Time for Revenge

Chen Xilin examined himself. That familiar White Tier Futu True Qi, that body surpassing the ninth stage of the Golden Bell Shield—it all felt so familiar.

His Soul Power had reached Level 77 after absorbing a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Ring and Soul Bone.

Of course, Zi Ling corrected him. They were actually a hundred-and-ten-thousand-year Soul Ring and Soul Bone, because she had survived a Heavenly Tribulation. The single golden stripe on the Soul Ring was proof.

Chen Xilin did not understand very well. Weren't Soul Beasts capped at a hundred thousand years?

"Of course not. Once Soul Beasts break through the hundred-thousand-year mark, we have two paths. One is to take human form, and the other is to undergo a Heavenly Tribulation! This King survived the first Heavenly Tribulation. Of course, the Heavenly Tribulation made me, but it also ruined me. My strength far surpassed that of a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast, but my lifespan was also struck away. Otherwise, how could my Soul Ring and Soul Bone have come so cheaply to you?" Zi Ling's voice echoed within Chen Xilin's Spirit Sea.

"So Soul Beasts have such levels too? Then a hundred thousand years is only the beginning?" Chen Xilin truly knew very little about Douluo Continent.

Douluo Continent had been an extracurricular book he read in his spare time during elementary school. Then his homeroom teacher caught him and dragged him to the office for a thorough scolding.

After turning sixteen, Chen Xilin came into contact with martial arts. From then on, he devoted himself to cultivation and had virtually no entertainment activities.

He had forgotten almost everything he knew about Douluo Continent. He remembered some of the major characters, as well as the ending, and that the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well was an important opportunity.

But speaking of the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well, it seemed that aside from Tang San, only the Breaking Clan and Chrysanthemum Douluo understood the properties of immortal herbs.

That treasure mountain, the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well, was completely unusable to him now. Tang San had not been born yet. Chrysanthemum Douluo could be killed now, but Chen Xilin might not be able to pry information about immortal herbs out of him. More importantly, he and Ghost Douluo were inseparable.

Chen Xilin felt that he could not defeat the Chrysanthemum-and-Ghost duo at present. Their Martial Soul Fusion Skill was a little too overpowered, and he currently had no means of dealing with it.

Now, the Breaking Clan was his only option. Chen Xilin planned to wipe out the Breaking Clan after obtaining his Seventh Spirit Ring.

But how he would destroy them was a problem. The Clear Sky Sect had not fallen yet.

Chen Xilin vaguely remembered that the Breaking Clan had been abandoned by the Clear Sky Sect. It seemed Tang Hao had offended Spirit Hall, causing the Clear Sky Sect to go into seclusion.

He did not know whether the timing was right. Chen Xilin planned to think it over later. Compared with immortal herbs, he cared more about his own cultivation.

Immortal herbs were external things. The Muscle Tendon Classic was the true foundation of Chen Xilin's strength.

"Xilin, what is that in your Spirit Sea?" Zi Ling's voice suddenly came.

Chen Xilin's consciousness entered his Spirit Sea.

Zi Ling, in human form, stared at the Pitch-Black Cube. She found it incomparably terrifying, and her entire body trembled.

"What's wrong?" Chen Xilin came to her side.

"What is that thing of yours?! I can't see through this cube. It is extremely obscure, and dangerous as well. How can you have such a strange thing in your Spirit Sea?"

"This?" Chen Xilin also looked at the Pitch-Black Cube. It seemed to have always resided within his sea of consciousness, and he had no idea where it came from.

"I don't know either. But there are good things inside it. My strength just isn't sufficient to obtain them."

Chen Xilin spread his hands.

"I've gotten on your pirate ship, damn it. I'm tired. Don't come bother me!"

Zi Ling glared at Chen Xilin, then returned to her original form, found a comfortable spot in the Spirit Sea, and lay down to sleep.

Outside

"This kid's Soul Power has reached Level 77, but that shouldn't be possible. I know perfectly well just how vast Zi Ling's energy is. A Soul Saint could directly reach Spirit Douluo after absorbing it, so how could he have only risen seven levels? And it was already unreasonable enough that a Soul Saint absorbed Zi Ling's Soul Ring so quickly. Sure enough, the longer one lives, the more strange things one encounters."

Di Tian looked at this human and did not know what to say.

Di Tian suddenly thought of something. A dark scale appeared in his hand.

He then fashioned it into a dragon-scale necklace. With a wave of his hand, the Black Dragon scale necklace slipped directly around Chen Xilin's neck.

After doing this, Di Tian departed. It was not suitable for him to remain in the outside world for too long. He still needed to stand guard for Master.

When Chen Xilin woke up, he found a necklace made from a black scale around his neck. It carried dragon might no weaker than that of the Dark Holy Dragon.

"What is this?" Chen Xilin asked doubtfully.

"This is the Beast God's reverse scale, a reverse scale shed by the Beast God every hundred thousand years. It is a good treasure, but it also has a drawback. You will not receive any God Trials bestowed by the Deities of the Divine Realm. You can only rely on yourself to break through Level 100. The Beast God does not trust the Deities of the Divine Realm."

Sister Zi Ji spread her hands. She did not understand Di Tian's intentions either. Why did he want to restrict Chen Xilin's path toward God Trials?

"Oh, I see. It doesn't matter." Chen Xilin rose to his feet, ready to leave immediately.

"Wait!" Sister Zi Ji suddenly called out to Chen Xilin.

"What is it, Sister Zi Ji?" Chen Xilin asked.

"To revive my sister sooner, take this and absorb it." A dragon skull appeared in Sister Zi Ji's hand.

This dragon-head skull possessed the traits of most dragons, including Dragon Horns. Most peculiar of all were the two violet-gold flames burning in the eye sockets, making it utterly chilling.

"This is?" Chen Xilin sensed that it was a Head Spirit Bone.

"This is the Head Spirit Bone of the Hundred-Thousand-Year Fear Demon Dragon King. Back then, she ambushed Zi Ling and was killed by me. I kept her skull to use as a footrest. You've gotten lucky, kid. You'd better cultivate properly, or you'll be letting my sister's Soul Ring and Soul Bone down." Zi Ling handed the Fear Demon Dragon King's Head Spirit Bone to Chen Xilin.

Chen Xilin accepted it and looked toward the sky. At last, his luck had turned. After reaching the depths of misfortune, fortune had finally arrived. After being unlucky for so long, he had finally caught a break.

Chen Xilin placed the skull on his head. The instant it touched his forehead, the Soul Bone entered his head like liquid.

Chen Xilin felt his mind become clearer. At the same time, his Spirit Sea continuously expanded. His thoughts became increasingly lucid, and his perception of his surroundings grew ever sharper.

After an unknown amount of time, Chen Xilin woke once more. His Soul Power had risen another level, reaching Level 78.

The Head Spirit Bone did not increase his Soul Power by much, but it greatly enhanced his spiritual power.

Of course, only Chen Xilin himself knew the specific reason. His total Soul Power exceeded that of Spirit Masters at the same level, because the Muscle Tendon Classic made his Soul Power purer and more abundant.

For example, ever since Chen Xilin began absorbing Soul Rings beyond his level starting with his second Soul Ring, his Soul Power had never risen by more than one level after absorbing a Soul Ring. Sometimes, it only rose by half a level.

To put it simply, other Spirit Masters' Soul Power reserves were like a pool, while Chen Xilin's Soul Power reserves were like a vast lake.

This was also why Di Tian had been puzzled earlier. Why had Chen Xilin risen only seven levels after absorbing Zi Ling's Soul Ring and Soul Bone?

If Zi Ling's Soul Ring and Soul Bone had been given to a quasi-Titled Douluo, they could have raised him to at least Level 95.

After all, Zi Ling was a Fierce Beast who had survived a Heavenly Tribulation.

Chen Xilin rose to his feet. By then, Sister Zi Ji had vanished without a trace. Only an eighty-thousand-year Hell Demon Dragon remained, standing guard over him.

"It's time for revenge. I hope they're still there!" Chen Xilin's gaze turned icy.