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The blue blade of light carried a chill of ice. Fine ice crystals had already formed around the puncture wound.

As Qian Chaoguang pressed down with both hands, an extremely obvious gash appeared across the Blood Tiger's abdomen.

After that slash, the blue blade of light vanished from the tip of his sword as though it had never appeared at all.

If not for the mist condensed on the icy blade by the low temperature, Qian Chaoguang might even have thought he had seen it wrong.

"Bang!"

It whimpered as it smashed down onto the ground, struggling to get back up.

"Xiao Guang, stop."

The Old Butler leaped into the air and casually kicked the Blood Tiger unconscious, then called out to Huo Yutong.

"Xiao Tong, come give it the final blow. Your Soul Ring is settled."

Huo Yutong hurried over and obediently drove the White Tiger Dagger down hard where the Old Butler pointed.

As a gush of scorching blood erupted, a dense yellow Soul Ring gradually condensed above the corpse.

"Focus on your Martial Soul and use your will to draw in the Soul Ring..."

While the Old Butler guided Huo Yutong in absorbing the Soul Ring, Qian Chaoguang carefully wiped down his longsword and sheathed it.

He touched his chest. There was still a faint chill there.

The pitiful Level 1 Soul Power within him had already been completely exhausted.

This ordinary Steel Longsword had also been unable to withstand the fierce clashes and the infusion of Martial Soul power. It had now snapped into two pieces.

That blue blade of light just now...

Was that the effect of his Martial Soul?

If he could attach that thing to his longsword and extend his attack range, it seemed pretty good.

That solved the mystery. The Wind Jackal earlier had probably been killed by the Martial Soul blade of light he had triggered by accident.

Huo Yutong had already entered a focused state. The Old Butler walked over and patted Qian Chaoguang on the shoulder.

"Kid, you did well. With that freakish strength of yours and such exquisite Blade Art, if it came down to a fight to the death, even a Beast Martial Soul Soul Grandmaster with a lower-quality Martial Soul definitely wouldn't be able to beat you. Tsk, tsk, tsk. With such vigorous vitality, the more I look at you, the more I think your strange Martial Soul resembles a Body Martial Soul."

Qian Chaoguang grinned but said nothing.

His vigorous vitality had absolutely nothing to do with Extreme Ice Light. It was purely the result of cultivating the Golden Body Art.

"By the way, what was that segment of light blade that burst from your sword tip?"

"It should be... my Martial Soul. I'm not entirely sure either. My cultivation is still too low, after all. One use and it's gone."

The Old Butler looked pleased as he gazed at him, his face full of emotion. "Then you must cultivate diligently in the future and raise your Soul Power Level as soon as possible. If one day I'm no longer around... cough, cough, cough, cough, cough... you'll at least be able to protect yourself... cough, cough, cough, cough, cough, cough, cough..."

Qian Chaoguang hurriedly helped the Old Butler catch his breath, complaining, "Grandpa, what are you talking about? Stop saying such unlucky things all the time. What do you mean, no longer around? Ptooey, ptooey, ptooey."

"Hahahahaha, all right, all right, Grandpa won't say it. Then I'll try to live a few more years, at least until you and Xiao Tong hold your wedding before I... Pfft, you little brat, are you trying to slap me to death?"

"Cough, cough, cough..."

This time, it was Qian Chaoguang's turn to dry cough...

I never experienced the pain of being pressured into marriage by elders in my past life, and now I get to experience it early at six years old?

When Huo Yutong opened her eyes, the sun had already been replaced by the moon, and night had fully fallen.

She looked down at herself. Her originally petite body seemed to have grown a little taller from absorbing the Soul Ring, making her clothes feel somewhat tight.

Her body had grown stronger, and her skin now possessed an additional lustrous glow. It looked incomparably tender and smooth, and even fairer than before.

All aspects of her physical constitution had improved under the effects of this Soul Ring.

She subconsciously summoned her Spiritual Eye. A bright yellow Soul Ring stood out vividly in the darkness.

Now, even without deliberately circulating her Soul Power, she could see extremely clearly in the night.

"I... I've become a Soul Master!"

Huo Yutong sprang to her feet and cried out.

"Yes, congratulations."

"Congratulations, Xiao Tong."

Qian Chaoguang and the Old Butler sat before her, both delighted for her.

"Mother, I've finally become a Soul Master. You won't have to suffer in the Duke's Mansion anymore..."

Her nose stung, and tears streamed continuously from her beautiful eyes.

"Brother Zhaoguang, Grandpa Zhu, thank you... Thank you..."

As she spoke, Huo Yutong suddenly threw her arms around Qian Chaoguang and burst into tears.

Qian Chaoguang's body instantly stiffened. He did not know where to put either hand and kept shooting meaningful looks at the Old Butler, who was watching the show from the side.

The Old Butler acted as though he had not seen anything. He returned to the tent on his own, muttering under his breath.

"Mm... I'm getting old. I should turn in early."

Damn it, this old man!

Early the next morning, the three of them, having successfully concluded this soul-hunting trip, boarded their carriage for the journey home.

Qian Chaoguang had unlocked the proper use of the Extreme Ice Light Martial Soul, learned about his current strength, and gained a great deal.

Huo Yutong had obtained an extremely practical soul skill from the Blood Tiger, called Madness.

Just as when the Blood Tiger itself used it, the specific effect depended on the difference in Spiritual Power between the two sides.

When cast on herself, it stimulated her mind, enhancing all of her body's functions for a certain period of time.

When cast on another target, it caused mental disorder, dizziness, disorientation, and stabbing pain in the head.

If their Spiritual Power was too low, they might even attack their allies due to clouded consciousness.

Soul skills whose effects depended entirely on the Spiritual Power of both sides were the most practical. They would not end up in the awkward position of becoming completely useless in the later stages.

Besides, Spirit System Soul Masters were already the type to come into their own in the middle and later stages. The power of her soul skills would continue to increase along with Huo Yutong's Spiritual Power.

After returning to the Duke's Mansion, the first thing Huo Yutong did was rush home to tell her mother the good news that she had become a Soul Master.

Mother and daughter embraced each other and wept with joy.

During the time they had been away, although the Duchess had continued to oppress Huo Yun'er, she still had to keep up appearances and had not directly gone too far.

She had merely strengthened the supervision throughout the White Tiger Duke's Mansion, replacing people everywhere with her trusted subordinates.

As a result, it would likely not be so easy for the Huo Mother and Daughter to move out and live on their own.

After ten days, returning once more to the familiar White Tiger Duke's Mansion, even Qian Chaoguang could not help feeling a sense of relief.

The Douluo Continent of this era was not like the peaceful age ten thousand years ago, when Spirit Hall's Judgment Army protected every corner. Evil Soul Masters could appear at any time, bringing danger to low-level Soul Masters.

Although Shrek's Inner Academy claimed to have always maintained peace across the continent, honestly, with only sixty-odd students, they were little more than a joke.

Hadn't a few insignificant Holy Spirit Cult lackeys in the Original Work severely wounded a group of Inner Academy Disciples right in front of that most disgraceful Level 98 Super Douluo?

These days, it was truly dangerous for low-level Soul Masters to travel far from home.

Even with the Old Butler, a Soul Saint, Qian Chaoguang still felt extremely insecure.

After returning, he rested for only half a day before reporting to the Old Blacksmith and throwing himself back into intense, exciting training.