Soul Masters Can't Attack Ordinary People? What a Joke!

Crack!

Tai Yan's jaw shattered instantly, blood spraying from the corner of his mouth as he was sent flying into the air.

"The essence of attacking is to kill your opponent. Fancy tricks are useless!"

Qian Cheng flicked a finger, and a streak of golden Soul Power instantly covered Qian Renxue's palm.

Under Qian Cheng's precise control, Qian Renxue formed a sword with her fingers and slashed toward Tai Yan's neck.

Splat!

Blood sprayed through the air as Tai Yan's head fell from above!

Blood gushed out like a fountain, staining the ground red.

"He's dead? It's over?"

Watching the red line vanish from her body, Qian Renxue was still in a daze.

With her fighting style, killing him would certainly not have been a problem, but she would have needed to trade several more rounds at the very least.

Yet under her ancestor's control, he had been killed in just two moves.

The gap between them—

was simply too disheartening!

"Ancestor, am I really that useless?"

Qian Renxue walked up to Qian Cheng with her head lowered, her eyes full of disappointment.

"It's all right. You may still be a little weak right now, but you're young, so you can improve slowly."

The corners of Qian Cheng's lips lifted slightly, his tone carrying a trace of indulgence.

"Then does that mean Grandpa is beyond saving?"

Qian Renxue raised her head, a sly glint flashing through her eyes.

"I never said that."

Qian Cheng maintained his gentle smile.

"I was taught by Grandpa. You said I can still improve because I'm young, which means Grandpa is too old and beyond saving, doesn't it?"

Qian Renxue deliberately tilted her head and spoke with an innocent expression.

"Honestly, you never learn the good things, only these bad ones!"

Qian Cheng shook his head helplessly, then reached out and lightly tapped Qian Renxue on the forehead.

"If you keep tapping me, I'll become as dumb as Grandpa!"

Qian Renxue covered her forehead, stuck out her tongue playfully, and ran toward the doorway.

Thud, thud, thud!

A rush of hurried, uniform footsteps suddenly sounded outside the gate, shattering the earlier calm.

"Looks like there's more fun to be had!"

Qian Cheng slowly walked out through the gate, his gaze sweeping over the scene before him.

There were nearly a thousand soldiers clad in silver armor and armed with spears.

Dense rain fell from the sky, pounding fiercely against their armor with crisp clatters.

At the very front of the formation was a general riding a white warhorse and clad in white armor.

They stood neatly arranged before the gate, clearly arriving with ill intent.

"This general received word that someone was committing violence in the Strength Clan. It appears that person was you!"

As the son of Bai Baoshan, one of the three Committee Members of Heaven Dou Royal Academy,

Bai Hao had no outstanding military achievements, but he had still managed to obtain the title of general.

He was currently the City Guard Grand Commander of Heaven Dou City!

As for these seemingly well-equipped soldiers, they were actually minor and middle-ranking nobles sent here to pad their credentials.

They only needed to occasionally go out and suppress some bandits to earn military merit and gain enough capital to boast about.

Wasn't this military merit being handed to them on a platter?

Otherwise, how could they have arrived so quickly?

"The Strength Clan has already been slaughtered by me. You came a little late!"

Hearing Qian Cheng's words, Bai Hao's heart immediately trembled.

The Strength Clan was practically a local tyrant of Heaven Dou City, yet it had unexpectedly been wiped out.

But on second thought, with that rule established by the soul master world, there was no need for him, a general, to be afraid at all!

"You dare commit murder in Heaven Dou City? Is there no law in your eyes? No rules of the soul master world?"

"Immediately surrender and come with me to the imperial prison for punishment!"

Bai Hao stared at Qian Cheng, his eyes brimming with confidence.

"Rules? What rules?"

Qian Cheng looked at Bai Hao with some surprise.

With his strength, he had seen through Bai Hao's cultivation the moment he appeared.

A mere Soul King!

Most of those soldiers were ordinary people. Only a few captain-level officers possessed the cultivation of Soul Elders.

And with this level of strength, they dared question him?

"As a soul master, you can't kill ordinary people. You'll be condemned for something like that!"

Qian Renxue leaned close to Qian Cheng's ear and whispered, "So we should leave quickly."

"Huh? Were you serious about what you just said?"

The corner of Qian Cheng's mouth twitched slightly, and he looked utterly astonished.

"Yes. Though there's no explicit rule, many people tacitly accept it."

Qian Renxue spoke with a solemn expression.

"Little girl, let me teach you a principle!"

"Power creates rights; rights do not create power!"

"This isn't a female-oriented story. There's no such absurdity as commanding eight hundred thousand soldiers yet being forced to commit suicide by a single Imperial Edict from the other side!"

"Nor is there any idiocy where Gods are driven back by a million ordinary people!"

Qian Cheng gently patted Qian Renxue's shoulder, his tone carrying a trace of seriousness.

"Then you intend to..."

Although Qian Renxue did not understand what a female-oriented story meant, she could tell from Qian Cheng's tone that he did not take this so-called rule seriously at all.

"We don't seek trouble, but we're not afraid of it either!"

Qian Cheng's gaze pierced Bai Hao like a sharp sword, his voice carrying icy killing intent. "I'll give you three breaths. If you're still before my eyes after three breaths, you'll all die!!"

"You dare openly violate the rules of the soul master world? Aren't you afraid that all soul masters will rise up and attack you?"

Feeling Qian Cheng's killing intent, Bai Hao was somewhat flustered, yet he still believed that rule would keep Qian Cheng restrained.

"You're only a Soul King. Let me show you the power of a Soul Saint."

Qian Cheng waved his right hand.

An incomparably powerful aura instantly spread out, enveloping the entire Strength Clan estate.

Crack...

The once incomparably sturdy buildings seemed to be crushed by an invisible force and gradually began to split apart.

Fine cracks rapidly spread across the walls like spiderwebs!

The ground began to tremble violently as well, deep fissures extending like wounds.

Dust and smoke surged out from those cracks, dyeing the sky a hazy gray.

Drawn by that mysterious force, the entire building rose a hundred meters into the air.

Its enormous shadow was like a dark cloud, heavily blanketing everyone below and filling them with suffocating pressure.

"Y-you... you... you..."

Bai Hao was so frightened that he could no longer speak coherently. He had never seen such terrifying power.

"What is he going to do? He can't possibly mean what I think he means, right?"

"Is this the power of a high-level soul master? An estate that large was just pulled straight out of the ground?"

"Could he be a legendary Titled Douluo?"

The soldiers under Bai Hao also began to panic, their terrified eyes filled with fear of the unknown.

"Two!"

Qian Cheng ignored Bai Hao entirely and slowly clenched his hand.

Under Qian Cheng's control, the building floating in midair let out waves of piercing, ear-splitting screeches!

It then gradually twisted, its shape changing rapidly until it was compressed into a gigantic sphere.

The surface of this sphere was uneven and covered in cracks, making it look incomparably ugly.

Yet the visual impact it gave was utterly shocking!