A Glorious Age

"The more I learn about history, the more I understand the Douluo Continent before my eyes, the more I feel an indescribable sense of suffocation. 69🅂🄷🅄🅇.🄲🄾🄼"

As the Chen Family father and son were captivated by Ling Yi's poignant and mysterious appearance, Ling Yi's magnetic voice rang out Youyou.

"In my eyes, the Douluo Continent is like a stagnant pool without a source, devoid of any life or vitality."

"What it was like ten thousand years ago is still what it is now, ten thousand years from now."

"From a human perspective, everyone is born to wait for their Martial Soul Awakening."

After the Martial Soul Awakening Ceremony, those without Innate Soul Power sink to the bottom of the world, while those with Innate Soul Power begin to cultivate. They then follow a predetermined path step by step, hunting a Soul Beast every ten levels to break the barrier that binds them with its Soul Ring.

Those with average talent will remain at a certain level or grade until the end of their Life.

Those with good aptitude start as One-Ring Soul Master, then progress to Two-Ring Grand Soul Master, Three-Ring Soul Elder... all the way up to Eight-Ring Soul Douluo, and even Nine-Ring Titled Douluo!

The voice paused here, Ling Yi withdrew his gaze from the empty space in front of him, looking at Chen Jianjun and Chen Xin, who were listening intently, before continuing:

"But even Titled Douluo is still just a speck of dust in the vast history. Apart from a few seemingly eye-catching characters, very little of them has survived to this day."

Chen Xin opened her mouth, wanting to say something in rebuttal, but in the end, she didn't know what to say.

So~

A powerful mental fortitude allowed Chen Jianjun to regain his senses in the shortest time. His sharp eyes met Ling Yi's, and he said, "You want to leave your mark on the history of the Douluo Continent, is that it?"

"Why not?" Ling Yi spread his hands and chuckled at Chen Jianjun.

This was the first time Ling Yi had displayed such an attitude since they met—youthful arrogance!

Despite this, neither Chen Jianjun nor Chen Xin were surprisingly averse to this frivolity; on the contrary, they felt a sense of naturalness, as if it were "how it should be."

At this point, the image of Ling Yi before them began to overlap with the one they had deduced from the various pieces of information they had gathered while they were in the hotel.

Without this "reckless" heart, how could one dare to defy the world and create a power system different from that of Soul Master, thus shaking the foundation of the Martial Soul system?

Although he had begun to admire Ling Yi —no, to admire him quite a bit— Chen Jianjun didn't show it. Instead, he said in a colder tone, "Just those One-Ring Soul Master?"

"Do you know that, even if you only trained a thousand or One-Ring Soul Master, or even tens of thousands... Titled Douluo like myself can still come and go as I please..."

"And on this Douluo Continent, even I dare not say that I can run rampant without restraint, let alone leave any mark on history."

Originally, he wanted to say that even if there were tens of thousands of Soul Master with one ring, he, Chen Jianjun, could sweep them all away with just one sword. However, after thinking about the impression that Chen Ningqi other two had left on him a few days ago, their tacit cooperation and their fearless spirit in the face of life and death, he realized that if he really went head-to-head with them, he might be worn down and killed. Chen Jianjun smoothly changed the subject.

Chen Xin noticed this bend, and so did Ling Yi.

However, in perfect unison, the two of them seemed oblivious to what was happening, quietly listening to Chen Jianjun finish speaking.

Here, Chen Jianjun picked up his wine cup, blew on the amber liquid inside, and then drank it. While Chen Xin was pouring wine, Ling Yi casually spoke up:

"Your Majesty, I have never thought of using my power to overthrow or bring down anything, so as to leave my mark on history."

"Oh?" Chen Jianjun, his face slightly flushed, picked up his full wine cup, and said in a deep voice as if the wine was making him feel better, "I'd like to hear the details~"

Chen Xin, standing beside him, also turned her gaze to Ling Yi, waiting for what he was about to say.

"As I have said, the Douluo Continent beneath our feet is like a stagnant pool without a source of living water."

Ling Yi tapped his right index finger on the table in front of him, gesturing to the father and son:

"In that case, this junior will carve out a spring for this stagnant pool, a spring that can continuously produce fresh water—!!"

"Lingyun City is the spring I dug, and people like Chen Ningqi are the living water I poured into the stagnant pool of the Douluo Continent—!!"

"Admittedly, Chen Ningqi and his group are still very weak now, but if there are a thousand Chen Ningqi today, there will be ten thousand Chen Ningqi in the future, or even a hundred thousand, a million—!!!"

In the Douluo Continent, Martial Soul are supreme, all other skills are inferior, only Soul Master are superior.

"I, Ling Yi, wish to create more paths in this world: body tempering, forging, sculpting, painting, music... These paths, when taken to their highest levels, may very well rival those of Titled Douluo —!!!"

As Ling Yi delivered his impassioned speech, Chen Jianjun and Chen Xin experienced a moment of disorientation, as if they were seeing a series of images.

Soul Master like Chen Ningqi are like streams of clear water, flowing from Lingyun City to other parts of the Douluo Continent, bringing a completely different style to each place they visit.

There were traditional Soul Master who were defeated by those who wielded divine weapons, wore sturdy armor, and resembled battle-hardened soldiers more than Soul Master, thus achieving victory against all odds.

There are those who have honed their physiques to the highest level of strength and resilience, using only their physical power to contend with powerful Soul Master; there are young men wielding carving knives, and women plucking the strings of a zither with their fingertips... All of these people have mastered a spiritual power akin to Sword Intent.

As Ling Yi spoke, their thoughts drifted, and a magnificent picture of a great era slowly unfolded before Chen Jianjun and his son Chen Xin.

Just thinking about it fills two pure swordsmen and seekers of the Dao with longing for a great world where all things flourish.

If it were in that era, they should have been able to easily find people with whom they could discuss philosophy.

The further one progresses in cultivation, the more difficult it becomes to understand the uncertain future and the arduous journey one must take, groping one's way forward step by step.

Chen Xin is alright, as he has Titled Douluo- level father to pave the way for him. As long as he follows the path that Chen Jianjun has explored for him step by step, at least before reaching the Titled Douluo, or even before reaching Level 95, it can be said that his path is smooth.

Even the difficult hurdle of level Level 95 to Level 96, Chen Jianjun's insights can become resources for Chen Xin's cultivation.

But when Chen Jianjun looked around the vast sea of people in the Douluo Continent, he couldn't find a single person who could offer him any help.

Throughout his journey, he had only himself to rely on.

To be continued tomorrow, goodnight everyone~