Truly the Child of Destiny

The White Tiger sensed a lethal threat from that purple web of lightning; like a startled cat, its massive body suddenly recoiled and shot backward.

Unfortunately, the lightning web descended too quickly and covered too vast an area.

The White Tiger simply could not dash out of the web's range in an instant.

"Crackle, crackle..."

Streaks of purple lightning arcs surged across the two beasts like swimming dragons.

The White Tiger's body suddenly went rigid, appearing completely stiff.

Although the Deep Blue Thunder Python had high lightning resistance, it could not withstand the purple lightning invading its body through its mouth, and a faint, charred stench suddenly began to permeate the air.

A brilliant yellow spirit ring emerged from the corpse of the Deep Blue Thunder Python.

Lin Chen leaped down from the tree trunk.

While he was still in mid-air, the Sky Thunder Whip in his hand had already swept out.

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh..."

The Sky Thunder Whip coiled around the White Tiger's front leg, and Lin Chen, having landed, gave it a forceful tug.

"Bang!"

The White Tiger's massive body was instantly yanked more than ten meters away.

"Pfft!"

The sharp tip of the whip entered through the White Tiger's eye socket, piercing its brain, and a brilliant yellow spirit ring subsequently emerged from its corpse.

Lin Chen dared not let the hostile White Tiger leave alive; after all, he would have no means of resistance while absorbing a spirit ring.

Dragging it to the side was merely to avoid absorbing the wrong spirit ring.

Lin Chen scanned his surroundings.

In this Soul Hunting Forest, a seven or eight-hundred-year-old spirit beast was already a king-level existence, and the Deep Blue Thunder Python was a standout among them.

This was evident from the fact that the White Tiger had stopped at the edge of the Deep Blue Thunder Python's territory while chasing him.

If even a seven-hundred-year-old White Tiger dared not easily step into the Deep Blue Thunder Python's territory, other spirit beasts would have even less courage to do so.

Lin Chen walked to the corpse of the Deep Blue Thunder Python, looked at its brilliant yellow spirit ring, and could not help but reveal a smile.

"Come, my first spirit ring."

Lin Chen sat cross-legged and guided the yellow spirit ring toward himself.

"Hum!"

When the yellow spirit ring flew above his head, it contracted violently before snapping onto his body with lightning speed.

Along with the spirit ring came a massive sensation of pressure.

That crushing force was terrifying; had it been any other level ten spirit master, their entire skeleton would likely have been instantly crushed into powder.

Fortunately, Lin Chen was no ordinary spirit master.

Even so, his bones were squeezed until they creaked and groaned.

However, it did not exceed his limits.

After an unknown amount of time, the crushing pressure gradually dissipated into nothingness.

The yellow spirit ring calmed down and began to rhythmically pulse up and down Lin Chen's body.

It was also at this moment that Lin Chen felt as if something within him had shattered.

Surging spirit power followed.

Lin Chen hurriedly circulated his cultivation technique, refining that spirit power into his own.

In the process of refining the spirit power, he also received feedback regarding his first spirit skill.

Sky Thunder Dragon Elephant: Increases lightning attribute intensity by 200% and physical constitution by 100%, lasting for half an hour.

As expected of a dragon-type spirit beast, the amplification ratio was simply outrageous.

And it was only around eight hundred years old.

As the last trace of spirit power was refined, Lin Chen's spirit ring absorption was complete.

The most ridiculous thing about the Douluo Continent was that even spirit masters themselves did not know exactly what level they were; they had to undergo testing to know their specific rank.

"Open panel!"

With a thought from Lin Chen, an attribute panel appeared in the void before his eyes.

[Name: Lin Chen]
[Spirit: Sky Thunder Whip]
[Level: 12]
[Spirit Power: 12]
[Constitution: 25]

[Cultivation Technique/Ultimate Art: [Click to Expand]]

The eight-hundred-year-old first spirit ring only granted Lin Chen two levels of spirit power.

This did not exceed his expectations.

Tang San's ten-thousand-year fourth ring had also only granted him two levels of spirit power.

As for the twelve levels from his first ring, the three months between his spirit awakening and the start of school were enough for him to cultivate one level of spirit power.

"Time to go!"

Lin Chen stood up and walked toward the exit of the Soul Hunting Forest without looking back.

Life between heaven and earth is like a white colt flashing past a crack in the wall—it passes in the blink of an eye.

Two months of time slipped away in a flash.

In a hotel room, Lin Chen opened his eyes, a smile tugging at the corners of his mouth.

"Thirteen levels."

If Tang San could do it, there was naturally no reason he couldn't.

"Time to head to Nuoding Academy."

Compared to inflicting Disaster Curse on strangers, he preferred to inflict it on Tang San and his master.

There was no reason why.

He simply didn't like that pair of master and disciple; after all, who he inflicted the Disaster Curse on didn't really matter, did it?

However, there was one prerequisite: the academy had to allow him to skip classes.

He didn't want to waste his cultivation time on such trivial matters.

He figured there shouldn't be too much of a problem.

Who would refuse to have an extra graduate with innate full spirit power in their academy?

That was a living signboard, after all.

Lin Chen checked out of the hotel, walked out, and headed straight for Nuoding Academy.

He didn't rush to go inside.

It wasn't because he wanted to witness some famous scene, but because he was waiting for Old Jack.

One must know how to be grateful; he had survived until now entirely thanks to the relief from the villagers. Now that he had made it, how could he not show his appreciation?

It was just that he hadn't had a reason to have money back then, otherwise, he would have given it to them when he left.

Since Lin Chen had timed his arrival perfectly, he didn't have to wait long.

"Grandpa Jack!"

Seeing Old Jack and Tang San in the distance, Lin Chen hurried over to them.

"Little Chen?"

Old Jack looked Lin Chen up and down, his eyes filled with disbelief.

The changes in him over these three months were too drastic.

Not only was he dressed like a noble, but he also looked clean and had grown quite a bit taller.

If Lin Chen hadn't spoken first, Old Jack wouldn't even have dared to recognize him.

Tang San was also filled with surprise.

In just three short months, there wasn't a trace of a country bumpkin left on the other boy; anyone who didn't know better would have thought he was born a noble.

Lin Chen glanced at the center of Tang San's brow.

Good grief, it's been three months and the bad luck still hasn't erupted. I can only say he is worthy of being the Child of Luck; even his bad luck has to accumulate into something massive before it explodes.

Lin Chen exchanged a few brief pleasantries with the two of them, then pulled Old Jack aside.

"Grandpa Jack, please take this."

He took out a money bag he had prepared in advance and handed it to Old Jack.

"What are you..."

Lin Chen interrupted him directly: "Grandpa Jack, I'm not short on money now. This isn't just for you; take it back and distribute it among everyone."

"If it weren't for your relief, I would have starved to death long ago. Now that I have the ability, I naturally need to repay everyone's kindness in raising me."

"Alright then, you really are a good child."

Seeing that he had put it that way, Old Jack found it difficult to refuse any longer.

Watching the gratified smile on his face, Lin Chen smiled along with him.

"Leave Tang San to me; you should head back now."

Lin Chen had no intention of inviting him to dinner or asking him to stay in the city for the night.

With so many Gold Soul Coins on him, it was better for him to return to the village as soon as possible. Otherwise, if he revealed his wealth, as an ordinary person, he might be in danger.

"Alright, with you looking after him, Grandpa is at ease."

Since Lin Chen could earn so much money in three months, Old Jack naturally had nothing to worry about.