Martial Soul: Everbright

"This is my Martial Soul, the Everbright Sword, with the ancient divine beast Vermilion Bird sealed inside?"

Qin Xuan gripped the long sword in his hand, overwhelmed with excitement. Under the control of his will, the divine beast Vermilion Bird let out a low cry, circled once through the air, and dove into the sword.

He poured his Soul Power into his Martial Soul. The long sword in his hand began to glow red, with crimson lightning crackling across it.

The first yellow Soul Ring lit up. Without needing to deliberately recall it, its power naturally fused together and flowed through him.

First Soul Skill, Sword Shattering the Firmament. Attack power and speed instantly increased by fifty percent. Its attack range increased with his cultivation.

Qin Xuan wanted to see how powerful it was, so he casually swung the sword.

Who could have guessed that this single swing would be terrifying? The sword light flashed dazzlingly. The Vermilion Bird from before shot through the air, transforming into a crescent-shaped slash nearly two meters long, as if a blood-red bolt of lightning had been released from his palm.

The flash was so bright that he shut his eyes to protect his titanium-alloy dog eyes.

He opened them again.

The ground looked as though it had been struck by lightning, a deep ditch having been carved into it in an instant. It stretched seven or eight zhang and was more than half a meter deep. Scorch marks lined both sides of the ditch.

At the end, a massive boulder weighing over a thousand jin split in two before exploding with a thunderous roar.

"Holy shit...!!!"

Qin Xuan's face remained expressionless, but his heart was bursting with satisfaction.

His awesomeness was practically leaking out!

As expected of the leading figure among Spirit Hall's younger generation, second only to Bibi Dong. A Soul King. The first Soul Skill alone was already this powerful. No wonder those two worshippers, who possessed the Martial Soul Coiling Dragon Staff that sealed the Ancient Evil Dragon, had taken him as their disciple. If he trained diligently for another ten or twenty years and became a Titled Douluo, he might not be invincible among those of the same rank, but dealing with Qian Xunji should no longer be difficult.

Yes. All he wanted was to brutally beat Qian Xunji while they were at the same cultivation level.

Not to be invincible among those of the same rank.

With the Grand Sumeru Hammer bug, there really weren't many people who could defeat Tang Hao one-on-one at the same cultivation level.

Most of the time, he would still have to rely on schemes to win.

For example... ahem, forget it. Now that Qian Xunji, that old pervert, had set his sights on him, whether he could survive was still unknown.

He knew exactly how much he was capable of.

His talent was indeed pretty good.

But without a Self-Created Soul Skill he could bring out, and without a Soul Bone, defeating a Soul Saint or even a Soul Douluo in Slaughter City without using Soul Skills would be nothing but a pipe dream.

Did he really have to run away?

But that would probably suit Qian Xunji's wishes even more. With that pervert's desire for control, he would absolutely never tolerate anyone laying a hand on Bibi Dong—even thinking about it would be unacceptable. That good-for-nothing Yu Xiaogang had Bibi Dong protecting him to the death, but Qin Xuan had no such protection.

There was an eighty-percent chance he would be branded a traitor, and people would be sent to hunt him down.

He was afraid that the moment he left, Qian Xunji would send someone to kill him.

Afterward, when Qian Jun and Jiang Mo asked about it, wouldn't Qian Xunji be free to say whatever he wanted?

He had started in hell difficulty.

This was seriously unfair.

Should he ask those two cheap teachers for a Soul Bone, delay his trip to Slaughter City, or simply refuse to go?

He definitely had to go. Thinking of Qian Jun and Jiang Mo, given their personalities, they would certainly worry about him.

But if he refused to go, he was afraid they would expel him from the sect on the spot.

For now, his only option was to ask for a Soul Bone, especially a Head Soul Bone. Without sufficient Mental Power to support him, he simply could not resist the dense killing intent drifting through the air in Slaughter City.

Just as Qin Xuan was thinking about how to bring it up with Qian Jun and Jiang Mo, a sudden female voice rang out in his mind:

"Ding! System energy successfully absorbed!"

"Ding! Loading current world template!"

"Ding! Living organism detected!"

"Ding! Binding to living organism!"

"Ding! Binding successful!"

"Ding! The Villain System is at your service!"

"Automatically opening the host's personal panel!"

"Qin Xuan—"

"Age: 19"

"Martial Soul: Everbright Sword"

"Cultivation: Level 54"

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

"Physique Level: Soul King"

"Mental Power Level: Soul King"

"Talent: S+"

"Self-Created Soul Skill: None"

"Emotion Points: 0"

"Blind Box: 0"

Hm?

The system had arrived!

Could it be that the God of Transmigration had heard his complaints?!

He had read too many webnovels about transmigration and reincarnation.

Qin Xuan had therefore made up his mind that if he ever woke up one day lying in some unfamiliar place, he absolutely would not foolishly shout like Yi Xiaochuan, the embarrassment of transmigration, "Are you filming a television series? The props and set design are so realistic!"

That kind of utterly idiotic line was just a way of seeking a sense of inner security.

Nor would he behave like those moronic urban novels, shouting and screaming after obtaining a cheat.

When he had first recovered the memories of his previous life, he had indeed acted that way.

He simply looked through the system with his mind as though nothing had happened.

"The Villain System is rather novel. Am I supposed to trigger some event, then obtain rewards from someone or somewhere?"

Qin Xuan speculated inwardly. He discovered that this so-called Villain System was very simple.

It had only a system panel, a shop, and a lucky draw.

The system panel needed no explanation.

The shop was easy enough to understand as well. It was filled with a dazzling variety of items, ranging from Soul Rings, pills, and all kinds of tools to Godhood.

Aside from Soul Bones, it had everything.

However, these items were all geared toward support. There were no items that directly increased cultivation or strength.

As for Godhood and the like, he could forget about them. They were too far out of reach.

Qin Xuan immediately took a liking to the mask [Thousand Faces], the clothing [Phoenix Fire], and the [Revival Coin].

[Thousand Faces] could change one's appearance and aura.

[Phoenix Fire] was clothing imbued with Soul Power. It stayed spotless, possessed defensive power when attacked, automatically repaired itself after being damaged, and could protect against blades, swords, and miasma. Its style could be changed at will. It also concealed one's Martial Soul and Soul Rings.

[Revival Coin] allowed the host to revive at full health ten minutes after death. It could also revive anyone who had died within the past month, and the revived target would be one hundred percent loyal to the host.

The importance of the Revival Coin went without saying. With [Thousand Faces] and [Phoenix Fire], he could leave Spirit Hall. He could wait until Qian Xunji died before finding a way to return. Or he could simply never return. He could live freely and begin an entirely new life.

Unfortunately, [Thousand Faces] cost ten thousand Emotion Points. [Phoenix Fire] was even more expensive, requiring fifty thousand. He could not obtain either of them for the time being.

As for revival, one coin cost a million Emotion Points. This was no longer a matter of whether it was expensive—it was simply unaffordable.

Even a Third-Level Godhood cost only five million Emotion Points.

The lucky draw was the familiar lottery system.

The rewards were random. Each draw cost one thousand Emotion Points, and the rewards were refreshed once every two years. At most, one draw could be made each month, and the chances could be accumulated. The draw could randomly produce Soul Bones, Immortal Herbs, pills that increased cultivation, and all sorts of strange cultivation techniques. It was merely a matter of probability.

Whether it was the shop or the lucky draw, both required Emotion Points.

But what the hell were Emotion Points? Qin Xuan reopened the system panel, his gaze fixed on the final entry, "Emotion Points." He asked inwardly, "System, how do I obtain these Emotion Points?"

"Ding! You only need to bind characters who stand opposed to the host. In other words, the great scapegoats. When the great scapegoats develop resentment, you will obtain Emotion Points."

"The greater the fame of the opposing character in the original Douluo work, the more Emotion Points you will obtain."

"When a character dies, they will no longer produce Emotion Points."