boyutpedia Chapter 4: Considerations for Soul Rings! The Threat Brought by the Angel Race!
Chapter 4: Considerations for Soul Rings! The Threat Brought by the Angel Race!
Five years is more than a year, enough time to do a lot of things.
It was enough for him to hunt soul beasts and obtain soul rings, enough for him to accumulate strength and improve his soul power, and enough for him to establish the prototype of the Underworld Palace.
That's enough for him to lay out a dark web across this continent.
He doesn't need to rush.
He was determined to obtain both the Blue Silver Emperor's seedling and that piece of soul bone.
This is really good stuff.
It cannot be left to Tang San.
I'll steal it when I have time later.
The old man was still rambling on and on, but Mingfei was barely listening anymore.
The donkey cart moved slowly along the dirt road, the setting sun dyeing the horizon a dark red, like congealed blood.
"When I get to that town ahead, I'll turn around." The old man pointed to the horizon ahead, where the outlines of a few houses could be vaguely seen.
"Be careful, don't go with just anyone. In this world, there aren't many good people, but there are plenty of bad ones."
Mingfei whispered "thank you" again.
The old man waved his hand, as if he had done something insignificant.
When the donkey cart stopped at the entrance of town, it was almost dark.
Mingfei jumped out of the car, stuffed the half-eaten pancake into his pocket, and turned to leave.
The old man called out to him again.
"Hey kid, where are you going?"
"The northeast side," Mingfei said.
The old man glanced at him, his eyes showing a hint of hesitation and worry, but ultimately said nothing.
He started driving the donkey cart again, the donkey's hooves clattering on the dirt road, slowly disappearing into the twilight.
Mingfei stood at the entrance of the town, watching the donkey cart drive further and further away until it became a tiny black dot and was swallowed by the night.
He turned around and walked into the town.
The town is small, with a main street running north to south, lined with general stores, blacksmith shops, an inn, and a tavern that looks like it hasn't been visited in a long time.
There weren't many people on the street; a few pedestrians hurried by occasionally, and no one noticed the thin, small child.
Mingfei wandered around the town, found a corner of a stable, and spent the night huddled in a haystack.
The next day, before dawn, he left the town and continued walking northeast.
In the following days, he encountered several more passersby.
A middle-aged woman herding sheep, two young soul masters hunting low-level soul beasts on the outskirts of Sunset Forest, and a caravan escorting goods.
He subtly probed for information from these people, piecing together the current situation on the mainland bit by bit.
Under Bibi Dong's leadership, the Spirit Hall is becoming increasingly powerful, and both empires are shrinking their defenses.
Small and medium-sized sects either seek refuge with the Spirit Hall or close themselves off from the world.
The retreat of the Haotian Sect has created a vacancy among the three upper sects, with the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect and the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan both observing the situation.
No one knows who the Spirit Hall's next target will be.
There is still no news about Tang Hao.
Mingfei knew that this peace was only temporary.
The Spirit Hall will not let Tang Hao go, nor will it let Tang San go.
When Tang San grows up, and when the Spirit Hall launches a war to unify the continent, this continent will be completely engulfed in flames of war.
But now, none of that matters to him.
All he needs to do now is go to Sunset Forest, survive, and become stronger.
On the evening of the fifth day, Mingfei stood on a small hill and saw a vast expanse of deep green in the distance.
Those were trees, dense trees, stretching from the foot of the mountain all the way to the horizon, like a green sea.
A thin layer of mist hung over the trees, tinged with a faint purple hue in the setting sun.
Sunset Forest.
Mingfei took a deep breath and stepped down the hillside.
The setting sun behind him cast a long, long shadow, like a black needle pointing into the unknown darkness.
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The edge of the sunset forest was quieter than I had imagined.
Mingfei stood on the hill for a long time before finally stepping down the slope.
The soil beneath my feet had changed from dry, cracked yellow earth to soft, black soil, mixed with rotting leaves and broken branches, making a soft cracking sound when I stepped on it.
The further you go in, the denser the trees become, and the less light there is.
The branches and leaves overhead intertwined in layers, cutting the sky into countless tiny fragments. Occasionally, a beam of light would leak through the gaps, casting a bright circular spot on the ground.
The air was filled with a damp, rotten smell, not the kind of nauseating stench, but the unique scent of the forest, a mixture of fallen leaves, moss, and decaying wood.
This smell was familiar to Mingfei.
The original owner's memories included wilderness and forests, but the Sunset Forest was deeper and darker than any forest in his memory.
He stopped under a huge oak tree, leaned against the trunk, and listened carefully for a while.
There was a bird calling in the distance, not a crisp chirping, but a low, gurgling sound, as if squeezed from the depths of its throat.
Further away came the crisp sound of a branch breaking; I didn't know what had stepped on it.
It was very quiet nearby, so quiet that I could hear my own heartbeat.
Mingfei closed his eyes, and his consciousness sank into the underworld.
The desolate space was unchanged from when I last sensed it.
A gray sky, cracked, scorched earth, and billowing gray fog in the distance.
But Mingfei could feel it breathing.
A slow, rhythmic pulse, like a slumbering beast, caused the gray fog at the border to surge with each breath.
The underworld is waiting for him to feed them.
He opened his eyes and brought his attention back to reality.
The Hades Sword felt slightly cool in his palm, as if urging him to get to work.
Mingfei didn't rush into the forest. Instead, he sat down against a tree trunk, took out the last piece of dry biscuit from his pocket, broke it into small pieces, and chewed it slowly.
Food was running low, but water was easy to find; there was no shortage of water in the forest. However, he wasn't sure if there were any dangerous creatures lurking in the streams.
While chewing on the hard biscuit, he searched his memory.
Soul Ring.
He needs two spirit rings.
The first one was the first spirit ring given to the Hades Sword, which determined the direction of the first spirit skill.
We're not in a rush for the second one; we'll decide based on the situation after we get the first one.
The question is, which spirit beasts should we hunt?
Ming Fei closed his eyes and began searching his memories for information about Douluo Continent from his previous life.
The types, attributes, habitats, and suitable martial spirits of spirit beasts...
Those fragmented pieces of knowledge are like something thrown into a messy drawer, needing to be taken out one by one and organized.
Dark attribute.
This is the highest priority.
The Hades Sword itself carries a strong aura of death, darkness, the netherworld, and death.
These attributes of soul beasts have the highest compatibility with the Hades Sword.
If you hunt a spirit beast with the attribute of light, forget about adding a spirit ring; you'd be lucky if the Hades Sword didn't explode.
Currently, his greatest nemesis is the Angel lineage, especially its leader, Qian Daoliu, a peerless Douluo who, with the aid of angelic divine power, is able to reach the level of a demigod.
If he hadn't been killed off in the original story and sacrificed to Qian Renxue to become a god, no one on the continent could have killed him.
The Hades Sword has an opposing attribute to the opponent, so we must be careful of this guy in the future.
Before he has fully matured, he is in a vulnerable position under the light of the angels.
Anyway, the strategy is to keep a low profile, stay hidden, and develop quietly, waiting for the future to come to fruition.
Twenty thousand years later, the Hades Douluo, Harosa, was far too high-profile and even slaughtered the people of an entire nation. This was an enormous karmic burden; this guy had killed far too many people.
He was ultimately killed off by the plot.
This can be considered as repaying the debt of karma.
If this were during this period, Sendou Ryu wouldn't be joking with you.
Of course, he could hide in the underworld and stay there; as long as he didn't come out, Qian Daoliu couldn't do anything to him.
As for the massacre, to be honest, someone who has received nine years of compulsory education couldn't do it.
He's not a saint, but rather someone who has his own values, bottom line, and rationality.
We will never kill innocent people indiscriminately, nor will we let any evildoer go unpunished.
He has his own way of growing up.
Moreover, the karma from massacres is immense.
He intends to reduce his karmic burdens as much as possible.
It cannot end up like Haroza.
Getting back to the main point, besides the attributes mentioned above...
Secondly, there is also a Yin attribute.
This scope is broader, including spirit beasts that live in dark environments, such as snakes in caves, poisonous insects in swamps, and nocturnal beasts.
These soul beasts often possess a cold and yin-like soul power, which makes them quite compatible with the Hades Sword.
Then there's the magic attribute.
This is relatively rare. Most demonic-attribute soul beasts possess a certain level of intelligence, and some can even unleash abilities similar to soul skills, making them difficult to deal with. However, if you can hunt one down, the rewards will be the greatest.
Plants can also be used.
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