The final trial of the soul trial was bound to be fraught with difficulties. Fortunately, he did not need to worry about that for now. His soul strength had yet to reach 1,000 points, so he could not participate in the trial.
As for finding a way to undergo the trial, if this were a treasure vault, Su Xiao would contact Guy even if it demanded 1,000 soul strength—or double that—and the two of them would find a way to open it. Trials were different. Forcing participation without meeting the prerequisites would only bring trouble upon oneself.
Only one golden gem remained on the trial token. After Su Xiao chose to end the trial, various notifications appeared in succession. Then the sensation of teleportation swept over him, and he was sent back to the Witch World.
A light drizzle had fallen the night before. The morning air was especially crisp, dew dripping from the wheatgrass leaves. When the window was opened, the cool yet fresh air refreshed the spirit, while the waves of insectsong outside became clearer.
Su Xiao sat up in bed. He had teleported back around midnight and slept until morning. He felt that his energy had fully recovered. Even the brain-piercing pain caused by taking the Soul King's claymore yesterday had completely faded.
One reason soul-type users were feared was that, like perception-type users, they were known as kings of aftereffects. After fighting a soul- or perception-type user, even victory could leave one suffering from all kinds of permanent side effects. Fortunately, Su Xiao had 890 soul strength. As for high-tier perception users, he was not afraid of them either.
At the middle and lower tiers, Su Xiao had been puzzled. Why was perception a major system? Its users were indeed popular in teams during the