Just Arrived at the Limit, and the Disciple-Acceptance System Finally Shows Up?

Vast ocean, above the emerald billows.

A youth in white stepped upon a withered leaf, standing impressively upon the sea surface. His posture was upright, his face like jade, and his brows carried a sharp, imposing edge.

A colossal beast lurking in the deep sea opened its bloody maw.

It triggered a world-destroying tsunami.

And surged forward to swallow the youth in white.

"Ninth soul skill, Asura Burning Silence Buries the Firmament!"

The youth in white wore a calm expression, his gaze devoid of even a hint of fluctuation. He wielded a sword in his right hand, and the red ninth soul ring behind him lit up.

In an instant, the firmament tore open.

Terrifying sword qi crisscrossed, and space collapsed.

A streak of blood-red sword light containing endless killing intent.

Descended from the sky, locking onto the terrifying demonic shadow hidden beneath the deep sea.

"Boom!"

The vast seawater instantly evaporated.

Under the extreme high temperature and absolute sword qi, a momentary vacuum zone formed.

"Awoo!"

Accompanied by a miserable, piercing howl.

Bloody water dyed the entire sea surface red. The corpse of a massive deep sea devil whale floated upon the water.

Immediately after, a deep red soul ring and soul bone rose up.

A 380,000-year soul beast, deep sea devil whale, deceased.

The youth in white first stowed the 100,000-year soul bone into his soul guide, then summoned the longsword in his hand. That deep red soul ring was swallowed into the sword, where the roaring soul projection of the deep sea devil whale could be faintly seen, only to be crushed into powder by the sword qi and absorbed.

Accompanied by the sound of an eggshell cracking.

The aura of the youth in white climbed steadily higher!

"After twenty years, I have finally reached Limit Douluo."

Lu Xuan had transmigrated to Douluo for twenty-six years.

At the age of six, Lu Xuan awakened the mutated martial soul Seven-Kill Soul-Devouring Sword, capable of devouring souls to increase his power. Relying on his foreknowledge, he intercepted various fortuitous encounters in advance—including immortal herbs—and ultimately reached this step.

Through the baptism of soul rings, the refinement of immortal herbs, and the stacking of the Godslayer Domain.

The Seven-Kill Soul-Devouring Sword also underwent sublimation.

It evolved into the Godslayer Sword.

Just moments ago, the Godslayer Sword devoured the soul of the deep sea devil whale, pushing Lu Xuan's strength to the ultimate peak of contemporary human powerhouses—Limit Douluo!

Looking across the world, those who could reach this level were few and far between.

Yet to reach the ultimate peak at twenty-six years of age.

Was unprecedented throughout the ages!

With no predecessor in sight and no successor behind, he brandished a three-foot green blade and stood independent beneath the azure sky, surveying his peers with not a single one able to rival him. Truly, how unbearable and lonely it was.

Yet Lu Xuan was not satisfied.

In his heart lay a greater ambition...

To become a god!

Not to inherit the god position of some deity and thus become a god as if his growth had been forced or his potential unlocked through sheer divine empowerment, but to carve out a path that belonged uniquely to himself.

Pity.

The resources and valuable inheritances in the Douluo world were simply too scarce.

For Lu Xuan to forge a path that satisfied him was exceedingly difficult.

It was not because he was dull, nor was it because his talent was poor.

Rather, it was the limitations imposed by the world...

Ding, the Strongest Disciple-Accepting System has successfully bound!

Please have the host find their first disciple and accept them. Successful disciple-acceptance will grant initial rewards!

Lu Xuan raised an eyebrow, suspecting he had misheard.

A system? If there really was a system, it should have arrived long ago!

For it to come join the fun only after he reached the limit, wasn't this pure nonsense?

What use was it to have you?

Until the mechanical voice in his mind sounded once more.

The initial rewards will be issued based on the disciple's rating. The higher the rating, the better the rewards the host will obtain, with a maximum reward of a divine second martial soul!

Lu Xuan fell silent.

He decided to take back what he had just said.

Who said this system was useless?

This system was simply fantastic!

"If we are talking about who has the best talent on this continent right now, aside from the yet-unborn Tang San and Qian Renxue, there is only one person."

The Spirit Hall Holy Daughter, Bibi Dong!

However, would Spirit Hall possibly agree to let Lu Xuan, an outsider, snatch away their Holy Daughter to be his disciple?

Besides, Bibi Dong probably still felt loyal to Spirit Hall at this time.

Yet did that matter?

"When I reasoned with you before reaching the limit, it was because I had manners."

"When I reach the limit and still reason with you, it means my brain is sick."

Spirit Hall and Bibi Dong were unwilling?

This did not fall within Lu Xuan's considerations.

He only wanted to quench his thirst; he didn't care whether the melon was sweet when forced from the vine.

Lu Xuan cast the Godslayer Sword in his hand forward, then leaped forward, stepping upon the sword light and transforming into a streak of red rainbow that vanished above the boundless sea billows.

Not long after he left.

Someone came walking across the waves.

The newcomer wore a red high priest's robe, with a cascade of blue hair spread out like the azure ocean. Her skin was white and crystalline, resembling a sixteen-year-old maiden, yet her temperament carried the ethereal detachment of one who had seen through the mortal world.

Bo Saixi held the Sea God's Trident, her delicate brows slightly furrowed as she looked at the sea surface stained red by blood and the floating corpse of the deep sea devil whale, falling into deep contemplation.

Who was it?

From the moment the battle erupted and she sensed it, she had rushed over at the earliest possible moment.

Yet the battle had ended so swiftly.

This was a 380,000-year deep sea devil whale! Even if it were outmatched, the vast seas were its natural domain, yet someone had easily slain it within a single hour, leaving it not even a chance to flee.

Across Bo Saixi's mind brushed the young figure of a man in white carrying a sword.

She pressed her lips together:

"Lu Xuan, you've grown stronger again."

"What a monster..."

Given the other party's age and this monstrous talent, full of youthful ambition, there was no telling how much upheaval he would bring to the continent.

Yet Bo Saixi had a premonition.

Perhaps she was about to witness an era.

An era named after a single man.

The sword qi was like a rainbow, disdaining any attempt at concealment.

Just like that, it pierced northward all the way from the vast ocean, hurtling toward the location of Spirit City.

Quite a few people saw this streak of sword light, but most simply assumed it was a shooting star streaking across the sky.

Only a tiny handful of people felt shocked and numb.

The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect.

Sect Master Yu Yuanzhen saw the red rainbow in the sky, his pupils shrinking violently.

"This speed—it's on the same level as Spirit Hall's Supreme Pontiff Qian Daoliu!"

"Is it him, the Supreme Douluo?"

Supreme Douluo was precisely Lu Xuan's title.

Back in the day, Lu Xuan had claimed the Title Douluo realm at the tender age of twenty, sweeping across his peers among the Douluo and even defeating a Super Douluo, single-handedly overshadowing the illustrious Haotian Twins, Tang Hao and Tang Xiao.

A single person suppressed the geniuses of an entire era to the point they could barely breathe.

And caused countless seniors to feel ashamed of their own inferiority.

Therefore, he swept through his peers, peerless and invincible, with the title of Supreme.

The meaning was that no one could surpass him.

Fortunately, although the Supreme Douluo was monstrous beyond human reason, he disliked being constrained and thus had not joined any faction, remaining entirely uninterested in the power dynamics of the continent.

Everyone knew.

The Supreme Douluo cared about only two things:

First, his sword.

Second, cultivation.

These two matters could also be reduced to a single one.

Yet now that the other party had reached the limit of humanity, would he still be as devoid of desires and pursuits as before?

Yu Yuanzhen could not help but fall into deep thought.

He immediately made a decision.

The Supreme Douluo might not want them, but I cannot fail to offer them. Power and status, beauties and wealth—whether to take them is a matter for the Supreme Douluo.

And whether to give them or not was a matter of attitude.