Within her spiritual sea of consciousness, golden spiritual chains bound Ah Yin's remnant soul tightly to the center of the void, rendering it unable to move.
Standing atop his own spiritual world, Lin Chen's piercing divine eyes were as cold as knives as he stared directly at the fragile yet still resentful blue silver remnant soul before him, his killing intent sweeping out without any concealment.
He never allowed any alien beings to reside in his spiritual sea, let alone an enemy who had once tried to turn against him and seize his soul. With just a thought, he could unleash his spiritual power to completely crush Ah Yin's remnant soul, eliminating any future threat.
But just as his killing intent was about to strike, Lin Chen suddenly stopped.
He looked into Ah Yin's blue-green eyes, which were filled with hatred and resentment, and a cold calculation flashed through his mind.
Killing her would certainly be a clean and efficient solution.
But keeping her will be of greater use.
Lin Chen slowly suppressed his killing intent, his tone as calm as if he were stating something insignificant, each word striking Ah Yin's heart like a hammer blow:
Do you really think that everything you risked your life to protect and silently sacrificed was meaningful?
Ah Yin's remnant soul trembled, and she shouted sharply, "What do you know! Tang Hao and I are deeply in love, and my son Tang San is a genius beyond compare—"
"Deep affection? A prodigy?"
Lin Chen scoffed, his voice icy and piercing, bluntly slapping the truth in her face:
"Tang Hao never loved you; he loved the bloodline and talent of the 100,000-year-old Blue Silver Emperor. After your sacrifice, he became an alcoholic and decadent, living in seclusion for many years. He seemed affectionate, but in reality, he was just escaping his cowardice and failures of the past. Tang San, the son you cherish so much, was never your child in the true sense of the word."
"He comes from another world, his soul does not belong to this world, and there is not a trace of your bloodline warmth in his bones. The path he walks, the skills he cultivates, and the people he thinks of have nothing to do with you."
"You sacrificed everything to protect nothing more than a foreign soul that has taken over your son's body, and you love only a man who uses your bloodline."
"Your entire life, from beginning to end, is a joke."
Every word was like a sharp knife tempered in the soul, piercing the very essence of Ah Yin's remnant soul.
The resentment on her face froze instantly, replaced by utter bewilderment, panic, and a deep-seated self-doubt.
"No...it's impossible...you're lying to me..."
She muttered to herself, her remnant soul shaking violently, the originally warm blue-silver aura dimmed, and she was on the verge of collapse.
The beliefs she held dear throughout her life, the faith she had given everything for, were utterly crushed by Lin Chen's single sentence at this moment.
Lin Chen looked at her distraught appearance without a trace of pity in his eyes.
He couldn't be bothered to look at this pathetic and pitiful remnant soul any longer. He simply raised his hand, reinforced the mental chains, and suppressed her in a corner of his spiritual sea, completely severing all contact.
From now on, Ah Yin will only be a prisoner in his cage, a bargaining chip used to control Tang Hao.
Having resolved the matter of the remnant soul, Lin Chen completely regained his composure, ignoring Ah Yin's self-doubt, and began to calmly organize all the gains from this trip.
First, there was the soul bone of Ah Yin, which was stolen from the underground of Holy Soul Village. Although Ah Yin eventually absorbed it himself, it also allowed him to successfully hunt down the 100,000-year-old Blue Silver Emperor and obtain an evolving soul ring with a maximum age of 150,000 years, whose potential far surpasses any other soul ring on the continent.
In addition, the external soul bone that his soul ring exploded was the Blue Silver Wings. The wings were azure blue and shimmering with light. Blue light spread out from his back, and a pair of translucent wings woven from fine blue silver emperor petals trembled gently. The tips of the wings were tinged with faint golden patterns, making them beautiful and full of vitality.
It has two skills:
-Active Skill: Silver Emperor Skybreaker: Ultimate flight speed far exceeding that of other Soul Masters of the same level, and can slightly conceal one's presence when hidden among vegetation.
- Passive Skill: All Trees Heal Themselves: As long as you are in a place with life, your injuries will continue to heal quickly, and your soul power will be slowly replenished.
What made Lin Chen's eyes light up even more was—
This soul bone also carries a trace of pure Blue Silver Emperor bloodline.
His Blue Silver Grass martial soul, which was originally regarded as useless by the world, was now trembling gently in his dantian, and had actually laid the foundation for transforming into the Blue Silver Emperor. He only needed the right opportunity and a soul ring to be completely reborn.
"Three useless martial souls?"
Lin Chen's lips curled up slightly.
"Soon, the entire continent will know what it truly means to defy fate and change one's destiny."
He stood up, brushed the dust off his clothes, and mentally reviewed everything about himself:
-Space Ring, Northern Darkness Divine Art, Illusion-Piercing Divine Eye, Vajra Indestructible Body
-Coordinates of all treasure lands, dragon tombs, and Yin-Yang Wells on the mainland
- Mature Three-Soul Core Cultivation Method
-A Silver Soul Ring that can evolve to
-External Soul Bone: Blue Silver Wings (Flight + Self-Healing)
-Blue Silver Emperor bloodline, Blue Silver Grass can evolve into Blue Silver Emperor.
Each and every one of these events is enough to shake the entire Douluo Continent.
Within her spiritual sea, Ah Yin's remnant soul remained suppressed in a corner, trapped in deep self-doubt, utterly powerless to resist.
Lin Chen ignored her and turned to walk out of the dense forest.
Night had fallen, and the sky was beginning to lighten with the first light of dawn.
He was not in a hurry to return to Nottingham.
Firstly, he had already taken leave to come out, so he had plenty of time;
Secondly, Tang Hao must be feeling uneasy right now, and if he returns to Notting Academy, they are very likely to bump into each other and his identity will be exposed.
The safest option is actually—
Return to Holy Soul Village.
There is the old village chief, his memories of when he first awakened his martial spirit, and the most unassuming tranquility.
Even if Tang Hao was insane, he never imagined that after killing his wife and seizing the ring, he would dare to return to his starting point and lie low.
Lin Chen slowed his pace and walked unhurriedly along the forest path toward the quiet little village.
"Let's go see the old village chief first."
A faint warmth flickered in his eyes, but he quickly regained his composure.
"Once the storm has passed, that will be the time for my true rise."
Ahead, the outline of Holy Soul Village was slowly emerging from the morning mist.
After spending a few days in Holy Soul Village, Lin Chen confirmed that Tang Hao had not found any clues and had completely stabilized his own cultivation before bidding farewell to the old village chief and leisurely returning to Notting Academy.
As soon as I stepped into the academy gate, a pretty and agile figure rushed towards me.
"Lin Chen! You're finally back! I thought something had happened to you!"
Xiao Wu took his arm, rested her head affectionately on his shoulder, and spoke with a tone full of dependence and joy. She was already close to Lin Chen, and after not seeing him for a few days, she was even more clingy.
This scene was witnessed by Tang San, who was not far away.
Tang San's face instantly darkened, a strong sense of dissatisfaction and jealousy flashing in his eyes. He strode forward, about to pull Xiao Wu away, his gaze towards Lin Chen filled with contempt and mockery.
"Lin Chen, you're nothing but a piece of trash with three useless martial souls: Blue Silver Grass, Black Iron Hammer, and Luo Sanpao. Do you even deserve Xiao Wu treating you so well?"
Tang San's tone was harsh and full of disdain: "Even if you've been away for a few days, what future can you have? A useless spirit is a useless spirit. You'll only ever be a low-level spirit master, not even worthy of carrying my shoes!"
He had a high opinion of himself, was carefully taught by a master, and was confident in his dual martial souls, so he didn't take Lin Chen seriously at all.
Lin Chen gently patted Xiao Wu's hand, signaling her to step back, then looked up at Tang San with a cold smile on his lips.
"Want to fight?"
"That's exactly what I meant!" Tang San's eyes flashed. "Today I'll make you face reality: a piece of trash will always be a piece of trash!"
Before he finished speaking, Tang San's yellow hundred-year spirit ring suddenly lit up, and he instantly released his Blue Silver Grass martial spirit, ready to teach Lin Chen a lesson.
But the next second—
Buzz!
An aura far more profound and powerful than that of a hundred-year-old soul ring erupted from Lin Chen!
purple!
A deep, dazzling purple thousand-year soul ring slowly rose from beneath his feet, encircling his body with shimmering light and an astonishing aura!
The first spirit ring in a millennium!
The entire room fell silent.
Tang San's arrogant expression froze instantly. His eyes widened in disbelief, his outstretched hand hovered in mid-air, and he was completely dumbfounded.
"A thousand-year spirit ring?! That's impossible! How could your first spirit ring be a thousand-year one!"
He screamed, completely shattering his understanding.
Just then, Grandmaster Yu Xiaogang arrived after hearing the news. When he saw the real purple thousand-year soul ring at Lin Chen's feet, he was struck dumb, his body trembled violently, and his eyes behind his glasses were filled with shock and absurdity.
"Absurd! Utterly absurd!"
The master roared in a hoarse voice, "The limit for the first spirit ring is one hundred years! How could you absorb a thousand-year spirit ring and still survive! This violates all the theories of spirit masters! Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"
He devoted his life to studying the theory of Soul Masters, but he had never seen or even imagined that anyone could break the limit with their first Soul Ring and absorb a thousand-year Soul Ring!
Seeing the two of them so shocked they lost their composure, Lin Chen sneered, his voice cold and mocking, echoing throughout the room.
"Impossible? In your eyes, Blue Silver Grass is nothing but trash, only good for control, not even qualified to absorb a thousand-year soul ring, right?"
He stepped forward, the golden light of his Eye of Truth flashing faintly, his gaze sweeping over Tang San, whose face was deathly pale, and the horrified Grandmaster.
"You know nothing about the true potential and true path of Blue Silver Grass, yet you dare to shamelessly call me trash?"
"They can't even see through the essence of martial spirits, yet they're complacent with a bunch of outdated theories."
"Now tell me—who is the real loser?"
One sentence, like a heavy hammer, struck Tang San and Master Shi's hearts hard.
The two men's faces turned pale and then red, speechless, filled with shame and shock, unable to utter a single word in rebuttal.
Xiao Wu stood to the side, her eyes sparkling with admiration as she looked at Lin Chen, almost jumping for joy.
Lin Chen simply stared coldly at the two people in front of him, his heart completely unmoved.
Upon hearing Lin Chen call him a piece of trash, Tang San's eyes narrowed instantly. His first spirit ring lit up quietly, and Blue Silver Grass shot out like a venomous snake, coiling around Lin Chen's limbs. It was his first spirit skill, Entanglement!
With the aid of the Jade Hand and the Ghostly Shadow Steps, Tang San's attacks were steady and cunning, showcasing his genius.
The onlookers gasped in surprise, all thinking that Lin Chen would be tightly bound and defeated in the next second.
However--
Lin Chen remained still, his Vajra Indestructible Body silently activated, and a barely perceptible golden light emanated from beneath his skin.
Facing the whistling blue silver grass, he neither dodged nor avoided, relying solely on his physical strength to throw a punch!
There were no soul skills, no soul power bursts, and not even a martial soul was revealed.
Pure physical strength!
"Bang--"
A muffled thud.
Tang San's prized Blue Silver Grass shattered into countless points of light under Lin Chen's punch!
Tang San's expression changed drastically, and he hurriedly retreated, using the Ghost Shadow Step to its fullest extent, trying to find an opening. But Lin Chen was faster. With the Northern Darkness Divine Art activated, his figure arrived in an instant like a ghost, and his palm lightly pressed on Tang San's shoulder.
It lacked violent force, but possessed a strange suction power that instantly stripped Tang San of all his soul power.
Tang San felt his body go limp, lost his balance, and stumbled to the ground.
One move.
Just one move.
Lin Chen defeated Tang San, the undisputed number one genius of Notting Academy, without using any soul skills or even going all out!
The entire room fell silent.
Everyone stared wide-eyed, their faces filled with disbelief.
At the very moment the outcome was decided, within Lin Chen's dantian, the three martial souls simultaneously trembled slightly, quietly revealing their initial forms:
The frail Blue Silver Grass, the clumsy Black Iron Hammer, and the ugly Luo Sanpao.
The three useless martial souls were revealed without any attempt to conceal them.
At that very moment, a hidden aura suddenly solidified within the shadows of Notting College's outer wall.
Tang Hao.
He had been secretly protecting Tang San all along, and had witnessed the battle just now. He also clearly saw Lin Chen's revealed martial soul.
Those cloudy yet sharp eyes instantly locked onto Lin Chen.
It's him!
That aura, that eerie physical strength, that terrifyingly calm demeanor…
He looks exactly like the boy who chased us in the Star Dou Great Forest that day!
Tang Hao's grip on the hammer tightened suddenly, his overwhelming killing intent almost bursting through his concealment.
But the next second, his gaze fell on Lin Chen's three useless martial souls, and his killing intent suddenly froze.
Blue Silver Grass, Black Iron Hammer, Luo Sanpao...
They are all the lowest-level, most useless, and worthless martial spirits on the mainland.
How could someone like that be the ruthless person who dared to hunt down Ah Yin, steal her soul ring, and even toy with Haotian Douluo?
Could it be a similar aura? Or is it just my imagination?
Tang Hao frowned, lost in deep self-doubt.
He couldn't believe that a young man with three useless martial souls could escape from his hands, kill a 100,000-year-old Blue Silver Emperor, and possess such terrifying mental strength and physical power.
This is completely illogical.
After a long while, Tang Hao slowly withdrew his killing intent and disappeared back into the shadows.
His murderous intent had not subsided, and his suspicions remained, but he did not make a move immediately.
Lin Chen is at Notting College; he can't escape.
He has plenty of time.
Observe slowly and test carefully.
Is this boy truly a good-for-nothing, or...?
That deadly enemy who destroyed everything he had.
(End of Chapter)