The uproar in the sparring arena had not yet subsided when Lin Chen slowly clenched his fist at his side.
He had already sensed that dark gaze, like a leech, coming from the shadows deep within the outer walls of Notting College.
The soul power fluctuations at the Title Douluo level cannot be concealed at all.
It's Tang Hao.
Lin Chen sneered inwardly, but his face remained calm and expressionless.
His deliberate display of the Millennium Purple Ring, his intentional release of a faint trace of Ah Yin's aura, and his undisguised use of those three useless martial souls were all part of a high-stakes gamble.
The gamble was that Tang Hao wouldn't dare to make a move.
And he won the gamble.
Ah Yin's remnant soul was still suppressed in his spiritual sea, which was Tang Hao's only weakness and last thought in this life.
As long as this remnant soul remains in his body, Tang Hao will be hesitant to harm him and will never dare to kill him in public.
But Lin Chen was more clear-headed than anyone else.
They can't hide it for long.
Tang Hao's suspicions were deeply ingrained. The only reason he wasn't taking action now was because he lacked solid evidence and a secluded place to kill him without being disturbed.
Once the opponent finds an opportunity to drag him into a secluded corner for a fight, even with an indestructible body, he would have no chance of resisting a furious Haotian Douluo.
Changes must be made as soon as possible.
He slowly lowered his head, his gaze falling on the blue silver grass swaying gently in his palm.
Weak, ordinary, and despised by the world as worthless.
But only Lin Chen himself knew that deep within this seemingly ordinary Blue Silver Grass, the pure bloodline of the Blue Silver Emperor already flowed.
That was the supreme foundation bestowed by Ah Yin's soul bone, by the evolving soul ring, and by the external soul bone, Blue Silver Wing.
The Blue Silver Emperor lineage already possesses the extraordinary ability to undergo a second awakening, reshape their bodies, and change their appearance.
Once he completes the second awakening of his martial soul, he will be able to shed his current face and travel the continent with a completely new identity, thus completely escaping Tang Hao's surveillance and pursuit.
At that time, Lin Chen will still be a useless martial soul student of Notting Academy on the surface, but in secret, he will be able to use another identity to recklessly plunder treasure lands, cultivate three soul cores, and sweep away all enemies.
Thinking of this, a cold, sharp glint flashed in Lin Chen's eyes.
Tang San, Tang Hao, Yu Xiaogang...
He will not let any of these three people, who have been making things difficult for him, targeting him, and trying to trample him underfoot ever since he transmigrated, get away with it.
He will reclaim everything, including Yu Xiaogang's hypocritical theories, Tang San's double standards and arrogance, and Tang Hao's bullying of the weak, one by one, with interest.
Within his spiritual sea, Ah Yin's remnant soul, bound by golden chains, seemed to sense his killing intent and trembled slightly.
Lin Chen ignored her fear, gathered all his thoughts, and slowly walked off the sparring ground.
Sunlight fell on him, his figure calm, yet concealing a boundless ambition to overturn the entire Douluo Continent.
Lin Chen walked slowly along the tree-lined path of Notting Academy, his aura calm, as if the battle just now had never happened. But in his mind, he was deducing his future path with an almost ruthless rationality, and how to crush Tang San, Yu Xiaogang and Tang Hao, these three obstacles in his way.
He knew very well that in the Douluo Continent, it would be difficult to go it alone; he had to choose a faction, or... create one.
On the mainland, there are really only a few paths to choose from.
The first places he ruled out were those isolated from the world.
The far north, the depths of the sunset forest, the deserted islands overseas... these places may be safe, but they are sparsely populated. With his mind, prolonged solitude would only make him twisted and crazy. Moreover, he never wanted to live a life of obscurity and humiliation.
If you don't have enough strength to go to the Killing City or Poseidon Island, you shouldn't even dream of it.
Cross out these two roads.
What remains are the three largest forces on the mainland, as they are openly known.
Heaven Dou Empire vs. Star Luo Empire?
Lin Chen scoffed inwardly.
A thoroughly feudal dynasty, rigidly hierarchical, where human life was cheap, and the powerful and wealthy reigned supreme. He came from modern civilization, his very being imbued with a fundamental sense of equality and order, and he simply could not tolerate such rules that treated the lower classes like ants. Even if he became a top-tier powerhouse in the future, possessing mountains of gold, beautiful women, and immense power, he feared he would slowly lose himself in this corrupt system and become the very person he once despised.
These two empires are corrupt, backward, and constantly embroiled in internal strife. Following them will not only prevent you from seeking revenge, but will also bind you with countless rules and regulations.
pass.
Finally, there is the Spirit Hall.
Objectively speaking, the Spirit Hall is the most likely force on the continent to achieve unification, ending the chaos and establishing a unified order like the Qin Dynasty. Lin Chen does not deny this. Compared to the two corrupt empires, the Spirit Hall is more like a force capable of driving the times forward.
The problem lies with the people.
One of those in power is a madman, and the other is a fool.
Bibi Dong was consumed by revenge; her sole purpose in life was to destroy the Angel Clan and everything Qian Xunji owned, even at the cost of the entire Spirit Hall and all the lives on the continent. She had no ideals, no vision, only an abyss of hatred.
What about Qian Renxue? Despite possessing top-tier talent and divine inheritance, she focused solely on gaining her mother's approval, neglecting to cultivate a promising situation and instead going to the Heaven Dou Empire to carry out some kind of undercover plan. She was extremely foolish and wasted her once-in-a-century talent.
Following these two people will only lead to their demise along with the Spirit Hall.
Lin Chen composed himself and stopped worrying about which faction to join.
The path is made by walking, not by choosing.
Since there's no most suitable direction for the time being, let's just go with the flow and leave it to fate. But deep down, he also coldly added a thought—
I just hope that some people in this world won't deliberately walk into danger.
Tang San, Yu Xiaogang, Tang Hao... you guys better not offer yourselves up to them.
Having considered his choice of power, his attention returned entirely to his own path of cultivation.
Three martial spirits, three paths to the heavens, each one pointing directly to the pinnacle of godhood.
First Martial Soul - Blue Silver Grass (Future Blue Silver Emperor)
The route was already clear:
Follow the path of life, vitality, plants, and the origin of the world.
The future holds the position of the God of Life.
With Ah Yin's bloodline, Blue Silver Wings, and an evolving soul ring, this path was practically tailor-made for him.
Second Martial Soul - Black Iron Hammer
What he wanted was not a normal, forceful attack, but the ultimate destruction, shattering, and annihilation.
With a single strike, heaven and earth shattered, and all things fell silent.
The goal is to destroy the God-King's divine position.
If that doesn't work, he will go to the Star Dou Great Forest to find the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger, slay it, seize its origin, and walk the path of the Evil God King.
One is righteous, the other is evil; one destroys a life, and both paths are extremely domineering.
When Lin Chen thought of his third martial soul—Luo Sanpao—his eyes instantly turned playful and cold.
Others considered Luo Sanpao a useless martial spirit, a piece of junk that had failed to mutate.
But Lin Chen, being a transmigrator and possessing the insightful Eye of Truth, knew better than anyone else. His own Luo Sanpao was indeed a useless martial soul, but Master's Luo Sanpao was by no means a useless martial soul.
It is the Holy Dragon of Light that has been buried, distorted, and wasted!
With pure dragon bloodline and supreme light attribute, its potential far surpasses that of the Blue Silver Emperor.
However, when it fell into the hands of Yu Xiaogang, a person who was theoretically invincible but a cultivation failure, his bloodline awakening failed and his martial soul became completely deformed, turning into a lowly dog-like martial soul that could not be presented in public.
Yu Xiaogang spent his entire life researching martial spirits, yet he couldn't even see the truth about his own martial spirit.
That's ridiculous.
Lin Chen sneered inwardly.
Since the master possessed a divine weapon, he used it as a broken wooden stick.
Then let him inherit the potential of this Holy Dragon of Light.
When the time is right, he will not only take away Yu Xiaogang's dignity, theories, and status,
They also needed to forcibly extract the remaining, yet pure, bloodline of the Holy Light Dragon from Yu Xiaogang's body.
Completely perfect Luo Sanpao, let it break free of its shackles and transform into a dragon to soar into the sky!
By then—
God of Life + God of Destruction/Evil
Three cores stand tall, two gods coexist.
What Tang San, what Tang Hao, what Spirit Hall, what gods...
Before him, they were nothing but clay chickens and earthen dogs.
Lin Chen slowly closed his eyes, his aura growing increasingly profound.
The road ahead is already unfolding before us like a galaxy.
All he needs now is patience.
Patiently lie low, patiently grow, patiently wait for the day of revenge.
A second awakening, a new identity, a game of revenge...
From this moment on, the pieces are officially placed.
Having figured out the three paths to future martial souls, Lin Chen had just calmed down when his face instantly darkened.
He encountered an incredibly real and deadly problem.
poverty.
He was genuinely poor.
The meager travel expenses given by the old village chief were barely enough for food and lodging in Notting City. They weren't even enough to buy the lowest-grade soul power potions, soul beast bone powder, or cultivation herbs. Without resources, even with the Northern Darkness Divine Art and the Three Soul Core Cultivation Method, his progress would be severely hampered.
No matter how strong you are, without resources, even the most skilled cook can't make a meal without rice.
Lin Chen rubbed his temples and began to calmly plan ways to make money.
Soon, two paths took shape in his mind.
The first rule is to fight in the Great Soul Arena.
Winning a match earns you Gold Soul Coins, the prize money isn't small, and you can legitimately fight. Although his current combat experience relies mainly on the system and cultivation techniques, and the experience gained from the Soul Arena is pitifully small, every little bit helps. Getting money and fighting is a win-win situation.
The second step is to write a book and submit it to the Spirit Hall.
In the Douluo Continent, books on martial spirit theory are extremely rare, and the Spirit Hall has always offered high rewards for such works.
His mind contained complete knowledge of martial souls, bloodline principles, weaknesses of soul beasts, and cultivation pitfalls left by the system. Any one of these points could easily surpass Yu Xiaogang's half-baked theories.
Doing this is killing three birds with one stone:
First, it can reliably earn gold soul coins, solving the resource shortage problem;
Second, others would only think of him as a strange person with a "useless martial soul but extensive knowledge," a perfect disguise that lowered Tang Hao and Tang San's guard.
Third, by continuing to distribute these books, we will eventually trample Yu Xiaogang's title of "master" underfoot, turning him from a theoretical authority into a joke.
Make money through fighting spirit, and scheme against others by writing books.
One light and one dark, one martial and one literary.
Lin Chen's lips curled up slightly, and a hint of certainty flashed in his eyes.
It's settled then.
First save money, then resources, then awaken the Blue Silver Emperor a second time.
Tang San, Yu Xiaogang, Tang Hao...
Don't worry, I'll be there soon and I'll take care of everything.
(End of Chapter)