"How was it? Not bad, right?" the Asura God asked.
"Not bad," Jiang Chen replied.
His spiritual power was formidable, so controlling another mindless avatar during battle posed no difficulty for him.
The Asura God did not ask what Jiang Chen's soul skill was and continued, "Then I'll give you the rest of your reward. The age of all nine of your soul rings is already extremely high. Even if I raised their age further, you wouldn't have enough Soul Power to unleash the soul skills, so it would be meaningless.
"What you lack now is time—the time to cultivate to level ninety-nine. Your current Soul Power strength has already reached level ninety-two. I'll convert the rest of your reward into Soul Power and raise you another five levels. No problem with that?"
"No problem, no problem," Jiang Chen quickly said.
His heart pounded wildly. A reward of five levels of Soul Power—and five levels at the Title Douluo realm, at that. How terrifying was that?
His cultivation would soar from level ninety-two all the way to level ninety-seven. Who knew how many people would be frightened to death if word got out?
Even Bibi Dong was only at level ninety-eight now.
Yet Jiang Chen was about to catch up to her overnight.
At that moment, the faint displeasure Jiang Chen had felt toward the Asura God vanished completely.
Once again, he realized how wonderful it was to have someone powerful to rely on.
Just as he was rejoicing, a gentle yet vast surge of Soul Power was released through the Divine Slaughter's Domain within his body, swiftly merging into his own Soul Power.
This gentle Soul Power possessed no attribute, yet it was incomparably pure. Jiang Chen could easily absorb it, rapidly converting it into his own Soul Power.