Star Luo City Spirit Hall Branch

The massive flower head of the Amethyst Imperial Epiphyllum drooped slightly; Mu Qian could sense a faint sorrow and a feeling of resignation.

"What do you need me to do?" She had finally made her choice.

Having received the answer he wanted, no matter how composed Mu Qian tried to appear, he could not hide his joy.

A Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast soul ring!

He had never even imagined that at his age, he would soon possess a Hundred-Thousand-Year soul ring!

The subject of the sacrifice was even more incredible: a top-tier mental-type soul beast with a cultivation of two hundred thousand years that had only failed its heavenly tribulation.

Under normal circumstances, one hundred thousand years was already the limit a human soul master could fuse with.

To possess a Hundred-Thousand-Year soul ring at level thirty almost guaranteed that the Douluo plane could no longer limit his future achievements.

"Hoo~" Mu Qian took a deep breath, steadying his excited emotions.

"You don't need to do anything; just proceed with the standard sacrifice process. I will control my martial soul to convert your physical body into a special spiritual energy."

"This does not mean death. At that point, you will possess a brand-new life, continuing to exist as a special entity."

"Of course, this also means that you will spend your life attached to and assisting me."

Mu Qian offered this final reminder, not wanting to deceive her and create a rift in the future.

She had not harmed him, so he would grant her the utmost respect.

Besides, he had known several Hundred-Thousand-Year soul beasts; having lived with Snow Maiden and Bing'er for so many years, he would not allow himself to violate his own bottom line.

The Amethyst Imperial Epiphyllum's massive flower head nodded gently.

From the moment she made her choice, she had already prepared herself mentally.

"Do you have a name?" Mu Qian asked. Aside from Little Flower, he would now have another companion.

He couldn't very well go on without knowing her name.

The Amethyst Imperial Epiphyllum shook her flower head in a human-like gesture; in the endless passage of time, she had never considered such a question.

Every day, all she cared about was how to survive.

And Mu Qian was the first entity she had ever communicated with.

"In that case, I'll call you Jinyu from now on." Mu Qian thought for a moment, considering her status, and ultimately decided not to choose a name too casually.

If Little Flower could hear his thoughts, he would probably be so depressed he'd cough up three liters of blood.

Why was it always the dog that got hurt? Was it because he looked so casual?

Mu Qian, of course, didn't think that much into it. As for Jinyu, he was in no rush.

At this moment, there was still an ink-colored soul ring in the forest, waiting to welcome its master.

Several days later.

Star Luo City, capital of the Star Luo Empire.

At dusk, the setting sun had long since vanished beyond the horizon, and the fiery red clouds reflected the last traces of the evening glow, painting the towering city gates in a coat of crimson gold.

The bustling streets were filled with a constant flow of carriages and horses, and lights of various colors had begun to twinkle in response to one another.

Mu Qian held Little Flower in his arms, wandering through the magnificent streets, his gaze occasionally drawn to the dazzling array of shops on either side.

This combination of a boy and a dog did not attract much attention.

After all, this was the capital of an empire; all sorts of strange people and events occurred every day, and besides, under normal circumstances, Little Flower looked no different from an ordinary dog.

Star Forest was not far from Star Luo City, located to the north while the Star Luo Royal Forest was to the south; one could reach it in just a day's journey.

Star Luo City was a destination Mu Qian had planned for a long time.

Beyond scouting the timeline, he also needed to visit the local Spirit Hall branch to register his status as a soul master.

Compared to a few days ago, Mu Qian could be described as a completely different person.

After obtaining his third ten-thousand-year soul ring, the soul power he had accumulated over several years had surged, breaking through to level thirty-seven.

For his age group, this was unprecedented, and it was unlikely anyone would come after him to match it.

Jinyu, the Amethyst Imperial Epiphyllum, had also completed the sacrifice, becoming a unique life form residing within Mu Qian's martial soul.

The sacrificed soul ring had been attached to his second martial soul, the Nine Nether.

Since it was a Hundred-Thousand-Year soul ring, there was no need to worry about the soul ring limit for Twin Martial Souls.

The only thing that surprised Mu Qian was that the terrifying soul power of nearly two hundred thousand years, along with the energy provided by the two-hundred-thousand-year mental skull, had only helped his soul power level break through to level thirty-nine!

It had only increased by two levels...

He had expected to break through the level forty barrier in one go, but he had still fallen just short.

At the time, Mu Qian clearly sensed that all the soul power had been absorbed by his second martial soul.

That purple-black energy was like a massive, bottomless pit, greedily absorbing almost all the energy; if Mu Qian hadn't desperately snatched a portion of it for himself, he probably wouldn't have even gained those two levels.

What made him want to cry the most was that he still had no idea what his second martial soul actually was.

Fortunately, he had obtained two terrifyingly powerful super soul skills, as well as two soul bone skills, which provided him with some measure of comfort.

One of them, when he attempted to test its effects, drained his entire reserve of soul power in a single instant.

Mu Qian still felt a lingering fear to this day, secretly deciding that unless he was at death's door, he would never use it lightly.

At this moment, his soul power was already at level thirty-nine, very close to the threshold of level forty.

Even though his cultivation speed was slowed down by his massive total soul power and his insights into attributes, he would soon be able to seek out a suitable soul ring once again.

Thinking of this, Mu Qian couldn't help but feel another headache coming on.

To achieve such results at this age was already terrifying, yet unexpectedly, he was still not satisfied.

The subsequent divine trials would likely see a significant increase in difficulty, and he wondered if he would receive a God-given Soul Ring as a reward...

On the Douluo Continent, whether in the Heaven Dou Empire or the Star Luo Empire, the Martial Soul Hall in any city would be that city's landmark building.

The Guja City he had visited before also had a Martial Soul Hall, but he had been in such a rush to leave that place of trouble that he hadn't had time to register.

Afterward, he had traveled between various soul beast forests and hadn't found the time.

The reason Mu Qian chose to register as a soul master was, of course, not for the sake of those few measly Gold Soul Coins in subsidies.

On the Douluo Continent, soul master certification was indispensable; it was equivalent to a soul master's identification card.

It was required for things like entering the Soul Hunting Forest, the Great Soul Arena, and the tournaments and many auction houses he was destined to participate in later.

The utility of soul master certification was extremely extensive.

Of course, Mu Qian wouldn't be foolish enough to expose his true strength.

If he deliberately hid it, applying for a certification as an ordinary level ten-something soul master would be enough.

After casually asking someone for directions, Mu Qian soon arrived in front of a magnificent hall filled with a sacred aura.

It was a massive domed building, and as one of the two largest Martial Soul branch halls, its width alone exceeded a thousand meters, while its height reached a staggering forty to fifty meters.

The entire building appeared in a holy silver-white, and the Martial Soul Hall emblem on the front gate was engraved with seven different martial soul symbols.

They represented the seven most powerful sects on the continent, and at the same time, they represented the status of this particular Martial Soul branch hall.