Fighting in Full Swing

As if he did not care about anything happening around him.

Three ignorant youngsters, stupid to the extreme!

Qian Ye knew what they were laughing at, but he did not take it to heart.

"First Soul Skill: Old Carrot, Young Carrot, Heal, Heal, Carrot!"

A carrot immediately appeared in his hand.

His Soul Ring flashed, and then there was another carrot, two, three, ten.

"Second Soul Skill: Black Carrot, White Carrot, Soul Power, Soul Power, Carrot!"

Then his second Soul Ring lit up, producing another carrot, two, three, ten.

"Third Soul Skill: Red Carrot, Purple Carrot, Speed, Speed, Carrot!"

Finally, his third black Soul Ring lit up, creating one, two, ten.

After Qian Ye made thirty carrots, he completed the task and withdrew his Soul Rings and Martial Soul.

The three were in no hurry, merely watching him perform.

They felt quite pleased with themselves. It was only a Food-type Martial Soul, so they did not take him seriously.

Just as the three were about to make their move, another Martial Soul appeared behind Qian Ye, startling them.

"Twin... Twin Martial Souls!" The Scar-faced Man was genuinely frightened.

Only then did he understand why Qian Ye had summoned his Food-type Martial Soul first, then his Weapon Martial Soul.

"Stay alert!" The peach-eyed woman snapped awake as a Martial Soul appeared behind her.

Then one, two, three Soul Rings rose beneath her.

"Again?" The peach-eyed woman's face darkened once more.

She wondered whether she had encountered a monster.

He had only learned a little about cultivators with Twin Martial Souls from written records.

When the first Martial Soul absorbed Soul Rings, it was theoretically still fairly easy.

But when the second Martial Soul absorbed Soul Rings, it came with the danger of death.

Yet this little fellow possessed such strength at such a young age. It truly exceeded her expectations.

After releasing her Soul Rings, the peach-eyed woman immediately summoned her own Martial Soul as well.

Qian Ye studied her. Her three Soul Rings were white, yellow, and purple.

Ten-year, hundred-year, thousand-year. That meant she was in her thirties in level.

However, her Soul Ring configuration was rather ordinary.

Her second and third Soul Rings were standard configurations, at least.

Buzz, buzz, buzz~

Suddenly, the Scar-faced Man and the Gray-clothed Youth also released their Martial Souls and Soul Rings.

What surprised Qian Ye was that the Scar-faced Man was actually a Soul King in his fifties.

He had no idea where Bibi Dong and the others had captured these three Evil Soul Masters.

Qian Ye understood that Spirit Hall and Evil Soul Masters had always stood on opposing sides.

Evil Soul Masters committed far too much slaughter, often harming innocent people.

At the slightest provocation, a single Evil Soul Master might wipe out an entire village.

A group of Evil Soul Masters might destroy a whole town.

Thus, Spirit Hall's responsibilities extended beyond overseeing the continent's Soul Master affairs; it also bore the duty of eliminating Evil Soul Masters.

Following that logic, Qian Ye concluded that these three Evil Soul Masters had most likely been captured by Ghost and Yue Guan under Bibi Dong's orders.

The purpose was for Bibi Dong to test him.

"First Soul Skill: One Slash, Another Slash, Yet Another Slash—Every Slash Takes Your Life!"

The Scar-faced Man struck first. The yellow first Soul Ring of his Cleaver Martial Soul rose from behind him.

His Martial Soul was clearly a Cleaver Martial Soul.

Yet a dark, sinister aura seeped from it.

Even the Soul Power in his body was impure, giving off a shadowy black aura.

His identity as an Evil Soul Master was beyond doubt.

Qian Ye was not afraid of them. What worried him was whether Bibi Dong intended to kill him.

Naturally, Bibi Dong had no such intention. She merely wanted to test him and recruit him.

Qian Ye never fought unprepared battles. With his trump cards in hand, even if he could not win, leaving safely would not be a problem.

"Master, do you need White Dragon's help?"

Suddenly, a little girl's voice rang out in his spiritual space.

It was White Dragon.

The system, on the other hand, remained quiet.

He wondered where he would check in next. The more rewards he obtained, the faster he would level up.

The stronger he became, the fewer dangers he would face.

Buzz, buzz, buzz~

At that moment, cleaver after cleaver came hurtling straight at him.

The Scar-faced Man's Martial Soul was indeed formidable. He was also a level fifty-two Soul King, and his strength spoke for itself. His attack power was powerful as well.

No wonder he was so arrogant.

The peach-eyed woman and the Gray-clothed Youth had already retreated to the side, with no intention of attacking together.

They intended to let the Scar-faced Man fight first, believing that someone in his fifties in level had a better chance against someone in his thirties.

But they were truly mistaken.

And they were very, very mistaken.

A cheat was not given for nothing.

Those capable of defeating him could be counted on one hand.

Perhaps Bibi Dong, Qian Daoliu, Gu Yuena, and Bo Saixi still had a slight chance against him now.

In the future, though, haha.

Otherwise, even a Titled Douluo would not be worth his notice.

Qian Ye watched ten cleavers fly toward him, one slash after another.

He did not panic.

He remained perfectly calm.

With only a sinister smile, his body flashed through the air as an afterimage and vanished from where he stood.

A Fierce Battle

Huh?

The Scar-faced Man was startled when Qian Ye disappeared from his original position.

This little fellow had brought him too many shocks.

He even felt an unprecedented sense of fear from him.

He did not know what was wrong with himself.

He was only around six years old. No matter how strong he was, how strong could he possibly be?

At most, he's just bluffing.

The Scar-faced Man glanced back at Bibi Dong. Seeing her sitting there and watching the show, his eyes reddened with rage.

He even had the urge to rush over and skin her alive, pull out her tendons.

Of course, that thought was dangerous, impractical, and unrealistic.

But if their positions were reversed, it would make perfect sense.

Slap~

Suddenly, a burning slap rang out across his face.

Just as the Scar-faced Man was about to retaliate, a gust brushed past his cheek, followed by another burning pain.

Slap! Slap! Slap!~

One slap after another rang out in rapid succession.

Qian Ye's technique was skilled. He slapped the Scar-faced Man until his head spun and the world went dark.

He was only a little short of being unable to endure it.

The Scar-faced Man was completely dazed from the beating, without even a chance to counterattack.

At last, the slaps stopped. He staggered back several steps before managing to steady himself.

When the peach-eyed woman looked over, the Scar-faced Man's face had already swollen into a balloon.

She was secretly alarmed and drew a sharp breath.

Afraid that the other side would attack her as well, she raised both hands before her chest and prepared to defend herself.

Only then did the Scar-faced Man come back to his senses. Looking up, he saw Qian Ye still standing in the same spot as before, utterly motionless.

As someone who had fought countless battles, he could naturally see it clearly.

After exchanging a round with him, the other party had managed to remain unflushed, unperturbed, and without even a hint of heavy breathing.

It was as if he had not been the one doing the beating just now.

There had to be something extraordinary about him.

"Don't you know you shouldn't hit people in the face?" the Scar-faced Man said pitifully, his swollen face aching.

"Objection overruled!" Qian Ye stared at him coldly, like an eagle watching a chick.

The Scar-faced Man still had not expected his speed to be so fast.

It seemed that having the woman order the three of them to kill him was far from a simple matter.

Good... very good!

Even if he had to die, he would fight properly before dying.

Qian Ye said, "Do you still have a face?"

"What do you mean?" the Scar-faced Man demanded angrily.

"Figure it out yourself!"

The Scar-faced Man's face darkened. The second Soul Ring beneath him lit up. "Second Soul Skill: One Slash, Another Slash, Yet Another Slash, Blades and Shadows, Broken Knives Fly, Remnant Knives Soar!"

Suddenly, blade shadows filled the air from all directions as broken cleavers flew toward him.

In an instant, Qian Ye was surrounded from head to toe by a sea of shattered blades.

Seeing this, Qian Ye grew serious.

People like this could not be tolerated.

Qian Ye decided to give him another lesson. "Invincible Golden Body!"

Whether he was a tiger or a dragon, bringing him out for a test would make it clear.

With Qian Ye's shout, golden light flowed over his entire body, turning him completely crimson-gold.