Are You Prepared to Die?

At the border between the two great empires.

"Hehehe, nowhere left to run, right? Hand over the spirit bone!"

"Kid, that is not something you are qualified to touch!"

Several Spirit Kings surrounded a boy whose eyes were filled with hatred, forcing him toward the edge of a cliff.

The boy's name was Cen Yu, a transmigrator who had been reborn into this world and had just turned six years old.

Only a quarter of an hour ago, these animals had destroyed his village and slaughtered his parents, friends, and family.

All because his father, Cen He, had accidentally obtained a thousand-year spirit bone while hunting for his fifth spirit ring.

Cen He had intended to save the spirit bone for Cen Yu, who was about to awaken his martial soul, but the news leaked, bringing a fatal disaster upon them.

"You animals! Just for a mere thousand-year spirit bone, you slaughtered the innocent and wiped out my entire village..."

"Are you not afraid of retribution?! Are you not afraid of being hunted down by Martial Soul Hall?!"

Cen Yu had only just awakened his martial soul and had not yet obtained a single spirit ring; even if he fought to the death, he could not defeat these Spirit Kings.

Hearing this, the leader sneered, "Kid, stop being stubborn. Spirit bones are not something people like you deserve to own."

Once they killed the boy and took the bone, they would flee far away; by then, Martial Soul Hall would never find them.

"Enough, stop wasting time talking to him. Delays lead to trouble—do it!"

As he spoke, several figures exerted their power, their spirit rings flashing as they charged toward Cen Yu.

"You! You animals! Even if I die, I won't let you get what you want!"

"You want the spirit bone, don't you? Fine, then fall into the abyss with me!"

With that, he prepared to jump off the cliff while clutching the spirit bone.

Just then, Cen Yu froze for a split second.

The next moment, his eyes turned blood-red.

Cen Yu looked at the men charging toward him, covered his face, and let out a low laugh: "Hehehe... ha... hahahahahaha!"

In an instant, a terrifying aura erupted from his body, blasting the attackers away.

As they collapsed to the ground, they stared at Cen Yu in terror.

"W-what is that..."

"He... he is not human..."

Behind Cen Yu, red and purple mist began to spread, accompanied by streaks of black lightning.

Then, a figure shrouded in terrifying killing intent emerged from the mist.

The figure held a long spear, with a wicked red lotus and a hideous, terrifying warhorse behind it.

Cen Yu looked at the terrified men, his eyes filled with killing intent as he laughed, "Hahahaha! Have you prepared yourselves for death?"

He looked at the spirit bone in his hand and sneered, "You chased me all the way here, just for a mere relic? How laughable... hahahaha..."

As he finished speaking, he exerted force, and the spirit bone shattered into pieces in the boy's hand.

"Alright, the spirit bone is gone now, so your lives end here too~"

"No... no, no... we were wrong... spare us!"

Feeling the terrifying aura surrounding Cen Yu, the men couldn't even muster a thought of resistance and knelt down to beg for mercy.

But at that very moment, the man who had just spoken had his arm sliced off.

"Heehee~ how can you beg for mercy so easily? We have to... play slowly~"

"No!!!"

By the time Cen Yu stopped, six hours had passed.

He looked at the red stains and remains covering the ground and chuckled, "Is this really all they were capable of? What gave them the guts to provoke me?"

Suddenly, the boy froze, and his eyes regained their clarity.

He looked around at the scene in a daze.

What happened? Where were those animals? And the spirit bone?

Could it be that those animals had taken the spirit bone and left him alive on purpose just to humiliate him?!

Thinking of this, Cen Yu immediately headed to Martial Soul Hall, filled with hatred, to report the crime.

While he was at it, he would reveal his talent and join Martial Soul Hall.

He was no match for those people yet, and the only way forward was to prevent those animals from returning.

Only by growing stronger could he personally kill those animals and avenge everyone!

Two hours later, inside the Martial Soul branch hall.

Zhang Shou'an, the bishop of this branch, looked at Cen Yu before him with a face full of heartache.

"Child, do not be afraid. I shall gather men and head to your village at once."

"I want to see who has the audacity to commit such atrocities right under the nose of Martial Soul Hall!"

He had been stationed here for twenty years and was on the verge of retiring to his hometown, yet such a thing had actually happened!

Hearing this, Cen Yu raised his head to look at the man before him.

Zhang Shou'an was a man he had heard of.

A dignified Soul Saint who, instead of seeking promotion, had sworn an oath to willingly guard his hometown, serving only as a minor branch bishop.

During the years he had held this post, any evil soul masters or instances of corruption that appeared had been purged by him with thunderous force.

It could be said that this was an upright and good man; it was precisely because of this that Cen Yu dared to come to him.

Not to mention, the righteous aura radiating from Zhang Shou'an was practically overflowing, for heaven's sake!

After a moment of hesitation, Cen Yu lowered his head and bowed to Zhang Shou'an: "Lord Bishop, please let Martial Soul Hall avenge my parents and friends!"

"I am willing to join Martial Soul Hall. With my talent, I will never let anyone down."

Zhang Shou'an was stunned for a moment, then hurriedly helped him up.

"Child, do not be anxious. Even if you did not join Martial Soul Hall, I would still avenge you."

"Martial Soul Hall upholds justice and will never tolerate any fallen ones running amok."

After a moment of thought, he added: "However, child, could you show me your martial soul first?"

This child's entire village was gone... and he was so young; what would he do alone in the future?

If he had even a little bit of soul power... he would make an exception and take him in.

Becoming a soul master was always better than living a lonely, miserable life as an ordinary person.

Cen Yu nodded, closed his eyes, and began to summon his martial soul.

In an instant, a golden mist surged in from all directions, enveloping the entire Martial Soul branch hall.

Ethereal bell tolls accompanied by distant Zen music rang in everyone's ears.

Under Zhang Shou'an's incredulous gaze, a heavenly maiden with a compassionate face emerged from the mist.

With her appearance, a sacred aura immediately swept outward, carrying a rich vitality.

This was Cen Yu's martial soul, Miao Shi Heavenly Maiden, the Eastern deity from Seer who symbolized vitality and auspiciousness, the first female Buddha!

And her Buddha light would purify all evil.

Zhang Shou'an stared blankly for a long time before finally recovering from his shock.

A humanoid martial soul... and this kind of sacred aura... he had only felt it once before when he had an audience with the Pope.

"Child, put your martial soul away first. Shall we test your soul power?"

As he spoke, a crystal-clear orb was held out in front of Cen Yu.

Zhang Shou'an said softly: "Do not be afraid, child. Just place your hand on it."