Evil God Bloodline, Dark Demon Evil God Tiger

"Turns out reincarnation really exists in this world!" Lion Worshipper said with a stunned expression. "This old man is already at rank ninety-eight soul power. If I reincarnated, wouldn't I be able to obtain a higher-level divine inheritance than Old Eight? Hehe."

Golden Crocodile Worshipper covered his face and shook his head, clearly embarrassed by Lion Worshipper's fantasy.

Rarely given the chance to overstep his bounds, Demon Subduing Worshipper said with a wicked grin, "Fourth Worshipper, how about I help you? I'll smack your forehead with my Coiling Dragon Staff and guarantee you'll reincarnate before you even know what happened."

Thousand Jun Worshipper shot Demon Subduing Worshipper a glare. "Second Brother, don't talk nonsense!"

Demon Subduing Worshipper immediately reined himself in and fell silent.

Seeing that the worshippers were all fantasizing about reincarnation, Su Qi reminded them, "Jokes aside, everyone, don't take it seriously."

"My reincarnation was entirely due to the special nature of my Soul Martial Soul. If you died, even if you could reincarnate, your souls couldn't retain the memories of your previous lives like mine did."

"As for why I was able to obtain a divine inheritance, it wasn't because my soul power level had been high in my previous life. Speaking of which, I should thank the King of Slaughter."

"The Asura Demon Sword he wielded was the Shura God's Transcendent Divine Artifact. When I was on the verge of death, my soul took away a trace of the Asura Demon Sword's divine power. That was how I was reborn and began the Shura God's Trial."

"Actually, the King of Slaughter's Asura Demon Sword is the true body. My Asura Demon Sword Martial Soul only became the core through the Shura God's blessing."

"I suspect that one of the later Shura God's Trials will involve fusing the true body of the Asura Demon Sword with its core. When that time comes, it will be the day I take revenge on the King of Slaughter!"

After listening to Su Qi's explanation, every worshipper, including Qian Daoliu, wore an enlightened expression.

Golden Crocodile Worshipper had lived for over a hundred and fifty years. His vast experience had made him cautious, and uncertainty flickered in his eyes as he probed, "Old Eight, is there a possibility that you aren't really Old Eight, but an impostor sent by the King of Slaughter?"

Meeting Golden Crocodile Worshipper's suspicious gaze, Su Qi smiled. "Second Worshipper, back then, you dove into the deep sea to help me hunt a hundred-thousand-year Soul Devouring Jellyfish for my eighth soul ring."

"I still clearly remember the ridiculous sight of you being frozen into an ice sculpture by the cold deep-sea currents of the Far North."

"And back at Consecration Hall, when First Worshipper suggested that Little Xue and I get engaged, every one of you mocked me for being an old ox eating tender grass. Well, now I'm the tender grass."

Hearing Su Qi recount those past experiences in Ye Fan's manner of speaking, the worshippers all froze, especially Golden Crocodile Worshipper, whose suspicion vanished completely.

If Su Qi were not Ye Fan, how could he possibly know such details?

And precisely because he was Ye Fan, the former Eighth Consecrated Elder, he was willing to teach the Soul Core Secret Art to his old friends at Consecration Hall!

If the King of Slaughter possessed such a secret art, why would he spread it around?

"Oh, right, Second Worshipper. Back then, you said plenty of bad things about First Worshipper behind his back. You said First Worshipper was terrible at reading people, so he couldn't win over Bo Saixi and was ultimately beaten to her by Tang Chen—"

Before Su Qi could finish, Golden Crocodile Worshipper suddenly let out an "Ah—!" His crocodile-like roar shook everyone's eardrums.

"This Soul Core is truly marvelous! My body is brimming with power right now. It feels like I'm about to break through my bottleneck. You all keep talking—I need to hurry and make my breakthrough!"

After saying that, Golden Crocodile Worshipper sat cross-legged on a meditation cushion and closed his eyes to meditate.

He had deliberately changed the subject because he did not want Qian Daoliu to learn that he had spoken ill of him behind his back.

Qian Daoliu had always respected his elders, which was why he called him Uncle Jin.

But if he truly angered this nephew, acting senior would absolutely be useless.

Especially after saying that Tang Chen had stolen Bo Saixi from him—he would definitely be beaten until he could no longer take care of himself!

However, Qian Daoliu's attention was not on Golden Crocodile Worshipper at all. Ever since Su Qi had revealed his identity, he had been staring fixedly at him. The surprise in his heart had long since settled, replaced by calmness.

Su Qi was Ye Fan. If his granddaughter learned of this, she would certainly abandon her undercover mission at Heaven Dou Palace and rush straight back to Consecration Hall, refusing to leave.

Though having his granddaughter return to cultivate with Su Qi would not be bad, how could they simply abandon an undercover plan that had lasted seven whole years?

Moreover, the Xue Qinghe his granddaughter had impersonated had already become the Heaven Dou Crown Prince. His influence had spread through nearly the entire court, and his political power was secure.

Once Xue Ye the Great abdicated, their plan to swallow the entire Heaven Dou Empire could be carried out.

Therefore, his granddaughter could not yet learn that Su Qi was Ye Fan reincarnated!

As that thought settled, a faint smile appeared on Qian Daoliu's calm, gentle face. Looking at Su Qi, he said, "Child—no, should I call you Ye Fan now? Or Old Eight? Or perhaps Little Su?"

"Anything is fine," Su Qi said indifferently. "After all, in front of ancient monsters like you who have lived for centuries, even counting both my past and present lives together, I'm only a child in my thirties."

"Then I'll call you Little Su. A person can't live in the past forever." Qian Daoliu tested him. "Little Su, why didn't you reveal your identity sooner? Was it because you didn't trust us enough?"

Su Qi shook his head. "That wasn't it. When I returned to Spirit Hall, I had only just begun the Shura God's Trial and had many things to deal with. I was afraid that revealing my identity would affect the progress of the Divine Trial."

"First Worshipper, and all the worshippers, to be honest, I decided to reveal my identity this time because of the Divine Trial as well. I hope to receive your help."

"Old Eight, after all these years, why have you become so polite?" Golden Crocodile Worshipper said carelessly, folding his arms across his chest. "When you told me to sneak into the deep-sea region of the Far North to find a hundred-thousand-year soul beast, you weren't this polite!"

"That's right, Old Eight. If there's anything you need help with, just say it," Demon Subduing Worshipper said forthrightly. "For helping me break through my soul power shackles with the Soul Core Secret Art, I'll definitely help you!"

"Seventh Worshipper, I do need your help. But before that, I'd like Fourth Worshipper to help me find a soul beast. Then you and Sixth Worshipper can help me hunt it."

"Find a soul beast? Shouldn't we help you find the King of Slaughter and take revenge first?" Demon Subduing Worshipper asked, pouting.

"No." Su Qi reminded them, "I appreciate everyone's intention to avenge me. But as I said earlier, the King of Slaughter may become part of the Shura God's Trial. It isn't time to touch him yet. Right now, my priority should be finding a soul beast."

"What soul beast are you looking for?" Qian Daoliu asked.

Su Qi answered honestly, "I want to find a super soul beast with more than fifty thousand years of cultivation—the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger."

"Oh? The Dark Demon Evil God Tiger?" Qian Daoliu's expression changed sharply, and a thoughtful gleam appeared in his eyes.

"This is more than merely a super soul beast—it could practically be called a divine beast. On the continent, perhaps only this soul beast possesses the bloodline of a Deity. And it is the Evil God Bloodline, one of supreme darkness and evil!"

After hearing Qian Daoliu's addition, the other worshippers' eyes widened in shock, and they could not help drawing sharp breaths.

"The Evil God Bloodline?" Golden Crocodile Worshipper said gravely. "Then does that mean this soul beast is the opposing force of our Angel God?"

"Yes, you could put it that way." After answering, Qian Daoliu looked at Su Qi and asked curiously, "Little Su, could it be that your Asura Second Trial specifically requires you to hunt the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger?"