lu Feng knew that Tang San was done for.

Sure enough, just like in the original story, the two sparred, and Tang San swiftly fell beneath Xiao Wu's little shorts.

The whole scene made Lu Feng shake his head repeatedly.

And he had even said something like, "My Martial Soul is food for your Martial Soul."

Lu Feng really wanted to point at Tang San's nose and say: Pah! Did you want her to eat you? You were lusting after her body, you shameless bastard!

This Is a Martial Soul!

That night, sure enough, Tang San and Xiao Wu pushed their beds together.

Lu Feng could only sigh. As expected of a continent of romance!

The next day, Tang San headed out early. He said he was going to the market to buy some things, since in a couple of days he would be going to Soul Hunting Forest with Master.

"Going soul hunting? I should start making preparations for my first spirit ring too."

Lu Feng circulated his Soul Power and silently assessed his physical condition.

Level six!

When he had fought Tang San yesterday, Lu Feng had already faintly felt on the verge of a breakthrough.

Sure enough, this morning, once he began circulating the Mysterious Heaven Skill, he broke through smoothly before even entering a meditative state.

Lu Feng estimated that he could reach level ten within a year.

As for hunting soul beasts, Lu Feng did not want to rely on anyone's help. Whether it was Spirit Hall or Nuoding Academy, he did not want to owe anyone a favor.

On Douluo Continent, favors and promises were taken very seriously.

First, Dugu Bo owed Prince Xue Xing a favor and got tied to the sinking ship that was the Heaven Dou Empire. Then he lost three promises to Tang San, and in the end, even lost his underwear.

Having lived two lives, Lu Feng was naturally not so rigid.

Still, he did not want to be branded a heretic over trivial matters.

In the original story, Tang San used the Sleeve Arrow to kill a Mandala Snake that was more than four hundred years old. As a hunter with a year and a half of training, Lu Feng believed he had the same ability.

Besides, he still had a year—more than enough time to make plenty of preparations.

Inside the library, Lu Feng sat on a small chair surrounded by books.

Picked up white item Beginner Soul Beast Compendium fragment x1 (1/10)

Picked up white cultivation method Beginner Meditation Method fragment x1 (3/10)

Picked up white item Overbearing Female Pope Falls in Love with Me fragment x1 (1/10)

"Ah, another hard-working day!"

Lu Feng closed Overbearing Female Pope and lazily stretched.

Similar to combat, Lu Feng discovered that whenever he seriously read or meditated, his efficiency in collecting cultivation method fragments was very high.

He would keep farming Beginner Meditation Method fragments, upgrade it to Yellow Quality, then dismantle it into yellow Cultivation Light Points.

He would repeat the process, constantly upgrading until he obtained black cultivation method fragments.

Low-level Cultivation Light Points could not upgrade high-level cultivation methods.

The Black Quality Mysterious Heaven Skill required at least Black Quality Cultivation Light Points to upgrade.

Nuoding Academy's collection was not particularly extensive. If Lu Feng wanted to upgrade the Mysterious Heaven Skill, he could only use this clumsy method.

Looking out the window, he saw that the distant sun was already nearing the horizon.

Although Lu Feng was confident he could deal with a hundred-year soul beast, he still had no idea what he should choose for his first spirit ring.

Studying and learning from others' experience were the only things Lu Feng could do for now.

"In the original story, the path Yu Xiaogang planned out for Tang San doesn't seem to have been wrong." Lu Feng leaned back in his chair, watching birds in the distance as he fell into thought.

"The Mandala Snake turned what had originally been fragile grass into something as tough as vines, giving Blue Silver Grass its basic combat ability."

"Ghost Vine gave it seed parasitism and expanded Blue Silver Grass's attack range."

"The Man Faced Demon Spider and Cave Demon Spider—spider-type soul beasts—not only further strengthened Blue Silver Grass, but also gave it poison attributes. Its methods of attack were no longer limited to simple binding."

"However, there's a bug here." Lu Feng leaned back in his chair, stretching his feet onto the desk.

The library was empty except for him anyway. He could sit however he wanted.

"If Tang San were only an ordinary Blue Silver Grass Soul Master, with potential limited to that of a Soul King, then this development path would be perfect. It would be a classic example of a commoner Soul Master rising against the odds."

"However, Tang San's awakened Blue Silver Emperor bloodline instantly made his first four spirit rings useless."

"Toughness?"

"Parasitism?"

"Poison?"

Why would the noble Blue Silver Emperor bloodline need such pathetic attributes?

Even the Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast Sky Azure Bull Python only provided the Blue Silver Emperor with a strangulation skill. It could not make its attributes evolve any further.

Yu Xiaogang's plan was like having Tang San struggle from being a commoner into becoming moderately wealthy—admirable indeed.

But Tang San awakening his Blue Silver Emperor bloodline was like going home to inherit a million-dollar fortune, instantly turning all his early struggles into a joke.

Tang San's experience fully demonstrated the importance of bloodlines.

It slapped Yu Xiaogang's theories right in the face and showed him what it meant when people said: there are only useless Martial Souls, not useless Soul Masters!

"On the contrary, the spirit ring combinations of those clan disciples are worth studying carefully."

Thinking this, Lu Feng shifted his body, took out a copy of Ten Core Competencies of Martial Soul, placed it beneath his butt, and changed into an even more comfortable position.

"The White Tiger Martial Soul of the Star Luo Dai Family has its first three spirit rings fixed as defense, attack, and enhancement."

"Because of its Martial Soul characteristics, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Martial Soul must absorb dragon-attributed soul beasts to awaken Dragonization."

"The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect..."

"There should be some kind of pattern here, or perhaps some sort of formula."

Lu Feng looked up at the ceiling. At that moment, he desperately wished an apple would fall onto his head.

"Martial Souls really are fascinating things!"

Just then, a middle-aged man's voice sounded behind Lu Feng. "Oh? Little friend, we meet again. Do you like reading too?"

Lu Feng turned around and saw that Yu Xiaogang had somehow come to stand beside him.

At the same time, several clusters of white light dropped out:

Picked up white item Ten Core Competencies of Martial Soul fragment x1 (1/10)

Picked up white item Ten Core Competencies of Martial Soul fragment x1 (2/10)

White item: Ten Core Competencies of Martial Soul (10/10) (Can be synthesized)

What the hell? Is this thing really that worthless? I can't even dismantle them as fast as they drop! Lu Feng silently complained.

"Oh, it's Master! I was just studying your theories!"

As he spoke, Lu Feng hurriedly rummaged through the books on the desk. Yet after fumbling around for quite some time, he still could not find any theory published by Master.

"Oh, here it is!"

Lu Feng suddenly remembered something and pulled Ten Core Competencies of Martial Soul out from beneath his butt.

"..." Yu Xiaogang's face immediately darkened.

He had only happened to run into Lu Feng. Then he remembered that Lu Feng's Martial Soul was quite rare—a Body Martial Soul.

This child's Innate Soul Power is a little low, but he loves learning and is willing to improve. He can barely qualify as my nominal disciple. I can also take the chance to properly study Body Martial Souls.

"Ahem."

Yu Xiaogang lightly cleared his throat and did not hold it against Lu Feng. "You've read this book. Is there anything you find confusing?"

"..." Lu Feng's little face immediately darkened.

I'm supposed to write a book report after reading this piece of trash?

Lu Feng quickly came up with a response. Putting on a curious expression, he said:

"Master, the book says that the limit for a Soul Master's first spirit ring is around four hundred years. Can every Soul Master absorb a spirit ring of that age?"

Hearing this, Yu Xiaogang chuckled. "According to records, the limit for the first spirit ring is four hundred and twenty years. It was achieved by a gifted youth from the Elephant Armored Sect."

Then Yu Xiaogang added, "Soul Masters have different physical constitutions. For ordinary Soul Masters, it is best to choose a first spirit ring between two hundred and three hundred and fifty years."

"Wow, Master, you're amazing!" Lu Feng feigned astonishment.

Lu Feng had read what Yu Xiaogang said in a copy of Martial Souls and Spirit Rings. He had to admit that Yu Xiaogang had indeed read many books, and his grasp of some basic theories was sufficiently solid.

Seeing Lu Feng's "shocked" expression, Yu Xiaogang smiled knowingly. He liked the admiring looks of others.

Yu Xiaogang straightened up and continued, "However, I have expanded upon this theory. According to my research, the limit for a Soul Master's first spirit ring should be four hundred and twenty-three years."

After saying that, Yu Xiaogang lifted his chin, clasped his hands behind his back, and quietly gazed out the window.

"Master, how did you determine that it can be increased by three years?"

Yu Xiaogang smiled slightly. He had been waiting for Lu Feng to ask that!

"According to my research, the stronger a Soul Master's body, the easier it is to absorb spirit rings. If that youth from the Elephant Armored Sect underwent my training, his physical fitness would definitely rise to a new level, and he would surely break through the limit when absorbing a spirit ring!"

"..." For a moment, Lu Feng did not know what to say.

Your training?

Running?

When it came to basic theories, Yu Xiaogang was fairly normal. But why did he always have such inexplicable confidence?

"Master, I do have an immature idea," Lu Feng said.

Luo Sanpao

Yu Xiaogang smiled. "Oh? Let's hear it."