Something's Wrong, Isn't This a Control System?

After a series of tantrums, unreasonable demands, arguing his case, and playing dumb, Cen Yu finally managed to get his hands on an identity token from Bibi Dong.

It was, in fact, a Pope Token.

Having secured what he wanted, Cen Yu stopped bickering with Bibi Dong and slipped away in a flash.

In the blink of an eye, he was standing in front of the most high-end clothing store in all of Martial Soul City.

Hmm~ Now this is a place that matches my status~

With that thought, Cen Yu walked into the shop.

Perhaps because the items here were so expensive, there were hardly any customers in the store.

The idle shop assistant saw a new guest enter and, regardless of how he was dressed, immediately offered a polite smile and a bow.

"Good afternoon, honored guest! Welcome to Martial Soul Star!"

Cen Yu waved his hand and walked inside on his own.

He looked at a few pieces of clothing, touched one, and was immediately surprised.

It was truly a place for the wealthy; the fabric was incredibly soft.

Could this even be compared to the plastic—no, the polyester clothes he wore in his past life?

It was even softer than the bit of cotton he used to... well, it was just soft, period.

Cen Yu asked the assistant nearby, "You must have fabrics even softer and more comfortable than this, right?"

The assistant nodded and patiently explained, "The ones you are looking at are basic styles; the fabric is relatively standard."

"We have even better styles on the second floor, or would you like to learn about our private commissions and high-end tailoring?"

Although the child in front of her didn't look like much and seemed like he had never seen the world, her years of experience reading storybooks told her that this person was likely a hidden big shot—either incredibly wealthy or of high status!

Hearing this, Cen Yu's eyes lit up.

Two hours later, Cen Yu walked out of the store wearing a bright, flamboyant outfit.

"Take care, honored guest! We look forward to your next visit!"

Behind him, three shop assistants followed, carrying a pile of gift boxes and bags.

These were the twenty sets of clothing Cen Yu had purchased.

In addition, there were eight high-end custom pieces that would be delivered to his home once finished.

What? You ask where he got the money?

Need you even ask? How could Cen Yu have money? But he was the Pope's most, most, most "favored" disciple!

The bill, of course, was charged to the Pope's account using the Pope Token.

"Hee hee~"

Cen Yu was in a great mood. He had the clothes sent home and headed toward Martial Soul Academy while humming a little tune.

"Drifting~ floating~ just drifting~ floating~"

"In the rainy night, the eyes~ lost their color~"

"Yet they can still light up~ the hope in my heart~"

"What?! Little junior, you want to join the Martial Soul Hall Team?"

Hu Liena looked at Cen Yu in surprise.

Her junior was only a Soul Grand Master, while the lowest member of the Martial Soul Hall Team was a Soul Ancestor. This...

Yan and Xie Yue also frowned, asking in confusion, "Junior, you're only at level twenty-something; how could you join a team where everyone is at least a Soul Ancestor?"

"!!!"

That single sentence flipped Cen Yu's switch, and his eyes suddenly lit up!

This was the vibe! This was exactly the tone! Question him! And then he would slap their faces hard!

But before Cen Yu could speak, Hu Liena rested her chin on her hand, thoughtful. "Actually, it's not impossible."

With the strength of her, her brother, and Yan, sweeping the competition wouldn't be a problem.

"Little junior, you just need to protect yourself when the time comes; leave the rest to us."

Xie Yue also nodded. "That's true. Participating in the competition could be good training."

Since the two of them had said it all, Yan had nothing to add and simply nodded along.

But Cen Yu, standing to the side, was stunned, staring at the three of them with a blank expression.

Wait, no? Is this right? Why aren't they playing by the script?

Shouldn't they be questioning him, only for him to prove himself in battle and leave them completely shocked?

Cen Yu asked, unwilling to give up, "How about we spar? What if I end up holding you back later?"

But Yan merely patted him on the shoulder, "Don't worry, little junior, with us here, there won't be any problems."

"..."

Feeling as though he had punched a pile of cotton, Cen Yu was too frustrated to continue and, with a snap, peacefully fell asleep.

The gentle version of Cen Yu came online, saying to Hu Liena and the others, "Senior Sister, Seniors, actually, I can also provide you with support and control."

Hu Liena asked in confusion, "Hmm? Little junior, you're only at the twentieth level; how could you possibly support us, who are already Soul Kings?"

Could it be that his martial soul was so heaven-defying that it allowed him to provide some degree of amplification across ranks?

"It's not like that; you'll understand once you experience it."

Cen Yu closed his eyes, and the second soul ring beneath his feet lit up as Miao Shi Heavenly Maiden appeared.

"What..."

"This... a thousand-year soul ring?!"

This was the first time the three of them had seen Cen Yu's martial soul and soul ring.

What kind of figure was that?

Sacred, compassionate, and beautiful, as if it were an inviolable deity.

"Lotus Rebirth: World Mother."

For a moment, the three of them didn't know whether to be more astonished by the martial soul or that dazzling purple soul ring.

They were so immersed in their shock that they completely failed to notice the soul skill Cen Yu had already activated.

Suddenly, a stream of light brushed past, and in an instant, the three of them felt something abnormal about their bodies.

Hu Liena said in shock, "What?! Why has my perception become so blurred?"

It wasn't just her; even Yan and Xie Yue felt their bodies becoming sluggish, and even somewhat drained of strength.

"Little junior... is this your soul skill?"

Cen Yu nodded, "This is my second soul skill."

Upon receiving the confirmation, the three of them breathed a sigh of relief and began to use their soul power to purge the negative status from their bodies.

But soon, they realized something was wrong.

As Soul Kings, the three of them were actually unable to dispel the negative status inflicted by Cen Yu, a mere Soul Grand Master?

How could this be possible?!

Refusing to believe it, the three tried again, but the result remained the same.

In the end, it was Cen Yu who voluntarily dispelled the negative status from the three, allowing them to recover from that weakness.

Cen Yu chuckled, "This is only a part of my second soul skill; I didn't apply the effect that drains life force."

"Senior Sister, two Seniors, do you believe now that I can help you?"

In a sense, the negative effects he applied didn't count as negative effects in the traditional sense of Douluo Continent; they should be considered a type of curse.

Unless he willed it, even a Title Douluo would be unable to dispel them, with the only difference being the degree of impact.

Yan said with a bitter face, "We believe, we believe. I thought you were a support who would buff us, but it turns out you're a support who debuffs the enemy."

Cen Yu waved his hands helplessly, "Senior, that's where you've fallen into a misconception."

"How is weakening the enemy not a form of support for you?"

"Buffing teammates is to make them stronger and make victory easier."

"And weakening the enemy makes them weaker, which also makes victory easier for teammates, doesn't it?"

Hearing this, the corners of the three's mouths twitched, "Right... that makes sense."

Very well, it was an angle of support they hadn't thought of.

Suddenly, Hu Liena realized something, "Wait, little junior, isn't this the Control System?"