A Twelve-Year-Old Soul Ancestor

Watching the sea of students below the stage, Bibi Dong's eternally icy expression finally revealed a hint of happiness.

"Spirit Hall owes its current prosperity to Zijun's righteous assistance."

Beside her, Chrysanthemum Douluo raised a hand to stroke his cheek, his alluring eyes filled with fervent admiration.

At the center of the arena, the host made an impassioned announcement.

"The sixth Student Grand Tournament officially begins! Intermediate students, please enter the arena!"

As soon as the host finished speaking, the contestants seated in their class stands summoned their Martial Souls and leaped down one after another.

"Xiao Jun, I'm going down first!"

Qian Renxue leaned close to Zijun's cheek and secretly gave him a kiss.

Then she summoned her Martial Soul and flew down.

Compared to the other Spirit Masters who had jumped down, those with flying Martial Souls like hers—

looked far more graceful!

"This year's tournament will definitely be decided by Class 3 again."

Spirit Masters from other grades in the stands whispered among themselves.

"Could first place this time be Qian Renxue again?"

"If Zijun doesn't participate, then first place really could go to Her Highness."

"Who is Zijun?"

A newly arrived junior student asked curiously.

After glancing at the rookie student, a senior student beside him patiently explained.

"Judging by your uniform, you must be a junior student, right? No wonder you'd ask that."

After gathering his thoughts, the senior student looked longingly toward the Intermediate Class 3 team.

"He became a Title Douluo at six! At twelve, he topped the Spirit Hall Power Ranking and became the youngest and strongest Title Douluo in the history of the entire continent! He is Lord Zijun!"

Upon hearing the senior student's explanation, the junior student sitting nearby widened his eyes in shock!

It was as though he had just heard some mythical legend!

"Wow! Is he even human? A six-year-old Title Douluo! Is that really something a human can achieve?"

Seeing the junior student's stunned expression, the senior student greatly enjoyed it.

It was as though he himself had become a Title Douluo.

"On top of that, Lord Zijun is approachable. Whether they're nobles or commoner students, as long as they don't offend him, he never discriminates against or bullies other students."

In the center of the arena, every class that faced Class 3 voluntarily forfeited.

There was no other reason.

Qian Renxue, Hu Liena, Xie Yue, and Yan were the four leading the class.

Only Qian Renxue had reached the Soul Ancestor level! The other three were Soul Elders.

Qian Renxue, level forty-nine Soul Ancestor!

Hu Liena, level thirty-five Soul Elder!

Xie Yue, level thirty-three Soul Elder!

Yan, level thirty-three Soul Elder!

Over six years, Qian Renxue had made the greatest progress among the four!

And her current cultivation was all thanks to Zijun's instruction.

From cultivation insights to the rare treasures needed for cultivation,

even her Soul Rings and Spirit Bones had all been carefully selected by Zijun from the System Shop.

Qian Renxue's first Soul Ring was already a Thousand-Year Spirit Ring!

Her Soul Ring configuration could be said to be, aside from Zijun and Little Gray's,

the most elite configuration on the entire continent!

Two purple, two black!

When Qian Renxue had advanced back then, Zijun had even let her try absorbing a Hundred-Thousand-Year Spirit Ring.

But to his surprise, Qian Renxue simply could not withstand the Soul Power and interference of a Hundred-Thousand-Year Spirit Ring!

If Zijun had not acted in time and destroyed that Hundred-Thousand-Year Spirit Ring,

Qian Renxue would likely have suffered cultivation deviation and become an Evil Soul Master long ago!

It was precisely because of that failure that Zijun honestly let Qian Renxue absorb Ten-Thousand Year Spirit Rings instead.

Although they were Ten-Thousand Year Spirit Rings, to Qian Renxue, who still possessed an ordinary mortal body,

they were still no small challenge.

In the end, it was only through Zijun's cultivation and abilities that she had barely managed, at level thirty as a Soul Elder, to absorb her first Ten-Thousand Year Spirit Ring.

Even Bibi Dong, standing in the stands, was somewhat taken aback by the Soul Ring configuration Qian Renxue displayed in the arena.

A Spirit Scholar daring to absorb a Thousand-Year Spirit Ring was either sick in the head or unafraid of death.

A Soul Elder daring to absorb a Ten-Thousand Year Spirit Ring could no longer be described as merely unafraid of death.

She was simply insane!

Yet the sight before them made everyone present involuntarily question the Soul Ring absorption methods passed down since ancient times.

Wasn't a Soul Elder supposed to be able to absorb, at most, a Thousand-Year Spirit Ring?

How had an exception appeared here...?

So Soul Elders could absorb Ten-Thousand Year Spirit Rings after all?

Wasn't that treating everyone like idiots?

After a brief moment of surprise, Bibi Dong quickly regained her composure.

She turned to look at Zijun, who was sitting alone in the Intermediate Class 3 section.

It seems Xue'er's Soul Ring configuration was all Xiao Jun's doing.

He truly is a man worthy of entrusting one's life to. I can rest easy leaving Xue'er with him.

She withdrew her gaze.

Then Bibi Dong left the tournament grounds early.

As for the results, there was no need to watch to know who would claim them.

Although she had not thought much of Qian Renxue in the past, Qian Renxue's talent

was something she had always understood. It was no exaggeration to say that, aside from Zijun, no one on the entire continent could rival Qian Renxue's cultivation talent during childhood!

Even she, with Twin Martial Souls, had not been able to match Qian Renxue when she was young.

After all... Qian Renxue possessed innate full Soul Power at level twenty! On top of that, she had a top-tier Angel Martial Soul that was invincible in aerial combat!

And she was also the Angel God's chosen successor!

In the original story, the reason Qian Renxue had been defeated by Tang San was, aside from protagonist luck, still protagonist luck!

Just compare the benefits granted by the divine inheritances the two received. One had his cultivation raised and was given Artifacts!

The Sea God practically treated him like his own son. Then look at Qian Renxue.

Other than a divine position and a slight increase in strength, she got absolutely nothing!

It was like recruiting an agent: pay me, and I'll grant you distribution rights!

She even had to throw in a Qian Daoliu!

The difference between those inheritances was simply heaven and earth.

Most ridiculous of all, both the Angel God and Sea God were Level One Deities.

Just thinking about it was absurd!

In the stands, Zijun leaned back and closed his eyes to rest again.

On the arena stage, Class 3, where Qian Renxue was, barely had to make a move.

The other classes were frightened into surrendering!

Who could blame them when Class 3 was so monstrous!

Fortunately, Zijun had not entered the arena. Otherwise, the intermediate students would have been forced to relive the unbearable memories of the junior student tournament.

During that tournament, the moment Zijun stepped onto the stage and released his Soul Rings and Soul Power,

the students from the other two classes had been so frightened that they wet themselves on the spot!

If phones had existed in that era, they would have wanted to call home immediately.

You wouldn't believe it! I, a mere level-two Spirit Scholar,

was summoned by my teacher to fight a Title Douluo in an arena match! Can you believe that?

Inside a small bar in Nuoding City, a brown-haired girl who looked just over twelve years old

worked diligently with an apron tied around her waist. She had a curvaceous figure and a cold, regal appearance.

"Aunt Xiang, after I finish today, I won't be coming anymore. Tomorrow, I'm going to school to become a Spirit Master!"

"That's a good thing. Aunt Xiang will settle your wages tomorrow. Just come visit this old woman whenever you have time, haha."

Hearing the brown-haired girl's voice, the middle-aged woman bent over the counter and smiled kindly as she cleaned.

The brown-haired girl nodded heavily, a smile rising on her lips as she cleaned the tables even more diligently.

"I will find you."

The girl smiled softly, seeming to recall some beautiful memory...