Chen Family's Inherited Ultimate Art

"Mm." Ye Feng nodded.

"Wait, are you saying you awakened Three Lives Martial Souls?" Ning Fengzhi asked skeptically.

"Yes." Ye Feng nodded.

Ning Fengzhi and Chen Xin exchanged a glance, each seeing the shock in the other's eyes.

"What is your third martial soul?" Ning Fengzhi asked curiously yet skeptically. He did not believe Ye Feng was telling the truth. He could not believe that someone in this world possessed Three Lives Martial Souls.

Three Lives Martial Souls!

Once a soul master awakened Three Lives Martial Souls, they could attach twenty-seven soul rings!

Whew—

What a terrifying concept that was.

"My third martial soul is called the Eye of Hell." As Ye Feng spoke, he summoned his third martial soul.

Ye Feng's eyes turned completely black. Their eerie, gloomy color seemed capable of trapping a person's soul within them if one stared too long.

"Three Lives Martial Souls!"

"Three Lives Martial Souls!"

Ning Fengzhi and Chen Xin blurted out in unison. The two of them froze on the spot, staring blankly at Ye Feng. Only after Ye Feng withdrew the Eye of Hell did Ning Fengzhi and Chen Xin come back to their senses.

"Uncle Sword, you've really struck gold this time!" Ning Fengzhi beamed as he sincerely congratulated Chen Xin.

"Yes, this trip to the Balak Kingdom was not in vain." Sword Saint Chen Xin was also grinning broadly, his gaze burning as he looked at Ye Feng. It was as though Ye Feng were an enormous mountain of gold. "Ye Feng, remember this. From now on, you are not allowed to tell anyone that you possess Three Lives Martial Souls. To outsiders, you may only claim that your martial soul is the one listed on Spirit Hall's certificate. Do you understand?"

"Got it, Master." Ye Feng paused, then asked playfully, "Master, can I attach soul rings to my third martial soul?"

Uh!

Chen Xin was taken aback.

Chen Xin's hair and beard were entirely white, and he had lived for many years. How could he not realize that Ye Feng was showing off, flaunting the fact that he possessed Three Lives Martial Souls?

But then again—

Ye Feng had awakened Three Lives Martial Souls. Even if he wanted to keep a low profile, his strength would not allow it.

"Of course not."

Sword Saint Chen Xin replied sternly, "Your third martial soul must be treated the same as your second martial soul. Only after you become a Titled Douluo may you attach soul rings to them. By then, the soul rings of your second and third martial souls will all be at least ten-thousand-year soul rings."

"Ten-thousand-year soul rings?" Ye Feng asked calmly.

"Mm." Sword Saint Chen Xin nodded heavily.

Sword Saint Chen Xin did not notice Ye Feng's tone at all. Ye Feng clearly was not satisfied with merely ten-thousand-year soul rings.

"Disciple, come here." Sword Saint Chen Xin summoned his martial soul, the Seven Kill Sword, then had Ye Feng stand atop it. He carried Ye Feng into the sky and landed on a mountaintop.

Holy Soul Village was surrounded by mountains and water. At that moment, a mountain blocked the path before Sword Saint Chen Xin and Ye Feng. Silver light shone from Sword Saint Chen Xin's eyes as his entire aura surged.

"Disciple, watch carefully."

As Sword Saint Chen Xin's words fell, the aura of the Seven Kill Sword merged with the Soul Power surrounding him. The sword was Chen Xin, and Chen Xin was the sword. There was no longer any distinction between them.

Then Sword Saint Chen Xin swept his hand down. A sword blade hundreds of zhang long condensed in the air. It was unstoppable as it slashed fiercely at the mountain ahead.

Boom!

Heaven and earth trembled. Everything around them was dyed silver. The blinding light made it impossible to open one's eyes. A powerful shockwave spread in all directions.

"Sword Saint Chen Xin!" Tang Hao muttered in shock.

From the fluctuations of the Soul Power aura, Tang Hao had already identified Sword Saint Chen Xin as the one who had made the move.

"Tang Hao, I've decided. This year, the village's one Work-Study Student slot will go to Xiao San. Let him study at Notting City Junior Soul Master Academy. As for the travel expenses... the village will cover everything. It's settled, then. I'm going to take a look and see what that commotion just now was about." As Old Jack spoke, he leaned on his cane and walked out of Tang Hao's Blacksmith Shop.

Tang Hao ignored Old Jack, his heart filled with questions. He could not understand what had caused Sword Saint Chen Xin to make a move in Holy Soul Village. It did not seem to be because of him, either.

Because Tang San and Old Jack were there, Tang Hao suppressed his curiosity and did not rashly go to see what was happening.

On the mountaintop, Ye Feng stared at the mountain ahead in dumbfounded amazement. The steep peak, originally a hundred meters tall, had been split in half by Sword Saint Chen Xin's single strike. A broad road now led straight to the outside world. This delighted the Holy Soul Village villagers who needed to travel in and out to sell vegetables.

"Did you see it clearly?" Sword Saint Chen Xin asked.

"Mm." Ye Feng nodded, then shook his head. After that, he nodded again, then shook his head again.

What had just happened gave Ye Feng a strange feeling. He had clearly remembered Sword Saint Chen Xin's movements, yet whenever he tried to grasp them, he found that it had merely been a casual strike.

It seemed to exist, yet not exist; seemed absent, yet not absent.

This wondrous sensation was difficult to describe with words.

"Don't rush."

Sword Saint Chen Xin stroked Ye Feng's hair, his tone turning serious. "That move was called Sword and Man as One. It is the Chen Family's Inherited Soul Skill. Back when I first comprehended it, it took me ten years. Remember, without my permission, you must never pass this move on to anyone else."

"Yes, Master." Ye Feng replied.

At that moment, Ning Fengzhi also arrived.

"All right, I have to go. You insist on attending the Junior Soul Master Academy in Notting City, and I will not force you otherwise. Feng Zhi and I still have some matters to settle. Once we are done, I will come find you and help you obtain your first three soul rings." Sword Saint Chen Xin's voice could cut straight into one's heart.

"Okay, Master." Ye Feng replied obediently.

"Feng Zhi, let's go," Sword Saint Chen Xin called.

"Wait, Master!" Ye Feng cried anxiously.

"Is there anything else you wish to say?" Sword Saint Chen Xin turned back to look at his newly accepted disciple.

"It's nothing in particular. Um... Master... do you have any money?" Ye Feng asked with an embarrassed smile.

"Money?" Sword Saint Chen Xin was stunned. He had not expected Ye Feng to stop him over money.

"Mm." Ye Feng nodded and explained sheepishly, "Entering the academy requires an enrollment fee. It's not much, just five Gold Soul Coins. Don't worry, I'll definitely pay you back once I have money."

"Hahaha!"

"Hahaha!"

Sword Saint Chen Xin laughed, and Ning Fengzhi laughed along with him. With a flick of his finger, Ning Fengzhi took out a Black Card from his Storage Soul Guidance Device and said with a smile, "There are ten thousand Gold Soul Coins in here. Spend it however you like. There is no need to repay it. Uncle Sword has already given you a gift, so consider this Uncle Ning's meeting gift for you."