That Year, Twenty, Limit Douluo!

Heaven Dou Empire, Sunset Forest!

At the center of the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well, cold mist and scorching waves intertwined and surged, as the Green Bamboo Bee Cloud Sword martial soul rose from behind him.

The cyan-gold sword body was wreathed in golden arcs of lightning, enveloping the cross-legged figure at its center.

The previously stagnant barrier of the 98th-level peak shattered under the scouring of energy; the biting cold seeped into his meridians to congeal his blood, while the raging flames swept through to forge his bones and marrow.

The colliding and merging of cold and heat within his body not only tempered his physique into an indestructible diamond-like state.

As the power surged in completely, the External Soul Bone behind him, which resembled wings and was infused with wind and lightning, began to shine brilliantly!

The golden bamboo nodes on the sword's spine lit up inch by inch, and nine Spirit Rings spun frantically around the blade, the power of lightning and the forces of ice and fire entangling to transform into ten thousand golden rays that drilled into his Dantian.

As the Soul Core condensed into a rhombus shape under the tempering of the triple forces, the moment it exploded with a boom...

"Success!"

With a low shout, the pressure of a 99th-level Limit Douluo spread out, overwhelming the heavens and earth.

The Green Bamboo Bee Cloud Sword flew up abruptly, the tip of the sword cleaving out a golden thunderbolt that pierced the sky; a pillar of lightning like a giant dragon, wrapped in the aura of ice and fire, shot straight into the clouds, splitting the horizon in two.

Across the entire Sunset Forest, any Spirit Beast that sensed this aura, whether it was ten-thousand-year level or even higher, could not help but lower its body, burying its head slowly into the soil.

At a glance, it looked as if they were kowtowing to that figure!

The figure stood up slowly, retracting his aura; the Green Bamboo Bee Cloud Sword vanished into his palm, leaving only wisps of lightning around his body.

Only at this moment, after the blinding lightning dissipated, did the man's figure come into view.

He was tall and slender, dressed in a cyan robe; although his attire was simple, it gave off an ethereal and otherworldly feeling.

His long black hair was not tied up, just draped casually behind him.

His skin was fair, his features sharp, and he was truly handsome and refined.

Even compared to the distinguished readers who have read up to this point, he was no less impressive.

His name was Qin Yun!

Being able to appear here, he was undoubtedly a transmigrator.

And as a wanderer from Blue Star, just like other transmigrators, Qin Yun had bound a system the moment he arrived on the Douluo Continent.

However, unlike the deliberate nature of other systems, the one Qin Yun bound seemed extremely casual.

Happy Birthday System!

As the name suggests, every year on his birthday, Qin Yun could receive a reward from his mother on Blue Star.

It could be an increase in Soul Power Level, a spirit bone, or perhaps a refined cultivation technique.

Because of this, although Qin Yun had only been in this world for twenty years, just now, his cultivation had already reached the realm of a 99th-level Limit Douluo!

Not only that, but because all his attributes were maxed out.

Beyond his terrifying level, Qin Yun's combat power was even more horrifying.

It is no exaggeration to say that even slaying a god would not be a difficult task!

In this fantasy world, the strong prey on the weak, and there are no rules to speak of.

Or rather, the only rule is that whoever has the biggest fist is in the right!

Possessing such strength, at the beginning, Qin Yun did not develop the idea that "with great power comes great responsibility."

Instead, he transitioned directly to "not eating beef!"

As for bullying Tang San or whatever...

Not to mention that when Qin Yun first transmigrated, Tang San had not even been born yet; even now, he was just a teenager.

Let alone him, even his father, Tang Hao, probably couldn't withstand a single strike from his sword.

Although it was said in his past life that Tang San was an ingrate and a hypocrite, for Qin Yun, as long as he didn't provoke him, he couldn't be bothered to deal with him.

He was just a transmigrator from an ancient era; what kind of waves could he possibly stir up?

If he dared to act like Wang Mang, he would dare to drop a meteorite on him!

It was just a pity that although the feeling of "not eating beef" was good, after it lasted for a while, Qin Yun felt not only a bit of emptiness in his loins but also a sense of emptiness in his heart.

It was as if that thing was not what he was truly pursuing.

Compared to physical or carnal pleasures, the feeling of a breakthrough in cultivation was far more satisfying.

Thus, perhaps because he had reached a certain age, even though he was still a youth, Qin Yun developed the idea of living in seclusion.

He entered the Sunset Forest, found the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well, and simply settled down there.

He would cultivate, and when he was tired of cultivating, he would drink tea, practice swordplay, farm, and tend to flowers and plants.

Although the days were simple and unadorned, they felt exceptionally fulfilling, and the emptiness in his heart vanished completely.

However, as more and more fated people arrived, the original thatched cottage was rebuilt larger and larger, and by now, it had taken on the appearance of a sect.

Busy-bodies even dubbed this place the Qingyun Sect, and the seven mountains with distinct scenery near the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well were also given various names by them.

Such as Tongtian Peak, Dragon Head Peak, Great Bamboo Peak, Small Bamboo Peak, and so on.

Aside from This Humble One, who is merely the Sect Master in name, they are actually quite devoted to building up the sect.

But it does not matter!

Humans are social animals; living in isolation for years on end is not really a sustainable way of life.

The way things are right now is quite good.

If nothing unexpected happens, Qin Yun estimates that he will continue to stay like this.

As for the trouble on Bibi Dong's side, it would be best if that little brat could resolve it; if he cannot, then This Humble One will simply resolve all of them!

"Forget it, according to the plot's progression, there is at least another decade to go, why be in such a rush!"

Flicking his wide sleeves, Qin Yun, having finished his breakthrough, left the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well, intending to check on some flowers and herbs he had planted earlier.

However, just as he stepped out of the medicinal garden, an elderly man with a tall, slender build, clad in green armor and sporting long, jet-black hair, appeared before Qin Yun.

Upon seeing him, the other party bowed and exclaimed.

"Congratulations to the Sect Master for achieving great success in your cultivation and bringing your technique to the pinnacle of perfection. It is only a matter of time before the Sect Master takes that final step and becomes a legendary deity!"

The old man's aura was steady; although he appeared advanced in age, his spirit was remarkably vigorous, clearly indicating a person of extraordinary cultivation.

"Old Poison!"

"You are guarding this place—surely not just to flatter me, are you? If you have something to say, say it; if not, come and have some tea with me. We don't need this between us!"

"Hahaha!" Dugu Bo laughed heartily.

"Nothing can be hidden from you, Sect Master. It is just that the All-Continent Soul Master Competition is starting this year, and that girl of mine asked me to inquire whether you intend to go and watch it?"

The All-Continent Soul Master Competition?

He remembered now!

That is the competition where they shout out their skill names and the fighting feels like playing a video game, right?

It is not that he is being difficult, but if it actually had any technical depth, he would go.

Even if it were card games or video games, as long as it was interesting, Qin Yun would be happy to join in the fun.

But, pray tell, which of those traits does the Soul Master Competition possess?

Especially with members of the Qingyun Sect participating.

Even if Martial Soul Hall has produced the Golden Generation, with the interference of that little brat, the entire Shrek Academy is essentially cheating!

Even so, there would likely be no surprises to speak of.

One-sided battles—he would rather sleep than watch that sort of thing.

"We shall discuss it later; if I have time, I will..."

"Rumble~"

Before Qin Yun could finish his evasive remark, a heaven-shaking roar echoed across the horizon, startling the Spirit Beasts in the forest into a frenzy.

Then, as the sea of clouds surged, a Golden Ranking List hung suspended in the sky.

What was even more miraculous was that no matter from which angle one looked at it, it appeared as if one were viewing it head-on.

Such a scene truly deserves the title of a "miracle"!