Nuoding City, Heaven Overturns

Lin Xi's feat of overturning Master Yu Xiaogang's theories became a storm overnight, sweeping through all of Nuoding City.

At first, no one believed it.

"What? A six-year-old girl refuted Master Yu Xiaogang until he vomited blood and passed out?"

"That joke is more absurd than pigs climbing trees!"

"Which drunkard from some tavern is spouting nonsense again?"

However, as more and more details leaked out from Nuoding Academy, especially after being exaggerated and spread by those noble children, no Soul Master could continue ignoring this almost mythical rumor.

"Bloodline Tracing Theory?"

"Spirit Ring Energy Leap Theory?"

"The First Soul Ring can bear a Hundred Thousand Year?"

"The ultimate form of Blue Silver Grass is the Blue Silver Emperor?"

Every unfamiliar term, every world-shattering argument, exploded like bolts of heavenly thunder throughout Nuoding City's Soul Master world.

Especially among those Soul Masters who had spent half their lives stalled at a bottleneck, exhausting their hearts and minds without making the slightest progress.

When the cruel assertion that "Spirit Soul Quality Determines Upper Limit" reached their ears, they were first struck dumb, then fell into deathly silence and reflection.

They began questioning themselves over and over again.

Have I truly failed to advance simply because I have not worked hard enough?

Or was my Spirit Soul, from the very moment it awakened, already destined to define the endpoint of my life?

Once that thought took root in their hearts, it became a wildfire that consumed all their former perseverance and pride.

For a time, throughout Nuoding City, in taverns, teahouses, Soul Master guilds... wherever Soul Masters gathered, fierce debates over this unprecedented ideological storm erupted without exception.

For the first time, Lin Xi's name truly crossed the high walls of Nuoding Academy and was branded into every corner of the city.

Some cursed her as a Bewitching Woman who deceived the masses, believing she had destroyed the hopes of commoner Soul Masters.

But even more people respectfully called her a Goddess who had revealed the truth of the world, believing she had carved out a brand-new path toward higher realms for all Soul Masters.

Nuoding City's entire Soul Master world had been ruthlessly torn into two irreconcilable factions by a six-year-old girl.

Beneath the surging undercurrents, an ideological revolution that would sweep across the entire continent had already begun.

Nuoding City was about to change.

Meanwhile, Yu Xiaogang, the other central figure of the storm, lay quietly in the highest-class ward at Nuoding Academy.

He had awakened.

But he wished he had not.

There was no crying, no roaring, not even the slightest sound.

He merely lay there with his eyes open, his unfocused pupils staring at the stark white ceiling like an empty shell stripped of its soul.

The Dean sweated profusely at his bedside, yet did not even dare breathe too loudly.

He had summoned every top Healing System Soul Master in Nuoding City, but their conclusions were shockingly unanimous.

His body was unharmed.

His Sea of Consciousness had already shattered.

The beliefs of his entire life had completely collapsed.

No medicine could cure him.

Unless he could climb out of those ruins himself.

But when a scholar discovered that the sacred temple of theory he had spent his entire life building was nothing more than a mirage, how could he possibly emerge from it?

It was no different from personally denying the entire meaning of his own life.

"Bloodline tracing..."

"Energy leap..."

"Spirit Soul quality... determines the upper limit..."

"The First Soul Ring absorbing a ten-thousand-year ring... is not entirely impossible..."

Every word Lin Xi had spoken became the most vicious curse, echoing repeatedly through his mind and lashing at his shattered soul.

His mind began spinning madly, uncontrollably, in a manner that was nearly self-destructive.

He began using those brand-new theories—the ones he had once scorned—to reexamine every mystery that had troubled him in the past.

Why had Liu Erlong's Fire Dragon Spirit Soul undergone a beneficial mutation? Because deep within her bloodline, she might possess the lineage of an even higher-ranked dragon race!

Why was Flender's Owl Spirit Soul so incredibly fast? Because the quality of his Spirit Soul was already outstanding among flying beast Spirit Souls!

Why...

Why had his own Luo Sanpao become such a pitiful malignant mutation?

An incomparably terrifying thought, one that chilled him to the bone, slithered into his mind like a venomous snake.

The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan was one of the continent's top beast Spirit Soul sects.

His father was a direct descendant of the clan.

By all reason, he should have inherited the purest and most powerful Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Spirit Soul.

Yet what he had received was Luo Sanpao.

Could it be...

Could his bloodline have been "contaminated" during its inheritance?

Could it have been his mother... her bloodline, which did not come from a powerful Soul Master family, that had diluted—even tainted—the nobility of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon, ultimately brewing the tragedy of his life?

That thought made his entire body tremble violently.

He had always blamed his failure on fate, on illusory luck.

He had never considered that the root of the problem might lie with the very parents who had given birth to and raised him.

Then he thought of Tang San.

Blue Silver Emperor.

A peerless genius with Blue Silver Emperor Bloodline, yet his father was a blacksmith who drank himself senseless every day in a small village.

What earth-shattering secret could be hidden behind that?

One old mystery after another was unraveled, only to give rise to countless new and deeper mysteries.

Yu Xiaogang felt as though he had fallen into a bottomless abyss called "truth." Everything he had built during the first half of his life was being ripped to pieces as he fell.

And that six-year-old girl, Lin Xi, stood at the edge of the abyss.

With an almost divine indifference, she looked down upon him struggling within it.

She knew.

She knew everything.

She grasped the true rules... by which this world operated!

"I... cannot fall..."

"I have researched for my entire life... I cannot become a joke like this, without even knowing why..."

"I want to know... I must know more!"

"The truth... I need the entire truth!"

An unprecedented thirst for knowledge erupted from the deepest depths of his shattered Sea of Consciousness like a volcano that had lain dormant for ten thousand years!

This lava-like yearning instantly crushed his shame, his despair, and every negative emotion in his heart!

He abruptly sat up in bed!

The emptiness in his dead eyes vanished completely, and fire ignited within them once more!

It was no longer the obstinacy and stubbornness of the past.

It was a... devout, fanatical yearning for truth, one powerful enough to burn everything away!

"I want to see her!"

He roared, throwing off the blanket and staggering as he tried to climb out of bed.

"Master! Master, where are you going?" The Dean turned pale with shock and hurried forward to support him.

"Let go of me!" Yu Xiaogang shoved the Dean away with astonishing strength. "I'm going to see Lin Xi! I'm going to seek her guidance! No! I'm going to take her as my master!"

Take her as his master?!

The Dean stood frozen as if struck by lightning, feeling as though his ears and worldview had shattered together.

Yu Xiaogang, the theory "Master" revered by the entire Soul Master world for half his life, wanted to take a six-year-old girl as his master?

The world had truly gone mad!

Ignoring everyone's cries of alarm and attempts to stop him, Yu Xiaogang did not even have time to put on his shoes.

Barefoot and clad in nothing but a thin hospital gown, he charged out of the infirmary like a madman.

He had to find that girl.

Find the only one who could grant him answers...

God.