Douluo: Becoming the God of Nature from Farming Chapter 053

“I think if His Excellency, the Poison Douluo, knew, he would marry you off to me directly,” Xiao Ze teased.

Dugu Yan’s pretty face flushed slightly. “Dream on.”

“Seriously, can you sell this wheat to me and Ling Ling?” Dugu Yan asked earnestly.

“Just come over and eat whenever you want. After I reached level thirty, my output increased significantly. There’s more than enough for the five of us.”

“Okay!” Dugu Yan readily agreed. Although it was a bit shameless, with this wheat, her soul power would increase very quickly.

“I finally understand why your innate soul power, which was only level two, increased so quickly, surpassing even Rong Rong and me,” Zhu Zhuqing said with emotion.

“Didn’t you already know that?”

“But the effect of that wheat was far inferior to this,” Zhu Zhuqing shook her head.

“You were only innately level 2 soul power?” Dugu Yan was a little surprised.

“Yeah, far inferior to you guys,” Xiao Ze nodded.

“But your martial soul is much more powerful than ours,” Ye Lingling didn’t think so.

“Who knows? I’m the only soul master from our Qingxi Village in the past two decades. I have to work hard. Before I obtained my soul ring, I could only cultivate diligently. Thankfully, my first soul skill didn’t disappoint me.”

Xiao Ze even felt a bit nostalgic for the uncles and aunts in Qingxi Village.

A scene immediately appeared in the minds of Ning Rongrong and the other three: a farmer striving to climb up for the sake of his village.

“With your martial soul’s ability, it’s possible for you to reach Title Douluo in the future, unlike me,” Ning Rongrong comforted him.

“It’s hard to say what will happen in the future. Besides, who said the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda couldn’t evolve into the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda?”

“How could it be that easy? Our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan hasn’t seen the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda for so many years, not even the Eight Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda.” Ning Rongrong slumped in her chair, looking helpless.

Once the floodgates of conversation opened, they were hard to close.

The usually serene Ye Lingling’s face showed a hint of sadness: “Your Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan is still considered good. There are only two people in our Ye family who can awaken the Nine Heart Begonia. Only my mother and I are left.”

“Why do our martial souls have such side effects?”

“Because your martial souls are powerful enough,” Xiao Ze said.

“Then the Six-Winged Angel of the Spirit Hall, the Clear Sky Hammer of the Clear Sky School, and the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan are also very strong,” Ning Rongrong said, puzzled.

“It’s different,” Xiao Ze shook his head.

Everyone looked at him.

Xiao Ze pondered for a moment. “Actually, the Clear Sky Hammer and the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon are just top-tier martial souls. They are very strong, but there’s still some gap compared to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda and the Nine Heart Begonia. The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda can provide percentage amplification, and the Nine Heart Begonia’s healing ability is unique on the Douluo Continent. These are things the Clear Sky Hammer and the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon cannot compare to.”

“What’s strong isn’t the Clear Sky Hammer and the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon, but the Clear Sky School and the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.”

“Is there any difference?” Ye Lingling asked.

“Of course there’s a difference. Whether it’s the Clear Sky Hammer or the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon, their awakenings vary in strength, which means these martial souls aren’t strong enough. They can rank among the Upper Three Schools because of their unique techniques. The Clear Sky School has the Clear Sky Nine Absolutes, the Great Sumeru Hammer, and so on, and the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan has Dragon Transformation.”

“But these are the unique techniques of their martial souls.”

Xiao Ze rubbed his forehead. It seemed Ning Rongrong’s brain wasn’t too sharp either. “This only proves that Tang Chen and the person who created Dragon Transformation were strong, not that the martial souls themselves are strong.”

“The strongest martial soul on the Douluo Continent is the Six-Winged Angel of the Spirit Hall.”

“The Six-Winged Angel has no flaws, does it?”

“It does. The Six-Winged Angel can only be awakened by pure angel bloodline. It’s already good if one can appear in each generation. The Angel Legion of the Spirit Hall cannot awaken the Six-Winged Angel; they are just ordinary angels.”

The Qian family of the Spirit Hall can be said to be basically a single lineage.

“Is that considered a flaw?” Dugu Yan tilted her head and asked.

“Isn’t it? Perhaps in your eyes, it’s not a flaw, but the Qian family must feel very uncomfortable. What if something happens to the current generation’s successor? Wouldn’t the lineage be broken?”

“The Qian family are descendants of the Angel God, and their martial souls are also God-bestowed martial souls, not ordinary ones. Their flaws can’t be very significant. The biggest one is probably difficulty in having offspring. They can never be as prosperous in martial souls as the Upper Three Schools.”

Xiao Ze felt it was a pity. If the Qian family’s fertility was stronger, what would be left for the Upper Three Schools?

“Are there really gods in this world?” Zhu Zhuqing asked curiously.

“Yes, there are,” Xiao Ze affirmed.

“You’re so certain?”

“You’ll know in the future.”

The four of them were completely bewildered. They hated riddlers the most.

“Alright, let’s talk about the future in the future. We all have a bright future now,” Xiao Ze stood up.

“That’s right, we all have a bright future.”

Dusk fell, and the sunset was like a poem.

The clouds in the sky were ignited by the setting sun, tinted golden-red.

It cast its last rays of glory.

The distant mountains were outlined, dazzlingly beautiful. A few flying birds streaked across the sky, painting beautiful scenes in the glow.

A gentle breeze blew, and the leaves rustled.

Ye Lingling and the others left, but Dugu Yan was kept behind by Xiao Ze.

The two sat in the pavilion in the garden outside the small villa.

“What? You kept me here, you’re not going to eat me, are you?” Dugu Yan teased.

“I wouldn’t. You’re a venomous snake right now.”

Dugu Yan froze, then glared at him. “What are you talking about? Although my martial soul is the Jade Phosphor Serpent, I’m not poisonous.”

“No… you already have toxins in your body. Look at your eyes, your hair.”

“Isn’t this because of my martial soul?” Dugu Yan was a little confused. She was a poison user, so how could she have toxins in her body?

“Were you like this when you first awakened?”

Hearing this, Dugu Yan fell silent, her brows furrowed.

“It seems not. It slowly started changing after I obtained my first soul ring.”

“Then that’s it. This is due to poisoning.”

“But…”

Dugu Yan was interrupted by Xiao Ze before she could finish. “I know you’re a Jade Phosphor Serpent, and you deal with poison. Your grandfather is probably also poisoned, and he knows you’re poisoned, but he just hasn’t told you.”

“You’re crazy! My grandfather is the Poison Douluo!”

“So what if he’s the Poison Douluo? This is a martial soul issue.”

“Tell me, or I’ll tell my grandfather to arrest you,” Dugu Yan said fiercely, but in Xiao Ze’s eyes, she looked like a little demoness. Especially her two small fangs, they were very cute.

“Then what about your parents?”

“They died,” Dugu Yan said, a little disheartened.

“Did your grandfather tell you how they passed away?”

Dugu Yan’s delicate brows furrowed. “You’re not going to say it’s because my father was also poisoned, are you?”

“Whether it is or not, just go back and ask His Excellency.”

“I understand. My grandfather isn’t here, but I’ll ask him when he returns.”

A hundred meters away, Yu Tianheng watched everything angrily.

“Damn Dugu Yan. You really are a bitch.”

“I confessed to you so many times, and you didn’t agree.”

“This Xiao Ze just arrived, and you’re already sticking to him.”

“Bitch!!!”