Limit Douluo Enforcer

She bit her lip, finally loosening her grip. "Fine... alright. You have to come back early."

She paused, turning her face away, her voice growing quieter. "Otherwise, this young master... otherwise, this young master will never speak to you again."

Though the words were meant as a threat, they sounded more like a spoiled plea.

Su Chen smiled. "Alright, I understand."

He turned toward the door, but stopped as he reached the threshold, glancing back at Wang Dong. "Cultivate well. I'll check your progress when I return. If you haven't improved, just see how I deal with you then."

"Hmph! Who's afraid of you!" Wang Dong made a face at him.

Watching Su Chen's retreating back, the smile on Wang Dong's face gradually faded. She walked to the window, watching him cross the open space in front of the dormitory building toward the faculty offices, feeling a hollow ache in her chest.

You must come back safely... she whispered to herself.

Faculty Office.

Upon hearing that Su Chen had broken through to level thirty, Mu Jin was first surprised, then a joyful smile bloomed on her face.

"Level thirty?! That's wonderful!" Mu Jin said happily. "Su Chen, what type of soul beast do you need for your third soul ring? Teacher can help you hunt it!"

In Mu Jin's eyes, if Su Chen could injure a Soul Emperor like Zhou Yi while only a Soul Grand Master, his strength would reach a whole new level once he broke through to Soul Elder and obtained his third soul ring. Wouldn't taking first place in the freshman assessment be a piece of cake?

Su Chen shook his head. "No need to trouble yourself, Teacher Mu Jin. I already have arrangements."

"Arrangements?" Mu Jin blinked. "Are your family elders helping you?"

Su Chen didn't answer directly, only saying, "It's just that hunting this soul ring will take quite a while, so I wanted to ask for leave."

"How many days will you need?" Mu Jin asked.

Su Chen thought for a moment. "About twenty days."

"Twenty days?!" Mu Jin's eyes widened in shock. "Why would it take so long? Even if you go to the Star Dou Great Forest to hunt a soul ring, it takes ten days at most for a round trip!"

Su Chen didn't explain. He couldn't exactly say he was heading to the Far North, and that his target wasn't just any soul beast, but the Snow Empress, third among the Ten Great Fierce Beasts, could he?

After some persistent coaxing and a mix of half-truths—Su Chen claimed his family elders were taking him to a special location to hunt the most suitable soul beast—Mu Jin finally agreed.

After all, the talent and strength Su Chen had displayed were already beyond the scope of an ordinary student. It was normal for such a genius to have unique cultivation methods.

"Alright, I approve your leave." She sighed. "But Su Chen, you must be careful. In twenty days, I want to see you return safely, understand?"

"Understood, thank you, Teacher."

Mu Jin wrote Su Chen a leave slip and gave him a few final reminders. Su Chen accepted them one by one and left the office with the slip in hand.

Star Dou Great Forest, outer region.

Su Chen walked alone through the dense jungle. Sunlight filtered through the layers of leaves, casting mottled shadows on the ground. It was quiet all around, save for the occasional bird call and the faint roar of beasts in the distance.

He didn't release his martial soul, but his spirit was highly focused. The keen perception brought by his Six-Winged Angel martial soul allowed him to detect surrounding dangers in advance.

Suddenly—

A figure appeared before him without warning.

It was a middle-aged man about two meters tall, with a sturdy, robust build, dressed in black athletic gear. His face was resolute, his eyes as sharp as a hawk's. Though he made no move, his mere presence exerted a pressure like a mountain.

Most striking were his eyes—pure black, bottomless, as if they could swallow a person's soul.

In the Sea of Consciousness, the Sky Dream Ice Silkworm's fur stood on end!

"Holy crap! A Limit Douluo!!" Its voice trembled. "No, how did we run into a Limit Douluo the moment we entered the forest?! Run, Su Chen! This guy's aura is even more terrifying than that old man at the dormitory entrance!"

As a million-year soul beast, the Sky Dream Ice Silkworm was extremely sensitive to powerful beings—the middle-aged man before them was definitely a level ninety-nine Limit Douluo! And he was the type of top-tier existence even among Limit Douluos!

Yet, Su Chen stood where he was, motionless.

Tian Meng, don't panic, he said calmly in his mind. He's one of our own.

"One of our own?!" The Sky Dream Ice Silkworm was stunned.

At this moment, the man in black had already reached Su Chen. Under the terrified gaze of the Tian Meng in the Sea of Consciousness, this Limit Douluo knelt on one knee and bowed respectfully:

"Greetings, Young Master."

His voice was low and powerful, carrying absolute loyalty.

Su Chen nodded. "Rise, Elder Mu."

Mu Ye—that was the man's name. A level ninety-nine Limit Douluo, his martial soul was the Dark Demon Dragon, and his title was "Demon Dragon Douluo." He was the Great Elder of the Holy Heaven Sect and the bodyguard and muscle for this trip to the Far North.

Following Su Chen's orders, he had been waiting here a day in advance.

Mu Ye stood up, his gaze falling on Su Chen, a flash of surprise in his eyes. "Young Master, you've broken through to level thirty?"

"Yes." Su Chen nodded. "So I need to hunt my third soul ring. Elder Mu, I need a soul beast between six thousand and eight thousand years old. The attribute should ideally be Light, Holy, or Fire."

Since he was going to the Far North, he naturally had to obtain his third soul ring before leaving. Otherwise, once he reached the Far North, the area would be filled with ice-attribute soul beasts, which were unsuitable for the Six-Winged Angel martial soul.

Mu Ye responded respectfully, "As you command, Young Master. Please wait here for a moment."

His speed was astonishing, like a teleportation. The power of a Limit Douluo was fully revealed in that instant.

The Sky Dream Ice Silkworm was dumbfounded in the Sea of Consciousness: "He, he just left? To go catch a soul beast? No... Su Chen, just what is your identity?! To make a Limit Douluo this respectful, and even call you Young Master..."

It finally realized that what Su Chen had said to Wang Dong earlier about being the "Young Master of the Holy Heaven Sect" might not have been a joke.

Su Chen did not answer, simply finding a clean rock to sit on and closing his eyes to rest.

In less than the time it takes to burn an incense stick, Mu Ye returned.

Returning with him were four dying soul beasts. These soul beasts were all restrained by powerful soul power, unable to move, and could only emit unwilling whimpers.

Mu Ye threw the four soul beasts onto the ground in front of Su Chen: "Young Master, these are the soul beasts that meet your requirements that I found nearby. Please make your selection."

Su Chen's gaze swept across them.

The first was a giant dragon with a snow-white body and wings on its back, over ten meters long, radiating a pure aura of light—a 7,500-year Radiant Sacred Dragon.

The second was a fierce tiger covered in burning crimson flames, its fangs bared and its eyes filled with a ferocious glint—a 7,100-year Flame Demon Tiger.

The third was a slightly smaller dragon, but its aura was even more sacred, with golden patterns flowing across its scales—a 6,500-year Sacred Giant Dragon.

The fourth was a snow-white steed with a single horn on its forehead, treading upon halos of light—a 7,000-year Radiant Dragon Horse.

These four types of soul beasts were extremely rare, especially the Radiant Sacred Dragon and the Sacred Giant Dragon, both of which were top-tier soul beasts possessing dragon bloodlines. An ordinary soul master might not even see one in their entire lifetime, yet Mu Ye had captured them in such a short amount of time.

The efficiency of a Limit Douluo was truly terrifying.