Dream Hongchen, King of Ideas (Ten Thousand Characters Daily)

"Bullshit!"

Soul ring mimicry, not a One Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring?

The State Preceptor at Xu Tianran's side clenched his fists so hard that, just moments ago, he had nearly crushed the armrest of his chair in excitement.

He had seen people fake the aura of soul rings, but had he ever seen anyone fake a soul skill?

Holding a model of a Soul Guidance Ray Gun and using it to scare people—that was called faking.

But Huo Yuhao's Soul Guidance Ray had fucking killed someone, and you still had the nerve to tell me it was a model? Believe it or not, I'll turn you, you fat old bastard from Illustrious Virtue Hall, into a model right now?!

What kind of Soul Guidance Ray Gun model could fucking fire?!

A genuine One Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring!

How was that possible?!

Jing Hongchen looked utterly stunned. He had no idea why this State Preceptor, who had always seemed so composed, was suddenly so agitated.

Even Xu Tianran found it strange. "Why would the State Preceptor use such crude language?"

The State Preceptor's sinister voice rang out softly. "Your Highness, that was no sleight of hand. That was a genuine One Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring."

"That dense Light Power and Healing Power of life—there are only two beings in the world that possess both at once. One is a soul ring produced by an almost-extinct One Hundred Thousand Year Emerald Swan. The other is the Healing Angel, one branch of the inherited martial souls of Spirit Hall."

This time, Xu Tianran was truly dumbfounded, plunged into deep self-doubt.

Were the geniuses Shrek cultivated really this monstrous?

Yellow, purple, black, black, red!

Such an absurd Soul Ring Configuration was actually real? What kind of joke was this?

"You!"

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