Douluo: I am the True Master

The journey back was smooth. In an era where the Killing God City and the Spirit Hall existed, there was hardly any room for evil soul masters to thrive.

At this moment, Ye Wen's only concern was that his original intention had been to change the world, but now it had escalated into saving it.

However, he was still far too weak and could only take things one step at a time.

As he passed through the Tian Dou Imperial Capital, Ye Wen's long-dormant childish side suddenly stirred. He felt that since he had come all this way, it would be a waste not to explore the capital of this nation. After all, balance between relaxation and discipline was the key to cultivation. Thus, Ye Wen entered the Tian Dou Imperial Capital and began to wander around.

Looking at the medieval-style city, which was both chaotic and dirty, Ye Wen couldn't help but feel disdainful. It was one thing for a small town like Notting to be messy, but for a national capital to be in such a state spoke volumes about the government's neglect of its people.

However, remembering that this was a fantasy world, Ye Wen quickly let it go. Following the crowds, he soon found himself outside the Tian Dou Soul Battle Arena. After paying the entrance fee, he began to wander around aimlessly.

It was undeniable that as the capital of Tian Dou, the quality of soul masters here far surpassed that of other cities. Soul Dukes and Soul Kings, who were rare elsewhere, were abundant here, with almost every main arena hosting battles featuring these levels of experts. In the central arena, even Soul Emperors were seen battling it out.

Since he was already in such a place, Ye Wen decided to place a small bet. After all, participating added to the experience.

Walking up to the betting counter for the upcoming soul master matches, Ye Wen began scanning the boards. Though he only intended to bet a small amount, if he spotted someone he recognized, placing a larger bet for a big win wasn't out of the question.

Suddenly, his eyes narrowed as they locked onto a corner of the board:

"Wolf King·Hajis 1:1 vs Spider Empress·Bibi Dong 1:5?"

=()卧━=()━What the heck!!! A wild Bibi Dong has appeared!!!

"How did this love-struck fool end up here? The original story never mentioned this."

"Wait, who cares about that? This is a stroke of luck! As the Holy Maiden of the Spirit Hall, Bibi Dong's combat prowess is undoubtedly top-tier. Those so-called 'Wolf Kings' and others are probably just cannon fodder meant to showcase the Spirit Hall's dominance."

Ye Wen, who usually restricted his soul power and spending to avoid revealing his genius-level abilities, suddenly turned green-eyed with greed. Hurriedly, he took out all his gold spirit coins and placed a bet, his eyes practically glowing with dollar signs ($$).

"Two hundred gold spirit coins on Group Thirteen, Bibi Dong to win!"

The cashier, clearly accustomed to high-stakes bets, didn't bat an eye at Ye Wen's measly two hundred coins and calmly handed him the betting slip.

At this moment, Ye Wen felt as though countless coins were waving at him. His lips curled into an involuntary smile, and he happily made his way to the arena where Bibi Dong would be fighting.

Though he arrived early, the stands were already crowded, as several matches preceded Bibi Dong's.

Still, Ye Wen's heart began to race with anticipation. He wondered how beautiful the young Bibi Dong would look in person—after all, she was ranked among the top ten goddesses of Chinese anime.

Time flew by, and soon it was Bibi Dong's turn.

There wasn't much to say about Wolf King Hajis—he was a burly man with a thick beard. According to pre-match information, this twenty-something-year-old was a Level 28 Great Soul Master with thirty-seven wins and twenty losses. Compared to Dai Mubai from the original story, whose win-loss ratio was nearly 1:1, Hajis was already quite strong.

However, it seemed that wolf-type soul masters aged poorly. Every wolf-type soul master Ye Wen knew seemed to sport a thick beard.

As for Bibi Dong, she appeared to be around ten years old—perhaps slightly older—and yet she carried herself with grace and poise. Though still in her early youth, she already looked like a twelve-year-old girl. Her slim yellow leather armor hugged her figure perfectly, exuding an aura of strength and elegance.

Seeing this, Ye Wen's eyes lit up. While Ah Yin radiated noble charm, Bibi Dong's fierce and commanding presence was refreshingly new.

The crowd of lecherous old men erupted in gasps, but Bibi Dong showed no intention of revealing her identity. The battle began swiftly, with eight menacing spider legs piercing toward Wolf King Hajis. Hajis barely had time to react before Bibi Dong overwhelmed him completely.

During the fight, Ye Wen noticed how spider-type martial souls held a significant advantage over beast-type soul masters who relied on hand-to-hand combat. Moreover, the venom from her superior martial soul was something ordinary soul masters couldn't withstand.

It was clear that Hajis had lost fairly.

In the days that followed, Ye Wen discovered that Bibi Dong participated in soul battles daily for an entire month. By the end of it, Ye Wen had amassed an incredible fortune—despite the odds lowering over time, he still earned 100,000 gold spirit coins. For someone of humble origins like him, this was a life-changing windfall—enough to last a lifetime.

Though grateful for Bibi Dong's efforts in the arena, Ye Wen had no intention of seeking her out or forming any connections. He was far too weak, and the karmic weight surrounding Bibi Dong was immense.

Silently expressing his gratitude, Ye Wen disguised himself and prepared to leave.

During this time, news of his massive winnings caught the attention of some individuals. While the upper echelons might have scoffed at such a sum, for lower-tier soul masters, it was an unimaginable fortune.

Though Ye Wen's combat abilities weren't particularly strong, his survival skills were unmatched.

With a cheerful farewell, Ye Wen set off on his journey home. Along the way, powerful soul masters brushed past him, seemingly oblivious to his presence.

"Damn it, where did that brat go? I just saw him heading this way!"

"Damn, if I could just kill that brat, I'd improve my cultivation environment and break through to Soul Sage!"

"That kid must have some kind of soul skill to hide himself, or maybe a special soul-guiding artifact to confuse us. Perhaps he's still in Tian Dou City. But with so many people here, finding him is like looking for a needle in a haystack. It seems we'll have to give up."

Watching the frustrated soul masters, Ye Wen simply smiled inwardly, content to remain an unnoticed passerby as he continued on his way.

Meanwhile, Bibi Dong's identity was fully revealed, marking her rise as a promising new star among soul masters on the continent.

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