Douluo will die if he doesn't try his best

As night falls, a spark of fire ignites in the small village, adding warmth and direction in this extremely dark place.

Ai Ye's mother, Ding Ling, was busy at home. Ai Ye lamented more than once that his unreliable father saved Douluo Continent in his previous life, so he married such a gentle and virtuous wife, right?He often complained about his cheap father, but he couldn't bring himself to complain about his mother.

At this time, a figure in the distance slowly walked towards the wooden house. After being together for so long, Ai Ye could recognize it at a glance. It was his cheap father who had returned.

Before anyone arrived, the voice came first: "Ye'er, your father is back, are you happy?"

Ai Ye, who originally wanted to express concern, heard this, a black line appeared on his forehead, and swallowed the words of concern: "What I am more concerned about is, how was your harvest today?"

"Not bad, I caught two rabbits that are more than ten years old." Ai Hao didn't care about Ai Ye's words at all. To be honest, he was already fully aware of his son's poisonous-mouthed and hot-hearted character. After all, he inherited it from himself. Well!

"Two rabbits? Your hunting skills are getting worse and worse!"

"This is luck, bad luck." Ai Hao retorted unhappily: "Whether it's hunting or finding a suitable soul ring, it all depends on luck. Boy, can you hunt?"

"Blow, keep blowing." Ai Ye expressed contempt: "Don't think you can fool me because I have never been a hunter. The basic skill of a hunter is to be able to judge the range of activities of the prey through a series of traces of its life, so as to achieve accurate hunting. the goal of."

"Where did you learn this?" Ai Hao looked confused and touched her nose in embarrassment.

Indeed, he was not a qualified hunter. In fact, there were no so-called hunters in their village at all.Because in this world, apart from the livestock raised by oneself, there are basically not many wild beasts, only spirit beasts.

But soul beasts, even those that have been around for more than ten years, cannot be hunted by ordinary people. Therefore, the hunters in this world are generally soul masters with little talent. No, to be precise, they are soul masters. , not even a soul master, because soul masters can go to Wuhun Hall to receive subsidies, and there is no need to hunt for a living.

"Okay, let's get down to business." Ai Hao's expression became serious: "Have you finished your homework for today?"

"It's been done a long time ago, and you still need to tell me?" Ai Ye rolled his eyes.

Ai Hao became serious. Although he would not joke again, apart from training and research, the only entertainment they had was bickering.

In the entire village, there was no barrier between the two of them in talking to each other. Others, even the village elders, subconsciously respected mugwort when they saw her. Do you quarrel?Never thought about it.

And Ai Ye's mother, Ding Ling, is not someone who would quarrel with Ai Hao.

"That's good." Ai Hao was very pleased. Apart from his somewhat poisonous mouth, his son didn't seem to have any other serious shortcomings. Unlike himself, who had his family worried when he was a child: "Your The Light Spirit Step should have reached its bottleneck now, right? After the martial soul awakens, I will teach you the subsequent cultivation methods. The subsequent cultivation methods must be coordinated with the cultivation of the martial soul and soul power."

"Grandpa came here today and said that the awakening of the martial spirit will be in ten days."

"Ten days later?" Ai Hao was stunned for a few seconds and then said, "Okay, I'll go with you then. Let's go! Go in and ask your mother to cook rabbit meat for you, and then you can give it to your grandpa by the way." Bring some with you.”

"okay."

Ai Ye was so happy that he jumped off the big stone at the door, took a rabbit body from Ai Hao's hand, and ran out.

"Hey..." Ai Hao originally wanted to say something, but when he saw Ai Ye's back running away, he couldn't help but shake his head.

The village chief usually lives alone, and a rabbit is indeed too much for him. The size of the spirit beast is much larger than that of ordinary beasts.But think about it, with the good nature of the village elder, he would probably give some of the money to some of the more difficult villagers, and leave a share for Ai Ye. This rabbit is really not too much.

......

In the blink of an eye, ten days passed with some people nervous, anxious and expecting.

This morning, Ai Ye finished his morning meditation and morning jogging, which were his daily compulsory courses. Ai Ye knew very well that no matter what direction he was a soul master, his body was always the most important.

If he wasn't too young now and was afraid of any sequelae in the future, maybe his training intensity would be even greater.Therefore, his current efforts to strengthen his body are limited to eating soul beast meat, taking herbal baths, and maintaining a moderate amount of exercise.

As soon as he got home, his mother, Ding Ling, prepared breakfast and waited for her to come back. During the breakfast, her father just gave some instructions about the awakening of the martial spirit, and then fell silent.

After that, he changed his clothes and followed Ai Ye and the old man to the entrance of the Wuhun Branch Hall in the center of the village.

Sunset Village is just a small village, and this Wuhun Branch Hall is just a larger wooden house. There are already some children and villagers waiting here.

When they saw Ai Hao coming, they all said hello respectfully, and Ai Hao responded one by one with a smile.

This is true respect. In the eyes of the villagers, it is because of the blessing of this soul master that Sunset Village will not be invaded by soul beasts. What's more, mugwort occasionally uses the village chief to distribute some to them. Soul beast meat, this makes them respect mugwort from the bottom of their hearts.

Among them, a somewhat stout middle-aged man standing at the entrance of Wuhun Hall saw the villagers paying respect to a person.He couldn't help but look over, and was stunned for a moment, looking very surprised.

He didn't expect that there would be a soul master in this small place.

However, in his eyes, mugwort is definitely just a soul warrior who is no more than level ten, otherwise he wouldn't be living in a place like this. What's the point of living in such a ravine?

While the middle-aged man was sizing up Ai Hao, Ai Hao was also sizing up the envoy of the Wuhun Palace. He had a fat figure and a naive look. He wore the exclusive white uniform of the Wuhun Palace. In the center of his chest, there was a fist-sized The word "soul" looks quite happy.

There is also a badge engraved with three crossed swords on the left chest. Both Ai Hao and the village elders know that this is a battle spirit master of more than 20 levels.

Ai Ye has seen this person from the Wuhun Palace awakening the Wuhun a few times, and also knows his name, but because of this, he can't help but curl his lips now that he is too ambitious. He is so old, but he is still in his 20s, I guess. There is not much hope in the road ahead, so I can only make ends meet by being a member of Wuhun Palace.

It’s no wonder that he was sent to such a small village that was almost isolated from the world to awaken his martial spirit. He couldn’t compete with others, so he had to come to a place where others didn’t want to come.