Hundred Demon Shadow Clone

First Soul Skill—Hundred Demon Shadow Clone!

Ling Chen slapped both hands against the ground, and ten clones crawled out of his shadow. Under the sun, each clone cast ten phantom images.

These phantoms could be moved according to Ling Chen's thoughts, and Ling Chen and his clones could also swap places with them.

However, the clones had only 10 percent of Ling Chen's attributes. They could be fused to form a clone with 100 percent of his attributes, but doing so meant sacrificing the agility granted by the hundred phantoms.

Still, as long as the clones weren't deliberately destroyed, they could hide in the shadows and store their strength without dissipating.

In other words, as long as Ling Chen didn't summon them, the clones could keep storing strength indefinitely.

The Hundred Shadow Demon Crow's special trait was to switch places with its phantoms and clones, keeping itself out of harm's way.

Watching Ling Chen flicker among the hundred phantoms, Gu Rong nodded in satisfaction. This was his welcome gift to Ling Chen.

"Tian Yi, about this business of finding a disciple for me..."

Gu Rong edged closer, wearing an ingratiating smile as he waited for Ling Chen's reply.

"Uncle Gu Rong, don't worry! We'll definitely find someone. But there's no need to rush. It all comes down to fate."

As he chatted, Ling Chen sent a clone to loot the corpse. He wondered whether his clone could strip away the Martial Soul Origin. If it couldn't, he'd have to make some sacrifices.

When the clone's hand touched the Hundred Shadow Demon Crow's corpse, Ling Chen felt a little nervous.

Just as he'd expected, it worked!

Ling Chen let out a long breath, unable to suppress his excitement. His clones could protect themselves with the phantoms, and they could slip into the shadows at any time. Most importantly, they could loot corpses, too.

His plan wasn't just feasible—the future battle at Jialing Pass would let him loot corpses as he fought.

As for finding Uncle Gu Rong a disciple, Ling Chen had no confidence at all.

In Douluo I, the outstanding geniuses had all gathered at Spirit Hall and Shrek Academy. The Sea Soul Masters were concentrated at Sea God Hall, and with their faith, they wouldn't leave lightly.

Ling Chen had already ruled out Ji Xiang from Purple Pearl Island. He really couldn't think of many who would suit Bone Dragon Douluo's tastes.

Ling Chen put the matter out of his mind and had his clone slip back into his shadow.

"Let's take it one step at a time, Uncle Gu Rong. Maybe some Mutated Martial Souls will suit your tastes!"

Gu Rong nodded silently. A defensive Soul Master with Innate Full Soul Power was indeed a rare find.

"Fine, let's head back to the sect first. We'll see how Chen Xin plans to train you."

With that, the two climbed onto the Bone Dragon and flew toward the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

Inside the Seven Kill Sword Tower of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect,

Chen Xin was leafing through books about Sword Martial Souls, hoping to find information about Ling Chen's. But he had already searched through a hundred ancient books, and not one described a Sword Martial Soul like Ling Chen's.

There were countless Mutated Martial Souls, but Chen Xin had never seen a Sword Martial Soul as terrifying as Ling Chen's.

Among the Title Douluo, Qian Daoliu was one of the few who could break his Seven Kill Sword. After all, both his grandfather and father had been defeated by Qian Daoliu. The two families were sworn enemies.

He had never fought Pope Bibi Dong, so he didn't know how strong she was. But Tang Hao's Clear Sky Hammer could do it.

Thinking it over, all of them were experts of his own level. Ling Chen was more than eighty levels below those Title Douluo, yet he had managed to break the Seven Kill Sword. It was simply absurd.

It was like a level-ten Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon breaking the leg bone of a level-ninety chicken head-on. Even if some Martial Souls were stronger than others, it shouldn't have been that ridiculous.

"Grandpa Sword, what are you busy with? You look so troubled. Did something happen?"

A sweet voice came from behind Chen Xin. He knew who it was without even looking.

She was the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's precious jewel, Ning Rongrong. Unfortunately, not long ago, Chen Xin had taken in a Killing God Demon Pill.

"Our Rongrong is here! Hahaha!"

Chen Xin scooped her into his arms, his face breaking into a broad smile.

"Oh! Level 56! Our Rongrong is amazing!"

Chen Xin looked Ning Rongrong over carefully, but she wore a puzzled expression.

"Grandpa Sword, you still haven't answered my question. Did something happen?"

Chen Xin was still all smiles, with no hint of worry on his face.

"Grandpa Sword is fine. What could possibly trouble your grandpa?"

"Hmph! Fine, don't tell me, then!"

Ning Rongrong put her hands on her hips, puffed out her cheeks, and turned her head away.

Seeing her pretend to be angry, Chen Xin sighed.

"Ah, your father should have told you. Clear Sky Douluo brought a six-year-old Sword Soul Master here, and he became my personal disciple."

Seeing that Chen Xin had finally opened up, Ning Rongrong grew serious.

"I heard. Grandpa Bone even took him to get a Soul Ring himself. I don't believe a little kid can be that strong. When he gets back, I'll take him on myself!"

At those words, Chen Xin's expression changed at once.

"Rongrong, you absolutely mustn't! His murderous aura has only just been suppressed. If you provoke him—"

Before Chen Xin could finish, Ning Rongrong clapped a hand over his mouth.

"Grandpa Sword, I'm not a little kid anymore. I know what I'm doing!"

"Rongrong, don't give your Grandpa Sword any trouble!"

When Ning Rongrong saw that Ning Fengzhi had arrived, she snorted and ignored him. Chen Xin couldn't help laughing at the sight and patted her head.

"Rongrong, he's only six years old. If you bully him like that, Grandpa Sword won't be happy."

Ning Fengzhi tried to reason with her helplessly, but Ning Rongrong snorted again and pretended not to hear.

"Everyone's here! Hey, our Rongrong's already level 56!"

Gu Rong had appeared beside Ning Rongrong at some point and patted her head.

"Where's Clear Sky Douluo?"

Gu Rong looked around, searching for Tang Hao.

"He had something to do and left first. How did Li Tianyi do? If you didn't satisfy Chen Xin, then your search for a disciple is going to fall through!"

Ning Fengzhi teased him from the side, and Gu Rong only smiled.

"Don't worry, Sect Master Ning. Tian Yi is very pleased with this Soul Ring."

As he spoke, Gu Rong pulled Ling Chen out from behind him.

Ling Chen didn't try to hide it. A yellow Soul Ring rose from beneath his feet. It just looked a little too purple for a yellow one.

"Gu Rong, why does his Soul Ring look like the wrong color?"

Chen Xin put Ning Rongrong down and came over to examine Ling Chen closely. Gu Rong also moved closer; he, too, thought Ling Chen's Soul Ring looked strange.

"Could this be a nine-hundred-year Soul Ring?"

Ning Rongrong seemed to have noticed something, but her words were startling.

"A nine-hundred-year Soul Ring! Rongrong, don't scare me. The Hundred Shadow Demon Crow we hunted was only four hundred years old, and I even brought the corpse back!"

Gu Rong casually tossed it down. A Hundred Shadow Demon Crow, its head pierced by a bone spike, appeared on the ground.

Ling Chen stood there in a daze, doing his best to hold back his laughter.

"Tian Yi, show us your Soul Skill!"

Chen Xin looked at Ling Chen sternly, then glanced at Gu Rong. He didn't know what was going on either, but the strength of Ling Chen's Soul Skill would probably give them the answer.

Ling Chen activated his Soul Skill, and a clone identical to him crawled out of the shadow behind him.