During the three years from the age of six to nine, Xiao Chenyu could clearly feel that his Soul Power cultivation progressed quickly—unusually quickly. Time and again, he felt that his Soul Power Level had nearly reached level ten, that he could hunt his First Soul Ring and become an official one-ring Battle Soul Master.
However, heaven seemed to have played an incomparably cruel joke on the boy who had once been so full of hopes and dreams for the future. Though his cultivation speed was fast, it somehow "leaked" at the same time!
Whenever he painstakingly cultivated his Soul Power Level to a certain point, part of the Original Soul Power in his body seemed to flow somewhere else and vanish. Then, his Soul Power Level would visibly regress...
This was undoubtedly a tremendous blow to the still-young Xiao Chenyu, and he gradually became despondent because of it.
Not to mention that his far from subtle changes were gradually noticed by those around him. At some point, rumors began spreading through Nuoding City that the Lord of Nuoding City's son was a good-for-nothing whose Soul Power Level was cultivated "backward."
Perhaps because of his status, Xiao Chenyu did not suffer much mockery or ridicule from those around him. Even so, his increasingly sensitive heart could clearly sense the piercing looks they cast his way.
So he became even more self-destructive...
Until three years later.
During the long break after Xiao Chenyu finished his third year and was about to enter his fourth, an unexpected change transformed everything.
It was another dark and profound night. Xiao Chenyu woke abruptly from his sleep for no apparent reason, and a crimson hue gradually surfaced across his body. The terrifying burning sensation instantly reminded him of what he had experienced three years ago.