Godhood Starting from Martial Soul

Chapter 17: Spiritual Power, Bait.

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Zhou Tian carefully examined it.

It turned out that all contractors were anchors of the Infinite Chaos City, like needles embedded in various derivative worlds.

Through their respective means, without causing the collapse of the world, they continuously absorbed the world's origin.

And these powers would be proportionally converted into rewards for the contractors.

The so-called tasks were actually the nodes of the era, the proportion of the source power of Qi Luck, or things beneficial to the world.

Obviously, this world operated on a pattern of exterminating pests.

"But telling the contractors without any reservations, it seems that the Infinite Chaos City doesn't care whether this matter is public or not," Zhou Tian shook his head slightly, not bothering about such things.

At present, he was as weak as a small shrimp, unable to even deal with Tang San in the same world.

"With this platform, my rate of becoming stronger will definitely be faster, but there are also unknowns with Tang San."

Zhou Tian's eyes were filled with a cold light, the memories from before leading him to some speculations.

"Let's complete the tasks first! The extraordinary system of this world seems to involve breathing techniques and the path of ghost blood!"

A few days later,

Zhou Tian arrived in a nearby town and found a temporary residence.

As for money, he borrowed some from kind-hearted people in the society, and he had some funds.

Zhou Tian opened the door, returned to the house, and recalled the information he had gathered.

"Sure enough, the landing location must be the vortex of an event." Zhou Tian sat cross-legged on the floor, squinting his eyes, deep in thought.

According to the information Zhou Tian had gathered, there were multiple cases of disappearances in this small town this month, and the frequency was unusually high.

"No doubt, it should be ghosts." Zhou Tian took out a sword that looked like a samurai sword from the side.

This was bought locally.

Zhou Tian's identity in this world was that of a person fleeing from an ancient country.

His father was a sixth-rank martial officer of the imperial court, trained in martial arts since childhood.

But now that the Qing Dynasty had fallen, leading to the destruction of his family, Zhou Tian, a sixteen-year-old youth, could only escape.

The age of 16 was based on Zhou Tian's appearance, not his real age.

After all, the Douluo Continent was a supernatural world, and after obtaining a soul ring, it would further strengthen soul power and enhance physical development.

Physically, he didn't look like an 11-year-old boy at all; more like a fifteen or sixteen-year-old.

Zhou Tian closed his eyes, sitting quietly on the floor.