A Small Goal

Jun Xuehan slowly closed the book in his hands, sorted the books before him, and neatly returned them to their original places. He then left the Library Pavilion and headed to the dining area.

He had barely arrived when the fragrance of vegetables mixed with the aroma of meat rushed toward him. Looking at the dining table, he saw Bibi Dong and Hu Liena seated there, seemingly waiting for something.

Jun Xuehan walked to the table and sat down, politely greeting them, "Teacher, Senior Sister."

Bibi Dong waved dismissively. "Xuehan, just treat the rear hall like your own home. There's no need to be so restrained."

Hu Liena picked up a set of bowl and chopsticks and handed it to Jun Xuehan. "Junior Brother, hurry and try it. Teacher prepared this especially for you. Every dish was made from ten-thousand-year soul beasts. Even we rarely get to eat this."

Jun Xuehan accepted the bowl and chopsticks, thanked her, and began eating at Bibi Dong's gesture.

Jun Xuehan picked up a piece of meat and put it in his mouth. At once, a warm current flowed through his limbs and bones. Not only was it delicious, but it also left his body pleasantly warm and exceptionally comfortable.

A ten-thousand-year soul beast was at least equivalent to a human Soul King. Even throughout the entire Soul Master World, Soul Kings were generally considered above-average elites.

Even after a ten-thousand-year soul beast died, some energy remained within its body, which was highly beneficial to the human body.

However, few people would eat ten-thousand-year soul beasts. The reason was simple: soul beasts did not grow easily. If people hunted them purely for food rather than soul rings, the continent's ten-thousand-year soul beasts would practically be eaten to extinction.

"Xuehan, everyone has a goal of their own. You cultivate so diligently—what is it for? Or rather, what is your goal?" Bibi Dong asked softly, her gaze calmly resting on Jun Xuehan before her.

Hearing Bibi Dong's words, Jun Xuehan could not help but freeze.

That was right. Why was he cultivating so diligently? Repaying the debt of having his life saved was something he ought to do in the first place, but aside from that, what other goal did he have?

If he did not even have a goal, what was the difference between him and a salted fish?

A faintly contemplative look appeared in Jun Xuehan's eyes, and for a while, he did not answer Bibi Dong.

After a long moment, Jun Xuehan set down his bowl and chopsticks, ran a hand through his hair, and said, "As for a goal, I'll start with a small one: becoming an insurmountable peak among the continent's younger generation."

His voice was cool and indifferent.

Hu Liena's eating motion abruptly stopped. Her gaze turned toward Jun Xuehan. An insurmountable peak among the continent's younger generation? Wasn't that far too arrogant? Where did that leave Spirit Hall's Golden Generation?

He was still too young. That was why he could say something so wildly arrogant.

Thinking of Jun Xuehan's age, Hu Liena silently remarked to herself and did not take his words to heart.

Bibi Dong suddenly smiled. "As expected of my disciple. If you're going to do something, you should be the strongest. An insurmountable peak among the younger generation—this is a very good goal."

Bibi Dong spoke slowly, not sparing her praise in the slightest.

She had always been a proud person. Beneath her gentle and beautiful exterior was a proud heart. Therefore, rather than disliking Jun Xuehan's somewhat brash, even arrogant words, she admired them greatly.

As Bibi Dong's disciple, he had to be the most outstanding, the strongest among the younger generation. If he did not even possess that basic confidence, then there was no need for him to be Bibi Dong's disciple.

After the meal, Bibi Dong looked at the already full Jun Xuehan and lightly beckoned to him. "Xuehan, come with me."

Jun Xuehan nodded slightly. After agreeing, he followed Bibi Dong directly toward the study.

Watching the two leave, Hu Liena instructed the maidservants to clear the table, then rose and headed straight for her room, intending to return to Meditative Cultivation.

In the study, Bibi Dong sat in the seat of honor and said, "Xuehan, release your Second Martial Soul and let me see it."

Hearing this, Jun Xuehan was not surprised at all. Calmly, he released his Second Martial Soul: the Silver Dragon King. As the Silver Dragon King Martial Soul appeared, a powerful aura spread throughout the study.

Bibi Dong's gaze examined the Silver Dragon King Martial Soul from top to bottom, and a faintly thoughtful look appeared in her eyes. When she had previously seen the Silver Dragon Spear, she had felt something very subtle, but she could not say where that feeling came from.

Now that she saw the Silver Dragon King Martial Soul, she finally understood the source of that feeling.

On the continent, the most powerful Martial Souls were divided into three categories: Top-tier Martial Souls, Super Martial Souls, and God-tier Martial Souls.

For example, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon and the Clear Sky Hammer were both within the category of Top-tier Martial Souls. Meanwhile, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's legendary Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda fell within the category of Super Martial Souls.

The Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul was the Martial Soul closest to god-tier, the representative of a god, and belonged to the category of God-tier Martial Souls. The condition for a God-tier Martial Soul was that it possessed divinity and had some connection to the gods of the divine realm.

If a Martial Soul possessed divinity, then when Awakening Martial Soul, as long as the corresponding god stirred the divinity within it, one could attain Innate Level Twenty Soul Power.

The ten levels of Soul Power produced by the divinity stirred by a god were also known as God-Bestowed Ten Levels.

As the inheritor of the Rakshasa God, Bibi Dong could naturally sense the godly presence contained within a Martial Soul. Moreover, the divinity contained in Jun Xuehan's Martial Soul was no weaker than that of the Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul.

Ren Xue, you misjudged this time. This may not be a Top-tier Martial Soul or a Super Martial Soul... Bibi Dong chuckled inwardly before saying seriously, "Xuehan, put your Martial Soul away. Before you reach the rank of Titled Douluo, do not attach a single soul ring to your Second Martial Soul."

Hearing Bibi Dong's serious words, Jun Xuehan nodded and said slowly, "All right, Teacher. I understand."

Bibi Dong took out a thick stack of materials and several books, placing them before Jun Xuehan. "Ren Xue said that you have a photographic memory. These are my studies on Martial Soul Theory. You can read them when you have time."

Looking at the materials and books before him, Jun Xuehan could not help asking, "Teacher, are these categorized?"

Bibi Dong pointed at the books. "The materials cover the most basic aspects of Martial Soul Theory, while the books are the table of contents. Once you've read the basics, you can come ask me if there's anything you don't understand. If there isn't, then move on to the next part. Take it slowly; don't rush."