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After putting away the soul bone, Dai Weisi glanced around. Seeing that Hu Liena had already fled, he didn't bother saying anything else.
Following the black-veiled beauty, he arrived in the outer city of the Slaughter Capital. Killing was forbidden in the outer city, so compared to the inner city, this place was much safer.
She arranged a "room" for him—though in truth, it was nothing more than a shabby little wooden hut. Aside from a bed, a table, and a chair, it had nothing else. No kitchen, just a single hall and a rudimentary bath area—extremely simple.
Still, Dai Weisi understood that for the foreseeable future, this would be his home.
Without a word, he stepped into the room and ate some of the simple supplies he'd brought—roast suckling pig, roast chicken, roast duck, roast goose, and the like. Since everything was stored in his soul guide ring, he didn't have to worry about it spoiling over time.
After dinner, Dai Weisi immediately began meditating to cultivate. His soul power had already reached rank seventy-nine. Before leaving the Slaughter Capital, he had to break through rank eighty no matter what.
Once he did, he could head to the Star Dou Great Forest to obtain his eighth soul ring.
The Star Luo Empire alone had nine Titled Douluo now. Even with the Sky Blue Bull Python there, hunting the Titan Giant Ape wouldn't be difficult.
Time flew by. Two years passed in a blur. During that time, Dai Weisi cultivated tirelessly, and his soul power had long since risen to rank eighty—just one more ring away from becoming an eight-ring Soul Douluo.
A twenty-five-year-old Soul Douluo—he was the first in all of Douluo Continent's recorded history!
Moreover, he'd already reached rank eighty a year and a half ago. Now, another eighteen months had gone by. His soul power had to be at least rank eighty-two.
There was no helping it. The higher a soul master's cultivation, the slower their progress. Sword Douluo Chen Xin had lived so many years and was still only rank ninety-six.
He'd cultivated bitterly for decades yet never found even the slightest opportunity for a breakthrough—let alone Bone Douluo Gu Rong.
By comparison, Dai Weisi' progress was already excellent. Even if his speed had slowed, he was still steadily climbing.
Even so, despite the slower growth, Dai Weisi was confident he could break through rank ninety before the age of thirty and become the youngest Titled Douluo in history.
Besides cultivation, Dai Weisi had also constantly taken part in the Hell Killing Fields over these past two years. So far, he'd achieved ninety consecutive victories!
The price, however, was that all his incendiary bombs were used up, and only ten grenades remained—reserved for life-or-death moments.
In the early matches, Dai Weisi had used incendiary bombs to bulldoze his way through. In just ten days, he'd won fifteen fights, earning himself the title "Calamity White Tiger."
It meant that whenever Dai Weisi stepped onto the stage, it was like a natural disaster had arrived. No one could hope to survive—any opponent of his was doomed!
But although he'd made a name for himself quickly, it came at a cost. Fewer and fewer people were willing to face him. Sometimes it took ten days or even half a month just to get into another match.
After his fiftieth fight, Dai Weisi stopped using incendiary bombs altogether. Around that time, the spectators realized he'd run out of them. Many rushed to sign up, hoping to regain their honor by defeating him—so his participation rate went up again.
But soon everyone discovered that even without explosive weapons, Dai Weisi remained terrifyingly strong. They were nothing but small fry unfit to challenge him.
Every time he entered the arena, others would huddle together to fight him as a group. And every time, he slaughtered them like livestock—ending every battle within fifteen minutes, with a 100% kill rate!
This made Dai Weisi a figure of fear and awe throughout the Slaughter Capital.
It was also worth noting that ever since his words had torn down Hu Liena's pride last time, perhaps recognizing reality, she had never come to bother him again. For the past two years, her life had been monotonous and repetitive.
Either she was fighting in the Hell Killing Fields, or she was cultivating in her room. Dai Weisi had used his Ice-Fire Demonic Eyes to observe her soul power. She'd reached rank sixty now, advancing by roughly one rank every three to four months.
With Dai Weisi as her rival, Hu Liena had already won eighty-five consecutive matches in the Hell Killing Fields, just shy of Dai Weisi' record.
And today, a familiar face had arrived in the Slaughter Capital. Dai Weisi, intrigued, came to the Hell Killing Fields to watch a "graceful" slaughter.
A blue-haired man was wielding the Clear Sky Hammer on the dueling platform, slaughtering in the Hell Killing Arena.
He continuously charged power through the Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer Technique, unleashing a violent burst at the end. Throughout, he used hidden weapons like Dragon Beard Needles and the Zhuge Crossbow to coordinate constant attacks, harvesting the lives of fallen ones.
Of course, the newcomer was Tang San of the Shrek Seven Devils. After training under Tang Hao, Tang San had come to the Slaughter Capital.
From his altered appearance, Dai Weisi immediately noticed that Tang San's martial soul had undergone a second awakening. His Blue Silver Grass had fully evolved into the Blue Silver Emperor, and his soul power had reached rank fifty-two.
"Well, well... little brat, you actually came to the Slaughter Capital in the end, huh." Sitting in a corner of the arena, Dai Weisi toyed with a smooth soul bone in his hand, a faint smile on his lips.
He had taken this bone from one of the fallen. Whether in the Hell Killing Fields or the inner city, anyone who died by his hand would have their body dismembered—just so he could check whether they carried a soul bone.
In two years, Dai Weisi had obtained thirty soul bones: eighteen of the thousand-year level, ten of the hundred-year level, and two of the ten-thousand-year level. Quite a haul.
While idly turning a thousand-year soul bone in his hand, he was naturally unafraid of being targeted by others. At the same time, he opened his Ice-Fire Demonic Eyes to carefully observe Tang San.
After Tang Hao's special training, Tang San's strength had improved greatly compared to two and a half years ago. Though his cultivation was nothing in Dai Weisi' eyes, his combat experience had increased significantly.
He had already integrated his martial soul, hidden weapons, and Tang Sect techniques. With Ghost Shadow Perplexing Step pushed to its limit, his speed was no weaker than that of an agility-type soul master of the same rank. And once he used Mysterious Jade Hands, his palms became as hard as iron—his punches could rival the blow of a power-attack soul master of equal level.
More importantly, Tang San fought while fully operating the Mysterious Heaven Technique. By now, he had cultivated it to the sixth tier.
With his Ice-Fire Demonic Eyes, Dai Weisi could clearly see Tang San's soul power circulating through his limbs and bones—endless and vast.
"Mysterious Heaven Technique... now that's interesting."
Dai Weisi chuckled softly and stored the soul bone back in his soul guide ring. Sitting cross-legged, he followed the flow of Tang San's soul power with his own, trying to see if he could secretly learn the Mysterious Heaven Technique.
He didn't care for any of the other Tang Sect techniques, but the Mysterious Heaven Technique was actually useful. It could train soul power even before martial soul awakening and allow those without innate soul power to cultivate and become soul masters!
It could even help those with weak soul power reach innate full soul power—just like Tang San.
Tang San definitely hadn't been born with rank ten innate soul power. The only reason he reached that level was that he'd cultivated the Mysterious Heaven Technique for three years.
If Dai Weisi could comprehend this art, he could build an entire army of soul masters for the Star Luo Empire. So whether he succeeded or not, he had to try!
(End of Chapter)