"Lin Ya! Where the hell have you been, you brat?!"
The moment Lin Ya returned to Biyou Village, Dugu Bo came straight at him with a barrage of complaints.
Seeing how worried Dugu Bo looked, Lin Ya felt a warmth in his heart and smiled. "Nothing much. I broke through Rank 40, so I went looking for my soul ring."
"You broke through Rank 40? Hahaha, just as expected of you. You're not even eleven yet, are you? You really are a monster." Dugu Bo recalled that record.
It was said that the youngest Titled Douluo record had been set by Tang Hao. He became a Titled Douluo at forty-four, and in a single battle, killed the long-renowned Spirit Hall Pope, Qian Xunji.
Then he looked at Lin Ya again. "You brat, you'll probably become a Titled Douluo by thirty."
Thirty?
Qian Renxue was five years older than me, and she became a god at thirty-five! If I'm only a Titled Douluo by thirty, I might as well wait to die.
Dugu Bo had no idea what Lin Ya was thinking. He patted Lin Ya on the shoulder. "Come on, come on. Let this old man see what heaven-defying thing your fourth soul skill is this time."
His first soul skill had created soul spirits.
His second soul skill had invented Soul Tools.
His third soul skill had reversed life and death.
Dugu Bo was genuinely curious what this fourth soul skill would be.
Lin Ya said nothing and merely replied, "I didn't find a suitable fourth soul ring for my Outcast Martial Soul, but I did find a third soul ring for my Swan Martial Soul."
"That works too. It definitely won't be anything ordinary. Bring it out and let me see." Dugu Bo watched Lin Ya with an