People Like Him Wouldn't Last a Day in the Ruthless World of Soul Masters Ten Thousand Years From Now!

"Old dog Tang San."

"Even if my initial Martial Soul is still the useless Spirit Eyes..."

"After years of practicing the Mysterious Heaven Skill, my meridians are far tougher than an ordinary person's!"

"Never saw that coming, did you? The technique you're so proud of will become a stepping stone for my revenge!"

Besides pushing himself relentlessly,

Huo Yuhao loved scavenging.

As a master of Soul Tools, he had a natural fondness for collecting all sorts of strange materials.

Fine Iron, copper chunks, fragments of broken weapons—

Whenever he found anything, he gathered it at once, piled it in his room, and spent every day tinkering with it.

He had no desire to talk to the evil people of Spirit Hall around him.

Instead, he poured all his attention into those materials.

On the Douluo Continent of ten thousand years ago, he intended to recreate the glory of Soul Tools.

He would use the power of Soul Tools

to arm himself against his great enemy, Tang San!!!

Qian Renxue had been reborn with a darkened heart; Huo Yuhao had crossed time to seek revenge.

Both worked themselves to the bone.

So what was their eldest brother, Qian Renchuan, doing?

He was...

sleeping.

That was right. As Spirit Hall's Eldest Young Master,

Qian Renchuan's favorite daily pastime was dragging a recliner to the sunniest spot in the courtyard, closing his eyes, and sleeping soundly.

The maids who cared for him said in private

that the Eldest Young Master had the gentlest temper and was practically a living saint. He was just a little too lazy.

So whenever Huo Yuhao returned from training and saw his eldest brother sprawled out and snoring, disdain flashed in his eyes.

Born into such an evil power, yet all he knows is pleasure. What a good-for-nothing.

People like him wouldn't last a day in the ruthless world of soul masters ten thousand years from now.

Qian Renxue passed by sometimes, too.

Seeing Qian Renchuan fast asleep, she would sigh inwardly.

I didn't have this eldest brother in my last life.

This time, I've gained a useless one.

Never mind. Once I take power, I'll see that he lives in comfort. We were never going to walk the same path.

Qian Renchuan showed no reaction to his younger siblings' contemptuous thoughts.

He even rolled over in his recliner,

smacked his lips, and went on sleeping.

But neither Huo Yuhao nor Qian Renxue knew that messages were flooding their eldest brother's mind.

[Ding—]

[Bonded individual "Qian Renxue" detected contemplating the statue of the Angel God for two hours. Tenfold return triggered.]

[Congratulations, host. Ultimate Sacred Attribute affinity +10.]

[Congratulations, host. Angel Origin Power +10.]

[Ding—]

[Bonded individual "Huo Yuhao" detected completing one full circulation of the Mysterious Heaven Skill. Tenfold return triggered.]

[Congratulations, host. Pure Innate Internal Power +10.]

[Congratulations, host. Meridian Resilience +10!]

[Ding—]

[Bonded individual "Huo Yuhao" detected practicing Purple Demon Eyes. Tenfold return triggered.]

[Congratulations, host. Vast spiritual power +10.]

This had been Qian Renchuan's daily life for years!

The workers toiled!

The boss collected the profits!

No matter how hard Qian Renxue and Huo Yuhao pushed themselves, Qian Renchuan received ten times the gains.

Day and night!

Without a single break!

No one knew what was happening inside Qian Renchuan's body.

With tenfold returns on the Mysterious Heaven Skill's internal power, his meridians had widened until they resembled rivers.

His internal power had even begun to liquefy!

And thanks to Huo Yuhao's Purple Demon Eyes training and Qian Renxue's contemplation of the Angel God, his spiritual power had grown beyond anything his peers could imagine.

"Keep pushing yourselves, my dear little brother and sister. Give it everything you've got."

Qian Renchuan stretched comfortably,

feeling wonderful.

The more you want to bring down Tang San and defy your fates, the more invincible your big brother becomes.

Night fell.

Tomorrow would be Spirit Hall's Spirit Awakening Ceremony.

This time, it was Pope Qian Xunji's triplets who would awaken their Martial Souls for the first time.

Both Qian Daoliu and Qian Xunji attached great importance to it. Even Bibi Dong, who had spent years in seclusion, had sent word that she would attend in person.

Late that night,

in his bedroom,

Huo Yuhao wore a cold expression.

He stroked a piece of Fine Iron in his hand, his gaze sharp.

"Tomorrow, I, Huo Yuhao, take my first step in this era."

"But I can't make too dazzling a display and draw Spirit Hall's attention. I must hide my strength, lie low, and wait for a chance to escape!"

"Only after I leave this place can I look for Brother Sky Dream."

"And Qiu'er..."

In the room next door,

Qian Renxue sat cross-legged.

Tang San, have you even been born yet?

My legend is about to begin!

This time, I'll make a flawless start!

The next day,

the sun blazed in a cloudless sky.

In Spirit Hall's central square,

the annual Spirit Awakening Day was being observed with particular ceremony.

A massive White Jade Pillar rose into the sky. The square was packed with people, yet utterly silent.

Thousands of Spirit Hall's elite guards stood armed and armored,

sealing off every side of the square.

Everyone held their breath and looked toward the towering Awakening Platform at its center.

Today was also the day Pope Qian Xunji's triplets would awaken their Martial Souls.

On the raised platform,

Pope Qian Xunji stood with his hands behind his back, dressed in a magnificent golden robe.

Grand Priest Qian Daoliu sat to one side, his gaze keen.

"Tap."

"Tap."

"Tap."

Clear footsteps sounded from deep within the hall.

The crowd parted of its own accord, opening a broad path.

A tall, graceful figure approached slowly. Purple hair fell over her shoulders, and a brilliant golden gown traced her perfect figure. Her beauty was peerless.

It was the Saintess of Spirit Hall, who had spent almost all her time in seclusion since giving birth:

Bibi Dong.

Seeing that Bibi Dong had come in person, Qian Xunji immediately greeted her with a smile.

"Dong'er, you've come out of seclusion."

But Bibi Dong did not slow down. She walked straight past him.

"Begin."

With that,

she reached a high-backed chair to one side and sat down.

Behind her, the smile froze on Qian Xunji's face, and his fists clenched.

He wanted to lash out.

But thousands of eyes were watching.

He forced the darkness from his expression, then turned around and summoned a strained imitation of papal composure.

Once seated,

Bibi Dong tilted her head slightly.

Her gaze swept over the three six-year-old children standing below the platform.

Deep in her eyes,

an exceedingly complicated emotion flickered.

There was disgust and pain, and perhaps a trace of struggle almost too faint to see.

Of the three children below, only the second-born, Qian Renxue, raised her chin. Her gaze met Bibi Dong's for an instant.

Mother, you're still as cold and distant as ever.

In my last life, I longed for your love.

In this life, I understand your suffering. But I don't need it anymore.

The eldest, Qian Renchuan, and the youngest, Huo Yuhao, remained calm. Neither even looked up.

As Qian Renxue's thoughts faded, Huo Yuhao's thoughts sounded once more in Qian Renchuan's mind.

The Pope and Saintess of this evil power only pretend to be united.

When my Martial Soul awakens, I must suppress every trace of my power. I can't let them discover my Mysterious Heaven Skill.

Only then will they overlook me, and I'll have a chance to leave.

At that moment, Qian Xunji's voice rang across the square.

"The awakening ceremony..."

"Begins now!!!"