Light Deception

What happened next was exactly as Qian Chaoguang had expected.

Tang Ya struck down a Wind Baboon that had attempted a sneak attack and spotted a thousand-year Mandala Snake that had just appeared nearby.

"Xiaoya, protect Chaoguang."

With that, Beibei possessed the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Martial Soul and used several Tang Sect Ultimate Arts to engage the thousand-year Mandala Snake. For a time, neither side could gain the upper hand.

Tang Ya watched the situation in the field nervously, afraid that something might happen to Beibei.

Meanwhile, Qian Chaoguang observed the battle before him while pondering his four soul skills.

The first skill was Light Share.

It was a completely useless skill, at least for now.

Its effect was to attach his Extreme Ice Light to his teammates, allowing them to briefly wield the Power of Light as well.

But...

As everyone knew, apart from the Body Sect and Ji Juechen, soul masters on Douluo Continent were basically useless once deprived of their soul skills.

So...

It was rather awkward.

Unless the other person possessed a Light-element Martial Soul, it might have some use.

The second skill was called Light Impact. It was somewhat similar to Superman's Heat Vision, firing beams of light from his eyes to attack opponents.

It was an utterly ordinary skill in every respect. Its sole advantage was that it could be cast instantly.

The third skill was called Light Interference, though Qian Chaoguang preferred to call it Light Pollution.

It released an intense flash of light to interfere with the enemy's vision, which was barely somewhat useful.

However, this damn thing did not distinguish between friend and foe. One burst of Light Pollution would blind everyone at once.

The fourth skill was Light Mimicry, which appeared to be the most pathetic of them all.

Other than shaping light into all sorts of forms, Qian Chaoguang had no idea what the hell it was useful for yet.

Even before gaining this skill, he had already been able to turn Extreme Ice Light into a light blade, okay?

Should he tell everyone that his other three skills were all imitated through Light Mimicry?

That actually seemed workable.

While Qian Chaoguang was contemplating his soul skills, the Mandala Snake had already begun fighting desperately. Beibei was temporarily unable to withstand it and was forced back step by step.

Gritting her teeth, Tang Ya summoned Blue Silver Grass and prepared to rush in to help.

Before she could act, someone moved faster than her.

Two pillars of light shot from Qian Chaoguang's eyes and struck the Mandala Snake's vulnerable spot in an instant.

The moment the Extreme Ice Light came into contact with the Mandala Snake, it blasted a gap into its tough scales. Scales shattered away, revealing the soft flesh beneath.

The intense cold froze the skin beneath the scales, further weakening its surface defenses.

The power seemed decent enough, and the consumption was manageable.

Only then did Qian Chaoguang feel somewhat reassured.

Light Impact was Extremely Fast, instantaneous upon release and impact. The Mandala Snake was immediately stunned by the attack that had been launched later yet arrived first.

Before the two humans and the snake could react, Qian Chaoguang had already fired Light Impact three more times in succession. The Mandala Snake hissed in pain, with multiple areas of its body frozen over.

As the leading figure of Shrek Outer Academy, Beibei was only stunned for a moment before immediately seizing the opening.

Thunderous Strike and Thunder Dragon Claw crashed down fiercely, striking the Mandala Snake's vulnerable spot once again.

The terrifying lightning directly shocked it unconscious.

Thousand-year Mandala Snakes were known for their powerful bodies and lightning-fast speed.

But it was still made of flesh and blood; it could not withstand the power of thunder.

Under the effects of Wrath of Thunder, Beibei exerted himself forcefully, crushing its bones until they cracked and creaked as though they might burst apart at any moment.

"Xiaoya."

Beibei called out in a low voice.

Naturally, Tang Ya would not let such an opportunity pass. She leaped to the Mandala Snake's side and drove a half-foot-long throwing knife straight into its mouth, ending the little unfortunate creature's life.

The lightning radiance subsided.

Seeing the purple Soul Ring slowly condense into shape, Beibei finally let out a sigh of relief.

Tang Ya promptly sat down to absorb the Soul Ring, while Qian Chaoguang took the chance to chat with Beibei.

"Brother Bei, is Sister Tang Ya's Martial Soul Blue Silver Grass?"

Beibei nodded. "Ten thousand years ago, our ancestor Tang San built the Tang Sect's glory with his Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul. Later, he became a god and departed. In remembrance of him, the descendants of the Tang Sect have remained proud of possessing Blue Silver Grass Martial Souls."

"Unfortunately, reality has proven that not everyone can unleash great power from Blue Silver Grass. Since Ancestor Tang San left, no one has ever stood at the peak of the continent again."

"Blue Silver Grass... I hope Sister Tang Ya can become as powerful as the Tang Sect Master from ten thousand years ago."

Blue Silver Grass?

Bullshit Blue Silver Grass!

Qian Chaoguang humored him aloud, but cursed Tang San in his heart and felt sorrow for these Tang Sect descendants.

Tang San's Martial Soul was not some damn Blue Silver Grass. It was clearly the Blue Silver Emperor, a top-tier plant Martial Soul.

What the hell was Blue Silver Grass?

It was one of the most garbage Martial Souls, with almost no competition for that title.

Even after Tang Ya received an Epic Grade enhancement in the Original Work, she only became the Dark Blue Silver King. She was still far inferior to the Blue Silver Emperor.

Before Ascension, Tang San had probably kept the truth of his Martial Soul from his descendants in order to highlight his so-called "rise from humble roots and inspiring journey," and to promote Yu Xiaogang's ridiculous theory that there were no useless Martial Souls, only useless soul masters.

And so, he had screwed over the Tang Sect for an entire ten thousand years, then dressed it up with the excuse: descendants would have their own fortunes, and gods could not casually interfere in the affairs of the lower realm.

Pah!

Disgusting!

Despicable!

You pure and noble asshole!

"I hope so. Reaching the ranks of the continent's strongest with Blue Silver Grass has always been Xiaoya's dream."

Unaware that Qian Chaoguang was viciously tearing into Tang San in his heart, Beibei smiled.

"More importantly, Chaoguang, you really gave me a huge surprise! That instant light attack was truly not weak, and you could even fire it three times in a row. Once you reach my level of cultivation, you might be able to kill a Mandala Snake by yourself."

Qian Chaoguang smiled as well. "I was only curious and wanted to try it. I didn't expect it to be of any use."

Beibei said seriously, "Chaoguang, don't belittle yourself. Instant-cast soul skills are rare enough, and skills that can be released consecutively are even rarer. On top of that, the strange icy power of your Martial Soul greatly weakened the Mandala Snake, allowing me to land the decisive blow."

"By the way, Chaoguang, what is this soul skill of yours called? Light Impact? Light Strike? Does it simply fire light to attack enemies? Does it consume much?"

Qian Chaoguang had been looking for a chance to lead Beibei's understanding of him down the wrong path, and this was the perfect opportunity.

"Brother Bei, this skill of mine is called Light Mimicry. Put simply, it lets me mimic my Light Martial Soul into all kinds of forms. Look, for example, like this."

As he spoke, Qian Chaoguang drew the long blade from his back.

Extreme Ice Light instantly enveloped the blade, extending a section of blue light blade beyond its tip.

Deep-blue Extreme Ice Light flickered across the blade as well, exhaling cold air and radiating a dangerous aura.

Under Beibei's stunned gaze, the blue light blade gradually transformed into a blue hammerhead, even detaching from the blade and flying into the air.

"Or like just now, I can condense the light into a single line and release it from my body to attack an opponent. Since it is essentially a mimicry of my Martial Soul, there is no interval between attacks, and I can determine the attack's strength myself. If my Soul Power and Spiritual Power can support it, I can even keep firing indefinitely."

"No way?"

Beibei stared at him, dumbfounded.

"Mimicry? I've never seen such an outrageous skill before. Can a Wind Baboon really drop something like this? Soul masters on Douluo Continent have studied Martial Souls for tens of thousands of years, yet none of the books I've read have ever recorded a situation like yours. It's truly unimaginable."

Qian Chaoguang smiled and asked in return, "Isn't that perfectly normal? After all, Brother Bei, you don't know why my Martial Soul is so strange either, right?"

This time, it was Beibei's turn to scratch his head.

After holding it in for a long while, he finally managed to say, "What you said seems to make a lot of sense..."