20demayo Chapter 27 Junyi
Chapter 27 Junyi
Chapter 27 Thousand-Pound Ant
Faced with Yang Wudi's question, Yang Podi pondered for a moment before speaking.
"Grandpa, the two of us entered the Sunset Forest without any baggage. It's obvious that the other side is sure that you have a soul tool. Soul tools are usually very valuable, indicating that you have at least some wealth."
"Grandpa led the two of us into the Soul Hunter Forest. They knew Grandpa might have some strength. Just now, they didn't initially intend to attack Grandpa. Their real target was me; they wanted to use me to make Grandpa hesitate."
"Grandpa killed them all just now, probably to prevent them from going out and reporting back to us or something."
"Also, Grandpa just asked me to search their bodies, probably so that I could see blood and understand the cruelty of the Soul Master world."
Hearing this, Yang Wudi nodded: "Not bad, Podi, to understand so much in such a short time is indeed very good."
"Why did I kill five people just now? It wasn't because I was afraid they would inform on me, but because I wanted to tell you a principle: in the world of Soul Masters, if you take action, you must eliminate the root of the problem, otherwise, there will be endless troubles."
"One more thing, did you notice my attack just now? I attacked five people in succession, killing them before they could even make a move against you. Our Soul-Breaking Spear style often emphasizes flexibility and quickly resolving battles. If you want to pursue a pure strength development path, how would you deal with the situation just now?"
"And most importantly, we, the Breaking Clan, are a family of warriors. Every one of us is a born warrior and is not threatened in any way. If you are truly captured by them, my Soul-Shattering Spear will only become more swift and relentless. This is the foundation of the strength of our Breaking Clan and the Soul-Shattering Spear."
Upon hearing this, Yang Podi couldn't help but swallow hard. It seemed that he had truly been living in a comfortable environment, forgetting his family's roots and the cruelty of the world.
"Po Di, think carefully about what I just said. Tell me if you come up with anything."
Then, both of them fell silent.
Yang Podi pondered his grandfather's words. In the original story, only a little over 100 direct descendants of the Po clan remained, but even so, they did not stop fighting against the Spirit Hall. It was precisely because of this fearless and indomitable spirit that his grandfather was able to fight against a Title Douluo with the strength of a Soul Douluo.
Thinking about this, Yang Podi couldn't help but wonder if he could achieve what his grandfather did in the future? Could he possess his grandfather's strength? The Soul-Breaking Spear Technique was developed by the Yang family over generations. Was it really feasible for him to pursue a pure strength path?
Yang Podi pondered this all night, finding it difficult to fall asleep, and eventually he didn't know how he finally drifted off.
The next morning, Yang Podi slowly opened his eyes and was startled to see his grandfather's big face, which seemed to be staring at him intently.
Yang Wudi was speechless for a moment. Was he really that scary? Even his own grandson was terrified.
However, Yang Wudi reverted to his usual kind demeanor: "Podi, I told you so much yesterday, but it was still a bit early for you. But you should still reflect on it."
"Grandpa, I thought about it carefully last night, and I'm still determined to take the pure strength route, no matter how difficult it is."
"Alright, defeat the enemy, Grandpa believes you can succeed. But let me teach you one more lesson: in the Soul Hunter Forest, you must never fall asleep, and you must always be vigilant."
"Okay, Grandpa, I understand." Although Yang Podi said he understood, he couldn't help but complain in his heart: He was only six years old, and he had to rely on his grandfather, who was at the peak of the Soul Saint level, to be on guard. It was too much of a rip-off.
After having some breakfast, the two continued their journey, searching for soul beasts in the Sunset Forest.
Today seems to be a lucky day. I quickly found a decent soul beast. In the distance, I saw a nest, which was clearly the nest of a Thousand-Pound Ant.
Countless ants were moving around the nest, among which one ant appeared to be very large, exceeding seven and a half inches in length, even approaching eight inches.
In any soul beast forest, the Thousand-Pound Ant is a very common soul beast, and there are a great many of them, but most of them are ten-year soul beasts, and those that have broken through a hundred years are relatively rare.
The Thousand-Pound Ant is a spirit beast with extremely tenacious vitality, outstanding physical defense, and exceptional resilience. It also possesses immense strength, far exceeding its physical proportions. Because of this, the Thousand-Pound Ant is highly sought after by all strength-type spirit masters, as it provides an exaggerated boost to their power.
Generally speaking, a Thousand-Pound Ant with ten years of cultivation is about three inches long, with only a pair of saber teeth at its mouth that can bite through hard objects. A Thousand-Pound Ant with a hundred years of cultivation will not exceed six inches in length, and it is only with a thousand years of cultivation that it is possible to grow to a foot. Thousand-Pound Ants that are over a thousand years old are extremely rare and very difficult to find.
The largest ant I've ever heard of is only about one meter long and has a cultivation level of over 30,000 years.
Some time ago, Titan, the patriarch of the Power Clan, broke through to the Soul Douluo level, and the patriarchs of the four major clans went together to hunt for Soul Rings. According to Yang Wudi's description, the 30,000-year-old Thousand-Pound Ant had extremely strong defenses; even he himself had to expend a great deal of effort to break through its defenses. Its strength was also exaggerated, no less than that of an ordinary 70,000- or 80,000-year-old Soul Beast. If Yang Wudi hadn't intervened, even Titan might not have been able to defeat that 30,000-year-old Thousand-Pound Ant.
"Break the enemy! That huge ant is probably over 500 years old, close to 600. What do you think?"
"Grandpa, aren't there any other decent spirit beasts? Thousand-Pound Ant seems a bit lacking in strength. Why don't we look around some more and see if we can find any dragon-type spirit beasts or something?"
Yang Podi couldn't help but complain to himself: He, a transmigrator, actually used an ant as his first soul ring. He felt that it was too low-class.
"Breaking the enemy, you don't understand. For a strength-type Soul Master, the Thousand-Pound Ant is a top-notch item. Even I envy the effects of the Soul Skill on Old Titan's eighth Soul Ring. More importantly, his physical strength has also increased significantly."
After thinking for a moment, Yang Podi finally spoke: "Grandpa, this is the one, the Thousand-Pound Ant. Please help me catch it."
Yang Wudi nodded upon hearing this. He then quickly charged towards the Thousand-Pound Ant swarm. The Soul-Breaking Spear vibrated, sending all the smaller Thousand-Pound Ants flying. He then thrust the spear at the largest Thousand-Pound Ant. With just one thrust, a large wound appeared on the Thousand-Pound Ant, and blood gushed out.
Before the other Thousand-Pound Ants could react, they grabbed the Thousand-Pound Ant and quickly left.
With Yang Wudi's peak Soul Saint strength, dealing with a mere hundred-year-old Soul Beast would be a piece of cake.
After Yang Wudi returned, he didn't linger but quickly left with Yang Podi by the hand. This place was far too close to the Thousand-Pound Ant's nest; to absorb the soul ring, they needed to go further away to prevent any unforeseen events.
(End of this chapter)