Gengxin City

Vast energy surged through Bibi Han's body. Though its power was warm and bright, it was also immensely turbulent and violent.

The energy of a Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring was truly terrifying.

Outside, Bibi Han's body was directly resisting the Soul Ring, while a battle raged within his mind as well. A Unicorn formed from resentment, its eyes spewing fire as it sought to kill Bibi Han.

When absorbing an animal Soul Ring, Bibi Han had no Martial Soul Suppression. He could only endure it entirely with his body. He had wanted to absorb a plant-type Soul Beast, but he simply had not found one.

Although absorbing a 13,000-year animal Soul Ring carried enormous risks, Bibi Han still chose to absorb it because he believed in his Martial Soul.

Within his mind, Bibi Han continually used Blue Silver Grass to bind the Unicorn, trying to exhaust its strength. Yet every time, the Unicorn broke free and charged at him. If he had not undergone training with the Machine, he might have been rammed long ago.

"Damn it. At this rate, I'll lose sooner or later. I can't use the Clear Sky Hammer. If only I had a weapon."

A weapon? Could I shape one from Blue Silver Grass?

Bibi Han dodged another charge from the Unicorn.

No sooner said than done. The Blue Silver God Martial Soul moved, his mental power focused, and the Blue Silver Grass Vines at his feet gathered together. Under his intense concentration, they transformed into a massive hammer.

The hammerhead was slightly larger than the Clear Sky Divine Hammer without Soul Rings, but since it was formed from plants within the spiritual world, it was considerably lighter. After all, his mental power was not that strong.

Bibi Han rested the hammer on his shoulder and said confidently, "The counterattack begins, Unicorn. If you don't want to suffer, submit to me obediently. If I become a god, I'll help revive you."

The Unicorn roared and charged again.

Negotiations had broken down, but that was fine. Hammer in hand, he spun around and activated the Eye of Truth. Every movement of the Unicorn slowed by half in his eyes. This was another use of the Eye of Truth that he had just discovered.

Borrowing the force from his waist, Bibi Han's arm muscles bulged as he swung with all his strength, smashing the Unicorn across its right cheek.

The Unicorn cried out miserably as Bibi Han sent it flying. Such an attack could not inflict much damage on the resentment of a Ten Thousand Year Soul Beast. Then Bibi Han hurled the hammer with all his strength, aiming for its throat. The Unicorn let out another scream and lay on the ground, twitching twice.

Strike while it was down. Blue Silver Grass condensed into two Short Blades that stabbed into the Unicorn's front legs, followed by two more that pierced its hind legs.

He then picked up the hammer and looked at the constantly struggling Unicorn. Then, thud, thud, thud...

Every blow landed on its head. He had no idea how many times he struck it. The Unicorn lay there as though it had no strength left. Bibi Han gave it several more blows, and finally, the Unicorn's resentment turned into motes of light and vanished.

Outside, Bibi Han, whose body had constantly been releasing bloody mist as he absorbed the Soul Ring, finally stabilized. Though he was still in great pain, he could endure it completely.

Several hours later, he finally succeeded. Bibi Han's cultivation rose directly to level 33, and he gained a Soul Skill: Blue Silver Holy Light. It could be used on up to three people at once. Its effect could instantly restore any external injury. As long as the bones were not damaged, even severed flesh could be restored. His total Soul Power should be enough to use it six times.

"Not bad. As expected of a God-Tier Martial Soul. This effect, this number of uses... when an ordinary Soul Elder has just reached the rank, being able to use a Third Soul Skill three times is already about right. Yet you have six uses. Perhaps your Second Soul Ring, Sacred Wood, has helped as well."

"Let's go, Little Han. To Gengxin City."

After some time, the two arrived at the gates of Gengxin City, where a dense metallic smell rushed toward them.

"Grandpa Ghost, Mother didn't notify them, did she?"

"Your Majesty the Pope said she wanted to train your independence, so she did not."

Bibi Han inwardly breathed a sigh of relief. He remembered that in the original work, the bishop of Gengxin City had been scum. Thinking of what that man had done filled him with anger.

Bibi Han entered the city. From time to time, he saw many people with bare upper bodies, bronze-colored skin, and calluses on their hands. One look was enough to tell that they were blacksmiths.

People on the streets also kept looking at him, mostly women, because Bibi Han was simply too eye-catching. He had waist-length azure hair streaked with gold, fair and handsome features, and relatively ordinary clothes, which he had deliberately chosen to wear. Due to the Blue Silver God Martial Soul, he unconsciously radiated an aura of nature that made people instinctively feel favorably toward him.

At that moment, a blacksmith Uncle stopped and asked, "Little Friends, why are you alone? Where are you going?" There was kindness on Uncle's face. Blacksmiths tended to be simple and honest people.

Although absorbing the Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring had increased his height by another eight centimeters, he was still only 143 centimeters tall. He really was a child.

Bibi Han felt no disdain at all in response to the blacksmith Uncle's question. There was no distinction between high and low, noble and humble, among professions in the world. On Blue Star in his previous life, without sanitation workers, where would clean and orderly cities come from? Without delivery workers, how could people relax at home?

Bibi Han answered politely, "Uncle, I plan to go to the Martial Soul Main Hall."

"Oh, Uncle advises you not to go. Those people from Spirit Hall aren't good people." As he spoke, the blacksmith Uncle's eyes filled with deep disgust.

"Why, Uncle? Don't the people of Spirit Hall manage Soul Masters all the time and stop them from harming us?"

"Harm? The greatest harm we've suffered comes from them. They bully men and women alike and commit every kind of evil. A few days ago, a little Girl from out of town was secretly taken away by those beasts just because she was pretty. No one even knows where she is now."

After his indignant outburst, Uncle's face showed apology.

"I'm sorry, Little Friends. I shouldn't have let you know about such things."

"Uncle, I should be thanking you for telling me this."

"Huh?" The blacksmith Uncle was somewhat confused.

"Uncle, I'll be going now." In a flash, Bibi Han ran off and disappeared.

He stopped in an alley. "Grandpa Ghost, you heard that, right?"

A voice came from the air. "I heard it. I don't know whether those words can be trusted, because too many families in the Soul Master World slander our Spirit Hall."

"Whether it's true or not, won't we find out if we investigate in secret?"

Bibi Han's expression was icy. He could be certain that it was completely true, because more than a decade later, they would openly snatch people off the streets.

A brownish-yellow building stood ahead, its main gates tightly shut. Above them was the Spirit Hall emblem bearing five swords—the Martial Soul Main Hall.

Spirit Hall normally received Soul Masters, so its gates had to remain open all day. Yet its gates were closed, and there was not a single person around.