Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring

Surely nobody could be so blind, could they?

But, unfortunately, an example of exactly that was standing right in front of Bibi Dong.

She couldn't believe it.

Yu Xiaogang stood far away from Lu Mingchuan, afraid Old Butler would kick him flying, but he still couldn't help speaking to Lu Mingchuan.

"Cousin."

Lu Mingchuan nodded.

Though he was a vicious cousin, he still had to maintain his image in Lu Mingchuan's eyes.

Graceful and elegant, like a jade gentleman.

Using the image Yu Xiaogang longed to become, he said gently, "What is it, Cousin?"

[Damn, I'm making even myself swoon with how handsome I am.]

[Please note, I'm not talking about my looks, but my bearing.]

[The Grandmaster Gangzi wants to become should have the kind of bearing I have. It's just a pity he lacks the natural aura heaven gave me.]

Seeing how extraordinary his cousin's bearing was, Yu Xiaogang felt deeply displeased at being overshadowed.

"Cousin, aren't you being a bit too overbearing here at Spirit Hall?"

But he couldn't say that so directly, so Yu Xiaogang could only make the point tactfully.

Overbearing? Who? Me?

Lu Mingchuan hadn't expected this kid to be so unreasonable. He was clearly here to protect him, so why was he calling him overbearing?

But that feeling had only brewed in his heart for a second before vanishing completely.

[No, I almost got angry just now.]

[Good thing I'm not actually here to protect him.]

"Which of you two is in charge at Spirit Hall?" Lu Mingchuan said arrogantly, planting a foot on Yu Xiaogang, whom Old Butler had dragged over to serve as a footstool.

Yu Xiaogang mumbled, "Cousin, I..."

"Cousin, don't take it to heart. We were short on props, so I had to use you as a footstool. But don't worry, your cousin definitely didn't just come from the toilet."

Lu Mingchuan waved a hand indifferently. "All right, Cousin, stop talking. Watch how I get your face back."

"How could we, members of the mighty Blue Lightning Tyrant Sect, lose to a bunch of nobodies from a place like this?"

Although Yu Xiaogang was sprawled on the ground with his backside sticking up, Lu Mingchuan's foot on him, his expression still changed at those words.

Was he asleep, or had his cousin had too much to drink?

Their Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon clan currently had only his father, a Titled Douluo. If they acted so brazenly at Spirit Hall, what if Spirit Hall decided to deal with them?

Yu Xiaogang knew all about the secrets between Spirit Hall and the Clear Sky Sect. Their clan didn't have anyone who could match a Limit Douluo.

Just as he was about to speak again, Old Butler stuffed a sock into his mouth and gagged him.

"Gangzi, don't talk so much. Just watch our young master get your face back."

As soon as Lu Mingchuan finished speaking,

Bibi Dong and Tang Yuehua watched someone they knew putting on airs right in front of them, and they both felt rather uncomfortable.

They weren't fools like Yu Xiaogang, who couldn't even recognize someone when he was making no effort to disguise himself.

Bibi Dong still wanted to confirm one thing. Ignoring Lu Mingchuan, she chose to question Yu Xiaogang directly.

"Cuihua's lover, are you sure this is someone you know?"

At the mention of Cuihua, Yu Xiaogang's expression abruptly changed. The pain he was already feeling mingled with painful memories in his mind, striking his heart hard.

[Damn it, why is Saintess Bibi Dong being so unreasonable too?]

[You've got rocks in your head! Who's Cuihua's lover?]

[Figures. She's so brainless she can't even tell that I was the one being forced.]

Yu Xiaogang's anguished thoughts echoed through the minds of the three of them.

If Bibi Dong hadn't seen Yu Xiaogang pinned beneath Lu Mingchuan's foot, she would have pressed the sole of her shoe hard against his face right then.

He really was an ungrateful wretch.

He actually thought he was the only clever person in the world.

Bibi Dong asked one last time, her tone domineering. "You're sure you know him? Then tell me his name. Otherwise, none of you are leaving Spirit Hall today."

"This..." Seeing Bibi Dong's expression, Yu Xiaogang felt a little uneasy. She seemed to mean business.

But this was the person from his dream. How could he not know him? Who did she think she was looking down on?

Yu Xiaogang lifted his head and looked at Bibi Dong. "This is my cousin, Lu Mingchuan."

"His surname is Lu, and yours is Yu?"

Even Tang Yuehua couldn't help clicking her tongue.

The two of them didn't even share a surname, yet Yu Xiaogang hadn't questioned it at all.

Seeing the disbelief on Bibi Dong's face, Lu Mingchuan knew it was time for him to act.

"Butler."

[This is my first time using force to overpower someone. Thanks to my audience.]

[Now I see why having lackeys is so satisfying.]

You idiot, the one you're overpowering right now is your audience.

Bibi Dong and Tang Yuehua stepped back.

Then the butler and Lu Mingchuan each took a side.

Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragons rose up from both of them at the same time.

Lightning flashed as their Martial Souls appeared.

Old Butler's Soul Ring Configuration was ordinary, nothing out of the usual.

But when Lu Mingchuan's entirely black Soul Rings appeared, they all sucked in a sharp breath.

Was this Soul Ring Configuration for real?

Who could absorb a black First Soul Ring?

[No... no... no...]

[Impossible, impossible!]

[The family books clearly state the limits of Soul Ring age. Even a thousand years is impossible. How could a ten-thousand-year one appear?]

[Could the family records be wrong? Then how do I explain the ones on him?]

Yu Xiaogang's thoughts now echoed those of Bibi Dong and Tang Yuehua.

Could a person really absorb this kind of Soul Ring Configuration?

They had never imagined anyone could have a black First Soul Ring. If his first five Soul Rings were all black, would the last five all have to be red?

Feeling their gazes fixed on his Soul Rings,

Lu Mingchuan curled his lip.

[What a bunch of backwoods bumpkins.]

[The villain is delivering his lines. Could you show a little respect for my profession?]

[You're already this shocked by just five black Soul Rings. If I changed all my Martial Souls to gold, wouldn't you die of fright?]

What the hell?

There were gold Soul Rings too? The instant Lu Mingchuan's thought emerged,

everyone fell silent where they stood.

Bibi Dong pondered. As far as she knew, Soul Rings only came in five colors: white, yellow, purple, black, and red. Could gold mean a ring that surpassed a hundred thousand years?

Yu Xiaogang couldn't hold back his curiosity. He looked up and asked, "Cousin, how did you absorb a ten-thousand-year Soul Ring directly? Didn't it feel like you were going to explode when you absorbed your First Soul Ring?"

[Cousin, I'm your cousin, after all.]

[Tell me all your secrets. I'm sure you won't mind.]

[Come on, I'm about to hear the biggest secret in the world.]

In his view, the ability to absorb a Soul Ring Configuration like this had to be handed over to the sect.