BTTH : From Humble Beginnings to Dou Di

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”Soul bags!”

Seeing the scene before him, Lin Feng was momentarily stunned, but quickly realized what he was looking at and exclaimed in delight.

Overjoyed, he hurriedly sealed the opening of the bag to prevent any souls from escaping.

”The souls Protector Kong collected are more than enough for me to break through to a seventh-tier alchemist.”

After inspecting each of the soul bags one by one, the smile on Lin Feng’s face grew even brighter.

By his estimation, the total number of souls in these bags should be around fifty thousand.

Among them, seventy percent were Snake-People, while the remaining thirty percent were humans.

Judging by the quantity, Protector Kong must have already handed over one batch of souls before he was captured by Tian Huo Zun Zhe.

Otherwise, with the consecutive wars between the Snake-People and the two great empires, coupled with the large-scale slaughter…

The death toll must have reached at least several hundred thousand—how could there only be a mere few tens of thousands of souls?

”You lucky brat. To think you directly gained tens of thousands of souls this time. Most of them may be weak, but it’s still enough for your soul to advance to a seventh-tier alchemist.”

Tian Huo Zun Zhe had appeared beside Lin Feng at some unknown point, his tone tinged with envy as he looked at the soul bags in Lin Feng’s hands.

Back then, all the souls he refined were painstakingly collected one by one.

But Lin Feng had now killed just one person and obtained tens of thousands of souls in one go.

Even if the quality was poor, it was still enough to stir envy.

Looking at the faint, nearly translucent figure of the elderly man, Lin Feng smiled and said, ”Elder Yao, you came out to borrow my Fallen Heart Flame to refine that Protector, didn’t you?”

”Exactly. A few days ago, I consumed nearly eighty percent of my soul power to capture that Protector. If I don’t replenish it soon, I’ll be in serious danger,” Tian Huo Zun Zhe replied with a bitter expression, sensing the current strength of his soul.

However, thinking of the benefits from absorbing that Protector, a hint of joy surfaced in his tone again.

”Here you go.”

Without hesitation, Lin Feng split off a portion of the formless flame and flung it toward the elder.

”Heh heh, I’ll return it in a few days.”

With those words, Tian Huo Zun Zhe manipulated the snow-white storage ring and disappeared from Lin Feng’s view.

Lin Feng, meanwhile, continued sorting through Protector Kong’s storage ring.

”Huh, I didn’t expect Protector Kong to possess such a soundwave Dou Technique.”

Looking at the black scroll now unfurled in his hands, Lin Feng’s expression was one of astonishment.

He suddenly recalled that in the original story, Han Feng had also used this Low-Grade Earth Class soundwave Dou Technique.

It seemed likely that the original Han Feng, after devouring Protector Xuan’s soul, had gained access to the techniques that Protector Xuan once knew.

All of a sudden, Lin Feng remembered something from the original: except for Protector Tie, who was swiftly defeated, all the Hall of Souls Protectors seemed to possess their own trump cards.

Like Protector Wu’s ”All of Nature: Funeral of Souls”, and Protector Xuan’s ”Devouring Soul Array” and ”Soul Chant”.

Although unleashing these trump cards required a massive expenditure of soul power, their raw power was considerable.

They were even capable of allowing someone at the Dou Zong level to defeat others several star ranks higher.

If the enemy didn’t possess rare heavenly or earthly treasures that could restrain souls, they would have no way of escaping.

Given time, Lin Feng figured he could collect more of these kinds of Dou Techniques for his own use.

”If I hadn’t urged Tian Huo Zun Zhe to end the fight quickly earlier, we might have had another full-scale battle on our hands.”

After a while, Lin Feng recalled the recent battle and murmured to himself with a hint of lingering fear.

Then, he stored away the Low-Grade Earth Class soundwave Dou Technique called ”Soul Chant” into his Serene Sea Storage Ring.

”Huh, isn’t this the secret art from the original story—the one Protector Wu used to forcibly help the Yun Lan Sect’s people break through?”

He picked up another scroll and, after glancing at it briefly, remarked with some surprise.

Driven by curiosity, he continued reading.

”Not bad. I didn’t expect this Protector Kong to have such a secret art as well. Looks like these things are standard issue for Earth-Grade Protectors.”

After reading through the secret art scroll, Lin Feng gently closed it and murmured with a light chuckle.

He recalled the classification of Hall of Souls’s Protectors: Low-level Dou Zong were Human-Grade, Mid-level were Earth-Grade, and High-level were Heaven-Grade.

Protector Kong’s strength wasn’t far off from Mo Tianxing or Elder Ying Shan, likely placing him around the Four-Star Dou Zong level.

By that standard, he too was an Earth-Grade Protector.

Lin Feng then carefully placed the scroll into his storage ring.

Though he personally wouldn’t dare use such a secret art to forcibly break through to a higher realm, it would be an excellent choice for his subordinates.

Not only could it drastically enhance their strength, but it would also grant him control over their life and death.

In the Black-Corner Region, even a High-Grade Earth Class technique wouldn’t be enough to trade for a secret art like this.

The only downside was that using this secret art consumed soul power as its fuel, which made Lin Feng feel a little reluctant.

”These wings from a Rank 7 flying magic beast… Could they have been prepared by Protector Kong as payment for Yan Luotian?”

As he neared the end of sorting through the items, Lin Feng stared at the enormous wings—each over six meters long—and felt almost numb from the overwhelming joy.

This battle in the Tagore Desert had yielded far more than he had anticipated.

Before this, even if he wanted to kill a low-level Dou Zong, he would have to endure considerable injuries.

But now, after strengthening himself with all these gains, he could face a low-level Dou Zong with relative ease.

Once the excitement subsided, Lin Feng remembered that Tian Huo Zun Zhe still needed time to refine that Protector.

So, he took out the scroll for the soundwave Dou Technique named ”Soul Chant”, intending to cultivate it as a replacement for his previous Black Class soundwave technique.

After all, the gap between Black Class and Earth Class was self-evident.

A few days later.

Once Tian Huo Zun Zhe returned, Lin Feng brought Medusa along to meet with the four elders of the Snake-People Clan.

There, Medusa revealed her pregnancy to them and requested the prescription for the necessary medicine.

”What?!”

”Medusa, you… you’re already pregnant?”

The sudden announcement left all four elders utterly stunned.

They had long suspected that Medusa and Lin Feng shared an unusual relationship—but they hadn’t expected things to have progressed that far.

”Yes.”

After a brief moment of silence, the Second Elder slowly spoke, ”According to the unspoken traditions passed down by every generation of Medusa Queens, the Queen’s husband must be stronger than she is. Master Lin Feng, while your alchemy skills are unmatched, Medusa cannot compare in that regard… but when it comes to combat strength, you still…”

”On the Dou Qi Continent, strength reigns supreme. Since that’s the case, why don’t you elders each fight him? Whoever wins, their word shall be followed. How about that?”

Before the elder could finish, Medusa immediately cut in with a cold rebuttal.

”Uh… Your Majesty, this is the prescription for the seventh-tier medicinal pill—Heavenly Soul Blood Bone Pill. Please take it. Don’t delay the child’s wellbeing. Just… remember to return it afterward,” the First Elder said, sensing the tension and quickly pulling out an ancient-looking scroll.

She had to be pragmatic.

After all, Lin Feng wasn’t someone to be trifled with.

Not to mention, just yesterday, he had slain a Two-Star Dou Zong.

How could a few old women like them withstand that kind of power?

And considering Medusa was clearly siding with him now, it was better to hand over the prescription willingly than risk another round of beatings.

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