Level Fifty-Nine

Bang— Inside Papal Hall, an expensive jade teacup shattered into pieces.

"How outrageous! What the hell is Qin Xuan? He only has five Soul Rings, yet he dares to call himself my brother? He's simply courting death."

Bang! Bang! Another round of smashing followed. Only when Qian Xunji thought of Qin Xuan soon being sent into Slaughter City did he feel somewhat better.

One of his personal guardian Douluo said from the side, "His Holiness the Pope, it seems that brat is even more valued by the Grand Worship than we imagined. He actually..."

"Hmph, he's nothing more than a dead man walking. Why bother arguing with him over a Soul Bone? Once I rule the world, I'll have the Slaughter King obediently send it to me."

Knowing what he meant, Qian Xunji snorted and cut him off. With his hands behind his back, he walked to the window, his handsome yet sinister face utterly indifferent.

The conflict between Qin Xuan and Qian Xunji stemmed from Bibi Dong.

Before this, as the Pope of Spirit Hall, Qian Xunji had thought highly of this talented rising star.

But Qin Xuan should never have tried to lay hands on something that belonged to Qian Xunji.

The two personal guardian Douluo exchanged glances and wisely flattered him. "His Holiness the Pope is wise."

"Mhm." Qian Xunji greatly enjoyed being praised. He nodded contentedly, then suddenly asked, "How is the Saintess doing?"

The other personal guardian Douluo replied, "Her Highness the Saintess possesses unprecedented talent, far surpassing even Tang Hao of the Clear Sky Sect. Her Soul Power has already reached Level Sixty-Eight. Within two years, she will surely break through to Soul Saint. It's just..."

"Just what?" Qian Xunji abruptly turned around, half his face shrouded in shadow, his expression incomparably grim.

"Recently, Her Highness the Saintess seems to have been associating rather closely with a librarian from the library..." the personal guardian Douluo said hesitantly.

"A librarian?" Qian Xunji was puzzled. The guardian of Spirit Hall's Hidden Library naturally possessed considerable cultivation, being a Soul Douluo.

But librarians were all low-level Soul Masters with mediocre talent. To put it bluntly, they were synonymous with trash.

Would Bibi Dong, his genius disciple who did not even think Qin Xuan worthy of notice, associate closely with a piece of trash?

It was simply too absurd.

The personal guardian Douluo who had spoken first added:

"That person seems to have another identity. He was once a disciple of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect, the second son of the current sect master, Yu Yuanzhen. It seems he was forced out of the family because of a Martial Soul Mutation. His Innate Soul Power was only half a level."

The moment Qian Xunji heard this, he laughed. A teasing smile appeared on his face. "Oh, so it's that trash who awakened a Boar."

As the number one Soul Master organization on Douluo Continent, Spirit Hall had to keep watch over other factions in order to preserve its transcendent status in the Soul Master world.

Whenever a Soul Master capable of threatening Spirit Hall appeared, the Arbitration Elders would be dispatched.

This was one reason why there were so few Titled Douluo over a hundred years old on the continent, and why wild Titled Douluo were even rarer.

It was also why Spirit Hall had gathered more than half of Douluo Continent's Titled Douluo.

Once someone broke through to Titled Douluo, if they lacked the backing of a family, they either joined Spirit Hall and entered the Elder Hall to enjoy supreme honors.

Or they would be hunted down by Chrysanthemum Pass, just as Dugu Bo would be in the future.

But overall, Spirit Hall's existence did more good than harm. It greatly restrained the criminal behavior of Soul Masters.

It forced people like Zhao Wuji, who disregarded the lives of commoners, to hide everywhere after committing crimes, never daring to show themselves again.

The scourge of Evil Soul Masters had been fundamentally eradicated.

It was not until Tang San destroyed Slaughter City and eliminated Spirit Hall that it rose from the ashes again.

As one of the Upper Three Sects and the third-ranked sect in the world, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect naturally received Spirit Hall's close attention.

Among the younger generation, there were only two kinds of people worthy of Qian Xunji's notice.

One kind was geniuses like Tang Xiao and Tang Hao, who became famous across the continent at a young age.

The other kind was trash. And not just ordinary trash. They had to be trash to an extreme degree.

Like Yu Xiaogang.

Born into nobility, with a Titled Douluo for a father, he had been showered with affection before the age of six. After six, his Martial Soul mutated, his Innate Soul Power was only half a level, and he awakened a Boar.

Yet he refused to stay quiet and loved showing off, making a fool of himself time and again.

In a sense, Yu Xiaogang had also made a different sort of name for himself within the highest circles of the Upper Three Sects and Spirit Hall.

It was hard not to notice him.

"His Holiness the Pope, should I..." The personal guardian Douluo who had once suggested killing Qin Xuan made a throat-slitting gesture.

Qian Xunji dismissed it. "No need. The Saintess is naturally proud. She would never take a liking to that kind of trash."

"But if he dares to dream of a toad eating swan meat, then I wouldn't mind giving the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect one more corpse."

"Starting today, arrange for two Soul Douluo to protect her in secret at all times. I don't want something like Qin Xuan happening again."

"Level Fifty-Nine."

Inside a magnificent sealed chamber, a phoenix cry rang out. Qin Xuan, who had been sitting cross-legged on the floor, suddenly opened his eyes and sprang to his feet.

Surging crimson Soul Power contracted within a one-meter radius around him, then gathered together and finally transformed into a Vermilion Bird, which circled above Qin Xuan's head in the spacious, towering sealed chamber.

Vaguely, a strange crimson longsword could be seen within the Vermilion Bird's body.

Qin Xuan beckoned with one hand. The Vermilion Bird contracted, and the Everbright Sword, carrying terrifying heat and crimson lightning, spun once through the air before returning to his grasp.

"Qin Xuan—"

"Age: 19"

"Martial Soul: Everbright Sword"

"Cultivation: Level 59"

"Soul Ring Configuration: Yellow, Yellow, Purple, Purple, Black"

"Physique Level: Soul Emperor"

"Mental Power Level: Soul Douluo"

"Soul Bone: Spirit-Concentrating Wisdom Skull"

"Talent: SS+"

"Self-Created Soul Skills: Vertical and Horizontal Sword Technique, Ghost Valley Breathing Technique"

"Emotion Points: 77992"

"Blind Box: None"

"My Soul Power has increased by five levels. My physique is at Soul Emperor, and my Mental Power is at Soul Douluo. After absorbing the Singular Velvet Sky Chrysanthemum and the Wisdom Skull, the improvement was even lower than I expected."

"And this talent... the gap between top-tier Twin Martial Souls and a single Martial Soul really is outrageously huge. I've already consumed an Immortal Herb and cultivated the Ghost Valley Breathing Technique, yet I still can't reach Bibi Dong's SSS-grade level."

Holding his sword in his left hand, Qin Xuan flipped through the system panel with his right, inwardly showing off with a face full of disdain.

Just look at Little Scumbag. At Level Forty-Something, after absorbing that Wisdom Skull, his Mental Power had already reached the Soul Douluo level.

At Level Fifty, he obtained the Blue Silver Emperor's natal Soul Ring, with an age of twenty-five thousand years. That meant that at Level Fifty, he already possessed a physique comparable to a Soul Emperor's.

Granted, Bum had taken the Immortal Herb Full Moon Wearing Autumn Dew beforehand.

Granted, he had cultivated the Purple Demon Eyes, which could increase Mental Power, since the age of two.

Granted, he had Icefire Body Tempering.

Granted, he had the Eight Spider Lances External Soul Bone.

Qin Xuan admitted that he was a little jealous.

Compared to that, what the hell did his little improvement amount to? At Soul Power Level Fifty-Nine, his physique and Mental Power had only barely caught up to Tang San's.

The Icefire Yin Yang Well was temporarily impossible to obtain.

It seemed he would have to work hard on cultivating the Ghost Valley Breathing Technique and opening his Eight Extraordinary Meridians in the future. Otherwise, even if he obtained the Ten Headed Fierce Yang Serpent Inner Core, he would not be able to make use of it.

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