Gold of Life! Soul Ring Relics! A Third Path!

[Relics: "Gold of Life", "Two-Thousand-Year Illusion Fox Soul Ring"]

Lin Qing's eyes widened abruptly.

Soul Rings?!

Soul Rings could be received as relics too?

Still, he had not reached level ten yet and could not absorb them. Fortunately, the Relic Space could store these relics.

What shocked him most was that piece of metal—it was actually Gold of Life!!!

This was a precious treasure containing vitality and spiritual power, a divine item capable of slowly healing even the Silver Dragon King's injuries.

"I never thought Er Gouzi would find something like this."

Lin Qing could not help thinking, This piece of Gold of Life belongs to that Lin Qing as a relic, not to this world.

So... there was another piece somewhere on a mountain near Emperor Soul Village in this world!

The thought made Lin Qing excited.

But he certainly did not have the time to search every mountain and every stretch of land right now. It would depend on whether Er Gouzi could find it in the future.

Besides, he could not absorb this piece of Gold of Life yet. At most, it could assist his cultivation and raise his spiritual power.

[Deceased's Last Wish received—]

["Tang San! Tang Hao! May you both die horrible deaths!"]

The narrator's voice rang out again.

This time, Twelve-Year-Old Lin Qing's voice was filled with boundless hatred.

Every word sounded as though it had crawled out of hell.

[After fulfilling the Deceased's Last Wish and abusing Tang San, you may obtain: "Fifty-Thousand-Year Selectable Mental Soul Ring"!]

[After fulfilling the Deceased's Last Wish and killing Tang Hao, you may obtain: "Hundred-Thousand-Year Selectable Mental Soul Ring"!]

"Hiss—"

Lin Qing sucked in a sharp breath.

His eyes instantly lit up.

Ten-thousand-year Soul Rings!

Hundred-thousand-year Soul Rings!

And they were both selectable mental-type ones!

These rewards... were far too tempting!

After all, on Douluo Continent, a Soul Ring's age determined the power of its Soul Skill.

And a hundred-thousand-year Soul Ring was a supreme treasure that even Title Douluo dreamed of obtaining!

Not to mention that they were mental-type Soul Rings, the most compatible kind for his Heavenly Eye Martial Soul.

Was he tempted?

Lin Qing rubbed his chin.

"More than tempted..."

He could feel his heart pounding wildly.

But he soon forced himself to calm down.

No matter how generous the rewards were, he had to live long enough to claim them.

Who was Tang Hao?

A level ninety-five Title Douluo, the Clear Sky Sect's most outstanding genius, and the youngest Title Douluo on Douluo Continent.

A ruthless man who had once smashed the Martial Soul Hall Pope senseless with a single hammer.

And him now?

Six years old, an eighth-level Soul Scholar, having just consumed Whale Rubber, without even absorbing his first Soul Ring yet.

Kill Tang Hao?

He was not even qualified to serve himself up as cannon fodder.

"But I'll remember this grudge."

Lin Qing's gaze gradually deepened.

"Tang San, Tang Hao... one day, this debt will be settled."

The words he softly spoke to the air seemed like a promise to the dead Lin Qing from the Parallel World, and also an oath to himself.

Over the next few days.

Lin Qing shut himself inside the dilapidated wooden hut and went nowhere.

He needed to think carefully about the path he would take in the future.

From the last words of the two parallel Lin Qings, he had gained far too much information.

Far too many bloody lessons.

The first Lin Qing had chosen Spirit Hall.

As a result, he had caught the eye of Priest, that perverted priest. He had refused to submit even in death and fallen from a building to his death.

The second Lin Qing had chosen Notting Academy.

As a result, Tang Hao had noticed him because of his thousand-year second Soul Ring and his friendship with Xiao Wu, and his body had exploded.

Two paths.

Two choices.

Both ended in death.

Lin Qing sat on the battered wooden bed, lightly tapping his fingers against his knee.

"No matter which side I choose, it's dangerous."

On Spirit Hall's side in Suotuo City, a perverted noble was lurking in the dark.

On Notting Academy's side, a protective Title Douluo was watching from the shadows.

Everywhere was a trap.

The only difference was how large and how deep the trap was.

"Since that's the case..."

Lin Qing's eyes gradually brightened as a bold idea emerged from the depths of his heart.

"Why do I have to choose one of the two?"

He stood up and paced through the cramped room, the rotten wooden floor creaking beneath his feet.

"I already have a ready-made two-thousand-year mental-type Soul Ring."

He glanced at the purple glow within the Relic Space.

The Illusion Fox Soul Ring, a mental-type Soul Ring perfectly suited to the Heavenly Eye Martial Soul.

"So I don't need to wait for academy teachers to help me hunt Soul Beasts at all. Why should I go to a hellhole like Notting Academy?"

What could Notting Academy give him? Basic knowledge about Soul Scholars? Teachers to hunt Soul Beasts for him?

He could learn all that himself.

And the things the academy could not provide, such as combat experience and resources... he would not get them even if he went.

Lin Qing stopped walking, his thoughts gradually taking shape.

"I'm not going to school!"

A crazy decision!

Yet after careful thought, it was the most rational choice.

He would avoid the two obvious paths of Spirit Hall and Notting Academy, and take a path that belonged to him alone.

A plan gradually formed in his mind.

Lin Qing sat back down on the bed and began sorting through his thoughts.

"First, break through to level ten as soon as possible and absorb the Illusion Fox Soul Ring."

That was the foundation.

Without a Soul Ring, he was merely a Soul Scholar. He could do nothing.

If he could obtain the "Illusion" Soul Skill that Twelve-Year-Old Lin Qing had possessed, he could alter his appearance.

He looked out the window, toward the distant horizon.

"Then I can directly change my appearance and go to Suotuo City."

Suotuo City, the Balak Kingdom's second-largest city.

Prosperous, lively, full of opportunities.

More importantly—

"Priest, that old pervert, is in Suotuo City."

A cold gleam flashed in Lin Qing's eyes.

He would avenge Six-Year-Old Lin Qing.

That perverted priest who liked little boys had to die.

"After I gain a foothold in Suotuo City..."

His gaze softened as he looked toward the small courtyard of Er Ni's home.

"I'll bring Er Ni over."

He would open a shop for her and let her learn to manage it, so she would no longer have to suffer in Emperor Soul Village.

"As for those bandits..."

Lin Qing's eyes turned cold again.

In the Parallel World, Er Ni had died at the hands of those bandits.

That threat had to be eliminated in advance when the opportunity arose.

His thoughts were clear now.

Lin Qing let out a long breath and took another item from the Relic Space.

That piece of Gold of Life.

It was icy cold and exceptionally heavy in his hand.

Even more miraculous was that when Lin Qing held it, he could clearly sense a warm aura of life, as well as a cool spiritual force.

They flowed in through his palm and spread throughout his body, leaving his entire body feeling refreshed.

"So this is Gold of Life?"

Lin Qing carefully examined the metal.

According to the parallel Lin Qing's memories, Er Gouzi had found it on a mountain. It was later stolen by bandits, then returned to the parallel Lin Qing's hands.

After that, it became a relic and came into his possession.

"In Peerless Tang Sect, Huo Yuhao relied on this to get a small cheat."

Lin Qing recalled the plot of the original work.

Gold of Life contained immense vitality and spiritual power. It was the main material Holy Necromancer Electrolux used to purify the Blade of Life, and it was also the key to Huo Yuhao's explosive increase in spiritual power and the evolution of his Eye of Life.

"Unfortunately... I can't fuse with it directly."

Lin Qing gave a bitter smile.

He knew his own limits very well.

In Peerless Tang Sect, even the hundred-thousand-year turtle-type auspicious beast, the Golden Hawksbill Turtle, could not digest Gold of Life. It was tortured until its cultivation regressed and its life force was nearly exhausted.

Huo Yuhao had only successfully fused with the purified carving knife with Electrolux's help.

If a Soul Scholar not even at level ten rushed into it recklessly, he would only be courting death.