Chapter 7: A Special Underground World

Wu Qi stopped in his tracks, "First, I never use the name of an elder to go around causing trouble."

"You may have a strong talent to be able to obtain your first Soul Ring at this age, but that is no reason to bully your classmates."

"Second, as for your strength, I do not hold it in high regard, and I have no interest in sparring with you."

"You!"

Qiangu Changkong was furious, his Coiling Dragon Staff martial soul appearing in his hand.

"First Soul Skill, Coiling Dragon Blazing Flame."

The Coiling Dragon Staff martial soul was enveloped in a ball of flames, adding fire-attribute attack capabilities. At the same time, the muscles on Qiangu Changkong's arms bulged slightly.

It was clear that this soul skill also had a strength bonus.

As expected of a direct descendant of the Thousand Armies and Demon Subduing Douluos, the perfect characteristics of the martial soul were all concentrated in him.

Wu Qi leaped, spreading his Qingluan wings behind him, and hovered in mid-air.

The Qingluan Spirit is not something that can be compared to that common chicken of Ma Hongjun's; even without obtaining a Soul Ring, it still possesses the ability to fly.

The martial soul hovered behind him, emitting bursts of phoenix cries.

Within the roar of the martial soul, there was a hint of sonic attack, causing the opponent's mind to become dazed.

Wu Qi thought to himself, is this what Master mentioned, the inherent abilities of a martial soul?

The Qingluan Spirit can manipulate sound waves and use the wind to attack; although there are no sound-wave-type soul skills, the martial soul's innate abilities are enough to suppress the opponent!

Qiangu Changkong shook his head, steadied his mind, and brandished the long staff in his hand.

Red stars overflowed from the Coiling Dragon Staff, and a sea of fire gradually formed, intending to force the opponent down by passing through the sea of fire.

"The tactic is not bad." Wu Qi nodded slightly.

Ordinary children are basically helpless when facing flying-type Spirit Masters.

Qiangu Changkong utilized the strengths of his martial soul, using flames to seal off his retreat. Such adaptability is worthy of being the grandson of the Thousand Armies Douluo.

However, without powerful anti-air means, a flying-type Spirit Master can toy with a ground-dwelling chicken at will.

Wu Qi dove downward, and when the Qingluan Spirit sprinted, its speed was incredibly fast.

The moment he landed, Wu Qi grabbed Qiangu Changkong's arm, flapping his wings rapidly to cushion the momentum of the landing while dragging the other person into the air.

"Ahhh!"

The Coiling Dragon Staff in Qiangu Changkong's hand disappeared, and he was nervous to the extreme.

He had never flown in the sky before; with no ground beneath his feet, he felt extremely insecure. At the same time, the panic caused him to struggle like a madman.

"You are only a level 12 Spirit Master; if you fall from this height, you will surely die," Wu Qi said indifferently.

Qiangu Changkong begged for mercy repeatedly: "Big brother, I was wrong, please let me go, I'm afraid of heights..."

"Don't come bother me again, understand?"

Qiangu Changkong nodded repeatedly, like a chick pecking at rice.

Landing back on the ground, his nervous emotions gradually eased.

He still wanted to find trouble with Wu Qi, but remembering the experience just now, he could only give up resentfully.

Wu Qi ignored him and turned to walk toward the academy's library.

In recent days, he had been researching types of Soul Beasts.

Searching for the species of that little deer was just a bit of fun for him amidst the tedious studies.

If he found it, he would gain a sense of accomplishment; even if he didn't, he would still have learned about many types of Soul Beasts, wouldn't he?

In the theoretical circles of Douluo Dalu, Soul Beasts are divided into many categories based on habits, living areas, and many other factors.

Wu Qi preferred regional classification, such as which Soul Beasts would be found in swamps, snowfields, or forests.

When hunting for souls, knowing what kind of area the required Soul Beast lives in often yields twice the result with half the effort.

He opened the book and continued reading from where he left off yesterday.

"Special classification, it should be quite niche."

Special classification means the environment in which the Soul Beast lives is so unique that there is no clear category.

Among them, the first page introduced Soul Beasts living in caves.

This cave does not refer to ordinary caves, but that kind of underground ecological environment.

After reading several pages, a type of Soul Beast caught his attention—the Poisonous Flash-Horned Deer.

There were hand-drawn pictures in the book, depicting an adult individual.

The Poisonous Flash-Horned Deer has a pair of glowing horns on its head, which has similarities to the Soul Beast seen in the manor.

However, this type of Soul Beast is not inherently poisonous itself; rather, it can provide warnings for poisons, and after being poisoned, its blood can even be used to detoxify.

"Is it that magical?" Wu Qi became interested.

Looking closely, he found that there was very little information on this type of Soul Beast, and it was noted at the end that the discoverer was the Qingluan Douluo.

The Primary Soul Master Academy branch is full of children.

No child likes to read these theoretical books, so he was the only one in the library, with no one to disturb him.

Wu Qi was immersed in the ocean of knowledge, forgetting the time.

Until late at night, a large hand patted his shoulder gently.

Turning around to look, the person who came was none other than the Qingluan Douluo.

Since enrolling a month ago, this was the first time the other party had appeared.

Wu Qi greeted him and hurriedly turned the book in his hand to the page about the Poisonous Flash-Horned Deer.

"Master, what exactly is the situation with this kind of deer, and where is that underground world where it lives?"

Qingluan Douluo suddenly smiled.

Wu Qi's constant absorption of knowledge was, however, beyond his expectations.

For a child, being able to give up play to study with an open mind is truly rare.

"That is a place I accidentally entered back then."

As he spoke, he patted Wu Qi on the back, "Let's go, we can talk while we walk."

About a hundred years ago, when Qingluan Douluo was still just a Soul Elder, he was ambushed during a trial and chased by enemies into a mountain hollow; in order to survive, he kept going deeper inside.

Eventually, he was struck by falling rocks and dropped into an underground cavern.

When he woke up, the pursuers behind him were gone, and the only living creature beside him was that young highly venomous Flash-Horned Deer.

Qingluan Douluo did not know much about this kind of Soul Beast, and after bringing the little fellow back to raise for a hundred years, its size still had not grown.

Come to think of it, it is already a hundred-year Soul Beast, but it seems to still be in its juvenile stage.

Researching a type of Soul Beast often requires the successive efforts of dozens of generations, so Qingluan Douluo can only be considered to have made a start.

Specific data on the highly venomous Flash-Horned Deer still requires continuous research by future generations.

Wu Qi could not help but ask, "Master, what kind of place is the underground world you mentioned?"

Qingluan Douluo sighed, "Fifty years ago, your Grandpa Qian went in to investigate; it looks like the place where some unknown powerhouse passed away, and quite a few treasures are scattered within. But it seems that place strongly rejects high-level Spirit Masters."

"Later, I went in as well and clearly felt a certain suppression. The treasures there seem to be prepared for the new generation of Spirit Masters."

"Over these past fifty years, the Hall has organized nearly ten teams of genius Spirit Masters to go in and explore, but very few ended up coming out alive."

"You know Ghost Leopard Douluo, right? He went in back then, and the benefits he obtained allowed him, with his innate level six soul power, to successfully break through to Title Douluo."

"I didn't tell you because I didn't want you to take the risk. The opportunities there are indeed tempting, but too few people can come out alive."

There are many treasure lands on Douluo Dalu; could this place be a treasure land not inferior to the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well?

Watching his reaction, Qingluan Douluo knitted his brows, "You are not lacking in resources, you must not go there to take risks!"

(End of this chapter)