Sky Dream Ice Silkworm: "Don't go, save me!"

Chen Feng drew the Soul Breaking Blade and severed Zhang San's head with a single stroke.

Chen Feng had no intention of leaving an intact corpse for someone who butchered his own teammates.

Blood instantly gushed from the severed neck. Zhang San's body collapsed to the ground, staining the earth red.

Chen Feng's Second Soul Skill could be used repeatedly, but the cost of consecutive uses was doubled Soul Power consumption. After using his Second Soul Skill for the second time just now, less than a tenth of his Soul Power remained.

Had Zhang San not been so eager to use his Third Soul Skill, Iron Armor Shock, and instead kept it in reserve, Chen Feng would not have dared to rashly use his Teleportation Soul Skill to approach him.

After all, Teleportation only had a range of three meters, while Zhang San's Iron Armor Shock covered a full five meters. If Chen Feng had teleported over recklessly, Zhang San's Iron Armor Shock could have shaken him to death outright.

Chen Feng looked at the three corpses and the blood covering the ground, and could not help frowning.

Although this was the outskirts of the Star Dou Great Forest, it was still dangerous. Chen Feng swiftly dug out the Flame Lion King's Soul Bone. The moment his palm touched it, something in his soul was stirred by the Soul Bone...

Deep within his soul, Chen Feng once again saw a colossal, ancient, profound furnace covered in mysterious patterns. This furnace was identical to the small ancestral furnace he had loved playing with before crossing over, except the one within his soul had grown countless times larger.

The instant Chen Feng saw this furnace, a vast amount of knowledge flooded into his soul.

The furnace's full name was the Yin-Yang Creation Furnace. Its use was simple: place an item inside, then infuse it with Spiritual Power, and the Yin-Yang Creation Furnace would begin refining it. The furnace would remove an item's impurities while preserving its essence.

Nothing Chen Feng had encountered before had been capable of triggering a reaction from the furnace, so it had remained dormant. Only when he came into contact with the Flame Lion King's Soul Bone today did it finally react.

A Cultivation Technique named the Yin-Yang Art was also transmitted into Chen Feng's mind. However, he had no time to examine it while he was still in the Star Dou Great Forest.

Chen Feng thought to himself, Was it because of this furnace that I came to Douluo Continent?

Unfortunately, no one could answer Chen Feng's question...

Chen Feng's consciousness returned to reality. Only an instant had passed. Looking at the gorgeous red-glowing Soul Bone in his hand, as well as his now-dead employer and teammates, Chen Feng felt neither grief nor joy.

Chen Feng took the Storage Soul Tool from his employer's wrist and put it on his own. He then stored the Flame Lion King's Soul Bone, along with the Gold Soul Coins on Zhang San and Li Si, inside it before hurrying toward the edge of the Star Dou Great Forest.

The scent of blood here would soon attract carnivorous Soul Beasts. Soul Beasts would make the best cleaners, and the dead men were merely ordinary Soul Masters without any background. No one would care if they died.

In his previous life, Chen Feng had been twenty-three when he graduated from university. He had been happily reading a novel after work when, out of nowhere, he was reborn on Douluo Continent.

His parents had died while hunting Soul Beasts when Chen Feng was five, leaving him alone. After his Martial Soul awakened, it mutated.

His parents' Martial Souls had merely been utterly ordinary blades, and their Innate Soul Power had only been Level One or Two. Yet Chen Feng's mutated into the Soul Breaking Blade, which possessed a spiritual attribute.

The blade was roughly three chi long and three fingers wide, entirely black. Its body was slender and bright, with a blood groove faintly visible along it. It had no ornamentation whatsoever, yet it appeared simple and solemn.

After wounding an enemy, the Soul Breaking Power of the Soul Breaking Blade would inflict spiritual damage upon them. His Innate Soul Power was Level Five.

Such talent was not bad—one could even call it quite good—but he had no hope of becoming a Titled Douluo in his lifetime. At best, reaching the realm of Soul Saint would be his limit.

But how could Chen Feng resign himself to living an ordinary life forever? He wanted to reach the pinnacle, achieve eternity, and become undying and indestructible.

After painstaking exploration, Chen Feng recalled the path taken by Ji Juechen, the sword fanatic from the original work, and forged a path of his own.

At the Sun Moon Empire Royal Academy, Ji Juechen's Martial Soul had been an ordinary sword, and his Innate Soul Power had only been Level Three. Fusing his soul into his sword was Ji Juechen's method of cultivation. His Martial Soul had completely transformed into energy rather than remaining a physical entity, perfectly merging with a meteorite iron sword. The man was the sword, and the sword was the man; there was no distinction between them.

In the end, Chen Feng drew from that experience and took a path entirely opposite to Ji Juechen's. Ji Juechen was the sword, and the sword was Ji Juechen; there was no distinction between them.

Chen Feng's path, however, was to wield the blade as a man. As someone with an exceptionally strong sense of self, Chen Feng could not treat a blade as his entire being.

The blade was me, but I was still myself. With an absolutely powerful spiritual will, he controlled his Martial Soul, making it as freely controllable as one of his own limbs and mastering it perfectly.

After two years of cultivation and exploration, the Soul Breaking Blade was successfully assimilated and mastered by Chen Feng's Spiritual Power. From then on, his cultivation speed greatly increased, no longer inferior to those geniuses with Innate Full Soul Power. Moreover, his combat strength far surpassed others of the same rank.

Chen Feng then cultivated all the way onward, enduring countless battles and killings. He experienced many things along the way, and after several years, he had long since been tempered.

As of today, Chen Feng still had four months before turning twelve, yet his Soul Power had already reached Level Twenty-Three. This was only because exploring his own path had taken up considerable time; otherwise, his Soul Power Level would be even higher now.

Chen Feng had come to the Star Dou Great Forest not only to earn some extra money, but also to familiarize himself with its terrain.

His goal was naturally the Million Years Sky Dream Ice Silkworm. Only someone with water in their brain would pass up such an opportunity.

Afterward, Chen Feng intended to enter Shrek Academy. He had already obtained a letter of recommendation for Shrek Academy, and with his monstrously exceptional talent...

Chen Feng could absolutely obtain Shrek Academy's full support and protection. Although Shrek Academy's teaching ability left much to be desired, no one could claim that it was weak.

As one of the continent's top three powers, Shrek Academy had abundant reserves of Soul Bones, medicinal pills, and all kinds of nourishing resources.

Moreover, the various secret techniques taught by Shrek Inner Court could absolutely be considered powerful for ordinary Soul Masters. The Martial Soul Department deserved its position as the continent's number one. (Consider Ma Xiaotao's fusion of multiple Soul Skills, as well as Ling Luochen's instant casting through the coordination of multiple Soul Skills.)

As for going to the Sun Moon Empire? Chen Feng was a citizen of the Heaven Dou Empire. Going to an enemy nation? Wouldn't that be madness?

At most, the Sun Moon Empire would make use of him. Who would devote all their efforts to nurturing someone from an enemy country? It was like the Great Han Empire fully nurturing someone from the neighboring dwarf country who had come to defect.

Chen Feng's wandering cultivation life was carefree and free, but obtaining resources was far too slow, and he had to acquire everything himself. This greatly hindered his cultivation speed. Not to mention the dangers he encountered in the process of obtaining those resources.

Thus, Chen Feng had already made up his mind to spend some time at Shrek Academy and get through his weak developmental period. Though Shrek Academy had all kinds of shortcomings, it was still the best choice for Chen Feng.

As for a letter of recommendation, it was not difficult to obtain. For many city lords, issuing a few recommendation letters took no effort at all and required neither time nor labor.

Many city lords even considered it a good way to profit. Pay them, and they would give you a recommendation letter. As for whether you could pass Shrek Academy's entrance test, that was none of their concern.

Evening, Star Luo City.

Near the White Tiger Duke's Mansion, inside a hotel room.

Chen Feng was temporarily staying here. At this moment, he took out the Flame Lion King's Soul Bone that he had obtained during the day from his Storage Soul Tool.

This Flame Lion King's Soul Bone emitted a red glow.

It was a Torso Bone. Chen Feng naturally had no interest in fusing with a hundred-year Soul Bone, so he directly placed it into the furnace.

Chen Feng poured his Spiritual Power into the furnace. With energy supplied, the massive, ancient, and profound furnace—covered in mysterious patterns—began to operate.

The mysterious patterns on the furnace emitted a soft, glimmering light.

After the time it took to drink a cup of tea, more than half of Chen Feng's Spiritual Power had been depleted. At last, the furnace finished refining the Flame Lion King Torso Bone.

The furnace opened, and two small spheres the size of dragon eyes appeared in Chen Feng's hand.

One was red, and the other was white.

The white dragon-eye-sized sphere radiated dense fluctuations of Soul Power.

The red sphere, meanwhile, gave off the enticing aroma of food, making Chen Feng itch to swallow it immediately.

Chen Feng first swallowed the white dragon-eye-sized sphere.

Chen Feng sat cross-legged. The white sphere in his stomach instantly transformed into dense Soul Power, surging into his meridians before finally gathering in his dantian.

An hour later, Chen Feng opened his eyes. His Soul Power had broken through directly from level twenty-three to level twenty-five, filling him with wild joy.

This had saved Chen Feng four to six months of hard cultivation.

Without hesitation, Chen Feng swallowed the other red sphere as well.

A rolling wave of heat made Chen Feng's entire body burn. The energy within the red sphere did not enhance Soul Power; it was meant to strengthen the physique.

Chen Feng felt his body becoming tougher and his strength increasing dramatically. His body's endurance had also greatly improved. When he absorbed soul rings in the future, he would be able to withstand soul rings of a higher age.

In Chen Feng's view, his current physical constitution was no weaker than that of Zhang San, whom he had killed before. That also meant Chen Feng's physical qualities had now reached the level of a Soul Elder.

Chen Feng then began cultivating the Yin-Yang Art. Even though lacking a partner meant that part of the Cultivation Technique could not be used, merely refining the primordial energy of heaven and earth and circulating it through his meridians far surpassed the meditation method Chen Feng had practiced before.

The eight extraordinary meridians, the five viscera and six bowels, the cycles of the minor and major heavenly circuits... This method of circulating energy was far, far more advanced than the meditation methods of Douluo Continent.

The meditation methods of Douluo Continent simply guided the energy of heaven and earth through the meridians into the dantian, without involving the so-called eight extraordinary meridians at all. No wonder a certain God King's Mysterious Heaven Skill could crush everything.

Chen Feng thought to himself, Douluo Continent truly deserves its reputation as the gutter of fantasy worlds. Its cultivation methods are far too crude. After cultivating the Yin-Yang Art, the recovery speed, density, and quality of my Soul Power have improved by who knows how much compared to meditation. It's like trading a bird gun for a cannon.

Chen Feng was confident that he could now easily defeat his former self, who had not cultivated any Cultivation Technique.

Three days later.

At the rear gate on the northern side of a majestic estate, a golden palace-like building, a slight figure quietly slipped out.

He was a boy who looked eleven or twelve years old. He had a well-proportioned build and wore simple but clean gray cloth garments. A small bundle was slung across his back. His short black hair was neat and crisp, while his little face bore a determination far beyond that of ordinary people.

Gently closing the rear gate, the boy quickly walked several steps before abruptly stopping. He turned back to look at the Duke's residence, deep hatred filling his dark blue eyes.

"Mother, watch over me from heaven. No matter how much effort it takes, one day, I will return and trample everything here beneath my feet. From today onward, I will take your surname. My name will be Huo Yuhao."

After saying this, he gave the Duke's residence one last deep look before turning and leaving without hesitation.

As Chen Feng watched Huo Yuhao begin walking toward the Star Dou Great Forest, he suppressed the excitement in his heart.

He too hurried toward the Star Dou Great Forest. Chen Feng was thoroughly familiar with the road from Star Luo City to the Star Dou Great Forest, and his cultivation far surpassed Huo Yuhao's.

In just one day, Chen Feng reached the Star Dou Great Forest.

Chen Feng had decided to get there first. If the plot changed because of the butterfly effect caused by him and Sky Dream Ice Silkworm appeared early, Chen Feng would have nowhere to cry.

By evening, the sun had set. The sunset glow filtered through the dense branches and leaves, dyeing this forest near the Star Dou Great Forest a golden red.

The birds had also returned to their nests in the trees.

Just then, steady footsteps suddenly echoed through the area. Dry leaves and dead branches were crushed beneath them, startling numerous birds into flight.

"Finally here."

The newcomer was Chen Feng, who had been hurrying toward the Star Dou Great Forest.

Over the day-long journey from Star Luo City to the outskirts of the Star Dou Great Forest, he had covered at least several hundred li. Yet with Chen Feng's formidable physique comparable to that of a Soul Elder, his breathing was only slightly hurried.

Now that he cultivated the Yin-Yang Art, the Soul Power Chen Feng consumed while traveling was replenished even faster by his natural recovery. The Soul Power within him remained at its fullest state.

This made Chen Feng keenly aware of how formidable the Yin-Yang Art was. It was vastly superior to any Trash meditation method.

Looking around, Chen Feng spotted a dilapidated Wooden sign covered in moss.

"Fifty kilometers ahead lies the Star Dou Great Forest. Soul beasts may appear. Please proceed with caution."

Chen Feng thought, Mm, this is the place. I'm in the right location.

He then continued exploring ahead. Before long, several black shadows appeared.

They were baboons around one meter tall, their bodies covered in brownish-yellow fur and their eyes brown. Their arms were exceptionally long, with sharp claws on their hands and exposed canine teeth at their lips. Bracing its powerful hind legs against a tree trunk, one of them sprang at Chen Feng from an obscure angle.

"A ten-year Wind Baboon?" Chen Feng raised an eyebrow. According to the original plot, Huo Yuhao had encountered this kind of soul beast and nearly died.

Unfortunately, the Wind Baboons that were difficult for Huo Yuhao to resist could be casually destroyed by Chen Feng.

A flash of white light streaked past. Chen Feng gripped the black Soul Breaking Blade, its sharp blade light tearing through the air and slicing through the Wind Baboon's neck as easily as cutting tofu.

Blood immediately sprayed from the Wind Baboon's neck like a fountain.

With their companion killed, the other Wind Baboons charged furiously at Chen Feng.

Three more flashes of white light streaked past.

"Bang, bang, bang—" As if answering those streaks of white light, several headless corpses fell one after another from the surrounding tree trunks.

At this moment, Huo Yuhao was still leisurely making his way toward the Star Dou Great Forest.

Three days later, Chen Feng had remained constantly alert in the Outer Zone.

Although he had not ventured deep into the Star Dou Great Forest, even in the outer region, he had encountered several soul beasts with a thousand years of cultivation. Soul beasts at the hundred-year and ten-year levels were countless.

With Chen Feng's strength, he still looked somewhat bedraggled after those three days.

His once-smooth hair was now rather disheveled. His clothes were in disorder, and his handsome face looked somewhat haggard.

Over the past three days, Chen Feng had kept his mind under constant strain. Even Chen Feng, whose Spiritual Power far surpassed that of ordinary people, was utterly exhausted.

Just as Chen Feng was preparing to leave the Outer Zone of the Star Dou Great Forest to rest and recuperate before entering again—

A powerful Spiritual Power suddenly surged into Chen Feng's mind.

"Don't go! Save me! I'll help you become a god!!"

A powerful Spiritual Power swept over him without warning, and an anxious voice rang out in Chen Feng's mind.

Tian Meng was assigned as the Seventh Soul Ring.