He picked up the clay jar, drinking and eating as he went.
A warm, rich essence surged down his throat and into every limb and bone, coursing wildly through his meridians and nourishing his dantian.
Qin Yun's Soul Power, which had originally been at level 17, began rising like a rocket... or, more accurately, like one of those slow-moving middle-aged women on the road.
In just a short while, he broke straight through to level 19, Soul Grandmaster, only a hair's breadth from the level 20 threshold of Soul Elder.
"That was seriously uncomfortable. After experiencing the joy of popping pills, I really don't want to cultivate anymore.
No wonder those people at the gyms in my previous life would go straight to the Nine Dragons Pulling a Coffin, their heads pointed at the sky. So this is what it feels like!"
With only a thin sheet of paper left to break through, Qin Yun couldn't be bothered to cultivate. He simply took out the Hundred-Thousand-Year Blue Silver Emperor Right Leg Bone.
He closed his eyes, focused his mind, and began absorbing and fusing with it.
But... the instant the absorption was complete, his Soul Power did indeed reach level 20 as expected, with plenty left over. Once he obtained his Second Soul Ring, he'd be able to release it.
However, the Soul Skill granted by the Blue Silver Emperor Soul Bone was, to put it mildly, a little bewildering.
"Wildfire never burns it all; the spring breeze breathes it back to life" was one thing.
After all, Blue Silver Grass already had astonishing vitality, and the Blue Silver Emperor was even more formidable.
Granting him this Soul Skill could be considered reasonable.
But who could have guessed that a single blade of grass would come with a flying-type Soul Skill, too?
That was just absurd!
Still, jokes aside, the skill was quite useful in the early stages.
The exalted power of flight—aside from Titled Douluo and flying-type Martial Souls, few Soul Skills could let a Soul Master take to the skies.
"There's still a huge amount of Soul Power stored up inside me that hasn't been fully released. Conservatively speaking, I should gain at least three levels.
All I need is another suitable Soul Ring, and that stored-up power will erupt completely. My level is bound to jump again."
"After that, I'll make a quick trip back to the academy and explain things to Tang San and the other two. Then I can head to the Far North!"
Qin Yun's gaze settled. His next target was the Far North ice plains, where he'd claim the opportunities Tian Meng Ice Silkworm had mentioned.
In short, he'd walk Huo Yuhao's path and leave Huo Yuhao with nowhere to go!
In his sea of consciousness, Tian Meng Ice Silkworm was looking somewhat listless after that earlier finger from Tian Meng. But as soon as he heard this, he perked up with excitement.
Thinking of finally meeting the Ice Jade Empress Scorpion, Tian Meng Ice Silkworm hurriedly brought out the treasured trump card he'd kept hidden away, hoping to get Qin Yun there as soon as possible.
"Big brother! I'll give you my Sky Dream Molt!
This is the shell I shed during my million years of cultivation. Not only can it protect you from the frigid air of the Far North, it can also conceal your aura along the way. It's a treasure beyond compare for your journey north!"
The snowy-white, lustrous phantom of the shed shell floated in his sea of consciousness, wreathed in cold mist. It was practically a divine travel pass to the Far North.
Qin Yun nodded and accepted it. After getting everything in order, he prepared to head to Nuoding City before making his way to the Far North.
What Qin Yun didn't know was that the Juedi Tiantong triggered by the system just now hadn't been flawless.
Or rather, his idiotic system had never worked properly in the first place.
A parallel world on the Douluo Continent.
It wasn't only the barrier around the Divine Realm. Due to an oversight by the system, the door to the parallel world, which should have been firmly shut, had also cracked open for a fleeting instant.
A sliver of fragmented memory spilled through the crack and fell into the mortal world, landing precisely inside three completely unsuspecting young men.
Star Luo Empire, the prince's bedchamber.
Dai Mubai, who had just been beaten up by Dai Weisi, was sitting in front of a mirror, one hand covering his bruised eye.
To make matters worse, as he'd grown older and the Star Luo Empire's bizarre system of succession loomed over him,
the imperial family had pressured him into an engagement with Zhu Zhuqing, hoping they would awaken the Martial Soul Fusion Skill, Hell White Tiger.
To be honest, Dai Mubai wasn't particularly opposed to marrying into the Zhu Family.
After all, a baby-faced beauty with a wickedly alluring figure—a legal lolita—was something no normal man could refuse, let alone an amorous tiger like Dai Mubai.
But... no matter how beautiful the girl, there was no point if he didn't live long enough to enjoy her!
Faced with Dai Weisi, who was considerably older than him, Dai Mubai had no confidence that he could defeat his big brother in the battle that awaited them.
Just then,
countless memories, both strange and familiar, surged into his mind like a tide—
The Shrek Seven Devils, the Soul Master Tournament, the path to godhood, Asura God Tang San, his own God of War godhood, the years in the Divine Realm, his past-life patience and concessions toward Tang San, bowing his head in submission...
In a brief instant, Dai Mubai fully awakened, regaining all the memories he'd possessed after becoming a god.
His eyes snapped open. The dissipated air of a spoiled young master was gone, replaced by deep ambition and icy resolve.
In his previous life, he had been a prince of the Star Luo Empire, yet Tang San had always overshadowed him. He'd meekly—or rather, unwillingly—played the sidekick.
"Boss Dai when he's strong, Mubai when he's weak."
Dai Mubai might not have said anything at the time, but when night fell and he was alone, he'd gritted his teeth until they nearly shattered!
Watching Tang San monopolize two godhoods and bask in boundless glory, how could Dai Mubai, given a second life, possibly swallow that grievance?
"Tang San?"
A cold smile curled Dai Mubai's lips. The seemingly mild-mannered youth who had controlled everything from behind the scenes in his previous life had long since become repulsive in his eyes.
"In this life, I'm the only one who can lead Shrek."
"Your Godhood Inheritance should go to someone else.
The waters of Dual Godhood run too deep for you to handle, and besides..."
It wasn't just Tang San. Remembering Xiao Wu's outrageously long legs, Dai Mubai felt a flicker of heat in his heart, along with his nostalgia for the past.
If godhood could be stolen, then was it possible that he could also take Xiao Wu into his harem?
He rose to his feet and gazed toward Star Luo Imperial City, giving a quiet sigh.
"With a palace like this, having only Zhuqing to keep me company makes it seem far too lonely!"
Without hesitation, he ordered a carriage prepared and set off at once for Shrek Academy.
In this life, he would gather everyone first, completely outshine Tang San, and take everything that belonged to him.
Outside Shrek Academy in Suotuo City, in a remote village,
Ma Hongjun clutched his stomach, tormented by the Evil Fire raging beyond his control. He scratched and clawed at himself, his whole body burning with heat.
All at once, memories from after he had become a god swept over him—
The Evil Fire Phoenix Martial Soul, the Cockscomb Phoenix Sunflower, Bai Chenxiang, the regrets of the Divine Realm, losing his true love, the loneliness of eternal life...
He came to his senses in an instant, his heart filled with longing and urgency to see Bai Chenxiang.
But the Evil Fire inside him surged too violently to suppress, and even his steps felt weak and unsteady.
"Chenxiang... I miss you so much..."
Ma Hongjun wailed, but his body's instincts were impossible to resist.
He gritted his teeth, urgency written all over his face, and turned to sprint toward the cheapest brothel in Suotuo City.
"First, I need to put out the fire! Put out the fire!
Otherwise, by the time I see Third Brother, I might not even have the strength to eat the Cockscomb Phoenix Sunflower!"
"As for Chenxiang, she was mine in my previous life. How could she possibly escape my grasp in this one?"
Just like before, tormented by the Phoenix Evil Fire, Ma Hongjun thought of nothing but beauty and women. He had not the slightest ambition to improve himself, embodying the very spirit of indulgence.
Don't ask how someone so young could do this. The answer is simple: he had a chicken Martial Soul and was gifted beyond measure!
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