Beibei's Meltdown, Mu En's Guidance

Over the years, Ye Chen had turned Beibei from a refined, noble young man into a prankster with a bit of chuunibyou syndrome.

Ye Chen thought to himself that it definitely was not his fault. Beibei's true nature had to be like this; he had merely brought it out.

Ye Chen silently comforted himself. Beibei growing crooked definitely had nothing to do with him.

The two found an open space by Sea God Lake.

Ye Chen and Beibei stood facing each other, both wearing extremely solemn expressions. This was a battle of honor—whoever lost would be the little brother.

Beibei was the first to undergo Martial Soul Possession. A dazzling blue light lit up from between his brows, then spread from his forehead to cover his entire body.

However, the greatest change from Beibei's Martial Soul Possession was his right arm. The sleeve on his right side burst apart completely, his arm grew by more than half a foot, and the entire limb swelled by a full size.

Blue-purple scales covered his arm, while his hand turned into a claw. Purple serpentine lightning coiled around him and continuously flowed along his arm.

A yellow Soul Ring revolved around his arm rather than around his body like it did for ordinary soul masters.

On the other side, Ye Chen also began summoning his Martial Soul, the Emperor Aurora Sword.

The moment the Aurora Sword appeared, the Light Element around Ye Chen gradually grew denser. A faint phantom of a Five-Clawed Golden Dragon seemed to coil around the sword, so faint it was nearly impossible to see.

Ye Chen gripped the Aurora Sword and pointed it at Beibei. Suddenly, the Five-Clawed Golden Dragon on the Aurora Sword let out a roar, and Beibei felt as though he were being suppressed.

A terrified expression appeared on his face. His feet trembled slightly; his Martial Soul was afraid of the Aurora Sword in Ye Chen's hand.

"What is going on?"

Beibei stared at the Aurora Sword in Ye Chen's hand, unable to understand why his Blue Electric Tyrant Dragon Spirit was trembling.

His Martial Soul was already a Top-Tier Martial Soul on the Douluo Continent, while Ye Chen's was a Weapon Spirit. How could it bring him the suppression of a superior Martial Soul?

Ye Chen also noticed that something was wrong with Beibei and hurriedly withdrew his Aurora Sword Martial Soul.

"Big Brother Beibei, what's wrong?"

Ye Chen's soft, adorable voice sounded beside Beibei's ear. Upon hearing this, Beibei explained what had just happened.

Only then did Ye Chen learn that his Martial Soul could suppress Beast Spirits.

His Aurora Sword was originally a symbol of the Emperor. The Five-Clawed Golden Dragon wrapped around the blade possessed an innate suppression over other Beast Spirit soul masters.

After hearing this, Beibei looked at Ye Chen as though he were looking at a monster. At the same time, he felt somewhat depressed. It seemed he would never be able to teach this ototo a lesson again.

"Little Chen, your Martial Soul is way too overpowered. But..."

At this point, his eyes flicked toward Ye Chen, and he immediately began to play dirty.

"Little Chen, since neither of us made a move in this match, let's call it a draw."

"From now on, I'm still your big brother, and you're still my ototo."

Beibei shamelessly declared this while secretly making a decision: he would never Soul Duel Ye Chen again. Otherwise, he might not even be able to release a soul skill.

Seeing Beibei stubbornly insist on being shameless, Ye Chen had no way to deal with him. He could only silently give him the title of an old scoundrel.

After chatting for a while, Ye Chen prepared to bid Beibei farewell. He still needed to go to the Golden Tree today to receive Mu En's guidance.

"Big Brother Beibei, I'll be leaving first. Mu En has something for me today. When we have time, I'll go with you to steal Old Qian's precious soul beast and stew it."

After hearing that, Beibei could not quite laugh, yet his eyes also held a craving for Ye Chen's cooking. Ye Chen's spicy rabbit meat was truly delicious!

After saying goodbye to Beibei, Ye Chen hurried toward the Golden Tree. Today, Mu En was going to teach him how to use his Power of Light.

After a while.

Ye Chen arrived inside Sea God Pavilion and saw Mu En sitting in a chair, waiting for his arrival.

"Mu En, I'm here."

Ye Chen looked at the elderly man before him, whose back could no longer straighten, his eyes filled with respect.

Mu En slowly raised his eyes toward Ye Chen, faint anticipation present in his cloudy gaze.

"Little Chen, you're here."

"Today, it is time I taught you how to use your Power of Light."

Mu En's aged yet wise voice sounded beside Ye Chen's ear.

As he spoke, Light Soul Power surged continuously from Mu En's hand. Then, the Power of Light—capable of warming the heart yet also destroying enemies—circled endlessly around Ye Chen.

"The use of the Power of Light lies within one's heart. Evil people will never understand the true essence of the Power of Light!"

After speaking, Mu En looked at Ye Chen and said to him,

"Little Chen, summon your Martial Soul first."

Hearing this, Ye Chen immediately summoned his Martial Soul. A handsome longsword brimming with the aura of light and the Emperor appeared in his hand.

Mu En looked at the majestic, domineering Emperor's Sword in Ye Chen's hand and could not help but sigh.

"Every time I see your Martial Soul, I feel as though I am facing the righteous energy of heaven and earth."

"Little Chen, this sword of yours is not only a symbol of light, but also a symbol of the Emperor!"

Mu En explained his understanding of the Emperor Aurora Sword to Ye Chen.

Ye Chen did not refute him, because he knew the origin of his Martial Soul.

It was the weapon of the Heavenly Dao Emperor, leader of the Bright Realm. Naturally, it was a symbol of light and the Emperor.

Mu En watched the Aurora Sword in Ye Chen's hand, his voice calm yet powerful.

"Little Chen, the power within your Martial Soul comes from the Emperor and light. It inherently carries the nature of command and protection."

"If you only think of using the sword in your hand to suppress and destroy, you are putting the cart before the horse. You must do what an Emperor does; only then can you use your Power of Light to its fullest extent."

With that, he gestured for Ye Chen to open his hands, then told him to draw forth his Power of Light.

Ye Chen followed his instructions. Pale golden radiance danced in his hands, and the light he released gave people a sense of peace.

"Little Chen, try slowing down. Control it from the perspective of an Emperor."

After seeing Ye Chen release his Power of Light, Mu En guided him.

"Do not think about controlling its intensity. Instead, feel its connection with its surroundings. Look at the Light Element in the air—it has always existed. Your power is not isolated. Try to 'speak' with it."

Ye Chen held his breath and focused, striving to restrain the sharpness within his power as he carefully sensed the Light Element in the air.

At first, the radiance was somewhat restless, but under Mu En's guidance, it gradually became gentle.

When his Power of Light merged with the surrounding Light Element, the light in his palm suddenly spread outward.

The radiance was like a thin veil of golden gauze, shrouding half the room without the slightest sense of oppression. Instead, it made people feel at ease.