In the blink of an eye, seven days passed.
Dai Tianfeng had just gotten up early that morning when he saw something in his courtyard.
A tiger, white as jade from head to tail, lay dying on the ground, a faint, holy presence flowing through its fur.
"This... is my First Soul Ring?" Dai Tianfeng studied the tiger curiously. At a glance, it was clearly extraordinary.
He hadn't expected them to find such a top-grade Soul Ring in just a few days.
Perhaps this was the benefit of having a powerful faction at his back!
He didn't even have to hunt the Soul Beast himself; it had been delivered right to his door!
No wonder everyone hated Celestial Dragons, yet wanted to become one!
"Tianfeng, this is a Holy Light Tiger. It's exceptional even among light-type Soul Beasts, and its age is exactly one thousand years."
As Dai Xiu spoke, he took a dagger from his Soul Tool and handed it to Dai Tianfeng. "Go on."
Dai Tianfeng gripped the dagger tightly and walked toward the Holy Light Tiger, one step at a time.
Whether in his previous life or this one, this was his first time killing a living creature with his own hands.
But whether it was because of the Wu Siduo template or not, he felt no discomfort whatsoever. There was only calm in his heart.
Dai Tianfeng approached, raised his hand, and stabbed down fiercely.
The dagger pierced the Holy Light Tiger's throat.
The Holy Light Tiger twitched twice. The light gradually faded from its golden pupils, leaving them utterly dim.
A moment later, purple specks of light began to appear above the Holy Light Tiger's corpse.
Countless tiny specks drifted out of the corpse and slowly gathered into shape.
In an instant, a pale purple Soul Ring hovered in midair, slowly rotating.
"Tianfeng, sit cross-legged," Dai Xiu said. "Calm your mind and guide the Soul Ring into your body."
Dai Tianfeng sat cross-legged.
He closed his eyes and focused.
As though drawn by some invisible force, the Soul Ring slowly descended from the air and entered his body.
Dai Xiu and Dai Mian watched him intently.
This was Dai Tianfeng's first time absorbing a Soul Ring beyond his level, so he could not help feeling a little nervous.
If anything went wrong, he would intervene and interrupt the process without hesitation.
Even if that caused a backlash that injured Dai Tianfeng, it was still better than having his body explode and killing him.
The instant it entered his body, Dai Tianfeng's brows suddenly knitted, and his body trembled violently.
At the sight, both Dai Xiu and Dai Mian's expressions changed at once.
Just as they were about to forcibly intervene, Dai Tianfeng's brows slowly relaxed again, and the trembling of his body gradually subsided.
Time ticked by, minute by minute, second by second.
Only after a full incense stick's time did Dai Tianfeng finish absorbing it.
A purple Soul Ring appeared beneath his feet.
His Soul Power had also risen to level 14!
After sensing his first Soul Skill, Dai Tianfeng's expression immediately turned very strange.
Light Element Control!
Wasn't this Silver Dragon King Gu Yuena's damn Soul Skill?
How could he put it?
Not only was there nothing wrong with the Soul Skill, it was actually extremely powerful.
It could increase his affinity for the light element, reduce the cost of controlling it, extend its duration, and make the surrounding light element easier to manipulate.
To a native of Douluo Continent, perhaps it was nothing special, and might not even be considered powerful.
But as Dai Tianfeng saw it, there was plenty of room to work with.
It was an outright godly skill.
He could use it to create the insanely cool skills from the films and shows of his previous life, such as Ultraman's beam attacks and the various attack methods Marine Admiral Kizaru had developed using the Glint-Glint Fruit.
"A thousand-year First Soul Ring! Who else? Who else?!!!"
Dai Xiu burst into laughter.
The qilin son of their White Tiger lineage not only possessed unparalleled talent, but also had a thousand-year First Soul Ring. He had won at the starting line!
In this era, who could compete with Dai Tianfeng?
So what if it was Spirit Hall!
Once Dai Tianfeng grew up, they would all be nothing but clay chickens and pottery dogs!
As for the Heaven Dou Imperial Family, Dai Xiu didn't take them seriously at all.
The only ones he feared were the Upper Three Sects.
However, the strongest among them, the Clear Sky Sect, had been forced by Spirit Hall to seal off its mountain.
The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan was arrogant and conceited and had always remained neutral. It had only one Titled Douluo holding the fort, so there was nothing to fear from it.
Of the Upper Three Sects, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan was the one Dai Xiu looked down on most.
The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon dared call itself the number one Beast Martial Soul under heaven!
If the White Tiger lineage hadn't been hiding its strength, would it have let them act so arrogantly?
They made it sound as though nobody else had a Titled Douluo.
The White Tiger lineage had three Titled Douluo holding the fort.
Although, strictly speaking, one of those Titled Douluo belonged to the Zhu Family of the Hell Spirit Cat.
But how did the saying go?
Marry a chicken, follow the chicken; marry a dog, follow the dog.
Since she had married into the Dai Family, she was naturally one of them.
On top of that, they had more than a dozen Soul Douluo, including several pairs of clanspeople who could use the Martial Soul Fusion Skill, Hell White Tiger, to temporarily raise their combat power to the level of a Titled Douluo!
This was the foundation of the White Tiger lineage.
They had simply kept it hidden all this time to lull Spirit Hall into complacency.
Even Dai Mian, the emperor of the Star Luo Empire, did not have a single Soul Douluo guarding him.
One could imagine how far they had gone!
Of course, that also had to do with Dai Mian being a Soul Douluo himself.
The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, on the other hand, was troublesome!
Not only was the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect the richest under heaven, it also had two Douluo protecting the sect.
Neither Sword Douluo Chen Xin nor Bone Douluo Gu Rong was an ordinary Titled Douluo.
One was known as the continent's number one offensive Titled Douluo, while the other was hailed as the number one in defense under heaven.
On top of that was Ning Fengzhi, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's master and the number one support-type Soul Master under heaven.
One could imagine how powerful the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect was!
Moreover, unlike the Clear Sky Sect and the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect openly stood on the side of the Heaven Dou Imperial Family. Ning Fengzhi had even taken Heaven Dou's eldest prince, Xue Qinghe, as his disciple.
The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect is being wasted on the Heaven Dou Imperial Family!
If only we could win them over! Dai Xiu muttered inwardly.
Just then, he glanced at Dai Tianfeng, and his eyes immediately lit up.
"My son has the potential to become a Limit Douluo!"
Dai Mian also laughed, his voice full of pride.
"..."
Dai Tianfeng had been in a good mood too, but hearing his so-called father say that left him feeling terrible.
He had no proof, but he strongly suspected this was a curse.
He couldn't shoulder that karma!
"Tianfeng, what Soul Skill did you get?"
After his brief delight, Dai Xiu hurriedly followed up with the question.
This was a path different from that of their ancestors. If Dai Tianfeng had obtained a trash Soul Skill, then Dai Xiu would be a sinner of the White Tiger lineage for all eternity.
Of course, it wasn't as though there would be no chance to make up for it.
Dai Tianfeng had two Martial Souls and eighteen Soul Rings in total. Even if one slot was wasted, it would still be within an acceptable range.
That was also why Dai Xiu had supported it.
"My Soul Skill is a little unusual. You'll understand when you see it!"
As he spoke, Dai Tianfeng stirred his thoughts.
The next moment, his thousand-year First Soul Ring lit up.
A dazzling ball of light appeared in front of him.