Douluo: I am the True Master

Thank you to our new Patrons: jostein kildal, Anaral, Benjamin Louri and Mürsel Kenan! Your support means the world to me :) We are up to Chapter 140: Hunting Soul Rings Doesn't Always Require Fighting and Killing (Part 2) on Patreon.

------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Ye Buyi gazed at the mighty Blue Silver King with a sense of awe. 

"Never would I have imagined that I'd live to see a ten-thousand-year spirit beast in my lifetime. How fortunate, how fortunate indeed." 

At this moment, Ye Wen approached and solemnly addressed Ye Buyi. "Grandpa, from now on, you should move here to live. This Blue Silver Forest not only enhances the cultivation speed of soul masters but also extends one's lifespan." 

Hearing this, Ye Buyi's expression remained unchanged, his gentle smile still hanging on his face as he softly replied, 

"Mm, we'll move here in the future. I want to live long enough to see you and Ah Yin have great-grandchildren. I can't leave this world just yet. Hehe~" 

Upon hearing this, Ah Yin, standing nearby, blushed and quickly retreated to her cultivation. 

Ye Wen watched this scene indifferently, feeling a sense of peace and satisfaction. His years of hard work had not been in vain. In a few more years, Ah Yin would enter her mature phase, completely eliminating any concerns about being discovered by Title Douluo-level soul masters. 

By then, the two could become true partners and continue walking the path of soul masters together. 

Though not every one of his nine disciples was extraordinarily gifted, they were all exceptional in their own right, and their growth was only a matter of time. 

In the meantime, Qian Qian, upon learning that Lan Lan, who had only Level 1 innate soul power, could become a nominal disciple under Ye Wen, requested to be accepted as well. 

Though Ye Wen didn't consider himself as magnanimous as Tongtian Jiaozhu, who taught without discrimination, he figured that whether it was one sheep or a flock, the effort was the same. So, he accepted her—after all, Qian Qian was undeniably adorable. 

Once he reached the level of a Title Douluo and secured a baseline lifespan of 300 years, creating the continent's foremost power would be within reach. 

As for Tang San, the Sea God, and the Seven Treasures of Shrek, who would be born fifteen years later, disrupting their greatest opportunities would be child's play given his foreknowledge. 

(A/N: This fanfiction adheres closely to the original timeline. Tang San was born in the year 2631 of the Douluo Calendar. The protagonist is currently 15, nearly 16, placing the story in the year 2616.) 

The only concern now was whether the gods above might meddle with some covert operations. 

However, judging by the apathy of the gods in the God Realm toward Douluo Star, there was an 80% chance nothing major would happen—except perhaps from the Asura God. 

After all, there was a theory that Tang San was thrown here by him. 

But fate was a curious thing. If he could send someone here, so could the master of the Douluo plane. Now it was just a matter of whose methods were superior. 

By the time Tang San was born, Ye Wen would likely already be a Title Douluo. One step at a time—it wasn't as if Tang Chen could come out and fight him. After all, that poor wretch was currently so parasitized that he couldn't even maintain his sense of self. 

If push came to shove, Ye Wen could always raid the Heavenly Battle Imperial Family and seize the Heart of the Sea God. With his unparalleled innate full soul power and twin martial souls, he was confident the Sea God wouldn't overlook him. 

After all, if the Sea God was going to abandon his position anyway, why not pass it on to him? It would save everyone some time. 

Shaking off these distracting thoughts, Ye Wen once again immersed himself in his monotonous, day-in-day-out cultivation routine. 

Living in the countryside had its advantages—there weren't many soul master factions causing chaos, allowing Ye Wen the peace to cultivate. With his extraordinary talent, even without rare treasures, his cultivation soared. 

Just like that, three years passed in the blink of an eye. Ye Wen was now 18, his height no longer skyrocketing, though he had grown out a head of jet-black long hair. 

His handsome features, combined with his long black hair and a well-fitted robe, gave him an air of refined elegance. 

"Finally, I've reached the Soul Emperor level. However, physical training has become increasingly difficult. My strength has plateaued at around 85,000 jin, and progress is painstakingly slow." 

Slowly exhaling a breath, Ye Wen gazed pensively at the vast ocean of Blue Silver Grass before him. 

"Blue Silver King, do you know where I might find a Battle Drum Toad with over 50,000 years of cultivation?" Ye Wen asked. 

There was a moment of silence before the Blue Silver King slowly formed his ancient visage and replied, 

"Emperor, with your current cultivation, attempting to absorb a Battle Drum Toad with over 50,000 years of cultivation is far too dangerous. Ordinary human Soul Emperors can typically only handle soul rings of around 30,000 years. However, I do know of a Battle Drum Toad with roughly 30,000 years of cultivation." 

"Blue Silver King, please don't underestimate me. My fifth soul ring comes from a 30,000-year Thousand-Pound Ant King. 

I also have a sound theory for absorbing soul rings. With my current physical strength, absorbing an 80,000-year soul ring wouldn't be an issue. The reason I'm looking for a Battle Drum Toad with around 50,000 years of cultivation isn't just because they're rare and hard to find—it's because one of its innate abilities perfectly suits me. If you don't know of any, I'll simply search for it myself." Ye Wen replied calmly. 

The Blue Silver King was momentarily stunned. He hadn't expected the Empress's consort to possess such extraordinary talent. Bowing slightly, he said, 

"My apologies, Emperor. I underestimated you. I never imagined your talent to be so formidable. However, I truly haven't seen a Battle Drum Toad with over 50,000 years of cultivation. 

That said, roughly a thousand years ago, there was a 60,000-year Battle Drum Toad King residing in a canyon in the northwest mixed zone of the Star Dou Great Forest. Whether it's still alive now, I cannot say—there's hardly any Blue Silver Grass in that area, so I haven't paid attention to it for a long time." 

What had started as a casual inquiry had unexpectedly yielded results. 

A faint smile played on Ye Wen's lips as he thanked the Blue Silver King. He then called over Ah Yin and, through their spiritual connection, had her confirm the specific location. After all, the Star Dou Great Forest was vast, and the Blue Silver King's description had been vague. This method was the only way to pinpoint the exact spot. 

Ah Yin seemed particularly excited. 

Aside from the time they had hunted spirit beasts together when Ye Wen was seven, they hadn't ventured out together in a long while. 

This time, Ye Wen didn't object. Though Ah Yin appeared tranquil and elegant in daily life, she was naturally energetic. Being confined to this small village for years of quiet cultivation had been difficult for her. Thus, Ye Wen decided to bring Ah Yin along this time. 

Moreover, over the past three years, Ye Wen had mastered a method for cultivating spiritual power—a development inspired by Tang San's Purple Extreme Divine Pupil. 

Every morning at dawn, he absorbed the first wisp of purple qi from the heavens to strengthen his ocular insight, which in turn enhanced his spiritual power. For ordinary people, such purple qi was rare and required gradual accumulation. But for Ye Wen, synthesizing it was simple—he merely needed to use Void Mimicry to simulate its composition and combine it with the appropriate materials. 

Thus, a fresh batch of artificial purple qi was born. 

The cost of producing this purple qi wasn't high—it was essentially a variant of life force energy, and Ye Wen had no shortage of that, given the vast expanse of Blue Silver Forest at his disposal. 

So, Ye Wen produced a large quantity of purple qi to supply himself, Ah Yin, and his disciples for their spiritual cultivation.

------------------------------------------------------

Support my writing journey and get access to new chapters in advance: patreon.com/EphemeralShadow