Trouble Arrives

Since that was the case, he could only ask the system whether the Luck Store sold God-Bestowed Soul Rings.

A God-Bestowed Soul Ring could grant a martial soul the most suitable soul skill, and one would not have to worry about being affected by the resentment, hatred, and other lingering emotions left behind after a soul beast's death.

Qian Daoliu continued explaining several important matters. Before long, Luo Chen left the Hall of Judgment with Qian Renxue.

"Brother Chen, this is wonderful. Grandpa finally agreed to let us be together."

Qian Renxue held Luo Chen's arm and had not let go since leaving the Hall of Judgment. Her gaze remained fixed on him the entire time.

"Of course. Don't you know who your future husband is?"

Luo Chen's infuriatingly smug words rang out.

Hearing that title, Qian Renxue stomped her foot. Her face flushed as red as if it could drip blood, and she fiercely pinched Luo Chen's waist as she said shyly, "I haven't married you yet!"

"Hehe, that'll happen sooner or later. We might as well get used to it early."

Luo Chen pretended not to hear her and shamelessly replied.

The two laughed and joked all the way, drawing the attention of everyone around them. Luo Chen was exceptionally handsome, carrying himself with a charming and elegant air that naturally caught the eye.

Qian Renxue was equally breathtakingly beautiful. Her flushed little face was utterly adorable, the very image of a budding beauty.

The crowd could not help but sigh in admiration. They truly were a perfect match.

However, in a corner stood a boy of around nine, his muscles bulging as he glared viciously at Luo Chen. Watching the two laugh and frolic together, he finally could not endure it any longer.

He strode toward Luo Chen with steps that seemed to shake the ground.

"Luo Chen, stop right there!"

The muscular boy arrived beside Luo Chen, pointed at him with both hands, and said furiously, "Luo Chen, stop right there!"

"Fu Yun, why is it you again? I already told you before not to bother me for no reason. Did you take my words as nothing but wind past your ears?"

Upon seeing the boy, Qian Renxue put her hands on her hips. With a faintly angry expression, she rebuked him without any courtesy.

"Xiao Xue, I..."

Sensing Qian Renxue's anger, Fu Yun swallowed his rage and did not dare utter another word. Yet his gaze remained fixed on Luo Chen without the slightest politeness, as though he wished he could beat him senseless.

"Do you need something?"

Luo Chen gave Fu Yun an indifferent glance. This was the grandson of Elder Fu Tianxing, the man who had helped him awaken his martial soul today. Fu Yun had secretly been in love with Qian Renxue for a long time.

Qian Renxue had never been interested in him, yet Fu Yun continued to pester her relentlessly. Luo Chen had long found him an eyesore.

Before, he had not awakened his martial soul and could not teach Fu Yun a lesson. But now that he had awakened it, if he did not beat Fu Yun up, he would never be able to vent the anger in his heart.

"I'm telling you, stay away from Xiao Xue right now, or don't blame me for getting rough."

Fu Yun immediately released his martial soul, the Blood Moon Vine. A Yellow Soul Ring slowly rose from it.

"Fu Yun, I'll tell you one more time: don't call me that so intimately!"

Qian Renxue's delicate brows furrowed. Deeply displeased, she shouted in anger.

"Luo Chen, I challenge you to a duel."

Hearing Qian Renxue defend Luo Chen again and again, how could Fu Yun possibly endure it? A surging aura of Soul Power erupted from his martial soul and spread in every direction.

Seeing Fu Yun repeatedly making himself unwelcome, Qian Renxue could no longer hold back and was just about to release her martial soul.

Suddenly, Luo Chen stepped in front of Qian Renxue and stopped her from acting. Wearing a supremely confident smile, he calmly said, "Leave it to me."

"Mm-hmm!"

Qian Renxue obediently stood behind Luo Chen and watched the battle that was about to unfold.

Of course, she did not believe Luo Chen would lose. Even if he had not obtained a soul ring, the suppression of his martial soul's grade alone would leave Fu Yun with no ability to resist.

"Take this!"

Seeing the two still interacting at a time like this, Fu Yun was utterly enraged. The sole Yellow Soul Ring on his body lit up.

"Blood Moon Vine Martial Soul, First Soul Skill: Blood Kill!"

Fu Yun roared, and strands of Soul Power condensed into blood-red blades that floated beside him.

"He still hasn't released his martial soul. He's simply courting death."

Seeing Luo Chen remain incomparably calm as he faced him, Fu Yun could not help but sneer inwardly.

"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"

Soul Power rippled, and the blood-red blades shot forward in an instant, flying toward Luo Chen.

The scarlet blades pierced toward Luo Chen at incredible speed.

Just as the attack was about to arrive, Luo Chen's lips curled into a faint smile. He clenched his right fist, then unleashed the formidable power of his body at the blood-red blades before him.

"Boom!"

An invisible shockwave instantly annihilated every blood-red blade in midair.

After dispersing the attack, Luo Chen swiftly arrived beside Fu Yun. While Fu Yun was still stunned, he drove a fist into his abdomen.

"Bang!"

The immense strength of Luo Chen's body sent Fu Yun flying dozens of steps away. He crashed to the ground, blasting a deep crater into the earth as broken stones flew everywhere.

Luo Chen's current physique could absorb a ten-thousand-year soul ring. In other words, ordinary Soul Masters and Soul Grand Masters truly were no match for him.

"How can you be so strong?!"

As the dust settled, Fu Yun spat out blood and stared at Luo Chen in terror.

Luo Chen had not even released his martial soul. With nothing but the strength of his body, he had shattered Fu Yun's soul skill and knocked him to the ground with a single punch.

He was too strong!

Fu Yun had felt absolute power in Luo Chen's fist, power he had no way of resisting.

Qian Renxue stood behind him, her face filled with shock. She had originally worried that Luo Chen had not released his martial soul, but who would have thought that he would defeat Fu Yun's soul skill with a single punch using only his physical strength?

Brother Chen is amazing!

Qian Renxue looked at Luo Chen's figure with sparkling eyes, every bit the appearance of a devoted little fangirl.

"Buzz!"

Suddenly, the aura of a Soul Douluo descended. Luo Chen's expression changed slightly, and he quickly stepped in front of Qian Renxue.

An elderly figure gradually appeared. It was Elder Fu Tianxing, who had helped Luo Chen and the others awaken their martial souls earlier. His expression was extremely unpleasant as he swept his gaze over Fu Yun, who lay on the ground.

"Bastard!"

Fu Tianxing shouted and ruthlessly slapped Fu Yun across the face. With a look of disappointment, he said, "Useless fool!"

"Grandpa, I..."

Fu Yun was struck so hard that his head spun. When he had first seen his grandfather arrive, he had been overjoyed.

He had been about to ask his grandfather to teach Luo Chen a lesson, but this sudden turn of events left him unable to react for a moment.

Didn't his grandfather usually dote on him the most? Why had he suddenly hit him today?

"Xiao Chen, my grandson isn't quite right in the head today. I hope you will be magnanimous and not hold it against him. Please forgive him for this mistake. Once I return, I will certainly teach him a proper lesson."

Fu Tianxing ignored Fu Yun, turned to Luo Chen with a smile, and spoke softly.

He knew Luo Chen's talent very well. It was absolutely no less than Qian Renxue's Divine Martial Soul, the Six-Winged Angel. If his grandson offended him, would that not be a dead end?