Xiao Wu Rolls Up and Issues a Challenge

Inside the luxurious lounge.

Lin Qi had just walked in when Xiao Wu immediately came up to him carrying a fruit platter.

"Please sit, Master."

"Please have some fruit, Master."

Lin Qi gave her a sidelong glance.

"What's this sudden attentiveness? Since when were you so devoted to being a maid?"

"What are you talking about, Master? I've always been your thoughtful little maid."

Xiao Wu did not actually know just how strong Lin Qi was.

Although she had fought Lin Qi before, she had lost in a muddle before his Fortune Fist Technique.

Now that she had seen Lin Qi easily defeat a Soul Elder whose cultivation was higher than his, she had gained a clearer understanding of his strength.

And Lin Qi could actually alter the form of his Martial Soul and casually use powerful Self-Created Soul Skills.

All of it made Xiao Wu keenly feel the gap between people. It was practically greater than the gap between people and dogs.

Oh, she was a rabbit.

Then never mind.

"Um, Master, when you have time, could you spare just a little effort to help me develop one or two fairly powerful Self-Created Soul Skills too?"

Lin Qi gave a cold laugh.

"So you're after benefits. You really disappoint me as your Master. I never thought you were the kind of rabbit who only worked for rewards."

Xiao Wu: ...

"Maids get wages too! I work for you for free, make your bed, fold your blankets, wash clothes, cook meals, and never complain about hardship or exhaustion. Is that easy for me...?"

As she spoke, Xiao Wu began to feel wronged.

Well...

Lin Qi thought about it. It seemed he truly had never paid her wages, not even pocket money.

Whenever his luck kicked in and he picked up Soul Coins, at most he had let this rabbit pick them up and hand them over to him.

"Hmph, and now you're acting aggrieved? The benefits you've gained from being my maid are worth far more than Mere Soul Coins. Don't you know that?"

"Uh..."

Xiao Wu became a little guilty as well.

She had been able to receive Master Meng's guidance precisely because Master Meng was giving Lin Qi face.

That kind of instruction and cultivation truly could not be measured by a few Gold Soul Coins.

What was more, because of Lin Qi, she no longer had to worry about the Hidden Danger of her Humanoid Transformation. It seemed she had already received enormous benefits.

Seeing Xiao Wu grow guilty and ashamed, Lin Qi was quite satisfied.

She actually dared to ask for wages? That was simply outrageous.

I gave you a job, and you actually wanted wages too?

Lin Qi decided to drive this harmful way of thinking out of Xiao Wu's head as soon as possible.

"I was wrong. I apologize to you."

Xiao Wu also felt that she had gone too far. She decided that from now on, she would do an even better job at this promising profession of being a maid.

"Master, Xiao Wu will feed you fruit."

"Not bad. Keep it up. There will be bread, and perhaps there will be Self-Created Soul Skills too."

"Really?"

Having been struck with a stick and then given a sweet date, Xiao Wu was instantly full of motivation, even though that sweet date only existed in words for now.

Not long after, the maid from before knocked and requested permission to enter before coming in again.

Unlike before, aside from her reverence for Lin Qi's identity, she now also held heartfelt admiration for him.

On Douluo Continent, strength and talent were always the things people valued most.

Of course, that excluded a certain Pope with bad taste in men.

That person just happened to like trash. Their standards were rather twisted.

"My lord, a Soul Master wishes to challenge you?"

"Oh? Someone already wants to challenge me? Who is it?" Lin Qi was intrigued.

That last battle had ended far too quickly. He had not enjoyed it at all.

"It is Chen Feng of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. However, he intends to fight you after you become a Soul Ancestor."

"Chen Feng? What is his relationship with Sword Douluo Chen Xin?"

This maid from the Soul Fighting Arena knew quite a few things and immediately replied,

"Chen Feng is Sword Douluo's grandson, and Sword Douluo values him greatly. His Soul Fight emblem is already a Purple Gold Emblem, only because he has not participated in many Soul Fights."

Lin Qi considered it and said,

"Go tell Chen Feng that if he wants to fight me, there is no need to wait until later. Today will do."

Lin Qi was rather interested in the Seven Kill Sword Martial Soul.

The most famous Sword Martial Soul on Douluo Continent was the Seven Kill Sword. Even the Wind Sword Sect had to rank behind it.

The maid asked with concern, "You have just fought. Don't you need to rest and recover your Soul Power?"

"No need. A battle of that level did not even count as a warm-up. Go make the arrangements."

"Yes."

Xiao Wu had been watching the maid the whole time, her heart filled with a sense of crisis.

She had no doubt that as long as Lin Qi nodded, this maid would not hesitate in the slightest to switch from being a regular maid to becoming Lin Qi's personal maid.

Damn it. I never expected even a position like maid to have such fierce competition. I can't be outdone. I have to perform well.

"Master, you must be tired. Xiao Wu will give you a massage and loosen your muscles."

Without a teacher, Xiao Wu had mastered a Self-Created Soul Skill—Roll Up!

After leaving his challenge request, Chen Feng had originally planned to depart.

To his surprise, he received word that they could fight today.

"Arrogant!"

Chen Feng had not expected Lin Yi to be so arrogant. Did Lin Yi not know that his cultivation was higher?

Still, Chen Feng hesitated somewhat.

It was not that he thought he would lose. Rather, he felt that a Soul Ancestor fighting a Soul Elder would not bring him any glory even if he won.

He might even be mocked for having a Seven Kill Sword Martial Soul that could only bully Soul Masters of lower cultivation. That was something he could not accept.

"Go back and tell that arrogant fellow that once he breaks through to level forty, I will defeat him myself."

"Right now is probably your best chance to defeat Lin Yi. If you keep waiting, you may not even be able to see Lin Yi's back."

Chen Feng abruptly turned toward the source of the voice, wanting to see who dared speak so boldly.

Then he saw Ge Ming.

"So it is Steward Ge. Do you believe I am no match for Lin Yi?"

Chen Feng treated Ge Ming with some caution, but he was not truly afraid.

The Soul Fighting Arena's influence was so great that it even surpassed the vast majority of sects.

It was said that the Soul Fighting Arena had been founded by seven powerful Soul Master families. Yet even the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect did not know which seven families they were.

Chen Feng felt that even if the Soul Fighting Arena was powerful, it was surely far inferior to the Upper Three Sects.

Ge Ming shook his head. "I am merely stating the facts. Can't you see that Lin Yi's strength is in no way inferior to that of a Soul Ancestor?"

Of course Chen Feng could see it.

Lin Yi had easily defeated Zhang Li without even using a Soul Ring, relying only on a Self-Created Soul Skill.

With such strength, even among Soul Ancestors, Lin Yi would definitely rank near the top.

Chen Feng gave Ge Ming a deep look.

"Since Steward Ge has personally stepped in, I will give you this courtesy. I will suppress my strength to the Soul Elder level and fight Lin Yi."

Chen Feng did not actually want to wait either.

Until he defeated Lin Yi, his doubts about his Seven Kill Sword Martial Soul would never disappear.

How could the Seven Kill Sword be weaker than a Mere Fire Sword Martial Soul?

Impossible. Absolutely impossible!

Ge Ming waved to one of his subordinates, who immediately went to arrange the match.

After Porcupinefish Douluo returned to Xue Qinghe's side, Snake Lance Douluo complained,

"Why did you take so long to come back?"

Xue Qinghe said, "It is fine as long as the matter was handled. Were those two children sent back?"

Porcupinefish Douluo: Children? What children?

He had nearly forgotten about that.

"Probably. This subordinate has another important matter to report."

Xue Qinghe's brows furrowed slightly.

What did "probably" mean? Either they had been sent home or they had not.

"Where are those two children?"

It was not that Xue Qinghe truly cared deeply about two children he had met only once. He simply felt that Porcupinefish Douluo was brushing him off.

Porcupinefish Douluo instantly realized that the Young Master was displeased and hurriedly explained.

"Those two children went straight to the Great Soul Arena. After this subordinate entered, they disappeared. They should be the children of one of the Soul Fighting Arena's staff members."

After hearing Porcupinefish Douluo's explanation and realizing that he had not intentionally been dismissive, Xue Qinghe's expression improved slightly.

Porcupinefish Douluo continued,

"This subordinate discovered an exceptionally talented Soul Master in the Soul Fighting Arena. This person's Martial Soul is a Fire Sword, and it may be another kind of Sword Martial Soul no weaker than the Seven Kill Sword."

"Oh?"