Strongest Henchman Summoning System

Under the blazing sun, at the edge of the Soul Hunting Forest.

Lin Hao had an injury at the corner of his mouth as he glared at the man before him, guarding the Soul Beast's corpse beside him and refusing to let the other man take it.

"You little brat, hand over that Soul Beast corpse right now. It's an honor for you that I'm taking your things, and you still dare resist? Are you tired of living?"

Lin Hao clenched his fists tightly and gritted his teeth, forcing out a smile as he said:

"Big brother, I went through a lot to kill this Soul Beast. Isn't it a little inappropriate for you to do this?"

The moment he said that, mockery appeared on the man's face. He spat lightly and said:

"Hehe, are you an idiot? This is the Soul Hunting Forest. Whoever has the bigger fist has the right. I'm stronger than you, so this thing is mine. Understand?!"

As he spoke, the man's aura surged. A Wooden Stick slowly appeared in his right hand, with a pale white soul ring circling around it.

The man flashed behind Lin Hao and swung his stick at Lin Hao's head without the slightest mercy.

Although Lin Hao promptly circulated his Soul Power and dodged, protecting his head, the stick still struck his back. A burning pain instantly flooded through him!

"Hand it over now, or it won't end with just one hit."

Lin Hao struggled to suppress the urge to fight the man to the death. He swallowed his anger, silently got to his feet, and left the Soul Beast's corpse behind.

He kept trying to persuade himself. He had suffered plenty of injustice these past few days. What was this? He was weak, after all!

As the saying went, endure what others could not endure, and one would achieve what others could not achieve. Tomorrow would be better!

But as he watched the man casually take away the fruits of his hard work, wearing that arrogant expression, Lin Hao felt utterly stifled. Yet he did not dare launch a sneak attack.

The other man was a Soul Master with a soul ring, while Lin Hao was merely a Soul Scholar with level 8 Soul Power. Their strengths were unequal. Fighting head-on would only be suicide.

Lin Hao looked young, but his mind was mature and he knew his limits, because he was a transmigrator!

In his previous life, he had been an office drone. His only hobby had been reading novels. One night, he accidentally died from overwork while staying up to read, then transmigrated to Douluo Continent and became a little beggar.

Relying on a bit of cleverness, he had managed to survive and found an opportunity to awaken his martial soul through Spirit Hall.

Fortunately, his martial soul was a Mo Dao, and he possessed Soul Power. Unfortunately, his Innate Soul Power was only level 1.

That meant that unless something unexpected happened, he could at most become a Soul Grandmaster. His dream of having Bibi Dong on his left and Liu Erlong on his right was utterly impossible.

This left Lin Hao deeply frustrated, but he had not given up. He had stubbornly continued cultivating for five years.

He had raised his Soul Power to level 8 and, despite his young age, had come out to hunt Soul Beasts and accumulate combat experience.

During that time, it was not as if Lin Hao had never considered clinging to Tang San's thigh, but he simply could not convince himself to do it.

This was different from what had just happened. He had experienced being robbed of his things many times.

He would only get angry at the time, write his enemies down in his little notebook, then find an opportunity later to take revenge with interest.

In his previous life, Lin Hao had been part of the anti-Tang San camp and could not stand Tang San. His hostility toward Tang San was practically carved into his soul. He would rather die than suck up to Tang San.

At that moment, a Soul Scholar who had worked with Lin Hao a few times glanced at him and said indifferently:

"The Soul Hunting Forest isn't Notting City. Here, the law of the jungle is displayed to the fullest. The weak have no right to speak.

"If I hadn't happened to show up this time, you would have died just now. No one would care that you're only a child."

"Thank you!"

Lin Hao cupped his fists toward the man, then silently picked up his belongings and left.

The man was not exaggerating. If he had not caused some commotion, that Soul Master would definitely have taken the chance to kill him. Killing people and stealing their treasures was commonplace here.

Lin Hao also knew that the man meant well and was advising him not to take it to heart. But how could he not? He was not some saint!

Weak!

I am indeed weak, but even the weak will have their day of turning things around. When that day comes, I'll make every one of you pay it all back!

Lin Hao silently made up his mind.

He was not indulging in a daydream. He truly had a way, and he was already working toward it.

Perhaps he could not become some towering figure, but gaining a modest status in Notting City would definitely not be a problem. If possible, he might even be able to leave Notting City.

This was the main reason Lin Hao cultivated so diligently and desperately hunted Soul Beasts.

He needed to save money. He had already been saving for nearly three years, all so he could finally turn his life around!

At present, the most sought-after people on the entire Douluo Continent were naturally Spirit Hall's Soul Masters.

Lin Hao's path to changing his fate was to join Spirit Hall, using its name to handle his own affairs.

Actually, when Lin Hao had first awakened his martial soul, he could have chosen to join Spirit Hall directly.

But an accident had occurred at the time. He had offended someone, which prevented him from joining successfully. That period had been utterly miserable, and he had nearly failed to survive it.

It was not until the person he had offended died unexpectedly that Lin Hao once again considered joining.

But by then, joining was no longer as easy as it had been when he had just awakened his martial soul.

And even if he joined, he would not become an official member, only an affiliate. That was not what Lin Hao wanted.

After making inquiries through every possible channel, Lin Hao had finally found a solution. It sounded ridiculous, but it was understandable.

He could buy his way in. Someone high up in Notting City's Spirit Hall periodically sold official membership slots to outsiders.

Lin Hao had nearly saved enough money. As long as he waited for the next batch of slots to go on sale, he could wrap himself in a new skin.

Joining a martial soul clan as a guard was also a way out, but Lin Hao was unwilling. Entering those clans would leave him branded by them.

The clans in Notting City had no potential for growth. That meant he would most likely be trapped here for the rest of his life. Since he had transmigrated here, he did not want that.

Spirit Hall was different. Although it currently had all kinds of internal problems, it had enormous potential for growth, and its internal resources were far beyond what these small clans could compare to.

Just as Lin Hao was envisioning the future, several metallic, mechanical voices suddenly sounded in his mind!

Ding! Strongest Henchman Summoning System binding in progress... Binding successful. Congratulations, Host!

Ding! Randomly distributing beginner's gift pack... Congratulations, Host, you have received eight ordinary red-tier henchmen, all at peak condition!

Ding! The identities and backgrounds of the henchmen have all been arranged. They will arrive at the Host's side soon. Please treat them well!

These words left Lin Hao completely stunned. Before he could react, a screen of light appeared before his eyes!

What was displayed on it was clearly Lin Hao's personal information.

Host: Lin Hao

Age: 12

Martial Soul: Mo Dao

Soul Power: Level 8

Number of ordinary henchmen: 8 (Red)

Number of special henchmen: None

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