The other members of the Berserker Team had limited potential.
However, this white-haired woman was an exception. Not only was she around 25 years old, but her martial soul—the Ground Demon Spider—was also exceptionally powerful, rivaling even the Human-Faced Demon Spider. Moreover, her control abilities were first-rate. If she could be recruited into his team, it would be a great asset.
After all, in the world of Douluo, an individual's abilities were restricted by their nine soul skills. The true path to victory lay in righteous teamwork.
Hadn't they seen the Great Battle of Jialing Pass? Even god-level experts fought in groups, proving that "two fists can't beat four hands" was an unshakable truth in the world of Douluo.
Though being only level 38 at 25 years old wasn't as impressive as Shrek's group of misfits, the fact that she teamed up with civilian soul masters for arena battles spoke volumes about her humble origins. Reaching this level at her age was proof enough of her talent.
Since Ye Wen himself was a Spirit Arena soul master, it was easy for him to locate the Berserker Team's locker room.
Knock, knock, knock. Ye Wen gently tapped on the door and softly asked, "Is anyone there? May I trouble you for a moment?"
The members of the Berserker Team exchanged glances, puzzled why someone would visit them after their defeat.
Could it be to mock them? If so, they'd make sure to teach him a lesson about who was truly superior!
The one who opened the door was the rhinoceros powerhouse, his face fierce as he prepared to hurl insults.
But upon seeing Ye Wen's gentle smile and refined demeanor, he froze in place. After all, it was hard to lash out at someone who greeted you with a friendly face.
Moreover, he recognized Ye Wen. He was the most notorious newcomer in both single and double Spirit Arena battles, recently earning his Golden Combat Soul badge.
At such a young age and with such cultivation, he was nothing short of a monster!
Having watched Ye Wen's matches, he knew this wasn't someone he could take down alone. Even with teammates, it would take at least two or three people to suppress him. As for winning…
Thinking of Ye Wen's sharp long-range attack soul skills, he swallowed nervously and asked:
"What do you want?"
Ye Wen didn't get straight to the point. Instead, he softly said, "I'm here to see your entire Berserker Team. May I come in to speak?"
The rhinoceros powerhouse hesitated for a moment, then nodded and ushered Ye Wen inside.
Perhaps because the team included women, the Berserker Team's locker room didn't have the unpleasant smell typical of other soul masters' quarters. Instead, there was a faint, pleasant fragrance.
Ye Wen glanced around at the Berserker Team and smiled lightly.
"Allow me to introduce myself. My name is Ye Wen. I believe many of you know who I am. However, I have another identity—I'm the main benefactor behind the recently established pharmacy on the continent.
Let me cut to the chase. My purpose for coming here is this: I want this young lady to become my teammate, and I'd like to recruit all of you under the pharmacy's banner.
In return, I'll take care of your soul rings and cultivation resources, and provide a generous salary. All I ask for is your loyalty.
Of course, you have the freedom to choose. I'm not forcing you; I'm here to negotiate. Though your cultivation levels aren't particularly high in the grand scheme of Douluo, I admire how well you work together. You're more than capable of handling security for a small region.
If you prefer to continue this perilous lifestyle where death is always a possibility, I won't stop you. I simply saw your strength and decided to give it a try."
The members of the Berserker Team exchanged glances, surprised by Ye Wen's directness.
Among soul masters, many mid-tier practitioners in their thirties or forties chose not to become nobles or join official sects. Instead, they opted to scrape by in the Spirit Arena or venture into the more dangerous Hunter's Forest.
The main reason was that they didn't want to be constrained.
However, among these two groups, some Spirit Arena soul masters still hoped to catch the eye of noble soul masters watching from the stands, hoping to be recruited.
After all, better to be the head of a chicken than the tail of a phoenix. They too wanted to climb the ranks of nobility rather than linger beneath lesser aristocrats.
At this moment, the two monkey soul masters removed their hoods, revealing their faces. They appeared older, likely in their early thirties.
To everyone's surprise, they were twins, just like the goat martial soul brothers. Now, both turned to the rhinoceros powerhouse and said in unison:
"Boss, we'll follow your lead."
The goat martial soul brothers didn't say anything but nodded in agreement.
The rhinoceros powerhouse scratched his head in frustration. In the original storyline, he had bribed officials to obtain Shrek's information and employed various dirty tactics, projecting an image of calculated simplicity. But in reality, he wasn't much of a thinker.
At the end of the day, he was just an executor—strongest in power, oldest in age, and thus highest in authority.
He looked at the Wishful Disk soul master (Old Liang) and the white-haired woman (Xiao Bai) and said, "You all know my brain isn't the sharpest. Old Liang, Xiao Bai, what do you think?"
Old Liang, the Wishful Disk soul master, lacked any aggressive presence due to being an auxiliary-type soul master. He even carried the air of an intellectual.
Old Liang pondered deeply, then shook his head. "Young friend, could you elaborate on the details of your pharmacy and its background? After all, if we're to join a faction, we can't just randomly affiliate ourselves with any ordinary soul master group."
Recruiting people naturally required showing sincerity. Ye Wen wasn't part of some pyramid scheme trying to deceive them, so he laid out everything about his organization.
When they learned that Ye Wen had the backing of the Crown Prince of the Tian Dou Empire and that his mother-in-law's family was a newly rising Soul Douluo-level clan—though still emerging—it meant more opportunities.
At this moment, the Berserker Team members were tempted.
After all, once soul masters reached their forties, their overall cultivation progress would decline. Their future potential was visibly capped at the Soul Ancestor level unless they encountered some rare treasures that could help them break through.
Still, Old Liang didn't immediately agree. Instead, he turned to Xiao Bai, the white-haired woman, who was also deep in thought.
"Xiao Bai, what are your thoughts? He's not just asking us to join—he wants you to be his teammate."
Among a group of burly men, the presence of a youthful, lively beauty seemed out of place, yet this was how the Berserker Team was composed.
Xiao Bai had been an orphan in a village, unwilling to submit to the nobility. She struck out on her own and met the Berserker Team while hunting for spirit beasts. As a control-type soul master, she and the team supported each other, forging their bond over time.
Because Xiao Bai was younger than the rest of the team, the Berserker Team members instinctively treated her like a younger sister, doting on her.
Now, faced with the prospect of separating from her longtime teammates, Xiao Bai felt reluctant.
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