Nuoding Academy, back mountain.
"Brother Qun, this..." Tang San looked at a loss as he accepted the soul coin card.
Ye Buqun's sixth soul skill of his main martial soul, Sixth Soul Skill: Divine Imprint, could copy even a Title Douluo as easily as taking something from his pocket, let alone a few soul coins. Add to that the gambling winnings he had earned over the past few years at the Suotuo City Soul Arena, along with occasionally replicating soul coins when he had nothing better to do, and he now possessed several hundred million Gold Soul Coins. That was nothing, though. If he wanted, he could double the number of soul coins in Mirror Space in the blink of an eye. In his hands, soul coins were about as rare as weeds by the roadside.
Ye Buqun said, "Take it. You deserve it. Little San, I have something to do, so I'll be leaving first. Like I said, we'll meet again someday."
Tang San nodded. "Alright, Brother Qun. I... I want to surpass you!"
"Then I'll look forward to that day. We'll meet again."
After saying that, Ye Buqun vanished with a flash, as though he had never appeared at all, leaving everyone staring in stunned disbelief once more—
A few days later, Suotuo City.
It was the height of summer. The noon sun blazed like fire, yet the streets remained bustling and prosperous, crowded with carriages and people. This alone was enough to show how wealthy Suotuo City was.
A young man and woman, both seemingly under twenty, walked along the street from the direction of the Great Soul Arena. The girl had jet-black hair, jade-like skin, and an almost perfectly developed figure. Even her waterfall-like, silky long hair could not conceal her exquisite features.
The girl was