svetikya Chapter 11 My name is Yu Han
Chapter 11 My name is Yu Han
dong dong dong...
"Xiao Han, are you up yet? It's time to leave," Qian Mo asked, knocking on the door.
There was no response for a long time.
Qianmo: Sleeping so soundly?
"Xiao Han, wake up, Xiao Han, Xiao..."
"Dad? What's wrong?" Qian Mo was still calling at the door when Qian Yuhan patted him on the back from behind.
"Holy crap!" Qian Mo was startled by Qian Yuhan. "You walk so quietly. How did you get back from outside? Didn't you rest inside last night?"
Qian Yuhan suddenly appeared from behind him, and Qian Mo asked another question in confusion.
"Oh no, I got up a little early today. I just went to the cliff at Wuhun Mountain to cultivate for a while."
Qian Yuhan explained, afraid that Qian Mo would mistakenly think that he hadn't come home all night and had been out fooling around.
Upon hearing Qian Yuhan's words, Qian Mo was shocked: Xiao Han is so diligent?! Good, good, hahaha...
Qian Mo patted Qian Yuhan on the shoulder and said softly, "Good boy, let's go, let's set off!!"
……
Upon reaching the main entrance of the Spirit Hall's Papal Palace, Qian Yuhan saw a white tiger lying in front of the hall. Wasn't this the Dark Winged White Tiger of the Heavenly Might Douluo?
"Dad, is Uncle Tianwei coming with us?"
"Yes, you should sit on his white tiger; it'll be faster that way."
Qian Yuhan strode towards the white tiger, taking three steps at a time, and in one swift motion, he mounted its back. More than anyone else, Qian Yuhan was eager to go to the Heaven Dou Empire. Ever since he could remember, he had always stayed in the Spirit Hall, and he longed for the outside world to explore and have some fun.
"Hurry up, hurry up, Uncle Tianwei, Dad," Qian Yuhan called out to the two of them.
"Wait a moment, Xiao Han, I have something to discuss with the Grand Elder," said the Third Elder, Qingfeng Douluo, who was talking to Qian Mo and Tianwei Douluo. He turned to Qian Yu Han.
Seeing that the three were still exchanging ideas, Qian Yuhan didn't urge them any further.
He flipped the white tiger off, took out a large piece of giant ape meat from the Cold Heart Dragon God Golden Bracelet, carried the meat to the white tiger and put it down, "Little white tiger, you'd better hurry up in a bit, I can't wait, hehehe."
Qian Yuhan rubbed his hands together, looking expectant as he gave Baihu instructions. Baihu seemed to understand what Qian Yuhan was saying and nodded.
……
Ten minutes later, Tianwei Douluo set off with Qian Yuhan.
"Uncle Tianwei, where's my dad?"
"The Grand Master is not coming with us."
In reality, as titled Douluo, flying is generally faster. The higher the level, the less soul power is consumed during flight, and the faster the speed. Qian Mo has always been used to flying directly. His flying speed was too fast, and he was afraid that Qian Yuhan could not handle it. So he had Tianwei Douluo carry Qian Yuhan on his white tiger and fly slowly.
Three or four hours later, the Netherwing White Tiger slowly descended. After disembarking, Qian Yuhan was captivated by the magnificent city gate before her.
Qian Yuhan: What a beautiful city gate! It's twice the size of the one in Wuhun City!
The city gate of Tiandou City is nearly fifty meters high, and the surrounding city walls are also at the same height as the gate. The plaque above the gate has the three large characters "Tiandou City" written in gold paint.
Grand and majestic, each character is written in the style of running script, which makes it even more unrestrained. Running script is not as wild and unrestrained as cursive script, nor as steady and far-reaching as regular script. This highlights the artistic characteristics of running script, which draws on a wide range of opinions and feels like a kind of moderation.
The entire Tian Dou City gate and city wall are painted in white and blue, giving people a pure and comfortable feeling.
"Xiao Han, this is Tian Dou City. Feel free to wander around inside. Take this with you. If you encounter any problems that are difficult to solve, just crush it. I will sense it and come to help you immediately."
Tianwei Douluo patted Qian Yuhan, who was admiring the gates of Tiandou City, and handed him a jade stone with the number "seven" written on it. This was the identity token symbolizing the seventh elder of the Spirit Hall!
"I'll go with the Grand Elder on some business first. We'll return here before sunset, and then we'll go back together," Tianwei Douluo instructed, before disappearing from the spot.
Qian Yuhan had been looking forward to it for a long time, and couldn't wait to pass through the magnificent city gate and enter the city.
"Wow!"
Looking at the bustling scene in the city, the streets were packed with people, shoulder to shoulder. Small vendors along the roadside were calling out their wares—
"A top-grade crystal storage soul tool! Not 998, not 888, only 98! Don't miss out!!"
"The Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Hunting Team is being formed. We're missing two more people, one for control and one for support. Anyone who needs to acquire a ten-thousand-year soul ring, please join us! Soul Emperors and above are welcome to sign up!"
"There's a small auction at the Tiandou Auction House this afternoon. You guys should check it out."
……
Tian Dou Auction?
Hmm, I can go check it out later.
Wait, that's not right. I only brought 100,000 gold soul coins worth of notes. That's not enough. I should have brought Dad's million-dollar notes with me.
Qianmo: ...My goodness, you try making that much money...
"Registration for the Ice God Arena begins today. The participation fee is 1,000 Gold Soul Coins. For each win, you will receive 1% of the bet amount for that match, until you lose. To participate again, you will need to pay 1,000 Gold Soul Coins again... Limited spots available, first come, first served!!"
As expected of the capital of a great empire, they even have gambling matches. The stakes? I don't want to get involved in anything related to gambling…
"Young man, would you like to participate in the Soul Battle?"
"No, I'm just a second-ring Soul Master. If I participate, I'll probably get kicked out," Qian Yuhan said with a wry smile, shaking his head.
"No, no, no, young man, this is a battle between people of the same level. If you participate, you will definitely be matched with opponents of the same level, which means you will be fighting against people with two rings. Why don't you give it a try and treat it as a real combat experience?"
Listening to the explanation from the receptionist shouting outside the Ice God Arena, Qian Yuhan's heart wavered. It wasn't the gambling money; it was the similarly leveled fighting spirits the receptionist had mentioned that had tempted him.
Qianmo had told him that he needed to rely on actual combat to solidify his strength. If his strength improved too quickly and became unstable, his foundation would be unstable, making it difficult to make further breakthroughs later.
“Okay, I’ll sign up—” he said, handing the receptionist 100,000 yuan.
"Give me your change, thank you," Qian Yuhan said with an innocent smile.
Receptionist: One hundred thousand... Haha, one hundred thousand... The registration fee is only one thousand, you, you...
"Please wait a moment." The receptionist forced a smile and then went into the office.
After a few minutes
The receptionist smiled and handed over a check for 99,000 gold soul coins and a number plate.
"Sir, this is your number. We'll call you when the time comes. Your winnings will be automatically credited to your number, and your losses will be automatically frozen. You can bring your number to the service desk to settle your account."
"Uh, Auntie, you don't need to call me sir, my name is Qian Yuhan. Is there a time limit for this?"
Receptionist: ………~@$l& What auntie… Aaaaaaah, I've only just turned eighteen!!!
"No, if you, Yu Han, remain undefeated, this record will remain valid for life. Until..."
"Until this arena goes out of business?" Qian Yuhan looked at the receptionist, appearing quite adorable and innocent.
Receptionist: "...Yes, little one."
The receptionist is now wondering if it was a good thing to lure this child in.
"Little Yu Han, sis! Sis! Let me ask you, how old are you this year?"
"Huh? I just turned eight this year," Qian Yuhan said with a grin.
Receptionist: Oh, so she's only eight years old.
Ok?
! !
You're only eight years old?!