Peak Douluo, Level Ninety-Six!

Holy Soul Village, Soul Power testing site.

Su Yuntao stared at the scene before him, stunned speechless for a long while.

Seven Soul Rings floated beneath that guy's feet!

Two yellow, two purple, and three black—an absolutely standard configuration.

This was a Soul Saint?!!

Not only that, the Crystal Ball, already bright as day, suddenly shattered, fragments spraying everywhere!

The phantom of an Ancient Beast appeared behind Ye Buqun. In an instant, winds howled and clouds churned outside, with lightning flashing and thunder roaring!

The overwhelming pressure emanating from Ye Buqun rendered everyone present unable to move!

Even all the children, including Village Chief Jack and Tang San, were directly knocked to the ground by that unparalleled aura.

If Su Yuntao had not been a Soul Grandmaster, he would probably have ended up like them.

How was this possible?!

Was he dreaming?!

Su Yuntao wanted to raise a hand and pinch himself, only to discover that he could not even lift his arm.

If this was a dream, it was far too real.

Seeing everyone's reaction, Ye Buqun smiled calmly and instantly withdrew his Martial Soul and Soul Rings.

The immense pressure inside the wooden house abruptly vanished, as though it had never existed.

Everyone in the room except Ye Buqun had changed expression.

Only then did Su Yuntao have the strength to viciously pinch his left arm with his right hand.

It hurt!

So this was not a dream!

A ten-year-old Soul Saint—forget thousands or tens of thousands of years, there did not seem to be one even in myths and legends?!

"Mo-monster!" The children who had wanted to mock Ye Buqun moments ago nearly all fled in terror.

Only Ye Buqun, Tang San, Su Yuntao, and Jack remained in the now badly damaged house.

Though Old Jack was advanced in years, he had never heard of such a thing either.

A ten-year-old Soul Saint—if word got out, it would surely shock the entire Douluo Continent!

The shock had yet to fade from Su Yuntao's face. Even his breathing became respectful and cautious. He stepped forward, clasped his hands, and bowed to Ye Buqun. "Su Yuntao failed to recognize greatness. I did not know you were a Soul Saint, sir, and I offended you earlier. Please forgive me!"

In nearly every world, strength was revered above all else, and Douluo Continent was even more so.

Su Yuntao was certain that if this boy could become a Soul Saint at ten, becoming a Title Douluo was only a matter of time—and an elite Title Douluo at that.

He might even become a legendary god!

Ye Buqun waved a hand. "Little Yun'er, no need for such formality. Forget the 'sir' stuff. I've always liked keeping a low profile. If you dare tell Spirit Hall about what happened today, I can't guarantee your head will still be on your neck someday."

"Y-yes! I understand!" Sweat poured down Su Yuntao's face, his fear obvious.

What a joke! Wouldn't a Soul Saint killing a mere Soul Grandmaster be as easy as turning a hand over?!

Wait, was Little Yun'er referring to me? Then he should call me Little Su, or Little Tao Tao.

No, this was absurd. A man in his twenties was being intimidated so badly by a ten-year-old brat.

But there was nothing he could do. Though the other party was young, he was more than just one realm above him.

Besides, Ye Buqun had not even used Clear Sky Douluo Possession. If he brought out the Clear Sky Hammer and all nine Soul Rings, would Little Yun'er be shocked to death on the spot?

That did not really matter. He wondered what Tang San would think upon seeing a hammer identical to the one in his own left hand.

"Lord Soul Saint, if there is nothing else, I shall take my leave first." Su Yuntao did not dare offend this supreme monster and spoke respectfully.

Ye Buqun added, "Don't forget what I told you. Spirit Hall may have quite a few Title Douluo and Soul Douluo, but I'll tell you the truth: they still can't catch me right now. And one day, I will definitely go to Spirit Hall. More importantly, I can kill you anytime I want. Understand?"

Su Yuntao said, "I understand. I definitely won't reveal your identity. Please rest assured."

Ye Buqun nodded, signaling for him to leave.

Su Yuntao was Spirit Hall personnel after all. If he spoke of what had happened today and Spirit Hall believed him, it would pose a minor inconvenience for Ye Buqun.

Although Ye Buqun now possessed strength equivalent to a Title Douluo plus a super Soul Saint, he might not necessarily be able to contend with Spirit Hall.

But even if Su Yuntao really did tell Spirit Hall, Ye Buqun had no reason to fear. Even Tang Hao himself could not defeat Spirit Hall, yet he could still come and go almost freely. Otherwise, he could not have later rescued Tang San and Xiao Wu so easily right under Bibi Dong's nose.

Ye Buqun had acted that way only because he wanted to minimize trouble, but even if trouble came, he was not afraid.

"Task completed. Please choose a Martial Soul to upgrade. 1. Billion-Year Mirror Beast; 2. Concealment Mask; 3. Clear Sky Hammer."

Hearing the system's string of notifications, Ye Buqun decisively chose the third option.

His Mirror Beast Martial Soul was only level seventy-two, while the Concealment Mask was not even level ten. Compared to those, upgrading the level ninety-five Clear Sky Hammer was naturally more worthwhile.

"Congratulations, Host. The copied character Clear Sky Douluo has been upgraded to a level ninety-six Peak Douluo!!"

Everyone knew that one could become a Title Douluo once Soul Power reached level ninety or above. Beyond level ninety-five, however, lay the Peak Douluo realm, which even fewer people could reach. Thus, although levels ninety-five and ninety-six differed by only one level, the gap between them was still considerable.

Ye Buqun felt as though another vast surge of Soul Power had flowed into his body.

"Task: Travel by carriage to the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan and meet its clan leader, Yu Yuanzhen."

"Upon completing the task, any copied character's Soul Power Level can be raised by one level."

Before he could even settle down from his joy, the system issued another task.

Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan?

"Oh my, kid! You've really opened my eyes. Have you been hiding your abilities all this time?" Old Jack, who had been utterly dumbfounded, seemed to snap out of a dream and walked over to pat him on the shoulder.

"It's nothing." Ye Buqun gathered his thoughts and smiled politely. "Village Chief, I hope you won't tell anyone about this for now. Can you promise me?"

Jack nodded. "I understand. But with talent like yours, making a name across the entire continent will probably happen soon enough. Now Holy Soul Village truly lives up to its name. You're the second Soul Saint to emerge from this village."

"Village Chief, I still have something to say to Little San. We can talk another day."

With that, he called Tang San away.

Watching the two children's backs, Jack was filled with emotion. It seems our village is about to produce another extraordinary figure. We have not tarnished that Soul Saint's great name either...