Douluo: Fiery Chains of the Soul, Sealing All Gods — Part 11

Inside the Prince's Mansion, the atmosphere was solemn and grave.

Qian Renxue, dressed in exquisite women's clothing, sat upright in the secret chamber, wholly focused on writing an important letter.

At that moment, a somewhat hoarse voice inappropriately shattered the silence. "Miss, that boy's talent is astonishing. Should this subordinate go and..." As he spoke, the man made an unmistakable throat-slitting gesture.

Qian Renxue frowned slightly at his words, then cast a stern, icy gaze at the old man who had made the suggestion. "Insolence!

How I conduct my affairs is not for you to question at will."

The old man's body trembled sharply at once, clearly intimidated by Qian Renxue's imposing presence.

Seeing this, Qian Renxue softened her tone somewhat, though her confidence and authority remained undiminished. "For such talent, I naturally have my own ways of making him submit to me willingly.

As for that woman who boasts that she can cultivate a Golden Generation, hmph. If that boy defeats the disciple she so painstakingly trained, wouldn't that be quite interesting?"

After speaking, Qian Renxue's lips curled into a supremely confident smile, as though everything were already under her control.

The two people standing respectfully in the secret chamber remained silent as cicadas in winter, not daring to make the slightest sound. They feared disturbing their young mistress's thoughts even more than they feared commenting rashly on her decisions.

The entire room sank once more into an oppressive yet solemn atmosphere, awaiting Qian Renxue's next instruction.

By evening, when his cultivation session came to an end, Su Han slowly stretched and rose from his meditative state.

He then raised his right arm slightly. Above his palm, three soul rings revolved around Fiery Chains of the Soul, flashing with strange and blazing light.

Su Han's gaze was deep and calm as he stared at his martial soul, waves of thoughts stirring within him.

He could not possibly obtain the inheritance of any god. He did not think much of trashy, disgusting gods like Poseidon either.

He could not help but ponder to himself: On this Douluo Continent, could it be that no one truly could cross the threshold of level one hundred and attain godhood?

Must one rely on a god's inheritance to achieve a divine position?

An unprecedented determination rose within Su Han's heart.

I, Su Han, will become the first person on Douluo Continent to climb to the pinnacle of level one hundred through my own strength alone, without relying on any god's inheritance.

No matter how difficult or perilous this path became, he would press forward without hesitation. Whoever dared block his path would be killed.

Meanwhile, Bone Rong, who had been observing in secret, incredulously rubbed his eyes and exclaimed, "This boy is not as simple as that old sword bastard said."

"Bone Rong fixed his sharp gaze on Su Han and observed him carefully."

"Seven Treasure Glazed Tile!"

"A thousand-year second ring!" the two said in unison, their voices filled with shock.

"Bonehead, are your old eyes failing? Did you see it wrong?"

Bone Rong said disdainfully, "Old sword bastard, you can't compare to this old man in this regard.

I observed this boy for an entire night. While he was asleep, I examined his bone age and discovered that he is only eleven years old."

Ning Fengzhi said somewhat unsteadily, "According to what Uncle Bone said, he became a level thirty-two Soul Elder at eleven, and his second soul ring is thousand-year... Sword Douluo fell into deep thought.

Bone Douluo said, "That's right, Fengzhi. If we allow this boy to grow, it will be truly terrifying. From my observations, his martial soul is definitely a mutated top-tier Tool Martial Soul, and a rare Control type one at that."

"No, Uncle Bone. We should find an opportunity to get acquainted with this young friend instead. After all, the situation on the continent is extremely unstable right now. As long as he does not join Spirit Hall, everything can be negotiated."

"Mm." Bone Douluo nodded.

"Besides, the next All-Continent Advanced Soul Master Competition has three sixty-thousand-year soul bones as prizes."

"This boy should cause some trouble for Spirit Hall, shouldn't he?" Ning Fengzhi analyzed calmly.

The two of them agreed with Ning Fengzhi's view. After all, killing Su Han would be far too easy.

In the blink of an eye, seven days had passed. In a corner of Heaven Dou Royal Academy, inside Su Han's residence, three somewhat reserved young men and women—Jing Ling, Jiang Zhu, and Huang Yuan—stood quietly.

Seeing this, Su Han wore a warm smile and said gently, "There is no need for you all to be so reserved. Please sit first."

After exchanging glances, Jing Ling and the other two slowly took their seats.

Su Han then spoke slowly, his tone carrying an unquestionable seriousness. "I do not wish to waste words on unnecessary matters.

I sought the three of you out for the All-Continent Spirit Master Elite Tournament that will arrive in five years.

If you are willing, you will have the opportunity to remain at Heaven Dou Royal Academy for further study. The academy will also spare no effort in providing you with the best resources.

Of course, if you have concerns, I will not force you. If you have any questions now, feel free to ask."

Jing Ling asked hesitantly, "We are merely commoners. Can we truly have the fortune of studying at Heaven Dou Royal Academy?"

Su Han smiled faintly and replied, "Of course you can.

Heaven Dou Royal Academy will form two competing teams this time and recruit talented individuals far and wide.

I, too, was born a commoner. Am I not studying here as well?"

Jiang Zhu continued, "Then why did you choose the three of us? We seem to be complete strangers."

Su Han nodded lightly and explained, "The students of every academy within the Heaven Dou Empire are registered.

I happened to discover the three of you and felt that your potential was boundless.

Besides, without resources to support them, commoner spirit masters can hardly achieve greatness.

My circumstances are similar to yours. I was simply a little luckier."

Jiang Zhu nodded slightly after hearing this and did not ask further.

Huang Yuan said somewhat shyly, "I have always wanted to study at Heaven Dou Royal Academy, but the tuition is too expensive, and one needs a noble title to enroll, so..."

Su Han nodded in understanding.

Back then, he too had relied on a bit of luck to enter the gates of this top academy of the empire.

After all, Heaven Dou Royal Academy had extremely high requirements. Even when accepting commoners, it required innate talent above level seven, and clearly, these three had not met that standard.

"Su Han had looked through the three of their records. They all had innate level-six talent and were thirteen years old."

"Honestly, such talent could truly be called genius-level among commoners.

Most disciples from major factions and sects were no better than this."

"In the original story, they were all level thirty-five in soul power at eighteen. One could imagine how diligently they cultivated."

With abundant resources and immortal herbs to nurture them, their futures were still promising, especially Jiang Zhu's Healing Scepter and Jing Ling's skeleton martial soul.

The martial souls of those two were both rare and special.

"And Tang San and those other cheating bastards already had high talent to begin with, then ate a whole pile of immortal herbs, making them Soul Ancestors above level forty at fourteen."

Moreover, soul power cultivation became slower the further one progressed. This was no joke. Could the experience required in the middle and late stages of a game possibly be the same as in the early stages?

And once one's talent exhausted its potential, one was destined to be stuck at a certain realm. Without a fortuitous opportunity, one would never cross that threshold for the rest of one's life.

The three before him, including himself, were the same. Without an opportunity, the three of them would be limited to level sixty-nine Soul Emperor for their entire lives.

Without an opportunity, he himself would also be stuck at level eighty-nine.

And at the level eighty-nine realm, a Ten Thousand Year Soul Bone was no longer enough to solve the problem.

At the very least, one would need a soul bone more than thirty-five thousand years old.

How precious was that?

A Soul Douluo's eighth soul ring had to be at least thirty thousand years old. (Tang San's most loyal lackey, Tai Tan, had an eighth soul ring of over thirty thousand years. This indirectly showed that most spirit masters would not obtain their ideal soul rings.)

Su Han said sincerely, "Since I found you, you do not need to worry about studying."

"Furthermore, Xue Ye has allocated a special fund for cultivation. During this period, the three of you only need to work hard at your cultivation."

"The three of them stared at Su Han in disbelief. They had just heard that Xue Ye had personally provided special funds."

"Jing Ling said, 'Alright, I am willing to stay and join Heaven Dou Royal Academy.'"

Huang Yuan and Jiang Zhu also nodded in agreement.

"Su Han said with satisfaction, 'Very good. The three of you have made the smartest decision of your lives.'"

"As he spoke, he took out three cards from his Soul Tool, each containing one million Gold Soul Coins, for a total of three million."

"You three will each receive one million Gold Soul Coins. Spend it for now, and if you run out, tell me. Our second team does not lack money or resources."

Thank you all for your votes.

Huang Yuan asked politely and cautiously in a slightly trembling voice, "Excuse me, are these truly prepared for us?"

Jing Ling wore the same look of disbelief, while Jiang Zhu lightly covered her cherry lips. Faced with their reactions,

Su Han could not help but smile bitterly. He then replied in an affirmative tone, "Yes, these are all prepared for you. Please accept them.

In addition, there are three portions of precious medicinal herbs and several cultivation manuals here. You may take them back and study them carefully first."

As he spoke, Su Han took out the items one by one from his Soul Tool and distributed them among the three.

When Huang Yuan accepted the card containing one million Gold Soul Coins, his hands could not help trembling slightly.

Seeing this, Su Han comforted him gently. "Huang Yuan, there is no need to be nervous. Next, I will take the three of you to register."

The next day, Su Han led his three companions before Meng Shenji, the chief of the education committee.