Chapter 7 The Desolate Heavenly Emperor's Beast Milk! Instantly Granted a Title
Douluo Continent, Sky Live Stream Perspective 1.
The image on the sky was incredibly clear.
When Zhao Wuji's hairy, naked body appeared before hundreds of millions of viewers without any cover—
"puff--"
"My eyes!"
"This...this is outrageous!!"
Across the continent, gasps, screams, curses, and bursts of laughter erupted.
On the streets of Soto, a middle-aged woman screamed and covered her eyes, but peeked through her fingers.
"Oh my god! This is so embarrassing!"
In a tavern in Heaven Dou City, a group of boorish Soul Masters were slamming their fists on the table and laughing wildly.
"Hahahaha! Zhao Wuji! You bastard, you don't even wear pants when you go to another world?!"
"He must have just been teleported from a brothel! Look at him!"
"Immovable King? Now he should be called 'Immovable Naked King'! Hahaha!"
Most of the women blushed and turned their heads away.
The men burst into laughter.
Only a few sharp-minded and powerful individuals frowned after the initial sense of absurdity.
Because Zhao Wuji's condition in the scene... is not right.
...
Perfect World, outside Stone Village.
Zhao Wuji felt as if he had been thrown into a giant millstone.
"Ugh—"
He let out a muffled groan.
I felt as if every bone and muscle in his body was being crushed by an invisible mountain.
That terrifying gravity was ten or even a hundred times more frightening than any soul skill he had ever experienced!
His bare skin even had tiny dents, as if it could burst at any moment.
"Damn it... what the hell is going on in this godforsaken place?!"
Zhao Wuji gritted his teeth, veins bulging on his forehead.
He struggled to stand up.
But his limbs felt like they were filled with lead, and every movement required tremendous effort.
He is a level 76 Soul Saint, a top-tier strength-type Soul Master.
But now, he feels more vulnerable than the average person.
"No... I can't just lie like this!"
He let out a low roar, and his soul power surged wildly within his body.
"Seventh Soul Skill - Martial Soul True Body!"
boom!
A violent aura erupted from him.
Behind them, a phantom image of a giant bear, five meters tall, appeared.
The giant bear was dark gold in color, its muscles bulging, and it roared to the sky.
It was his martial spirit, the Mighty Vajra Bear!
With the support of his Martial Soul True Body, Zhao Wuji finally managed to prop himself up and stand up unsteadily.
Even so, he still felt terrifying pressure.
Zhao Wuji was panting heavily.
He looked down and glanced at it.
A little boy, about three or four years old, was staring at him blankly.
Zhao Wuji had no interest in the child.
His gaze fell on the little boy's feet.
The can of white liquid being heated over a fire.
A strange fragrance wafted into my nostrils.
That smell...something's not right.
Just by smelling it, the soul power in his body, which had been almost stagnant, began to flow slowly again.
The long-standing bottleneck at level 76 is showing signs of a breakthrough!
Zhao Wuji's eyes lit up instantly.
He spent most of his life in the Douluo Continent.
There has never been anything before that could arouse soul power simply through its scent!
This is absolutely a treasure!
My darling!
Zhao Wuji acted almost without hesitation.
He took two heavy steps to the fire, ignoring the scorching heat, and grabbed the earthenware pot.
"Uncle, you..."
The little one finally realized what was happening and wanted to say something.
But Zhao Wuji completely ignored him.
He tilted his head back and gulped down the warm animal milk in the jar in one go!
The scalding liquid slid down my throat, bringing a burning pain.
But what followed was an indescribable sense of comfort!
Rumble—
Something inside Zhao Wuji seemed to explode!
...
Douluo Continent, live on Tianmu.
Hundreds of millions of viewers across the continent witnessed the miracle.
Or rather, a miracle.
On the sky, Zhao Wuji's status bar clearly appeared:
Zhao Wuji, Level 76 Soul Saint
The moment that white liquid entered my throat—
[Soul power fluctuations...]
[Level 76 → Level 77 → Level 78 → Level 79 → Level 80!]
In just three seconds, he broke through four levels!
"Oh My God!"
"This...how is this possible?!"
"What kind of miraculous elixir is that?!"
Exclamations of surprise swept across the continent.
Countless Soul Masters stared wide-eyed, unable to believe what they were seeing.
Improving one's soul power is incredibly difficult.
Many Soul Masters are stuck at a bottleneck for decades, unable to make any progress.
But now, Zhao Wuji broke through as easily as drinking water!
But that's not all.
After breaking through level 80, according to the rules of Douluo Continent, you need to hunt soul beasts to obtain soul rings in order to continue to improve.
But another strange change occurred in Zhao Wuji!
Seven spirit rings appeared around him: yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black.
Immediately afterwards, the phantom of the eighth spirit ring began to condense.
It was white at first.
Then it quickly turned yellow, purple, black...
Finally, the image settled on—bright red!
A striking crimson red, like blood!
"A 100,000-year-old spirit ring!!!"
Across the mainland, countless Soul Masters screamed in terror, some even fainting from excitement.
A 100,000-year soul ring is a treasure that every soul master dreams of!
In the entire Douluo Continent, the number of Title Douluos with 100,000-year soul rings can be counted on one hand!
And now, Zhao Wuji, a Soul Saint who has just broken through to level 80, has actually condensed a 100,000-year Soul Ring out of thin air?!
But what's even more shocking is yet to come.
After the eighth spirit ring was fully formed, Zhao Wuji's spirit power did not stop increasing.
[Level 80 → Level 81 → Level 82...]
The soul power value was fluctuating wildly.
until--
[Level 90!]
Title Douluo!
Zhao Wuji, a level 76 Soul Saint, rose to the rank of Title Douluo in just ten seconds after drinking a can of unknown liquid!
He clenched his fist.
He felt a terrifying power surging within his body, more than ten times stronger than before.
I was taken aback at first.
immediately--
"Haha...hahaha...hahahaha!!!"
A burst of wild laughter emanated from the light screen, echoing throughout the entire Douluo Continent.
Zhao Wuji laughed loudly, looking like a madman.
"Title Douluo! I've become a Title Douluo! Hahahaha!"
"There's still a 100,000-year soul ring!"
"My God! What kind of magical place is this?!"
He casually tossed the empty earthenware pot aside.
With a loud crash, the earthenware pot smashed to pieces on the ground.
Then, he looked down at the little boy standing blankly to the side.
His eyes were filled with greed.
The little one's face was tense at that moment.
She looked at the shattered pieces of the earthenware pot on the ground.
Then she glanced at the naked giant who was laughing maniacally.
A surge of anger rose from the bottom of her heart.
She had hidden that jar of animal milk for a whole day before she was willing to drink it.
She hadn't even had a sip of that can of animal milk.
It was snatched and drunk by this suddenly appearing, naked, rude guy.
She even smashed the jar in front of her.
The little one clenched her tiny fist.
"Uncle." Her voice trembled slightly, not from fear, but from anger, "That's my animal milk."
[end of the chapter]