Douluo: Two brothers in douluo (completed)

Mastering the Rasengan proved a complex process requiring precise control over spirit power.

For Titan, Niu Gao, and Bai He—Soul Douluo-level powerhouses—it wasn't as difficult as it seemed. Once they grasped the technique's principles, a few failed attempts later, they mastered tree climbing and water-walking exercises. By the second day, they could already perform the Rasengan.

Watching this unfold, Dai Mubai couldn't help but click his tongue in amazement.

It seemed like he had taken the longest to learn the Rasengan himself. If not for divine intervention, who knew how long it would have taken him?

"Could it be… my aptitude is the worst?" Dai Mubai briefly questioned his life choices.

But that wasn't quite true. Titan, Bai He, and Niu Gao were seasoned Soul Douluo experts who had honed their control over spirit power for decades. While they might not control every last bit of their spirit power flawlessly, their mastery was close enough.

Representing the extremes of their respective attributes, how could their control over spirit power be weak?

"Brother Mubai, am I just too dumb? I've been practicing walking on water for so long, but I still can't do it," Bai Chenxiang said, looking up at him with water dripping from her hair.

Dai Mubai's lips curved into a faint smile—until he realized his thoughts were drifting into questionable territory. Shaking his head, he discarded such notions.

"Your spirit power is relatively low. Reaching this point is already impressive," he praised her.

"Take your time. There's no rush."

"Really? But Grandpa, Titan Grandpa, and Niu Gao Grandpa all learned the Rasengan today…" Bai Chenxiang muttered, unconcerned about the water dripping from her hair.

"They're all Soul Douluo-level experts, while you're just a Spirit Grandmaster…"

Bai Chenxiang was currently only at Rank 28. While her talent might be impressive compared to ordinary people, among geniuses, it was decidedly average.

Dai Mubai's blunt remark left her momentarily dejected.

Of course. She was just a Spirit Grandmaster.

The gap between her and Dai Mubai was like heaven and earth.

"How much effort will it take to catch up to Brother Mubai?"

She blushed at the thought of the conversation she'd had with Bai He the night before. According to the rumors, Dai Mubai already had many outstanding women in his life—his fiancée Zhu Zhuqing, the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect's master's daughter, and even Dugu Bo's granddaughter.

Each of these women was already at or above the Spirit Ancestor level, with most now being Spirit King-level experts.

Competing with such exceptional women, Bai Chenxiang felt immense pressure.

But she was determined. Bai He's words had planted a seed, and her natural infatuation had done the rest. From the moment she saw Dai Mubai, she had taken a liking to him.

She resolved to try her best. What if she succeeded?

To be able to spend her life with such a genius, a prodigy, and a legend—what greater blessing could there be?

"Brother Mubai, I'll work hard!" Bai Chenxiang clenched her small fists, her expression firm.

Dai Mubai twitched at her choice of address but decided to let it slide. Being called "Leader" constantly felt equally strange to him.

Another week passed, and Yang Wudi finally arrived.

"Haha! Old Gorilla, Old Rhino, Old White Bird—sorry for the delay! I got held up with something!" Yang Wudi laughed heartily as he entered the reception hall without even glancing at the seating arrangements.

Behind him were two young members of the Po Clan—a girl and a boy, clearly there to observe and learn.

"Hmm???"

Yang Wudi's laughter gradually faded. Something was off about the atmosphere in the Strength Clan's reception hall. Very off.

The three single-attribute clan leaders sat silently, staring at him with knowing smiles. This unnerved Yang Wudi.

"What's going on?"

"Yang Wudi, I am Dai Mubai, Leader of the Spirit Hall. I formally invite you and the Po Clan to join us. Together, we will attack the Clear Sky Clan!"

Yang Wudi: "…"

He glanced at Titan and the others, then back at Dai Mubai, utterly stunned.

"Old Goat, we've already joined the Spirit Hall. You're the last one left!" Titan declared.

"Indeed, Old Goat! Attacking the Clear Sky Clan has been your dream, hasn't it? Join us! Under the Leader's guidance, we'll be unstoppable!"

"Old Goat, even I've joined the Spirit Hall. And trust me, we're serious about attacking the Clear Sky Clan!"

Yang Wudi: "…"

He had intended to refuse outright. But these declarations left him thoroughly flabbergasted.

Dai Mubai???

Wasn't he the prodigy who had shaken the continent during the All-Continent Advanced Spirit Master Academy Elite Tournament? The third prince of the Star Luo Empire? If nothing went wrong, he was destined to become the next Star Luo Emperor.

And now, he'd founded a sect? No, a church?!

The Spirit Hall? The name alone sounded ominous.

How had Dai Mubai managed to convince Titan, Bai He, and Niu Gao to join? Especially Bai He, whose ties to the Clear Sky Clan were no secret?

"Are… are you serious?" Yang Wudi hesitated.

Attacking the Clear Sky Clan?

Joining the Spirit Hall wasn't entirely out of the question. With Dai Mubai's talent, power, and background, it could only benefit the Po Clan.

"Of course we're serious. You're the last piece. Once you agree, we'll pick a date and attack the Clear Sky Clan together!"

The clans were already buzzing about the Spirit Hall's inherited techniques. Many were eager to earn contribution points, knowing that attacking the Clear Sky Clan would yield significant rewards.

"Our Spirit Hall worships the Death God. Sending Clear Sky Clan members to meet the Death God is our sacred duty! Oh, by the way, Old Goat, our leader is the inheritor of the Death God's divine legacy."

"A divine inheritor?" Yang Wudi's eyes lit up.

Following such a figure might give the Po Clan a chance to reach the Titled Douluo level—or even ascend to godhood.

Even if the odds were slim, it was worth the risk!

Even if godhood wasn't attainable, having a divine figure behind them could elevate the Spirit Hall to rival the likes of the Spirit Hall itself.

With that thought, Yang Wudi knelt on one knee before Dai Mubai, cupping his hands.

"Yang Wudi greets the leader!"

The two younger members of the Po Clan quickly followed suit, kneeling and cupping their hands.

Dai Mubai was slightly taken aback by Yang Wudi's decisiveness. It was a pity he'd already gifted the Delicate Fragrant Immortal Herb to Ning Fengzhi; otherwise, it would have been perfect for Yang Wudi.

"Please rise. With the addition of the Po Clan, our Spirit Hall is truly like a tiger with wings!" Dai Mubai declared.

Niu Gao and Bai He froze at those words.

Why did that sound so familiar?

The two sank into deep thought.

End of Chapter