One Axe

"Lord Yue Guan, you must be joking."

In the end, it was Hu Liena who stepped forward. Wearing a smile, a little playful, she found an excuse and explained:

"We didn't come to make trouble for Junior Brother. We were just worried that disciples from other sects might challenge him at the ceremony, and that he might be caught unprepared when the time came. We came to spar with him now to help him get used to fighting in advance."

When Yue Guan heard that, a half-smile appeared on his face.

Lin Bei shrugged. The excuse was reasonable enough, but everyone knew what they were really thinking.

They had simply seen through it without saying it aloud.

Tch~

They were just unhappy that I became the Holy Son, weren't they?

Then I'll let you all see exactly why Bibi Dong chose to appoint me as the Holy Son!

Lin Bei swept his gaze over Xie Yue and the other two, then asked, "Since this is Senior Sister's kind intention, Lin Bei naturally has no reason to refuse. Which senior will go first?"

Yan and Xie Yue exchanged a glance, then Yan stepped forward and said, "I'll spar with you!"

Yue Guan immediately had the others pull back, leaving space for Lin Bei and Yan to fight.

It had to be said that Bibi Dong had truly spared no expense. The residence she had given Lin Bei was extremely large; the courtyard they were standing in now could practically serve as a small plaza.

Yan looked at Lin Bei with aloof pride and announced his martial soul and level. "Yan, martial soul Flame Lord, twenty-ninth-level Battle Soul Master!"

A hint of surprise flashed through Lin Bei's eyes. He was already level twenty-nine now?

As expected of a genius known in the original work as part of Spirit Hall's Golden Generation. His talent really was strong.

Unfortunately...

"Lin Bei, martial soul Pangu Creation Axe, thirtieth-level Battle Soul Master!"

Lin Bei said with a smile.

Beside them, Yue Guan looked shocked. "Brat, you're already level thirty?"

If he remembered correctly, after obtaining his second soul ring, Lin Bei's Soul Power level had only been around twenty-five or twenty-six. How had he reached level thirty in just two or three days?

After hearing the level Lin Bei announced, Xie Yue and Hu Liena were also shocked.

Yan, who was facing Lin Bei directly, froze even more.

This guy was only a little over six, right?

How was his level already higher than mine?

A six-year-old thirtieth-level Battle Soul Master... Wasn't this talent far too terrifying?

Yan's expression shifted uncertainly.

Lin Bei smiled. Yue Guan and the others' surprise was within his expectations.

After returning from the Star Dou Great Forest, Lin Bei had used Simulation Points to carry out six simulated transmigrations.

Four of those simulated transmigrations had been miserable. Either he died the moment he transmigrated, or he transmigrated into a commoner with no Soul Power whatsoever.

His luck had been decent in the other two. After transmigrating, he had become a soul master both times, but he had not lived long in either life and died very quickly.

From those two simulated lives, Lin Bei had obtained, in order, twenty-third-level Soul Power and the physical constitution of a Great Soul Master.

"Come on, Senior Yan."

Lin Bei said.

Yan put away the contempt in his heart and let out a low shout. In an instant, flames and magma rose from beneath his feet, and a Flame Lord resembling a demon emerged behind him.

Roar!

The Flame Lord let out an angry roar. An astonishing aura swept out in all directions, blowing the surrounding vegetation into violent swaying.

Lin Bei stood calmly in place. He stretched out his hand, and an enormous axe instantly condensed into existence.

Endless divine light appeared behind him.

At the same time, two black soul rings rose from beneath Lin Bei's feet. A violent, surging aura like a level-nine tsunami roared wildly in all directions, and under that terrifying pressure, the ground cracked inch by inch.

Xie Yue and Hu Liena were shaken into retreating again and again.

They stared in horror at the black soul rings on Lin Bei, their eyes wide.

Xie Yue shouted in disbelief, "Black—black Ten Thousand Year Soul Rings?!"

Hu Liena looked at Lin Bei in shock.

The six-year-old Lin Bei was not very tall, but now, in Hu Liena's eyes, his figure was upright and majestic, as if he were a god.

Lin Bei unleashed his aura without restraint.

He looked at Yan.

At that moment, under his aura, Yan's body had already bent down. If he had not been holding on with all his might, he would probably have dropped to his knees.

"This guy..."

Yan gritted his teeth and raised his head to look at Lin Bei, his expression filled with shock. He had actually dared to absorb black Ten Thousand Year Soul Rings as his first and second soul rings. How had he done it?

"Senior Yan, please make your move."

Lin Bei held the Pangu Creation Axe and spoke calmly.

Yan gnashed his teeth and abruptly clenched both fists. Flames ignited over them—

"Hell Lava Surge!"

The flames on his fists suddenly swelled, and then magma burst from the ground. A molten chunk of lava flew into the air, and Yan seized the chance to punch out.

Boom!

The molten lava chunk was like a tank shell, carrying terrifying heat and force as it struck toward Lin Bei!

Facing the flying chunk of lava, Lin Bei's expression remained calm. He raised his hand and chopped down with his axe—

From Yan's perspective, the moment Lin Bei's axe came down, the entire world seemed to dim. Only a gigantic axe that blotted out the sky descended from above, as if it meant to split open this gloomy heaven and earth!

In that instant, the shadow of death enveloped Yan. Then a faint breeze brushed past his bangs—

Rumble!

All he heard was a tremendous roar coming from behind him.

Yan turned around blankly—

In his sight, the courtyard wall that had originally stood there had vanished. There was only a trench of unknown depth, stretching from in front of him into the distance.

Gulp!

Yan couldn't help swallowing.

He looked at Lin Bei, who was holding the giant axe—

A wave of lingering fear rose in his heart. In that instant just now, he had felt like he was about to die...

To the side, Xie Yue and Hu Liena's throats also bobbed.

The trench before their eyes had practically overturned their worldview.

If they had not seen wrong just now, Lin Bei had only casually chopped his axe forward. He had not used a soul skill at all, yet he had caused a destructive effect that even their martial soul fusion might not necessarily be able to achieve.

What the hell.

Was this guy really human?!

Xie Yue stared at Lin Bei in shock. He finally understood why His Holiness the Pope had appointed this guy as the Holy Son.

With such terrifying talent, if he wasn't the Holy Son, who was?

At this moment, Hu Liena no longer felt any jealousy in her heart either.

She looked at Lin Bei, her eyes fluttering. For some reason, her heart was beating a little fast...

"You brat, are you planning to destroy your own estate?"

To the side, Yue Guan rather speechlessly withdrew his martial soul.

If he had not used his power just now to block quite a bit of the force Lin Bei had unleashed, this courtyard would probably no longer exist.

Lin Bei glanced at Yan, who was sitting on the ground, then put away the Pangu Creation Axe and smiled at Yue Guan. "Sorry, Lord Yue Guan. I didn't control my strength properly just now. I'll be careful next time."

"You still want there to be a next time?"

Yue Guan rolled his eyes.

Lin Bei smiled, then looked at Xie Yue and Hu Liena and asked, "Senior Sister, seniors, do you still want to spar? If you do, we'll have to find another place. Otherwise, my courtyard will be gone."

Xie Yue: "..."

If they sparred the way you did, it probably wouldn't be as simple as just losing a courtyard.

Hu Liena looked at Lin Bei with shining eyes and revealed a charming smile. "Let's forget the spar. With the strength Junior Brother has shown, we'd only be asking for suffering."

"Senior Sister flatters me."

Lin Bei gave a falsely modest smile. Since you're praising me like that, I'll invite you all in for some tea—

He made an inviting gesture with his hand and said, "Since we're not sparring, Senior Sister and you two seniors, please come in for a cup of tea."

Xie Yue pulled Yan up from the ground, his expression a little awkward—he had originally thought the three of them were here to teach him a lesson, but he had not expected to be the ones taught a lesson instead.

Although there was only a one-word difference.

One was active, the other passive.

It really was a little embarrassing.

Xie Yue said lukewarmly, "Let's forget the tea. We still need to go back and cultivate. We'll visit another day."

After saying that, he supported Yan and turned to leave.

Hu Liena glanced at Lin Bei and said with a smile, "Junior Brother, when Senior Sister has time, I'll come find you again."

She waved her hand and followed behind Xie Yue and Yan, leaving as well.

Lin Bei smiled and waved, unable to help sighing. "Sure enough, strength is the ultimate rule."

Hu Liena and the other two's attitudes had changed somewhat quickly.

When they had first arrived, they had been unconvinced by Lin Bei. Some had even hidden jealousy in their hearts—

How could a newcomer become the Holy Son?

Were we worse than him?

But when Lin Bei displayed inhuman strength and easily defeated Yan with a single swing of his axe, their dissatisfaction and jealousy turned into reverence.

—Yes, we were worse than him.

His Holiness the Pope was wise and mighty!

Hu Liena, in particular, was utterly conquered.

She was extremely competitive.

That sort of personality always made her want to surpass others, to beat her opponents.

But Lin Bei's talent and strength exceeded Hu Liena's by far too much. Faced with a gap like an uncrossable chasm, even someone as competitive as her was directly conquered—

There was simply no competing with him!

Such a powerful junior brother—

So handsome (❁´◡`❁)!