So Soon a Soul King? Tang Hao Was Shocked: Are You Even Human?

Lin Wu's eyes flashed with a hint of amusement.

He was rather eager to see for himself the infamous "Shrek's Prostitution Twin Heroes."

As well as the renowned emotional melodrama of the soul master world—the Golden Triangle—that was such a classic it simply had to be savored.

And over these past few years, it was not only Tang San who had changed dramatically. Lin Wu had changed as well.

Lin Wu's cultivation advanced at a speed so fast it was downright horrifying.

As a rebuilt hundred-thousand-year Soft Boned Rabbit, with the vast divine power of the Love God Inheritance, Tang San's constant feedback, and Tang Hao serving as a free high-level sparring dummy...

In just a few short years, he had surged past the thresholds of Soul Master, Soul Grandmaster, Soul Elder, and Soul Ancestor.

His soul power had crushed through every barrier, soaring directly to the astonishing realm of a level-fifty Soul King.

For ordinary soul masters, bottlenecks and soul rings were invisible chasms blocking their path to greater strength.

Every time an ordinary soul master advanced ten levels, they had to risk their lives venturing deep into soul beast forests, painstakingly searching for a soul beast compatible with them.

But for Lin Wu, soul beasts that took human form could condense soul rings on their own. There was simply no need to risk hunting soul beasts.

Even ordinary hundred-thousand-year soul beasts in human form had to consume a tremendous amount of their own origin power to condense soul rings.

But the Love God Inheritance Lin Wu possessed could be called the most generous inheritance across the entire continent, perhaps even the God Realm. Maybe that was because he had not obtained it through proper means.

To this day, Lin Wu still did not know whether this was truly a legitimate Love God Inheritance. It only said "Love God Inheritance" on it.

That vast and boundless divine power was freely available for Lin Wu to wield. In terms of reserves and generosity, it was countless times better than a certain gloomy, miserly Rakshasa God.

Even the Love God's Nine Trials were the easiest and most satisfying assessments under heaven.

The Love God's divine trials had only one core requirement: continuously form contracts with top-tier goddesses who met the Love God Inheritance's criteria.

They were completely different from the Nine Trials of deities like the Sea God and Asura God—an entirely separate system.

As long as the requirements were met, those goddesses had to be capable of providing the protagonist with substantial assistance.

His first trial had only one target: Tang San, who was already firmly in his grasp.

The contract had already been successfully formed, which counted as completing the first trial and unlocked a substantial reserve.

Divine affinity +5%. Using divine power became even more natural and effortless.

His physical body and spiritual power were also continuously tempered within the trial environment, breaking through cultivation bottlenecks.

The upcoming second trial, meanwhile, required two individuals who could receive a goddess rating and likewise possessed powerful supportive abilities.

And whenever Lin Wu's soul power reached a specific full-ten-level threshold...

The Love God Inheritance would autonomously bestow a personal soul ring imbued with divinity.

Though this soul ring was half a notch inferior to a true god-bestowed soul ring in absolute power, it was perfectly compatible with him—smooth and seamless.

It could perfectly combine Lin Wu's physical potential with the Love God's divine power, displaying absurdly exaggerated age and attributes.

However, to keep up appearances before the outside world and Tang Hao lurking in the shadows, Lin Wu would occasionally swagger into the deep mountains to "hunt" a few soul beasts.

He would always put on a show of entering perilous territory and enduring a bitter battle before finally slaying a powerful foe.

Yet every time Lin Wu entered the mountains, his series of utterly unconventional actions left the secretly trailing Tang Hao completely baffled.

After enduring countless hardships to kill a soul beast, ordinary soul masters would invariably wear solemn, vigilant expressions.

They would immediately sit cross-legged and meditate, guiding their soul rings with the utmost care.

But after knocking down a soul beast, Lin Wu neither hurried to sit down and absorb its soul ring nor chose rare species with great age and superior quality.

His standards for choosing soul beasts were brutally simple—whether their meat was tender, whether they tasted rich and succulent, and whether their fat-to-lean ratio was suitable.

Under Tang Hao's gaze, as though he were looking at some kind of freak...

Lin Wu would expertly skin and debone soul beasts that were hundreds or even thousands of years old, then clean out their innards.

He casually set up a campfire, pulled out specially prepared cumin and spices, and skillfully turned the glistening meat as it roasted.

Then, while casually grilling the skewers, Lin Wu would put on a show and slowly extend one hand to "absorb" it.

In truth, he was activating the personal soul ring bestowed by the Love God Inheritance within his body to conceal the process.

Soul rings concerned every soul master's lifelong prospects. Who would not be nervous and utterly focused while absorbing one?

Yet Lin Wu handled it as casually as kneading a harmless lump of dough.

Once he finished pretending to "swallow" the soul ring and dazzling light flashed beneath his feet...

The brat could not even be bothered to spare it a glance. He turned around, grabbed the golden, dripping roast meat, and began chewing huge mouthfuls.

His mouth was covered in grease, his eyes filled with the satisfaction of good food. He seemed utterly unconcerned with the soul ring that symbolized a soul master's very lifeline.

Tang San sat obediently beside him, passing him a handkerchief and eating with just as much relish.

Meanwhile, Tang Hao, hiding atop a tree dozens of meters away, watched with a twitching mouth and a face full of dark lines.

Was this brat fucking here to obtain a soul ring, or had he brought his daughter on a picnic?

Who absorbed soul rings as casually as cracking sunflower seeds?

By now, the more Tang Hao watched, the stranger it seemed. Alarm bells rang wildly in his heart, and cold sweat even broke out across his back.

He had reached the Soul King realm at such a young age and absorbed soul rings as casually as drinking water.

Tang Hao stared fixedly at Lin Wu, his heart churning like a raging sea. This brat... is he really human?

In the entire history of the Douluo Continent, there was only one exceedingly rare and dangerous possibility for something that completely violated the ancient iron laws—

This brat was not human at all, but a hundred-thousand-year soul beast that had taken human form!

Tang Hao vaguely remembered that when Ah Yin had still been alive, she seemed to have mentioned this possibility by chance.

After a hundred-thousand-year soul beast took human form, it truly did not need to hunt soul beasts during its early stages. It could condense soul rings on its own and break through bottlenecks.

At that thought, Tang Hao's heart instantly leapt into his throat.

Countless times, when Lin Wu was not paying attention, he silently activated his Title Douluo-level soul power, attempting to see through Lin Wu.

That overwhelming soul power surged toward Lin Wu like a tidal wave, trying to find even the slightest trace of the bloody scent and beastly aura belonging to a soul beast.

Yet every result of his investigations made Tang Hao question his life.

Under the cover of the Love God Inheritance's vast, sacred divinity...

No matter how thoroughly Tang Hao searched, Lin Wu's aura was pure to the extreme.

It was a supreme life aura healthier and purer than that of ordinary humans. There was not the slightest trace of the impurities or savage aura left behind by a soul beast after taking human form.

Tang Hao could not understand it no matter how hard he thought. The whole ordeal left him scratching his head in frustration, looking haggard and worn.

Instead, Tang Hao's sneaky behavior—lurking around and secretly watching Lin Wu every day—completely enraged Tang San, who was fiercely protective of her husband.

Once, Tang Hao truly could not suppress the doubts in his heart. While Lin Wu was meditating and resting, he tried to approach for a closer look.

Before he could even step out from the tree's shadow, Tang San flashed in front of Lin Wu.

The girl's petite body became an impassable wall. Three radiant purple thousand-year soul rings exploded beneath her feet, radiating an astonishingly surging pressure of life.

Countless thick Blue Silver Grass vines, as large as pythons, shot forth like a frenzy of serpents. Carrying icy killing intent, they fiercely blocked Tang Hao's path.

"You weird uncle with nothing better to do every day! Why are you always skulking around and pestering us?!"

Tang San glared coldly, her watery black autumn eyes filled with undisguised vigilance and disgust.

She shouted in a sweet voice, "Don't you dare get any ideas about my Brother Xiao Wu! Take one more step closer, and don't blame me for getting rough!"