Absorbing a Soul Ring, Ten Levels in a Single Step, Shocking Everyone!

"Ning Rongrong, watch closely. I'll show you what a true prodigy is!"

Chen Lang glanced at Ning Rongrong, then flipped his wrist. An ancient greatsword, roughly five feet long and half a foot wide, appeared in his hand.

The Seven Kill Sword was currently in its most basic form. Only after reaching level 97 would its appearance change.

Holding the Seven Kill Sword, Chen Lang strode toward the four-hundred-year-old soul beast, the Nether Wolf. Without a word, he ended the Nether Wolf's life with a single slash.

In an instant, a Yellow Soul Ring floated out from the Nether Wolf's body.

Before everyone's eyes, Chen Lang sat cross-legged and focused on the Seven Kill Sword in his right hand. Guided by his Soul Power, the Nether Wolf's Yellow Soul Ring slowly drifted toward the greatsword in his hand.

As the Soul Ring approached, Chen Lang immediately felt the oppressive force of its abundant Soul Power. Even the bones throughout his body began to creak beneath the pressure.

However, as someone born with Innate Full Soul Power who had awakened the Seven Kill Sword, he could still handle that pressure with ease, despite never having cultivated either his Soul Power or his physique.

Very soon, the yellow halo condensed into a bracelet-sized ring and slipped over the greatsword in Chen Lang's hand.

Chen Lang felt a surge of dense Soul Power, scorching like magma, rush from his right hand into his body. His body began to tremble involuntarily.

"Calm your mind and hold your breath. Use the method I taught you for cultivating Soul Power to guide this force and temper your body!"

At that moment, Sword Douluo's deep voice rang out.

Chen Lang immediately circulated the Soul Power within his body, guiding that force through all the meridians in his body and tempering his physique.

Before long, Chen Lang slowly opened his eyes, revealing a pair of clear, bright, confident black eyes.

A strange black gleam had also appeared on the Seven Kill Sword in his hand, making it even sharper and more imposing.

With a soft pop, Chen Lang's aura rose from that of a level 10 Spirit Master to that of a level 11 Soul Master!

"Ding! Detected that the host has successfully broken through to the Soul Master realm. Hextech may now be drawn. Draw now?"

Seeing the prompt that had suddenly appeared before him, Chen Lang's eyes lit up. Could it be that every time he broke through a major realm, he would get one chance to draw a prismatic Hextech?

But this was not the right time. He would draw it later.

Had this brat been hiding his true abilities all along? Ning Fengzhi frowned as a bad feeling suddenly rose within him.

Chen Lang had just seen a soul beast for the first time, yet he had been able to kill that Gale Wolf so decisively with a single strike. How could someone with such temperament be an ignorant, cowardly wastrel?

Even Ning Fengzhi himself had trembled for a while when he killed a soul beast for the first time.

Yet Chen Lang had acted as though nothing had happened. His gaze had been incomparably firm, and he had even sat down right away to absorb the Soul Ring. Ning Fengzhi could not help but think deeply about it.

But when he remembered that he still had a backup plan, he relaxed again. A pleased smile appeared on his face as he said, "Congratulations, Uncle Sword. Congratulations, Little Lang, on successfully absorbing your first Soul Ring and becoming a Soul Master!"

"Sword Old Man's grandson isn't simple... Seems I misjudged him." A flash of surprise also passed through Bone Douluo's eyes.

He had likewise noticed that Chen Lang had been far too calm when he killed a soul beast for the first time.

So calm that he did not seem like a nine-year-old child at all.

"Chen Lang, don't tell me you think absorbing one Soul Ring is enough to make me see you in a new light?"

Ning Rongrong stepped forward again. "You have Innate Full Soul Power. You should have absorbed a Soul Ring and entered the Soul Master realm three years ago."

"But you wasted three years doing nothing. What's the point of only starting to work hard now?"

"I'm already level 20. Once I absorb a Soul Ring, I'll become a Soul Grandmaster!"

"In cultivation, one slow step means every step afterward will be slow. Even if you have Innate Full Soul Power, you still can't make up for the three-year gap between us!"

"Rongrong!"

Seeing his daughter continue to speak so rudely, Ning Fengzhi's expression darkened as he directly reprimanded her.

In his view, Chen Lang had already taken the first step and was willing to begin cultivating. With his talent and Martial Soul, he was destined to become a Titled Douluo. Naturally, Ning Fengzhi would agree to this marriage.

He did not want his daughter to ruin things through cleverness.

"Father, I'm only stating the facts!"

When Ning Rongrong saw her father taking Chen Lang's side again just as he had when they were children, her temper flared at once.

She looked at Chen Lang and said, "If you have the ability, surpass me within three years. Otherwise, I'll still call off this marriage three years from now!"

"I don't need three years. Give me three minutes, and I'll surpass you."

Chen Lang immediately stepped forward. "I can tell you right now that your little bit of talent is worthless in front of me."

"Three minutes? What the hell, did I hear that right?!"

"Did Chen Lang fry his brain while absorbing the Soul Ring?"

"Exactly! He thinks he can go from Soul Master to Soul Grandmaster in three minutes? He must be dreaming!"

"..."

Hearing Chen Lang's words, everyone was stunned. None of them believed him, and some even suspected he had gone mad.

"Oh no, oh no. Sword Old Man, your grandson just turned over a new leaf, and now he's become an idiot. What are we supposed to do?" Bone Douluo said with a worried expression.

"If you can't talk, then shut up!" Sword Douluo glared at Bone Douluo. If it had been anyone else, he would have drawn his sword and cut them down.

But he was not in the mood to bicker with Bone Douluo. Instead, he looked at his grandson with eager anticipation.

Though he did not know why his grandson was so confident, he simply believed that Chen Lang could do it!

"Hahaha, did you hear that? It's not that I'm trying to put you down. Everyone here doesn't believe you." Ning Rongrong was stunned at first and even wondered whether something was wrong with her ears.

But when she heard the discussions around her, she became even happier. So Chen Lang really had gone crazy.

"What if I do it?" Chen Lang looked at Ning Rongrong, a smile curling at the corner of his lips.

"If you can surpass me in three minutes, then forget marrying you—I, Ning Rongrong, would be willing to be your servant and slave!" Ning Rongrong clearly did not believe Chen Lang could do it, her face full of contempt.

"Then watch carefully."

Chen Lang immediately called out to the system in his mind.

In an instant, Chen Lang felt an incomparably vast surge of Soul Power emerge from every cell in his body.

Right afterward, his Soul Power rose directly from level 11 to level 12, then 13, 14, 15, and continued all the way until it stopped at level 20.

"Ding! Detected that the host has not absorbed a Soul Ring. The remaining Soul Power will be returned to the host after a Soul Ring is absorbed."

As long as it can continue to be returned, that's fine.

Seeing the system prompt, Chen Lang inwardly let out a sigh of relief.

Yet in those mere few seconds, everyone present had their eyes wide and mouths agape, as though they had witnessed something utterly inconceivable.

The previously noisy surroundings fell silent at that moment. One could hear a pin drop.

Gaining a level every second—wasn't that far too unbelievable?!