Long Fei

Chen Xilin walked through the door and found many more people in the house. Among them were Bishop Yasqi and Bishop Hans, whom Chen Xilin had met before, as well as a middle-aged man he had never seen.

"Xiao Lin, you're back?" Hans said when he saw the small Chen Xilin.

Yasqi and the middle-aged man also turned to look.

"Bishop Yasqi, Uncle Hans, what happened?" Chen Xilin had a bad feeling.

The three looked at one another. In the end, Yasqi sighed and slowly said, "Your grandfather was beaten to death by people from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan."

Yasqi told Chen Xilin the details his subordinates had gathered and pieced together.

For some reason, Chen Xilin lowered his head, then sat down on the ground.

"Old Master..."

"Alas, Bishop Yasqi and I weren't there that day, which was why Uncle Chen was killed. We've already investigated it. The one who killed Uncle Chen was called Yu Luomian. He was the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan's second greatest talent after Yu Yuanzhen, and his soul power should be around Rank 71."

Hans revealed the other party's information. Even the joy of breaking through to Soul Sage had vanished. Old Chen Chen, whom he had always regarded as an elder, had been murdered by a villain.

Even if Old Chen Chen had spoiled your mood, you shouldn't have killed him! As expected of the Seven Great Sects, they all had the same temper!

The Clear Sky Sect was like this, and so was the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect. They relied on their family background to act recklessly!

This was also why Hans felt that joining Spirit Hall had been such a correct decision!

"Hmph! I wasn't there that day either. If I had been, I would've skinned that bastard alive!" the middle-aged man said.

"May I ask who you are?" Chen Xilin raised his head and looked at the man.

"My name is Long Fei. Hans should have told you about me. Back then, Uncle Chen also awakened my martial soul. Like yours, mine is the Dark Flood Dragon. Now that Uncle Chen is gone, I'll take care of you."

The middle-aged man stood with his arms folded, looking at Chen Xilin.

Yasqi frowned beside them. He had originally intended to bring Chen Xilin directly into the Spirit Hall Main Hall, which would give Spirit Hall another genius.

"Alright." Chen Xilin nodded.

Hans had once said that Fasnuo City's second strongest expert was a Rogue Cultivator, a Rank 76 Battle Spirit Sage whose martial soul was the Dark Flood Dragon. It seemed this was the man before him.

"Mm." Long Fei nodded in satisfaction, then looked at Yasqi and Hans. "I'll take the child. Handle Uncle Chen's funeral arrangements. I know it isn't convenient for you to act. I'll avenge Uncle Chen myself!"

With that, Long Fei took Chen Xilin by the hand and left.

Yasqi and Hans looked at each other. Together, they might have been able to stop Long Fei, but there was no need. After all, Long Fei was familiar with them.

Moreover, they knew Long Fei's character. He looked cold and unapproachable, but he was actually quite gentle. Perhaps because of his martial soul, Long Fei gave off an aura that kept strangers at a distance.

"Xiao Lin, may I call you that?" Long Fei forced an unattractive smile onto his stiff face.

"You can." Chen Xilin nodded.

"Mm. From now on, I'll be your master and your guardian. I know about your Innate Soul Power—Rank 7, right? Your martial soul is the same as mine. What you need to do now is become stronger.

"You know what happened to Uncle Chen. In the end, it was because he wasn't strong enough. In the world of Spirit Masters, strength reigns supreme. Only by reaching the legendary realm of Titled Douluo can one roam the continent freely."

Chen Xilin did not know what to say to Long Fei's words, but having a Rogue Cultivator as a teacher was good enough. Hunting spirit beasts would be much easier in the future.

Thus, one large and one small, the two left Fasnuo City.

Several days later,

Suotuo City, Balak Kingdom.

"We'll stay in the Balak Kingdom for the time being. It's closer to the Star Dou Great Forest, so I'll take you there to hunt for your spirit rings in the future."

Long Fei sat in the seat of honor in the living room as he spoke. As a Soul Sage, he naturally had plenty of money. Buying several properties was more than easy enough for him.

"Xiao Lin, release your martial soul and let me take a look," Long Fei said after taking a sip of tea.

So it's finally come.

Chen Xilin sighed inwardly, prepared to flee at any moment, and released his martial soul.

An incomparably powerful Dark Aura emanated from Chen Xilin's body, and a black marking appeared between his brows.

His body swelled considerably, making his loose shirt feel as though it were about to burst apart. A few black dragon scales emerged across his body.

A dragon's roar sounded from Chen Xilin's body.

"This is—!"

Long Fei abruptly stood up, spirit rings rising around him: yellow, yellow, purple, purple, purple, black, black. Seven rings—a Soul Sage.

At this moment, Long Fei's Martial Soul Possession looked seventy percent similar to Chen Xilin's, except there was no black marking between his brows.

Nor did a dragon's roar emanate from him. Most importantly, Long Fei felt the suppression of a superior martial soul, making his own martial soul tremble.

"This... this is the Dark Holy Dragon Spirit, the pinnacle among True Dragon Species martial souls! Heavens, how did those Spirit Hall people awaken your martial soul?

"No, that's not right. The Innate Soul Power of the Dark Holy Dragon Spirit shouldn't be below Rank 9, should it? And where did you get a Hundred-Year Spirit Ring?"

Long Fei examined Chen Xilin as though he were looking at a monster.

Chen Xilin could only remain speechless. After thinking for a moment, he came up with something.

"It's like this. When I was four, I found a secret manual. It recorded a cultivation technique... When my martial soul awakened, I suppressed part of my soul power, so it appeared as Rank 7.

"The manual said that a tree standing above the forest would surely be destroyed by the wind, so I had no choice but to take this measure. As for the spirit ring, I came across a dying seven-hundred-year-old Dark Pattern Python in the wilderness, so I hunted it and absorbed its spirit ring."

Chen Xilin spun a load of nonsense. Whether Long Fei believed it or not, he could never guess that a child possessed memories from a past life and the soul of an adult.

"I see. A mysterious secret manual, a Dark Holy Dragon Spirit, Innate Full Soul Power, and a seven-hundred-year First Spirit Ring. Interesting. Other than me, don't tell anyone about these things!"

Long Fei stroked his chin as he spoke.

"Yes, Master." Chen Xilin nodded in agreement.

"Since you possess a Dark Holy Dragon Spirit with Innate Full Soul Power, I'll need more resources to nurture you. Now that you've obtained your First Spirit Ring, cultivate your soul power here.

"I'll go prepare cultivation resources for you. I'll be away for one or two months. Cultivate at home while I'm gone. When I return, I'll test your progress."

Long Fei smiled as he patted Chen Xilin's head, then left.

After sensing that Long Fei had truly departed, Chen Xilin let out a sigh of relief and thought, *I finally fooled him. Luckily, this is only Douluo Continent. People here focus only on martial souls, Spirit Masters, spirit rings, and Spirit Bones.

Since Long Fei has left, I'll first cultivate the Muscle Tendon Classic to the Third Heavenly Cycle during this time.*