Douluo Continent: My Days in the Tang Sect.

Chapter 141 Old Luo: Was it bad luck or good fortune?

Chapter 141 Old Luo: Was it bad luck or good fortune?

"My title is Wen Yue, and my martial soul is the Crescent Moon Ghost Scythe. Cultivating while bathed in moonlight makes my cultivation speed faster. Once, after successfully breaking through a realm, a beautiful melody suddenly appeared in my mind. At first, I thought someone had invaded my cultivation place, but after searching the entire vicinity, I didn't find anyone." Old Luo placed the cup in his hand on the table.

"After that, I found a friend who possessed a musical instrument martial spirit and asked him about it. I discovered that the music that appeared in my mind was not something that could be played by musical instruments on the continent."

Ye Nanxiao touched the bottle with his fingers, and a frost spread up his face. Room temperature cider doesn't taste as good as chilled cider.

"It could also be a sound coming from inside your body," Ye Nanxiao joked.

As Luo was speaking enthusiastically, he glared at Ye Nanxiao upon hearing this, and then said, "At that time, I had already entered the realm of Title Douluo, so I could naturally distinguish whether it was an abnormality within my body. Later, when I was traveling across the continent, I heard that music again in a valley."

"Following the sound of that music, I found a sealed secret realm. After breaking the seal, I found a gem containing the power of inheritance."

Ye Nanxiao paused for a moment while swirling his wine glass, then put it down, showing great interest in the heirloom that Elder Luo had mentioned.

If what Elder Luo sensed before was the realm of gods, then the inherited item he found would very likely contain information guiding him to the trials of the realm of gods.

"Did you find anything in that gem?" Ye Nanxiao asked, his eyes filled with anticipation.

Old Luo shook his head with regret and said, "Unfortunately, when I obtained that gem, it was already broken for some reason. The power it contained was almost completely lost, leaving only a little bit of power, which could not be stored in the storage soul tool."

Ye Nanxiao lowered his eyes, feeling somewhat disappointed.

On the mainland, it is unknown whether any of the places of inheritance left by the gods of the divine realm are still intact.

Ye Nanxiao tapped his fingers lightly on the table, gazing at the wine in his glass, his thoughts wandering.

After talking for a while, Luo Lao noticed that Ye Nanxiao had no reaction, so he took the wine bottle and filled Ye Nanxiao's glass with wine.

"What, you've got your eye on that elusive divine position?" Old Luo asked with a smile.

On second thought, it was normal for Elder Luo to be shocked. After all, he had exceptional talent, had worked hard for decades, and had finally gained great strength. How could he be willing to let time erode him and eventually turn him into a handful of dust?

Ye Nanxiao snapped out of his reverie and looked at the smiling Old Luo in front of him. His thoughts had been exposed, so he simply admitted, "After all, a long life does have a huge attraction, and even those old guys think about immortality."

"You're quite right. Those guys also dream of immortality." Old Luo nodded in agreement with Ye Nanxiao's point of view.

Ye Nanxiao tapped his fingers lightly on his wine glass, a hint of hesitation flashing in his eyes, but it quickly disappeared. He then asked Elder Luo, "Elder Luo, could you lend me a look at that inherited item?"

Upon hearing this, Elder Luo's smile quickly faded. "That thing couldn't be stored in a soul storage device, so I kept it in my pocket. I never expected this!"

Ye Nanxiao blinked, looking at Elder Luo who suddenly pounded his chest and sighed, his face full of regret, and tentatively asked, "You didn't lose the heirloom, did you?"

Old Luo's chest-pounding motion suddenly stopped in mid-air, and a slightly embarrassed smile appeared on his face.

Ye Nanxiao suddenly leaned back, staring wide-eyed at Elder Luo.

No way, no way, they don't even take good care of this thing?

Grabbing the wine glass in front of him, Old Luo downed the wine in one gulp, and said somewhat dejectedly, "Back then, instead of immediately thinking about returning to Xingluo, I wondered if there would be other clues in the nearby mountain ranges. I put the inheritance gem in my pocket and continued onward, and then I encountered that damned soul beast in another mountain range!"

Ye Nanxiao raised an eyebrow. Could the soul beast that could make Elder Luo look so hateful be one of the Ten Great Ferocious Beasts?

"That was a one-horned phantom sheep. Its horn had twenty spirals, and its cultivation had reached two hundred thousand years. I must have accidentally wandered into its territory, which is why it attacked me."

"I was flying along when I was suddenly attacked with a mental attack. I couldn't stand it, so I rolled up my sleeves and started fighting that one-horned phantom sheep," Old Luo said excitedly, reaching out to grab the whole bottle of cider.

Ye Nanxiao looked at his empty glass and then at the cider that Old Luo was gulping down. After thinking for a while, he decided to give the cider to Old Luo.

"The Unicorn Illusion Sheep is a soul beast with a strong sense of territory. It's normal for it to be attacked if it trespasses. However, a Unicorn Illusion Sheep that has cultivated for 200,000 years should have already developed its own innate divine ability." Ye Nanxiao took out another bottle of cider from his storage ring, poured it out, and then immediately put it back.

Old Luo put down his wine bottle, waved his hand, and said, "I didn't intend to kill that stupid sheep. It couldn't beat me anyway. I gave it a good beating and planned to let it go. I didn't expect that stupid sheep to burn through tens of thousands of years of cultivation and use its innate divine power. I was careless for a moment, and my soul-guiding protective shield failed to defend against it. I was hit by that stupid sheep's innate divine power. Do you think it was necessary? I just beat it up. Was it really necessary to fight me to the death?"

"If I remember correctly, sheep-type soul beasts are all quite stubborn." Ye Nanxiao smiled, silently reminding himself that if he encountered a sheep-type soul beast in the future, he should either knock it unconscious or knock it away.

"However, it was that stupid sheep's innate divine power that struck the inheritance gem I kept in my bosom, triggering the gem's final power. After releasing its last power, the gem turned to ashes and vanished, but it allowed me to glimpse a corner of the divine realm." Old Luo played with the wine bottle in his hand, a hint of nostalgia in his eyes.

"That was an absolutely beautiful place. I still want to see it again. The magnificent palace complex floating above the clouds, the scenery of a corner of the world that was blocked by some kind of force, the ancient trees in the forest that were full of vitality and could support the sky, the ominous castle that covered the sky and the sun, and the gods who were wrapped in endless divine light." Old Luo's eyes were full of fervor.

Many titled Douluo spent their entire lives searching for places, even until they turned to dust, without finding a single clue, only to discover them in a bizarre way.

Ye Nanxiao listened carefully to Elder Luo's description of the divine realm, trying to build a simulated map in his mind.

"That unicorn phantom sheep might be your lucky charm; that would be a wonderful gift," Ye Nanxiao said with a smile, his left hand resting on the table and his head propped up.

In terms of luck, Luo Lao found the heirloom; in terms of misfortune, the heirloom was damaged and disappeared.

However, Luo Lao once saw the scenery of the divine realm.

"After that stupid sheep used its innate divine power, its eyes bled and it instantly disappeared. I was also quite mentally shocked at the time, and I could never find that stupid sheep again. Otherwise, I could have kept it by my side as a partner." Old Luo looked down at his hands, his face full of nostalgic smile.

The realm of gods, a legacy.

Two words kept popping into Ye Nanxiao's mind.

"If you wish to search for traces of the divine realm, you need to find the inherited item. This item is equivalent to a ticket to enter the divine realm. Unfortunately, my gem has already turned to dust and scattered." Old Luo let out a long breath and finished telling his story about the divine realm.

Ye Nanxiao felt as if a bucket of cold water had been poured over his head. If a token was required to enter the God Realm, then it would depend on fate.

Although Ye Nanxiao considered himself lucky, finding the inherited artifacts in a world of gods that existed only in a few ancient books and stories passed down orally was like finding a needle in a haystack.

"The sea, and where is that temple of the Sea Spirit?" Ye Nanxiao's eyes gleamed as he pondered the vast ocean.

"If you really want to pursue that elusive place, then go for it boldly. Otherwise, wouldn't it be a waste of the extraordinary talent that God has bestowed upon you?" Old Luo stood up, took his wine glass, walked to Ye Nanxiao's side, and patted Ye Nanxiao's shoulder forcefully.

"That's true." Ye Nanxiao raised his glass, clinked it with Old Luo's, and drank the wine in one gulp.

Old Luo looked at Ye Nanxiao with satisfaction and said, "You are a Soul Master I have high hopes for. In the short time we've spent together, you've left a deep impression on me. So, I'll also give you a gift. Come with me."

Feeling Luo Lao's sincere feelings, Ye Nanxiao did not refuse this time and followed Luo Lao out of the laboratory.

Passing through the long corridor filled with broken soul tools, Elder Luo circulated his soul power and pushed open the dusty door at the very back.

"These are some of my proudest creations. Take a look and see if there's anything you can use. Take it as a souvenir. However, the highest level is only level eight soul tools. The level nine ones were taken by the emperor," said Elder Luo, pointing to the array of soul tools inside.

Ye Nanxiao didn't stand on ceremony and walked in. His gaze swept over the soul tools that were radiating power, and finally settled on a black and white flying soul tool.

"Then let's take this one."

Making flying soul tools is quite troublesome, so it's best to just take a ready-made one. As for other soul tools like soul beams and soul cannons, making your own is the best way to suit your fighting style.

After selecting the soul tool, Ye Nanxiao borrowed Elder Luo's laboratory to debug and assemble the new spatial soul tool.

Thoughts surged within him, his mind filled with things about the divine realm.

Thinking of immortality, Ye Nanxiao's desire for godhood grew stronger.

He became a god not only because of a promise he made to the Snow Empress, but more importantly because he could gain eternal life after becoming a god. According to ancient records and his own memories, a first-level god could ascend to the divine realm with his family.

Ye Nanxiao felt a sense of resentment, resentment at being separated from Jiang Nannan because of the limited lifespan. He was greedy and wanted to keep Jiang Nannan by his side for all eternity.

Having been secretly gathering information about the divine realm, Ye Nanxiao was now excited when someone close to him shared it with him.

"Is it a legacy left behind by the gods? The temple at sea, or perhaps a trip to Haotian Fortress?" Ye Nanxiao rapidly assembled various soul tool parts in his hands.

Ye Nanxiao closed his eyes slightly.

"There's another place where you can talk directly to those high and mighty guys."

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