Achoo!
Far away at Suo Tuo Great Soul Arena, Tian Hao suddenly sneezed for no apparent reason, but he did not dwell on it.
"Name?"
"Yue Buqun! Yue as in mountain, not bu as in 'don't,' and qun as in a group of people."
"Do you have a title?"
"Gent... ahem, Gentleman Sword!"
He had been about to say Gentleman Swordsman, but Tian Hao suddenly recalled that this world had no such word. It did have the similar term gentleman, so he changed it. The meanings were close enough anyway.
"Martial Soul?"
"Body Martial Soul!"
He came to the counter to register with a pinkish-purple-haired woman. When she heard "Body Martial Soul," the woman, who had been writing with her head lowered, looked up in confusion.
What kind of Martial Soul was a Body Martial Soul?
She had never heard of it.
"My Martial Soul is my body. It's similar to a Beast Martial Soul."
Tian Hao casually explained, then flicked the air with a finger. The force behind it produced an explosive crack.
When one was out in the world, one naturally needed a few extra identities. Besides, with his current physical condition, pretending to have a Body Martial Soul was no problem.
"What a strange Martial Soul."
Though confused, the woman in charge of registration still wrote it down.
"Soul Master rank?"
"Battle Soul Elder!"
Tian Hao gave his rank as Battle Soul Elder. He believed that, without using the cheat-like boost of his enlightenment state, he could still contend against a Soul Elder. Even with his eye problems, the supplement of Mental Power perception allowed him to maintain combat strength at the Soul Elder level.
The pinkish-purple-haired woman glanced at the man wearing an iron mask before entering the information without much thought. Finally, she used a