Thirty Years East of the River, Thirty Years West of the River—Never Look Down on the Poor Young Man!

Standing before the behemoth that was Spirit Hall, standing before the young genius Cao Mengyun, Yang Ming looked so insignificant, so weak.

Yet it was precisely such an easily overlooked child who dared to step forward, who dared to resist unreasonable authority!

Yang Ming's eyes blazed with fury, his hair seeming to stand on end. As though he wanted to vent all the rage he had accumulated along the way from his chest, he roared each word with resounding force:

"Thirty years east of the river, thirty years west of the river—never look down on the poor young man!"

His childish voice echoed through the vast Spirit Hall, yet it was as deafening and enlightening as the toll of morning bells and evening drums, leaving everyone dazed!

Old Jack's shoulders trembled slightly. Tang San clenched his fists, veins bulging, feeling the same outrage.

Cao Mengyun wore a look of disdain, believing this was merely Yang Ming's last desperate struggle.

The others in Spirit Hall showed pity on their faces and turned their heads away.

At that moment, the system prompt sounded beside Yang Ming's ear:

"Ding!"

"Congratulations, Host, for speaking Xiao Yan's classic line from Battle Through the Heavens. You have received one lottery chance. Would you like to activate the lottery wheel?"

"Yes!"

A virtual wheel far more magnificent and enormous than before appeared in Yang Ming's vision. It had a purple base with golden trim, grand and imposing!

The world of Battle Through the Heavens was in no way inferior to the world of Douluo Continent. Xiao Yan was its genius protagonist, blessed with exceptional talent. He began cultivating Dou Qi at four, possessed nine stages of Dou Qi at ten, and successfully condensed a Dou Qi vortex at eleven, becoming the youngest Dou Practitioner in his clan's century-long history in one stroke.

Later, he received the Burning Technique bestowed by Yao Chen and embarked on a heaven-defying path. He fused countless Heavenly Flames and advanced to Dou Emperor before reaching forty. Calling himself the Flame Emperor, his name shook the world!

For that reason, the items placed within the virtual wheel nearly blinded Yang Ming!

Bloodlines, equipment, cultivation arts, Dou Techniques, divine abilities, soul arts, soul skills, secret arts, Storage Rings, possessed flames.

Heavy Black Ruler, Ancient Insect Emperor Garment, Fire Thunder Seed, Myriad Longevity Cauldron, Burning Technique, Suction Palm, Eight Extremes Collapse, Purple Cloud Wings, Lion-Tiger Shattering Gold Roar, Buddha's Fury Fire Lotus, Three Thousand Lightning Movement, Six Directions Wandering Ruler, Flame God, Buddha's Fury Emperor Flame Lotus, Grand Unity Soul Art, Nameless Mantra, Soul Hand Seal, Three Mysteries of Heavenly Flame, Bone Flame Ring, Nethersea Ring, Green Lotus Earth-Core Flame, Fallen Heart Flame...

There were countless reward items, and every one of them was an exceedingly rare treasure!

The virtual wheel spun from slow to fast, then from fast to slow. Finally, the needle stopped, pointing at the Heavenly Flame category.

Nineteenth on the Heavenly Flame rankings: Green Lotus Earth-Core Flame!

A flame that existed within magma deep beneath the earth. Born in the depths of the land, it underwent countless temperings, fusions, compressions, and carvings by the earth's fire... It gained sentience in ten years, took shape in a hundred, became a lotus in a thousand. At full maturity, it was bluish in color, with a cluster of green flame growing in its lotus heart—thus its name.

The power of this flame was unfathomable. Near volcanic regions, it could even trigger volcanic eruptions, forming nature's destructive force!

At the same time, Yang Ming's half-awakened Martial Soul in his left hand fused with the Green Lotus Earth-Core Flame, and the Heavenly Flame became Yang Ming's second Martial Soul!

When Yang Ming raised his left hand, a blue-green robe of flame began spreading from his left arm, engulfing half his body in blue-green firelight. His face flickered between light and shadow, making him seem like an emperor who commanded flame!

Just like Yang Ming's long-suppressed fury erupting, the Green Lotus Earth-Core Flame burst into existence and swept across the world with scorching heat!

The temperature throughout Spirit Hall surged sharply. Everyone could feel the blazing heat rushing at them. Their clothes dried out, their skin cracked, and a faint stinging sensation spread across their bodies as sweat continuously seeped from their skin like slurry.

But at this moment, no one paid attention to those details. They could only stare at Yang Ming in dumbstruck shock.

"This... this is... Dual Martial Souls!"

The master was stunned. Dual Martial Souls and Innate Full Soul Power—what kind of concept was that?

A super genius!

"Hiss!"

Within Spirit Hall, many people's expressions changed drastically as they drew sharp breaths.

Cao Mengyun retreated again and again, his expression shifting unpredictably. Seemingly unable to accept this fact, he shouted furiously:

"Impossible! This is absolutely impossible! How could a country bumpkin from the countryside awaken such a powerful Martial Soul? This must be an illusion. It has to be!"

Cao Mengyun had begun speaking incoherently without realizing it. The scene before him had simply overturned everything he believed.

Generally speaking, the quality of an awakened Martial Soul had much to do with one's parents. If the parents possessed powerful Martial Souls, then one's own awakened Martial Soul would most likely be powerful as well. Of course, there was another possibility: a mutated Martial Soul. However, mutations usually developed in a bad direction; very few developed in a good one.

The blue-green flame robe swayed lightly around Yang Ming. The blue-green firelight caused his face to flicker between light and shadow. He stepped forward, and the flames around him grew fiercer, as if sensing the indignation in his chest. Their temperature rose even higher.

"In this world, nothing is impossible!"

Yang Ming's cold eyes reflected the green flame. His sharply defined face was filled with determination, while a flash of red light appeared in his pupils. His Three-Tomoe Sharingan slowly spun. With Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track beneath his feet, his body swayed from side to side before vanishing from Cao Mengyun's sight.

As Yang Ming attacked Cao Mengyun, the others in Spirit Hall did not help either side. In fact, they secretly leaned toward Yang Ming.

After all, Cao Mengyun had gone too far just now. Many of them could no longer stand watching him!

"Damn it!"

Cao Mengyun's heart jolted, but he was still a level-twenty-nine Great Spirit Master. His reaction was exceptionally swift.

"Lion, possess me!"

Two Soul Rings appeared beneath Cao Mengyun's feet, one white and one yellow. His hair changed from black to yellow and rapidly lengthened. Thick fur grew over the backs of his hands, his pupils became vertical, and his fangs protruded. Muscles bulged all over his body, swelling his Spirit Hall uniform until it was nearly burst apart.

Hooked lion claws sprang from the tips of his ten fingers, sharp enough to cut through anything as they glinted with cold light. Dots of eerie green radiance flowed through his vertical pupils, carrying the ferocity of a lion. He licked the corner of his mouth with his long tongue, and a cold glint flashed through his eyes.

"Kid, don't think that awakening Dual Martial Souls means you can do anything to me! Let me show you the gap between a level-ten Soul Scholar and a level-twenty-nine Great Spirit Master!"

His lion claws were ferocious. Cold flashes flickered repeatedly before him, sealing off every route Yang Ming could take. They tore through the air with a shrill sound like fabric ripping apart.

Soul Scholars advanced to Spirit Masters upon obtaining their first Soul Ring, while Spirit Masters advanced to Great Spirit Masters upon obtaining their second Soul Ring. Every Soul Ring could enhance a Martial Soul's abilities.

Cao Mengyun's incredibly rapid attacks produced layer upon layer of afterimages from his wolf claws, forming an overwhelming offensive like mountains collapsing and seas surging!

Even Ma Xiunuo, who was also a Great Spirit Master within Spirit Hall, could not help but break out in a cold sweat for Yang Ming upon seeing this!

Because even Ma Xiunuo had to admit that if he were in Yang Ming's place, he would likely have to avoid its edge!

However, once Yang Ming's attack was thwarted, he would lose the initiative of his ambush. The rhythm of the entire battle would return to Cao Mengyun's control!

The situation was extremely unfavorable for Yang Ming!

(Thanks to Ye for the 100 book-coin reward.)