Soul Power Breakthrough

As the pressure he released increased, Zhi Lin could no longer hide his shock and continued increasing the pressure.

When it reached level 45, Zu Zong began to struggle. He secretly circulated the fourth level of the Nine Yang Manual. As his Soul Power flowed, the Blue Silver Emperor Vine in his right hand lengthened and wrapped around him, making him feel much better.

Zhi Lin, shocked: "What kind of little monster is this?"

Level 46

Level 47

Level 48

When the pressure reached level 49, Zu Zong truly began to suffer. Sweat beaded on his forehead, and he needed the Blue Silver Emperor's support just to remain standing. Yet he did not give up. He had already broken through to level 37 four months ago, only to hit a bottleneck afterward. Perhaps this was an excellent opportunity to break through.

Seeing that Zu Zong was finally about to reach his limit, Zhi Lin the Spirit Douluo smiled and said seriously, "If you can't hold on any longer, I can withdraw the pressure now."

Couldn't do it? As a man, being told he couldn't do it in front of a woman was an utter humiliation—even if she was a female rabbit. Zu Zong gritted his teeth. "A man can say anything, but he can never say he can't do it in front of a woman! Keep going."

"Uh!" Zhi Lin the Spirit Douluo was choked speechless by Zu Zong's words. What nonsense was this kid talking about? Were young people these days really maturing this early?

"Fine!" Zhi Lin the Spirit Douluo replied as he raised the pressure to level 50.

Zu Zong's body trembled, and he dropped to one knee. The pressure, even greater than before, swept over his entire body like a raging tsunami. His hands braced against the ground as the floor beneath his feet cracked inch by inch.

Blue-violet light burst forth brilliantly. Every Blue Silver Emperor Vine swayed on its own in the air, and every movement produced an unusual sensation.

Zu Zong's Soul Power—level 38. Breakthrough successful!

As the source of the pressure, Zhi Lin felt it most clearly. The little monster in his eyes had broken through—an under-thirteen, level 38 Soul Elder.

At the same time, the long-absent system notification sounded in Zu Zong's mind.

[Beep. Congratulations to the host for reaching Soul Power level 38. One stealing opportunity awarded.]

[Beep. The host's personal panel has been updated. Opening personal panel automatically.]

[Host: Zu Zong

Gender: Male

Age: 12 years and 5 months

Martial Soul: Extreme Flame Blue Silver Emperor (awakened)/Sharingan

Innate Soul Power: Level 10

Soul Power Level: Level 38

Base Strength: 1080 (ordinary adult male: 10)

System Inventory: Kunai ×100, Shuriken ×100, clothing ×5

Overall Evaluation: Minor Expert

Remaining Stealing Attempts: 8

Hatred Points: 131400

Worlds Available for Stealing: Douluo Continent, Naruto, Battle Through the Heavens, Heaven Sword and Dragon Saber

Domain: Blue Silver Domain (second form).

Personal Achievement: Soul Master

]

Dismissing the Blue Silver Emperor Vines, Zu Zong smiled. However, he was clearly somewhat exhausted, his steps unsteady. Seeing him stagger, Xiao Wu, who had been hiding behind a pillar, forgot her fear and hurried over to support him.

With Xiao Wu supporting him, Zu Zong clasped his hands respectfully and said, "Thank you, Councilor, for granting me this opportunity!"

Zhi Lin the Spirit Douluo waved his hand and returned to his seat. "No need to thank me. This is an opportunity you earned yourself." Then he asked, "I'm very curious about what is so remarkable about your Martial Soul. Its quality actually surpasses my Sky Azure Vine. Ordinary Blue Silver Grass could never achieve this."

Zu Zong narrowed his eyes slightly. So they'd finally gotten to the point? Naturally, he could not directly reveal that his Martial Soul was the Blue Silver Emperor. Although not many people knew the truth about Tang Hao's battle with Spirit Hall over twelve years ago, he still had to beware of someone discovering it and causing unnecessary trouble.

With that in mind, Zu Zong put on a serious expression and answered, "The Martial Souls in our village are almost all Blue Silver Grass. When I awakened mine, it mutated and gained a fire attribute. I didn't notice it at first. I only found out after obtaining my First Soul Ring."

As he spoke, Zu Zong released his First Soul Skill.

"First Soul Skill: Poison Dragon Entanglement."

The three Soul Rings around Zu Zong lit up again. The first yellow Soul Ring shone as a Blue Silver Emperor Vine as thick as an arm shot from his hand. The black scales covering its surface glowed red, like heated iron. The instant it touched the floor, it burned a large hole into it.

Sharp inhalations echoed through the air. What terrifying heat!

Zhi Lin the Spirit Douluo's furrowed brow relaxed slightly. "So that's it. As everyone knows, plant-type Soul Masters are generally restrained by Soul Masters with fire attributes. Yet your Mutated Blue Silver Grass not only possesses an exceptionally powerful fire-attribute attack, but also directly overcomes that weakness. It has become the first plant-type Martial Soul capable of restraining other plant-type Martial Souls. Calling it a top-tier Martial Soul would not be an exaggeration!"

Hearing Zhi Lin the Spirit Douluo's explanation, everyone finally understood.

Meng Shenji laughed heartily. "Well? My precious granddaughter didn't lie to you, did she? What did I say? Nuoding City has produced two true geniuses."

The others all smiled bitterly. Even Zhi Lin the Spirit Douluo, the sternest among them, had acknowledged Zu Zong. What else could they say?

"Precious granddaughter?" Zu Zong looked puzzled, and so did Xiao Wu. When had they ever met this Spirit Douluo's precious granddaughter?

"Hehahaha!" This time, Bai Baolin was the one laughing. "Doesn't your Nuoding Academy have a Dean of Students named Blanklin? Old Meng's precious granddaughter was whisked away by that kid." (Author: I made it up, don't hit me.)

Zu Zong silently gave Blanklin a thumbs-up in his heart. What a master!

Zu Zong had met Blanklin's wife several times, though they were not particularly close. Xiao Wu, on the other hand, got along well with her. She really was quite beautiful. For their Dean of Students to win her over while looking like a man in his forties or fifties despite only being in his thirties—he truly was a master.

Back when they first met, Zu Zong had thought she was Blanklin's daughter! Who would have thought that Blanklin was only in his thirties? Nearly six years had passed, and now he was in his early forties, while she was only slightly younger than him.

At the mention of Blanklin, Meng Shenji's mouth twitched. For a moment, he even forgot his composure and said indignantly, "Hmph! That brat Blanklin secretly ran off with my only precious granddaughter without anyone noticing. The next time I see him, I'll have to teach him a proper lesson."

Zu Zong thought to himself, No wonder this academy, which had always accepted only nobles, invited both Xiao Wu and me—and even covered our food, lodging, and p—no, gave us Gold Soul Coins. So it was our dean's wife who recommended us. Looks like I benefited from Xiao Wu's connections.

Chinjao: Does your face hurt from that slap? Who was it that said Xiao Wu was just an extra before?

Zu Zong: Fuck me.

Seeing that Meng Shenji was acting up again whenever his precious granddaughter was mentioned, Zhi Lin simply decided to change the subject. He looked toward Xiao Wu. "Mm! Her talent is outstanding, and her Soul Power seems to have surpassed level 30 as well. She just seems a little shy. I wonder what surprise this Young Girl will bring us."

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