Douluo Continent: Starting with a Tom Cat

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Tang San said with a hint of intoxication, "The flesh and blood of a Soul Douluo are so wonderful, allowing my cultivation to rise again over the past few months through hunting Soul Masters and Soul Beasts."

Wonderful!

Despair filled Bai He's eyes as he saw the six spirit rings rising behind Tang San!

The Soul Emperor, he was actually a Soul Emperor. After his death, how could the Min clan possibly resist him?

"A formidable enemy is at hand! Run! Go find Yang Wudi!!!"

The white crane, with power surging from who knows where, was still able to unleash this hysterical roar despite the erosion and devouring of the Eight Spider Spears.

"Who dares to harm my clan chief!" A group of slightly thin figures arrived soon afterward, and more people followed one after another.

By this time, the white crane had been drained of its life force and was already very old. It wanted to warn its people to run, but its weak body could not muster any strength.

His old eyes were cloudy, and he could only warn his people with an almost desperate look.

"Grandpa!" Bai Chenxiang cried out in tears, then looked angrily at Tang San, but was stopped by her clansmen.

The Soul King clansman said solemnly, "Young Miss, this person is no ordinary being; he is the Soul Emperor. Let the three of us handle this!"

As they spoke, the three Soul Kings of the Min clan rushed forward and, relying on their pure speed, quickly delivered their heads.

"Run! Go find Yang Wudi of the Broken Clan!!!" Bai Heqi's voice was now barely audible.

"Trying to run? Ridiculous!" Tang San smiled wickedly, and his Eight Spider Lances pounced on the Min Clan members with uncanny speed.

Blood flowers bloomed in the territory of the Min clan. With Tang San's hidden weapon skills, killing someone of a lower cultivation level would be too easy.

Star City.

Dressed in fine clothes, Davis was waiting for something at the city gate.

Dai Mubai hid in Xingdou and dared not return. Zhu Zhuqing publicly declared that she would give up the royal struggle. At this time, he was still the first in line to inherit the throne of the Xingluo Empire.

Soon, he saw the figure he had been waiting for.

Davis's eyes lit up. If he could recruit someone like that, his position as heir apparent would be practically secure.

As for the threat from the Spirit Hall, what a joke! The Star Luo Empire is already at odds with the Spirit Hall, so why would it care about that?

“Shen An, we’ve met at the Soul Master Competition. I am Davis, the Crown Prince of the Star Luo Empire,” Davis said confidently.

Royal status, especially that of the Star Luo Empire's royal family, is highly coveted.

Shen An glanced over and gave a soft "hmm," which was considered giving some face to the local tyrant of Xingluo.

He has decided to stay in Xingluo City for a while to avoid some of the monsters and demons, and to integrate what he has learned. Naturally, he will not go against the local bullies.

Davis, on the other hand, frowned slightly. As the Crown Prince of Xingluo, his coming out to greet Shen An showed how much he valued him, yet Shen An was so arrogant.

"Shen An, aren't you curious about why I'm here?" Davis pressed.

"Your Highness, I only wish to stay in Xingluo City for a while; I have no other plans." Shen An naturally knew the royal family's intentions; they simply wanted to recruit him.

Davis looked gloomy. He had come out full of confidence to recruit people, but he was rejected before he could even open his mouth.

Just as he was about to make a threat to demonstrate his authority as the Crown Prince of Xingluo, a servant rushed over and whispered something to him.

These so-called secret messages could not escape Shen An's extraordinary perception. He looked over with slight surprise, thinking, "As expected of the Star Luo Royal Family."

He indeed had extraordinary control over the Xingluo territory. The moment he arrived in Xingluo City, the other party knew about what had happened at Meizipo.

Davis's pupils contracted. Was Shen An really in the same year as him in the Soul Master Competition?

How long has it been? He actually managed to kill a Soul Douluo, and Niu Gao at that, who is the most difficult to kill with pure defense.

"Haha, I love making friends. If you have any problems in Xingluo City, feel free to come to me, and I'll take care of everything."

Davis immediately changed his tune, his voice trembling slightly—out of fear. "A common man's anger can cause bloodshed ten steps away," he said, "and that's no joke."

He finally understood where the Spirit Hall's fear of Shen An came from.

"Oh? Really? Can you find me a big house in a nice environment?" Shen An didn't stand on ceremony and took the opportunity to climb the social ladder.

When it comes to buying a house, the locals definitely know more about it.

Davis was startled. "No, I was just saying, and you just brought it up like that."

“Yes, yes, I have a house that has been vacant for a long time. I think you two are very compatible, so I’ll just give it to you.” Davis’s smile was somewhat forced.

That night, Shen An checked into the house that Davis had mentioned. He wanted to pay, but Davis refused.

Davis could tell the difference between a young powerhouse comparable to Contra and a mere gold soul coin.

Even if we can't recruit them, it's still good to build a good relationship.

Watching Davis's departing figure, Shen An suddenly thought of one of his friends, a prince, and wondered how he was doing.

Chapter 274 Summoning New Characters, Uncles

The Spirit Hall, the Elder Hall.

The hall was bathed in endless light, a dazzling golden glow that concealed all darkness and shadow.

Facing the tall and majestic statue of the angel, Qian Renxue, with her six wings, radiated endless brilliance, complementing it perfectly.

Having passed the third test of the angels, she is now processing her reward and condensing the divinely bestowed soul ring.

In the holy, sun-like golden light, the first six spirit rings suddenly turned into purple, purple, purple, black, black, black!

The seventh spirit ring was a deep black with a scarlet tinge.

After an unknown amount of time, Qian Renxue slowly raised her head and opened her eyes, which were a brilliant golden color, like a deity.

But beneath that sacred and majestic exterior lay an obscure and unfathomable expression.

"You've only passed the third test? It seems like the seventh test from the angels is still a long way off."

Qian Renxue sighed softly. According to her agreement with Qian Daoliu, she needed to focus on cultivation. Only after passing the Seven Trials of the Angels could she leave Wuhun City again.

Qian Daoliu now felt a sense of urgency.

The fact that Qian Renxue defied the divine decree yet still received the approval of the angel god to begin the nine trials has become an unresolved matter in his heart.

He instinctively felt that this matter had transcended the realm of mortals, hence the agreement he made with Qian Renxue. Perhaps only by becoming a god could he intervene.

Qian Renxue broke through, but she felt little joy. Now, all she wanted was to keep climbing and break through the seventh test as soon as possible.

There were so many things waiting for her to do.

To seize that woman's power, leaving her with nothing, to truly make the Spirit Hall an eternal presence on the Douluo Continent, and... to find her only friend.

Good friends should stay together for life.

'What if your best friend is with someone else?' A faint voice echoed deep within my heart.

It seemed like a self-questioning, or perhaps a question posed by one's own inner demons.

Deep within those bright, dazzling golden eyes lurks endless darkness.

There is always shadow under the light.

The pure white wings behind it turned pitch black, then regained their pure white color in the bright golden light.

"It's best not to, otherwise..."

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As time goes by, two things are currently causing quite a stir in the Star Luo Empire.

First, Tang San, who was once identified as an evil spirit master by the Spirit Hall, actually slaughtered the entire Min clan and seized their treasure, the Crystal Blood Dragon Ginseng, leaving only a little girl alive.

Fueled by both old and new grudges, Yang Wudi, the patriarch of the Po clan, is relentlessly pursuing him.

The reputation of the Clear Sky Sect was completely ruined, after all, Tang San was the son of Tang Hao, and Tang Hao was the current Clear Sky Douluo.

It's hard to say that Tang Hao wasn't behind Tang San's annihilation of his own sect's former affiliated clan.

Secondly, news spread that Shen An, who was wanted by the Spirit Hall, was besieged by the Yu and Min clans, and that he had faced two Soul Douluos, one dead and the other wounded.

This left countless people speechless, and some even speculated that it was because Shen An severely injured Bai He that Tang San had the opportunity to take advantage of the situation.

In an instant, the father and son, along with the reclusive Haotian Sect, became universally hated.

Time flies, and three months have passed in the blink of an eye.

It's winter now, snowflakes are falling outside, everything is covered in silver, and the air is bitterly cold.

Tom and Jerry are sensitive to the cold, and the fireplace in the house provides a lot of warmth.

Honestly, we don't understand why Tom and Jerry, with their immortal bodies, are still afraid of the cold, and why catching a cold or fever is just a normal part of their lives.

Shen An's current fame value has reached seven million, which is purely due to the aftermath of the Soul Master Competition and the Yu and Min clans.

After all, Shen An is quite famous in the Douluo Continent now.

At this point, through word of mouth, the reputation will naturally grow steadily.

This is similar to how, once you accumulate enough wealth, money will come to you on its own.

Because the accumulated fame points reached 20 million again, the system sent another piece of right arm bone.

For the past three months, Shen An has been busy absorbing jade bones, refining jade marrow to improve his physical strength, and researching various ways to use soul power and swordsmanship.

This further enhanced Shen An's combat strength and soul power level, with his soul power level currently at level sixty-five, the Soul Emperor.

Before his strength increased, he could defeat an 89th-level Soul Douluo without taking any damage. Now, although he has never directly fought a Title Douluo.

But it's likely that at least a Title Douluo below level 95 wouldn't be able to keep him.

This also means that the Spirit Hall, under Qian Daoliu's control, is no longer a threat to him, unless Bibi Dong dares to turn against Qian Daoliu at this time.

Inside the room, Shen An's eyes held a hint of anticipation; he was preparing to summon his third new character today.

He glanced at Tom Jerry, thinking, 'I wonder what kind of person he is. I hope I can get along with Tom Jerry.'

'System, use Mystery Character Summoning Ticket.'

The system panel began to appear surreal, sometimes resembling a rabbit, sometimes a dog, and sometimes a round-headed fat man.

Finally, the illusory image began to freeze.

Inside the room, a flash of white light appeared, and a gray figure fell down.

"Oh dear, I'm catching a sheep right now, someone bring me here."

He had gray skin, a yellow patched hat on his head, and a yellow scarf.

Shen An was stunned. Wasn't this a famous figure from his childhood?

Tom and Jerry lazily looked up. What kind of wolf was this? It could even talk. How strange!

"Wolf? Uncle Wolf?" Shen An called out cautiously.

Gray Wolf patted himself on the back in a somewhat disheveled manner, turned to look at Shen An who was speaking, and took small steps, trying to reach Shen An's collar.

Because of his height, Grey Wolf jumped hard... and hit Shen An's knee.

So Grey Wolf had no choice but to say fiercely, "Kid, is it you who brought me to this place? Do you know that I was about to catch a sheep for my wife and son to eat?"

"You owe me back my Little Fatty!"

Shen An smiled and said, "We're just about to have mutton hot pot, let's eat together."

The decision to eat mutton wasn't made for the sake of Grey Wolf; it was simply to keep warm, and since hot pot is a popular winter treat, it was a decision made long ago.

Grey Wolf was stunned. What?! Lamb?! Will he ever get to eat lamb in his life?

To be honest, he just wanted to extort money from Shen An, since he never actually got to eat the sheep he caught.

He didn't even get a taste of hot mutton soup, let alone meat, as if some mysterious force was preventing him from getting any.

"Tom, go get ready, let's begin now."

Grey Wolf looked closely and saw the blue cat stand up, casually pulling away its tail that was covering the little mouse, and leisurely walking into the kitchen.

Grey Wolf swallowed hard and shouted, "Kid, let me tell you, don't try to fool this king with fakes. This king has eaten plenty of mutton."

Shen An couldn't help but laugh. This wolf really does emphasize what it doesn't have.

"Don't worry, don't worry~"

Soon, Tom brought out everything from hot pot to various ingredients, including a fat sheep.

Tom showcased his knife skills to the fullest, swishing lamb rolls, lamb slices, and thick-cut lamb pieces onto the table.