Twin Qilin Emperors

Outside Shrek City.

Su Ling hurriedly found a secluded spot.

After confirming no one was around, he sat cross-legged and activated the system reward with a thought.

[Mysterious Gift Pack opened. Congratulations, you have obtained: Random Top-Tier Martial Soul, Storage Soul Tool—Sumeru Ring.]

Golden light flashed.

A black-gold ring appeared on Su Ling's right index finger out of thin air and automatically bound itself to his soul.

After examining it, he found that the Sumeru Ring contained one hundred thousand cubic meters of space and could even store living creatures.

"Good stuff!"

Su Ling smiled as he rubbed the Sumeru Ring, deposited 300,000 Gold Soul Coins inside, then rubbed his hands together in anticipation.

The main event had arrived!

"System, claim the Random Top-Tier Martial Soul and the Charm Aura!"

[Ding! The Charm Aura is now permanently active! Your personal charisma and temperament have been elevated to the pinnacle. Everyone will naturally have a favorable impression of you, and the rate at which members of the opposite sex develop affection for you has greatly increased!]

[Random Top-Tier Martial Soul: Upon use, randomly awakens a Martial Soul perfectly compatible with the user. Minimum guaranteed quality: top-tier.]

[Randomly drawing a Top-Tier Martial Soul for the host: 3%... 69%... 100%... Golden legend! Congratulations, host, you have drawn a Super Martial Soul—Dark Evil Qilin.]

[Dark Evil Qilin: A mutated ancient Qilin, king of beasts and emperor of darkness. Possesses the dual ultimate attributes of evil and darkness and can devour all things to absorb their origin.]

As the system's electronic voice faded away.

The heavens and earth changed color in an instant.

The clear sky fell into darkness, black clouds blanketed the heavens, and a pitch-black phantom as massive as a towering mountain slowly emerged.

It had a dragon's head and deer antlers, a tiger's back and elk's body. Its entire body was covered in deep-black scales, while its furry tail resembled a dragon's tail. Its crimson eyes radiated an awe-inspiring, murderous majesty that looked down upon all living things!

The birds flying nearby, the butterflies spreading their wings, and the lush flowers and grass carpeting the ground all lost their color in that instant, turning to ash before withering into nothingness.

"Roar!" The Dark Evil Qilin let out a long roar before transforming into a streak of black light and drilling into Su Ling's glabella.

All that remained was desolation everywhere, saturated with the aura of death.

Feeling the surging power of darkness and evil within his body, Su Ling's smile froze, and the corners of his mouth began twitching uncontrollably.

Darkness? Evil?

Evil Soul Masters were hated by everyone. Even if a Martial Soul merely carried a trace of darkness, one had to tread carefully in public like a rat crossing the street.

Not to mention that he now possessed ultimate darkness and evil. Just activating Martial Soul Possession would destroy the surrounding ecosystem.

And its ability was freaking devouring all things!

Wasn't that the textbook definition of an Evil Soul Master!?

How could he dare enter Shrek with this Martial Soul?!

If those old geezers at Sea God Pavilion discovered him, wouldn't they chop him into minced meat within minutes?!

"Damn it, if you're drawing a Martial Soul for me, draw a good one!" Just as Su Ling was on the verge of tears.

Within his Sea of Spirit.

As the Dark Evil Qilin's origin settled in, the seed that had only been at level two and a half suddenly split open with a crack.

"Rumble!" Thunder exploded.

The seed instantly sprouted and took root. Within seconds, it had grown into a purple vine wreathed in lightning. Then, it lashed out at the Dark Evil Qilin with a thunder-charged vine whip!

"Roar!" Feeling provoked, the Dark Evil Qilin roared and charged straight at it.

For a time, lightning filled the sky and boundless darkness intertwined and dissolved into one another, neither willing to yield.

The two Martial Souls were having a great time fighting, but Su Ling himself was miserable.

At that moment, he felt as though someone were repeatedly driving red-hot needles into his Sea of Spirit.

Su Ling's body went limp, and he collapsed to the ground. Cold sweat drenched him, while his pale face twisted in agony.

Calling this pain torture would not have been an exaggeration!

[Ding! Detected that the host's first Martial Soul, Thunderous Hell Vine, and second Martial Soul, Dark Evil Qilin, are mutually repelling each other. The host's Sea of Spirit is about to collapse. The system has proposed the optimal solution: forcibly fuse the two Martial Souls. Would the host like to fuse them?]

"Yes! Fuse them!" Su Ling had no time to think. If they were not fused, he felt as though his entire body would explode!

[The system is now fusing them for you...]

The instant the electronic voice ended, the two big shots in his Sea of Spirit immediately calmed down.

Guided by a mysterious force, the Thunderous Hell Vine split into countless vines that stretched toward the Dark Evil Qilin. The Dark Evil Qilin also cooperated, allowing the vines to wrap it into a cocoon.

The origins of the two Super Martial Souls converged and fused within.

Su Ling was barely breathing. His body alternated between radiating evil energy and being surrounded by lightning. His left and right eyes glimmered faintly, one red and one purple, while every cell in his body was continuously destroyed and rebuilt.

Fortunately, his physique had been strengthened. Otherwise, he would never have endured such devastation.

Who knew how long this torment would last.

Time passed second by second.

[Fusion complete! Congratulations, host. Your Martial Soul has successfully evolved into a god-tier dual-form Martial Soul—Dark Evil Qilin Emperor/Thunder Prison Qilin Emperor.]

Hearing the system's voice in his mind, the weight in Su Ling's heart finally lifted. Unable to hold on any longer, his eyelids drooped, and he passed out.

God Realm.

Committee Hall.

In an octagonal hall, a round table stood at the center, surrounded by five seats.

At that moment, two people sat facing each other at the table.

One of them wore a purple cloak that concealed his face. Yet two red lights could vaguely be seen flickering beneath the hood, and his entire body radiated a terrifying, oppressive aura.

Across from him sat a young man in black. He had short hair, flames seemingly flickering in his eyes, and a faint wicked smile at the corner of his mouth.

The young man in black spoke first. "So that's how it is. I was wondering why Sea God has been staying here for seven days straight. Destruction, you noticed it too?"

The purple-cloaked man called Destruction nodded. Looking at the unconscious Su Ling within the projection, he pondered for a moment before saying hoarsely, "This child possesses the three ultimate attributes of destruction, evil, and darkness. His future achievements will be extraordinary..."

"I saw him first," the young man in black interrupted.

Destruction was not angered by the interruption. He merely turned to the young man in black and smiled.

"That is not necessarily true. His temperament and character have yet to be examined. Even Sea God appears to be observing him. If he turns out to be utterly wicked, would sending down our inheritances not be inviting a wolf into the house?"

Hearing this, the young man in black tapped his fingers against the table and frowned in thought. After several breaths, he rose and slapped the table. "Fine, then we'll observe him for a day or two! But let me make this clear first: neither of us is allowed to secretly send down an inheritance behind the other's back!"

"Of course."

The two exchanged smiles, reaching a consensus.

Outside Shrek City.

Su Ling, who had been unconscious, twitched his index finger. His eyelids trembled lightly before slowly opening.

"Mm, awake? Kid, tell this old man, what happened here?"

"Mm..." Su Ling groaned softly, rubbing his eyes as he pushed himself up. His consciousness gradually cleared.

Was someone calling me just now?

Su Ling looked around and finally spotted someone reclining beside a huge boulder not far away.

He was an old man with a messy head of hair. His white robe had been stained grayish-brown and torn in several places, while a huge purplish-red gourd hung from his waist.

Taotie Douluo Xuan Zi?

Su Ling frowned slightly.

Seeing Su Ling look over, Xuan Zi took a bite from the roast chicken in his right hand and asked in a muffled voice, "I'm talking to you. What happened here?"

Su Ling turned and swept his gaze over the miserable scene around them.

The entire area looked as though a vast ring of desert had suddenly appeared in the middle of a flower-covered plain. A faint black evil aura still seeped from the ground.

Wow, the Dark Evil Qilin was indeed wicked!

Su Ling silently mourned the creatures he had accidentally harmed for two seconds, then sensed his Martial Soul.

Luckily, it fused with the Thunderous Hell Vine, allowing my Martial Soul to evolve into dual forms. Otherwise, I really wouldn't know how to clean up this mess. After secretly rejoicing, he looked at Xuan Zi and began making things up with a straight face.

"I'm not too sure either. I was just passing through when I suddenly passed out. When I woke up, I saw you."

"Is that so?"

Xuan Zi said nothing else. He simply continued eating his roast chicken, occasionally lifting the wine gourd at his waist for a swig.

A bite of chicken, a gulp of wine—he ate with great satisfaction!

Su Ling glanced at the roast chicken in his hand. His throat bobbed, and he could not help swallowing.

He had consumed a tremendous amount of energy while fusing the Martial Souls and had not yet replenished it. Now, the aroma of food reached him.

Hunger immediately churned in his stomach.

He was starving.

One minute later.

After Xuan Zi had eaten and drunk his fill, he wiped his grease-covered hands on his clothes and walked directly up to Su Ling, examining him closely.

"You're not a Shrek student?"

"Mm, not yet."

"Oh?" Xuan Zi raised a brow.

"I had planned to hunt for Soul Rings in the Star Dou Great Forest before registering at Shrek..."

Xuan Zi glanced over Su Ling and asked in a muffled voice, "You came alone to hunt your second Soul Ring?"

"Two Soul Rings," Su Ling said calmly.

"Two?" Xuan Zi's eyes lit up. He forcefully pressed both hands onto Su Ling's shoulders, his voice turning excited.

"You have Twin Martial Souls!?"

"No."

Su Ling shook his head. Looking at the greasy stains Xuan Zi had left on his shoulders, he felt helpless.

Great, those would not wash out.

"Not Twin Martial Souls? Then why did you say you need two Soul Rings? Are you fooling with this old man?"

Xuan Zi released him, displeasure appearing on his face.

He had just examined him. This kid's Soul Power fluctuations were indeed at level twenty, and he also gave off a feeling of comfort that Xuan Zi could not explain.

"You misunderstand, sir. I never lie."

Su Ling's expression remained unchanged, and even his breathing was steady.

Seeing this, Xuan Zi froze.

Could what he said be true?!

Could it be...?!

Xuan Zi's eyes suddenly burst with blazing light, and even his voice trembled.

"Could you possibly be...!?"

"Yes, my Innate Soul Power is level twenty."

"Child, what is your name!? Could you let this old man see your Martial Soul!?"

Xuan Zi hastily grabbed Su Ling's hand, his eyes shining as though he had found mountains of Soul Bones.

Su Ling pulled his hand away in slight disgust, wiped it on the hem of his clothes, then took two steps back under Xuan Zi's burning gaze.

"My name is Su Ling. My Martial Soul is the Thunder Prison Qilin Emperor. Sir, watch closely."

Su Ling stomped his foot. "Martial Soul Possession!"

"Roar!" A long cry that sounded both like a dragon and an ox rang out.

Pitch-black lightning instantly lit up from Su Ling's glabella, crackling loudly.

The phantom of the Thunder Prison Qilin Emperor condensed behind him.

It had a dragon's head and tail, an elk's body and tiger's back. Its deep-purple eyes gleamed with savage light, while thunder wings faintly spread behind it.

Its gaze was disdainful, and its bearing lofty.

"The Godly Taotie Bull is cheering! It even... even feels reverence! This... this is definitely an ultra-top-tier Martial Soul!!"

Xuan Zi's breathing quickened, and his heart pounded wildly.

Even when his grand-uncle Mu En released his Martial Soul before him, he had never felt this way.

That was the Radiant Sacred Dragon!

Looking at it this way, could Su Ling's Martial Soul quality possibly surpass even his grand-uncle's?!!

And this lightning...

Xuan Zi shakily stepped forward and extended one finger, lightly touching the flickering black lightning.

With a crackle, Xuan Zi recoiled in pain.

He stared at his charred finger, his pupils rapidly contracting.

He was a level ninety-eight Super Douluo. Even without activating his Martial Soul, his physical body was not something a Soul Grandmaster could possibly injure!

Yet right before his eyes, Su Ling had not only injured him.

The source of the injury was merely the lightning surrounding his body!

"No mistake! It's ultimate! This is Ultimate Thunder!!"

Dear fathers, please check out the author's note for this chapter.