Twin Martial Souls, Ultimate Destruction?

Yao Chuan muttered to himself.

A glimmer of contemplation flickered in the depths of his eyes.

While he still had the presence of mind to feel sentimental, the staff at the Spirit Pagoda finally snapped back to reality.

They rushed over to check on Zhou Changxi and the others.

Finding that they had merely been frightened into a faint and their bodies were unharmed, they finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Immediately following this, more Spirit Pagoda personnel crowded in front of Yao Chuan, their expressions a mix of excitement and awe.

Seeing this spectacle, Yao Chuan raised an eyebrow.

Before he could even speak, Mu Xi, who had also been in a state of shock, darted out in a single stride.

She stood directly in front of Yao Chuan like a mother hen protecting her chick, loudly questioning the Spirit Pagoda staff.

"What do you think you're doing? That was a Martial Soul awakening just now, it wasn't Yao Chuan's fault."

The Spirit Pagoda staff hurriedly explained.

"Miss Mu, please don't misunderstand! We mean no harm!"

"It's just that Young Master Yao Chuan's awakening situation is... too extraordinary."

"There are too many eyes here, so we would like to invite Young Master Yao Chuan to a quieter place for further examination and registration. We guarantee his absolute safety!"

Hearing this, Mu Xi calmed down slightly.

She thought about it and felt that what they said made sense.

The Awakening Room was in chaos, and it was indeed no place to stay any longer.

She nodded.

"Fine, then."

But she immediately pulled out her Soul Guidance Communicator and swiftly dialed a number.

"Dad! You need to get to the Spirit Pagoda right now! Something huge has happened! Yao Chuan, he..."

On the other end of the line, Mu Chen, who was busy handling association affairs, heard his daughter's excited shouting and his first reaction was that she was joking.

He rushed to the Spirit Pagoda, still grumbling into the communicator.

"Xi'er, if you dare to lie to me, see if I don't tan your hide!"

Mu Xi rolled her eyes at her father on the other end of the communicator.

She huffed.

"Dad, just look at the data on the big screen behind you and you'll see!"

"Why would I lie to you?"

Mu Chen hung up the communicator, still half-doubting.

He walked into the awakening area.

He immediately noticed that the atmosphere was wrong.

The surrounding Spirit Pagoda staff, including the branch master of the Eastsea City Branch Pagoda, were all standing there as if frozen by a spell.

They were all staring blankly at the massive display screen next to the central Awakening Room.

Their mouths were agape, wide enough to fit an egg.

Mu Chen's heart skipped a beat.

Could it be true?

He hurried over, pushing his way to the front of the crowd.

When he saw the eye-catching lines of data on the screen clearly.

He, too, instantly turned to stone.

His mouth hung slightly open, and his eyes were wide as saucers.

On the screen, it clearly displayed:

[Innate Soul Power: 10]

[Mental Power: 352 (Spirit Connection Realm High-Grade)]

[Physical Strength Assessment: Soul Elder Level]

"Men... Mental Power how much? Three... three hundred and fifty-two?!"

"High-Grade... Spirit Connection Realm?!"

"Physical strength... Soul Elder?!"

"Whose... whose data is this?!"

Mu Chen felt his brain buzzing, completely bewildered.

He instinctively turned his head, grabbed the Spirit Pagoda branch master beside him who was also in a daze, and shook him vigorously.

"Old Li! Whose... whose test result is this?!"

The branch master was shaken back to his senses.

He slapped away his hand in annoyance and rolled his eyes at him.

"Old Mu! Stop it! Don't you dare play dumb with me!"

"Asking questions you already know the answer to, aren't you?"

As he spoke, he pointed with a gaze full of envy, jealousy, and hatred toward the youth standing calmly in the back, as if nothing had happened—Yao Chuan.

"I'm telling you, Old Mu, your luck is simply heaven-defying!"

"Where on earth did you pick up such a treasure from?"

"This is a genuine Title Douluo... no, wait, a Limit Douluo in the making!"

"Tell me the place! I want to go pick one up too!"

Mu Chen listened to his friend's sour words.

He looked at his envious gaze.

Then he looked back at the exaggerated data on the screen and the handsome, calm face of his foster son.

A massive wave of joy instantly overwhelmed his mind.

He couldn't help but burst into loud laughter.

"Hahahaha! Old Li, jealous? Envious?"

"Let me tell you, no way! This is my son!"

"My own! Closer than my own!"

Mu Chen was so smug his eyebrows were practically flying off his face.

He patted his old friend's shoulder hard.

The two chatted for a while longer.

Only then did Mu Chen let the branch master go off to handle the follow-up matters.

Such as Zhou Changxi's awakening and comforting him.

Once the people from the Spirit Pagoda had dispersed to get busy.

Mu Chen finally walked up to Yao Chuan.

His face still carried an irrepressible smile.

His eyes were filled with gratification and pride.

He reached out.

He patted Yao Chuan's shoulder heavily.

Just as he was about to open his mouth to offer some praise.

Yao Chuan, who had been very calm all along, spoke first.

His voice was very soft.

"Uncle Mu, don't be in such a hurry to be happy."

The smile on Mu Chen's face stiffened for a moment.

Mu Xi was even more nervous, grabbing Yao Chuan's arm.

"What is it, Yao Chuan?"

"Are you feeling uncomfortable anywhere from the awakening just now?"

"Is your Martial Soul too strong, causing hidden injuries?"

She was so anxious her voice went out of tune.

Mu Chen looked at his daughter's nervous appearance.

Then he compared it to her "complaining" when he had just walked in.

He suddenly felt a bit sour in his heart.

This kid, he gets treated better than me, his own father!

However, this small bit of jealousy was immediately replaced by worry.

Yao Chuan looked at Mu Xi's nervous appearance and Mu Chen's serious expression.

He suddenly smiled and shook his head.

"Sis, Uncle Mu, you're overthinking it. I'm fine, better than ever. I mean..."

He paused.

His gaze swept across the surroundings.

Confirming there was no one else nearby.

He lowered his voice.

"I have another Martial Soul."

Before the words even faded, he shifted his focus, and his left hand rose gently.

"Hum—"

A cold, murderous energy fluctuation, seemingly carrying the aura of an endless sea of blood, quietly permeated the air.

A long spear, appearing as if forged from congealed blood, manifested out of thin air in his hand. The shaft was wreathed in visible dark-red baleful energy, enough to make one's heart palpitate.

"Twin Martial Souls?!"

Mu Chen felt as if his heart had been struck hard by a heavy hammer.

His eyes widened even further than when he had seen the mental power data earlier.

His voice even cracked.

"A second Martial Soul... this... it looks like Ultimate Destruction. If this were to grow up..."

He stared at the murderous Blood Spear.

Then he looked at Yao Chuan's refined, handsome face; the massive shock left his mind blank.

This... how could this be just a seedling for a Limit Douluo?

This was clearly on the path to becoming a god!

He took a sharp breath, forcibly suppressing the stormy waves in his heart, and his face erupted with wild joy once again.

"Good! Too good!!"

He gripped Yao Chuan's shoulders tightly, his hands trembling with excitement.

"Yao Chuan, good child! You are truly... truly..."

He was so excited he became incoherent, finally patting Yao Chuan hard, his words tinged with a sense of relief.

"This way! Now I can finally rest easy handing this girl Mu Xi over to..."

"Dad!"

Mu Xi's face turned beet red in an instant.

Like a ripe apple, she stomped her foot in shy annoyance, cutting her father off.

"What nonsense are you spouting!"

"How old am I even!"

"Yao Chuan... how old is Yao Chuan!"

She cried out reproachfully, though her gaze drifted, not daring to meet Yao Chuan's eyes, and the two red flushes on her cheeks spread all the way to her earlobes.

Yao Chuan watched her shy appearance.

His heart remained quite calm.

After all, this was the Douluo Continent, a place struck by the Love God Gatling.

Getting used to it was fine; he had long since come to terms with it.

At this moment, Mu Chen also realized he had been too excited and had spoken out of turn.

He coughed twice to cover his embarrassment, looking at Yao Chuan again, his eyes filled with approval and a deeper, more profound concern.

"Yao Chuan, you did the right thing just now."

He lowered his voice, his tone becoming serious.

"A tree that stands above the forest will be destroyed by the wind."

"The talent you displayed just now is already shocking enough. This second Martial Soul must never be easily revealed in front of others again."

"It's my fault as your Uncle Mu for not thinking it through. I just wanted convenience and thought since I have a good relationship with Old Li, awakening here would be fine. If I had known your awakened Martial Soul was this good, I would have stuffed you straight into Tiandou City and used that guy Zhen Hua's heavenly forging laboratory to awaken it; that would have been better than anything..."

Yao Chuan's mind stirred, and the Blood Spear in his hand vanished quietly. His eyes flickered as he asked proactively.

"Uncle Mu, are you worried that if someone in the Spirit Pagoda finds out, they might have other intentions toward me? Like trying to take me as a disciple?"

Hearing this, Mu Xi also temporarily suppressed her shyness and frowned.

"Huh? Surely not. That Pagoda Master Li just now seemed like a very kind person. And Vice Pagoda Master Leng Yaozhu, I've met her a few times, she's very nice. Besides, wouldn't it be a good thing to join the Spirit Pagoda?"

Mu Chen looked at his daughter's naive appearance and shook his head.

His eyes held the depth that comes with experience.

"You only know the surface, not the underlying truth. The internal factional struggles within the Spirit Pagoda are actually very intense. If you were to apprentice under Leng Yaozhu, that would be fine. But I fear you might end up under that old schemer, Qiangu Dongfeng—that would be bad... That guy is kind in appearance but cruel at heart; he is the most cold-blooded and ruthless of them all."

"I don't want you, Yao Chuan, to become a pawn or cannon fodder for his factional struggles in the future. Besides, if you are too outstanding, it is easy to attract the attention of Evil Soul Masters... after all, these are all prime seedlings for future Limit Douluos."

"However, you don't need to worry too much. Old Li isn't part of Qiangu Dongfeng's faction, so he's trustworthy. Besides, you haven't exposed your second martial soul. As for this matter... I'll speak with him in a moment to suppress it; it shouldn't be a big problem."

Qiangu Dongfeng?

These four words.

Caused Yao Chuan to raise an eyebrow.

He hadn't expected that even though Uncle Mu Chen wasn't part of the Spirit Pagoda, he wasn't entirely oblivious to the ambitions and methods of that head of the Qiangu Clan.

Unfortunately, he still underestimated the ambition of this Qiangu Clan head.

This man didn't just want absolute control over the Spirit Pagoda; he was aiming to replicate the golden age of the Martial Soul Hall.

Yao Chuan pondered in his heart.

However, he didn't say anything or drop any spoilers regarding the conspiracies of the Qiangu Clan for the time being.

There wasn't much point in discussing these things now; it would only add unnecessary trouble.

Moreover, his current strength was still too weak. Thinking too far ahead was not as good as focusing on the present.

As long as he was given time to grow, the conspiracies of the Qiangu Clan, the evil soul masters of the Holy Spirit Cult, and the invasion of the Abyss Plane would all be non-issues!

One force, enough to break ten thousand laws!

His thoughts became clear.

Yao Chuan looked up at Mu Chen and directly changed the subject, his tone carrying the characteristic impatience of a youth as he spoke.

"Uncle Mu, can we start selecting a Soul Spirit now?"