Confident Jin Peng
Seeing Du Bu Shi's surprised expression, Jin Peng became even more pleased with himself.
Ever since he changed his mindset, Jin Peng had devoted himself to researching soul tools.
After consulting several soul engineers, he actually managed to create a soul tool in just over a month.
From this point alone, it could be seen that Jin Peng possessed considerable talent in the field of soul tools.
Of course, the reason he progressed so quickly—far surpassing many so-called genius soul engineers—was mainly because of his overwhelming strength. As a level 96 Super Douluo, both his soul power and spiritual power were far beyond those of ordinary low-level soul masters.
Jin Peng waved his hand and said:
"But these things aren't important. After all, a second-level soul tool has no real meaning to me. At best, it's just something interesting to play with."
Du Bu Shi nodded in agreement.
After all, Jin Peng was a Super Douluo. The opponents he faced were at least at the Titled Douluo level.
In battles of that level, first- and second-level soul tools were insignificant—far inferior to a casual strike from him.
However, Du Bu Shi also knew that Jin Peng must have something more important to say.
Sure enough, Jin Peng continued:
"But I have thoroughly figured out those three ninth-level soul tools."
"Oh?"
Hearing this, Du Bu Shi raised his eyebrows and quickly asked:
"Really?"
One had to know that ninth-level soul tools were not only extremely difficult to manufacture, but also extremely difficult to control.
So he was genuinely surprised that Jin Peng had managed to understand all three without any mishaps.
"Of course."
Jin Peng nodded firmly.
"How powerful are they?"
Du Bu Shi asked again.
Looking at Du Bu Shi's questioning expression, Jin Peng suddenly smiled mysteriously and lowered his voice:
"If I equip those three soul tools, I would have the confidence to fight you, Sect Master."
"What?!"
Upon hearing this, Du Bu Shi immediately became displeased. A fierce battle intent rose within him as he said:
"Old Jin, where did you get that confidence from?"
"From those three ninth-level soul tools, of course."
Facing Du Bu Shi's challenge, Jin Peng showed no fear. Instead, he boldly proposed:
"Sect Master, if you don't believe me, we can spar after we return to the sect."
"Hah! As if I'd be afraid of you."
Du Bu Shi naturally had no fear.
But looking at Jin Peng's confidence, a trace of doubt still appeared in his heart.
"Could it be that those three soul tools are truly that powerful? Impossible… I'm a level 98 Super Douluo. This old fellow is still two levels below me."
After reaching the Titled Douluo level, each level represented a massive gap—especially beyond level 95, where the difference was like a chasm.
Although Jin Peng and Du Bu Shi were only two levels apart, in an actual fight, Du Bu Shi could easily suppress him.
Du Bu Shi understood this, and so did Jin Peng.
Yet despite knowing the gap, Jin Peng still spoke with such confidence.
This clearly showed that the power of those three ninth-level soul tools was far from ordinary.
Suddenly, both Du Bu Shi and Jin Peng fell silent at the same time and looked toward the depths of the forest.
The next moment, a figure appeared before them.
This figure stood over three meters tall, with an extremely burly physique. A violent aura radiated from his body, causing the surrounding air to tremble. When Long Aotian and the other younger disciples saw him, they felt an overwhelming pressure, almost suffocating.
"Hmph!"
Du Bu Shi snorted coldly, releasing his aura to counter the pressure from the figure.
Only then did Long Aotian and the others manage to catch their breath.
Even so, their faces remained pale, and their eyes were filled with fear.
"I don't know which soul beast you are in human form, but your behavior is rather rude."
Jin Peng stepped forward, staring coldly at the figure, his tone sharp.
He could tell that the opponent was extremely powerful, and that he would likely lose in a direct confrontation.
But Jin Peng was not afraid—after all, he was not alone.
"I am Xiong Jun."
The massive figure spoke slowly, releasing an even more violent pressure that directly broke through Du Bu Shi's aura.
That's right—the one who had arrived was Xiong Jun, ranked sixth among the Ten Great Ferocious Beasts.
Upon hearing his name, Du Bu Shi, Jin Peng, and the others were all shocked.
After all, Xiong Jun's reputation was well known.
Although he ranked sixth among the ferocious beasts, in terms of pure frontal combat strength within the Star Dou Forest, aside from the Beast God, he was among the strongest.
"You lowly humans—do you deserve my politeness?"
Xiong Jun looked down at them, his eyes filled with disdain.
As a ferocious beast, he had always harbored hostility toward humans.
Hearing this, Du Bu Shi's expression turned cold as he replied:
"Xiong Jun, we are not here to start a war. We've come to take our sect's young master back."
"Your young master? Hah, do you even know—"
Before Xiong Jun could finish speaking, a cold voice suddenly echoed:
"Enough. Bring them here."
Everyone present recognized that voice instantly.
It belonged to Di Tian.
And only Di Tian could suppress someone as arrogant as Xiong Jun.
Realizing his mistake, Xiong Jun's expression darkened. Without another word, he turned and flew deeper into the forest.
Though he said nothing, his meaning was clear—follow him.
Du Bu Shi and Jin Peng exchanged a glance before immediately following.
...
Soon, they arrived at an open area deep within the core region of the Star Dou Forest—a place considered forbidden to humans.
Throughout history, almost no human had ever set foot here.
Of course, there was one exception—Huo Yuhao.
In the clearing stood two figures.
One was Di Tian, and the other was a peerlessly beautiful woman in a green dress—Brigitte.
However, aside from them, Du Bu Shi saw no one else. His brows furrowed.
"Di Tian, where is Yuhao?"
As soon as he spoke, Jin Peng and the others immediately became alert, quietly circulating their soul power.
It seemed as if a battle could break out at any moment.
Seeing this, Xiong Jun's expression turned furious:
"How dare you! Do you want to start a war with us?"
Before Du Bu Shi could respond, Di Tian spoke calmly:
"Silence. Step back. You are not qualified to speak here."
"Di Tian, you—!"
Xiong Jun could no longer tolerate being reprimanded repeatedly, even if it was Di Tian.
But what met him was Di Tian's cold, emotionless vertical gaze.
Left with no choice, Xiong Jun retreated a few steps, though he clearly had no intention of leaving.
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