Inside the Nine Demons Hotel in Nuoding City.
"This stuff was actually this hard to heat."
Yun Tian sat on the bed, looking at the small piece of whale rubber in his hand, which gave off an enticing aroma.
He had heated it from morning until night, spending an entire day just getting the whale rubber ready to consume.
Yun Tian stripped off his clothes, passed Sang Biao, who lay sound asleep on the floor, and headed straight into the bathroom.
He had already filled the bathtub with cold water, even adding several large chunks of ice.
Yun Tian exhaled deeply, tipped his head back, and swallowed the small piece of whale rubber in his hand.
It felt cool and silky in his mouth, and a sweet, refreshing flavor burst across his tongue.
Mmm, it tasted pretty good.
The moment he swallowed it, Yun Tian felt a ball of fire suddenly flare up in his lower abdomen.
Almost in the blink of an eye, that fire spread throughout his body, turning Yun Tian's skin as red as a boiled shrimp.
Heat kept rising from his pores, and foul-smelling black sludge was forced out through them, little by little.
At the same time, the most primal desire surged within him, and a single pillar rose toward the heavens.
Splash!
Yun Tian jumped into the bathtub without hesitation, and the bone-piercing chill instantly brought him immense relief.
The unbearable burning in his lower abdomen and the discomfort that primal desire brought throughout his body were swept away.
Only after about five hours did Yun Tian get out of the bathtub.
By then, the once-clear bathwater had long since turned into a pool of black water.
Walking over to the mirror, Yun Tian looked at his reflection, thoroughly satisfied.
"Not bad, not bad. Only six years old, and I already have six-pack abs. And these muscle contours, this height and length that far surpass anyone my age..."
Ahem...
At that moment, Sang Biao also sensed the change in his master. He opened his eyes from his deep sleep and walked over to Yun Tian, wagging his tail.
His four legs were noticeably sturdier, his body had grown a little larger, and his fur was shinier.
Yun Tian crouched down and stroked Sang Biao. Sang Biao was his martial soul; as he grew stronger, Sang Biao would grow stronger too.
As for a certain useless pig, that was purely because his master failed to measure up.
After getting dressed, Yun Tian sat on the sofa. Two books lay on the table before him.
The Martial Soul Encyclopedia and the Soul Beast Compendium.
Yun Tian had borrowed them from the Spirit Hall library. For commoner soul masters like him, the Spirit Hall library offered free book loans.
If he failed to return them, however, his deposit would not be refunded.
He opened the Martial Soul Encyclopedia and searched for quite a while before finding a soul master with a canine martial soul.
"Absorbed a soul ring from a Netherworld Wolf soul beast. Wolves and dogs are one family, so absorbing a wolf-type soul beast's soul ring really is a good choice."
After leafing through them for a while longer, Yun Tian put both books away.
"According to the books, when soul masters absorb soul rings, they prioritize soul beasts with attributes that match their martial souls."
"But what attribute does Sang Biao have?"
Yun Tian looked at Sang Biao, who lay on the sofa with a chew stick in his mouth, and found himself stumped.
The type of soul beast was easy to settle on, but choosing one with a matching attribute was genuinely difficult.
Sang Biao was just an Erha. What attribute did an Erha have?
"Wait, an Erha's full name is Siberian Husky. They're naturally suited to snowy environments. After coming to the Douluo Continent, could his attribute be ice?"
Yun Tian looked at Sang Biao. How he wished Sang Biao could speak right now. Even if he could not speak, nodding at his guess would do.
That way, he would at least have a target and know what attribute of soul ring to add.
"Forget it. I'll give it a try. In the later stages, as long as the first soul skill isn't one that boosts my own attributes, it won't matter much anyway."
After turning it over in his mind, Yun Tian still felt that his earlier guess made some sense.
Surely he could not give Sang Biao a poison-attribute soul ring?
"In the original story, that bastard Tang San could kill a hundred-year Mandala Snake with hidden weapons made from ordinary iron."
"Then this spear I've been nourishing with soul power should be able to kill a hundred-year soul beast too, right?"
A spear roughly 1.8 meters long appeared in Yun Tian's hand.
Yun Tian looked at the spear in his hand. Although its shaft was still covered in rust, it was much better than when it had first appeared alongside his martial soul awakening.
At the very least, a faint cold gleam now shone on its tip, and it looked much sharper.
Ever since the spear had appeared alongside his martial soul awakening, Yun Tian had imitated the methods in the cultivation novels of his previous life.
He had kept nourishing the spear with his own soul power, and now it seemed that his decision had worked.
"I'll buy a piece of iron tomorrow and test this spear's power."
Yun Tian held the spear upright and tilted his head back to look at it.
Thanks to the whale rubber, he now stood around 1.5 meters tall.
The thirty-centimeter difference in height allowed Yun Tian to wield the spear, though it still looked somewhat awkward.
Early the next morning, after buying a piece of iron at a blacksmith's shop, Yun Tian headed straight for the small grove outside Nuoding City.
"I'll test its power on a tree first."
Yun Tian looked at the thick tree before him and took out his spear.
The next instant, Yun Tian bent his body, pointing the spearhead straight at the tree before him.
Then Yun Tian drove the strength of his hands with his waist and thrust the spearhead savagely at the tree.
Bang!
Yun Tian stared blankly at the sight before him, then looked at the spear in his hands.
The thrust had pierced straight through the thick tree before him. Throughout the penetration, Yun Tian had felt no noticeable resistance; it had gone through incredibly smoothly.
Pulling out the spear, Yun Tian could barely wait any longer.
"Come on, let me see where this spear's limits lie."
Yun Tian set the piece of iron he had bought on an open patch of ground and turned the spearhead downward.
From above, he stabbed savagely at the iron on the ground.
Clang!
A recoil traveled from the spearhead all the way into Yun Tian's hands.
Yun Tian did not let go. He gripped the shaft tightly and put even more strength into his hands.
Beneath the sunset's lingering glow, Yun Tian looked at his handiwork with satisfaction.
On the ground, six large holes had appeared in the previously intact piece of iron.
Those six large holes were the fruits of his entire afternoon's work.
Yun Tian wiped the spear in his hands, a satisfied smile curling his lips.
"You're already this strong after less than a month of nourishing. If I nourish you with soul power for ten years, or several decades, who knows how powerful you'll become?"
"Woof, woof, woof!"
Just then, several barks came from Sang Biao. Wagging his tail happily, he ran over to Yun Tian.
Sang Biao also carried a small piece of iron in his mouth.
After spitting the iron onto the ground, Sang Biao sat before Yun Tian with a look that begged for praise.
Looking at the deep claw marks and bite marks on the iron, Yun Tian gently stroked Sang Biao's fur.
Then he took a piece of beef jerky from inside his clothes and held it to Sang Biao's mouth.
Yun Tian had bought that piece of iron specifically for Sang Biao.
His purpose was to see how powerful Sang Biao's bite was now, and how sharp his claws were.
"Not bad. With Sang Biao's current bite force and the sharpness of his claws, plus the spear in my hands, killing a hundred-year soul beast shouldn't be too difficult."
When the time came, Sang Biao would keep it occupied from the front, while he would put his role as a sneaky ambusher to use.
He would deliver a vicious strike to the soul beast from behind!
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