My Ears Aren't Playing Tricks, Are They? They Said the First Two Soul Rings Were Thousand-Year Soul Rings!

"Breaking through to rank ninety-seven in my lifetime?"

Qian Xunji lowered his eyes and laughed bitterly to himself, shaking his head without a trace.

For ordinary soul masters, becoming a Titled Douluo was already an unreachable legend.

But as the Pope of Spirit Hall and a member of the Qian bloodline, he knew better than anyone just how impossibly high the threshold to Super Douluo truly was.

After cultivating to rank ninety-five, every step forward no longer depended purely on accumulating soul power or piling up resources. It depended more on deep comprehension of the martial soul's origin, and on that mysterious, indescribable opportunity!

The reason he had managed to stumble his way to rank ninety-five was the terrifying cultivation speed of the Angel Martial Soul.

As for breaking through the shackles, going one step further, or even cultivating to the realm of a rank ninety-seven Super Douluo?

To put it bluntly, he was the least talented, most disappointing Pope in the entire history of the Qian family.

For someone with his lousy aptitude, rank ninety-seven was practically harder than climbing to heaven.

"What?"

Qian Wuji tilted his head slightly, his deep eyes carrying a sharp edge as he said playfully, "As the current Supreme Pope of Spirit Hall and a man of our Qian family, you don't even have that much confidence? You're making a rather pathetic Pope."

"I... I do, Granduncle, I do!" He was being scolded to his face by a rank ninety-nine Peerless Douluo granduncle.

Qian Xunji felt like a quail with its head tucked in right now, so frightened that his whole body jolted. He could only bite the bullet and agree.

Rank ninety-seven it was, then. He could boast now and worry later about whether he could actually do it.

Worst case, he would just go into seclusion and cultivate with his life on the line. Maybe a blind cat really would stumble onto a dead mouse, and he might actually make it?!

Only after seeing him state his position did Qian Wuji barely withdraw his gaze.

He was not very interested in Qian Xunji. His talent was simply too poor. For the Angel Martial Soul to be with him was truly a grievance.

Compared to this mediocre Pope, he was clearly far more interested in the grandnephew who had the ability to revive him.

Qian Wuji turned around and placed all his attention on Qian Renheng and Qian Renxue.

He had not known until he looked, and the look startled him badly. He froze on the spot, simply unable to believe it.

"Hiss—wait!"

Qian Wuji's eyes went wide, and he even rubbed them without caring about his image, his face filled with disbelief.

He stared fixedly at the two exquisitely adorable children before him, his voice trembling because of it.

"Rank twenty-seven? The soul power ranks of you two are actually rank twenty-seven?!

Qian Wuji felt as if his worldview was being elbowed by some unknown horror. "Didn't Big Brother just say you two only awakened your martial souls a few days ago?!"

"All told, it hasn't even been more than five days since you awakened your martial souls, right?! How did you cultivate!"

"What on earth did you eat to cultivate that fast!"

Rank twenty-seven! They were only three ranks away from the major threshold of rank thirty!

As long as they crossed those three ranks and absorbed their third soul ring, they would be true Soul Elders!

Soul Elder—that was the fourth major realm in the soul master system!

Two six-year-old children who had not even finished changing their teeth had cultivated to the threshold of Soul Elder? This was simply appalling!

Qian Wuji frantically recalled his own incomparably glorious past in his mind.

Back then, after awakening his martial soul at the age of six, he had trained day and night, forgetting sleep and food, cultivating with all his might, yet his speed had not been insane to this extent!

Looking at Qian Wuji's expression as if he had seen a ghost, Qian Wushuang and Qian Daoliu exchanged a glance without leaving a trace.

Both could see a hint of smugness in the other's eyes. Satisfying. Too satisfying!

So what if you, Qian Wuji, had been the most dazzling and outstanding peerless expert of that era back then?!

So what if you were proud and arrogant, and had never tasted defeat in your life?

Before the terrifying talent of these siblings, the talent you were so proud of would still be pinned to the ground and ruthlessly rubbed into the dirt.

In their hearts, the cultivation talent of these two siblings was absolutely the most heaven-defying and unreasonable in the history of Spirit Hall, even all of Douluo Continent!

Their first and second soul rings were all uniform thousand-year soul rings. Just the enormous soul power from absorbing those soul rings had pushed their soul power ranks all the way to rank twenty-seven.

Most importantly, and what they looked forward to most, was that the target for these two little monsters' third soul rings was a ten-thousand-year soul ring, something ordinary soul masters could only absorb as their fifth soul ring!

Once they successfully absorbed ten-thousand-year soul rings, the energy contained within those soul rings would inevitably cause the siblings' soul power ranks to soar once again!

If they continued calculating based on this rocket-like cultivation speed...

For these two siblings to break through to the Soul King or even Soul Emperor realm before the age of twelve was practically set in stone.

Twelve-year-old Soul Kings, Soul Emperors.

Just imagining that scene made Qian Wushuang and Qian Daoliu feel an instant rush of ecstasy in their skulls.

In the tens of thousands of years of soul master history across the entire Douluo Continent, there had never been soul masters this young and this terrifying.

Just as Qian Wuji was still doubting his life over their cultivation speed...

"Hehe—"

Seeing her great-granduncle's ignorant, never-seen-the-world expression, Qian Renxue could not help letting out a mischievous laugh.

The little girl lifted her fair, tender chin and crisply dropped another bombshell.

"Great-uncle, the reason we cultivate so fast is because of our first two spirit rings. Big Brother and I both absorbed thousand-year spirit rings~"

"So that's it, it was because you absorbed thousand-year... wait?!" Qian Wuji subconsciously followed Qian Renxue's words and nodded.

But the next second, he froze in place.

He abruptly raised his head and stared at Qian Renxue in horror, his voice almost shooting up eight pitches. "What? What did you just say?!"

"The first two spirit rings you two little brats absorbed were actually thousand-year spirit rings?! That's fucking possible?!"

Qian Wuji even dug hard at his own ears, seriously suspecting that after being revived, his ears still hadn't grown back properly.

What nonsense had these two little brats just said? Absorbing thousand-year spirit rings for their first two rings? How was that possible?!

One had to know that even he, Qian Wuji, a peerless prodigy of astonishing talent, had strictly followed the iron law of the spirit master world back then. His first two spirit rings had only been honest-to-goodness hundred-year spirit rings.

His nine spirit rings were in the standard configuration: yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black, red!

This was publicly recognized in the spirit master world as the optimal spirit ring configuration, and also the safest configuration for spirit masters when absorbing them.

Before the threshold of a ten-thousand-year spirit ring, the age limit of the spirit ring a spirit master could absorb depended entirely on the spirit master's own physical endurance and the toughness of their meridians.

A tender six-year-old child, even if they awakened the most top-tier beast martial soul and their body was strengthened by their martial soul, could endure, at most, no more than five hundred years for their first spirit ring, and for their second spirit ring, eight or nine hundred years would already be the absolute limit. There was absolutely no possibility of breaking through the thousand-year mark!