Martial Soul Ranking (1 / 2)

"The Heaven Ranking's assessment? Rankings? Rewards?"

Every living being on the Douluo Continent stopped what they were doing and stared at the words on the Golden Scroll high in the sky, bewildered and uncertain.

The top powerhouses scattered across the continent gazed solemnly at the Golden Scroll. Despite their strength, they could not see through it.

Just then, the words on the Golden Scroll vanished, and new text appeared.

[The Heaven Ranking is a manifestation of the Will of the Universe. Its assessments are absolutely fair, impartial, and transparent.]

[The first ranking is now announced: the Martial Soul Ranking.]

[The Martial Soul Ranking includes only the top fifteen Martial Souls on the Douluo Continent.]

[Ranking criteria: Martial Soul quality and the strength of self-created Spirit Skills.]

[Rewards will be granted only to the most talented possessor of each ranked Martial Soul. Objections will not be accepted.]

Long Yichen stared at the words on the Golden Scroll, momentarily stunned.

"The Martial Soul Ranking? Based on Martial Soul quality and the strength of self-created Spirit Skills? My Silver Superman Martial Soul should make the list, right?

"As for self-created Spirit Skills, would abilities like my Heat Vision count? There's also my self-created Serious Punch..."

Heaven Dou Imperial Palace.

Having just returned to the Eastern Palace through the underground passage, Qian Renxue stared at the Golden Scroll high in the sky. Astonishment filled her exquisitely beautiful face before she murmured to herself:

"Who on the entire Douluo Continent could have a Martial Soul stronger than my Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul? First place should be mine without a doubt. I wonder what the reward will be."

"The Will of the Universe sounds impressive. Surely its rewards won't be stingy?"

Qian Renxue's beautiful eyes sparkled. "The rewards might include something Yichen needs. Once I get the first-place reward, I'll give it to him as a gift. He'll definitely be surprised.

"Yichen gave me a precious immortal herb, and I've never had a chance to give him something in return. This is the perfect opportunity."

"Young mistress." Just then, Spear Douluo and Porcupine Douluo appeared out of thin air and bowed slightly to Qian Renxue.

"Mm." Qian Renxue nodded slightly and looked at Spear Douluo and Porcupine Douluo.

"As Title Douluos, can you see through the true nature of this Golden Scroll?"

Spear Douluo and Porcupine Douluo exchanged a glance, then both shook their heads with rueful smiles.

"We cannot. This Golden Scroll is shrouded in mystery. We can't see through it."

Qian Renxue was not surprised and continued gazing up at the Golden Scroll.

Martial Soul City, Papal Hall.

"This thing appeared out of nowhere. Even with my current rank-ninety-eight Soul Power and the Rakshasa God's inheritance, I can't see through it?"

Standing before the entrance to the Papal Hall, Bibi Dong pondered briefly, then raised her hand and aimed her palm at the Golden Scroll hanging high in the sky.

A brilliant beam of purple light shot out and struck the Golden Scroll.

The next second, under Bibi Dong's horrified gaze, the attack rebounded with twice its original power. The purple beam slammed into her chest.

She grunted and staggered back several steps, a trickle of blood seeping from the corner of her mouth.

She stared up at the Golden Scroll in shock.

"It can reflect my attack at twice its strength? And it's completely unscathed. Could this Golden Scroll have been created by a Deity?"

Bibi Dong behaved herself after that, no longer daring to act rashly.

Watching the Golden Scroll, she whispered to herself, "My Death Spider Emperor Spirit and Soul-Eating Spider Emperor Spirit are both top-tier beast Martial Souls. They'll definitely make the list, at least in the top five. I wonder what the rewards will be."

Then she thought of her daughter, Qian Renxue, and snorted coldly.

"The Qian Family's Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul will undoubtedly take first place."

Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

"Hehe, allow me to congratulate you in advance, Uncle Sword, Uncle Bone. With your seven kill sword and bone dragon martial souls, you'll definitely make the list, and your rankings won't be low!"

Ning Fengzhi smiled at Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo before him.

Sword Douluo chuckled. "Fengzhi, your Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda Martial Soul might make the list too."

"You're joking, Uncle Sword." Ning Fengzhi shook his head with a bitter smile. "My Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda caps out at rank seventy-nine. I'm afraid it won't make the list."

As he spoke, he raised his head proudly.

"But with the help of the Silk Tulip immortal herb we bought from Long Yichen, Rongrong's Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda has evolved into a Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda. Its Martial Soul limitations have been lifted, so it's sure to make the list!"

"The Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda might even contend for first place!"

"That's true. Our Rongrong is definitely the best." Bone Douluo laughed, then added with a pained expression:

"That Long brat really demanded an outrageous price back then. A billion gold soul coins! He nearly emptied the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's coffers."

At those words, Ning Fengzhi's and Sword Douluo's faces twitched violently several times, their expressions turning pained.

Even though the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect was the wealthiest sect on the Douluo Continent, a billion gold soul coins had nearly drained its coffers.

But it was all to evolve Ning Rongrong's Martial Soul and break the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's fate of never being able to reach rank eighty.

Ning Fengzhi had gritted his teeth and paid a billion gold soul coins to buy the Silk Tulip immortal herb from Long Yichen.

Still, remembering that Ning Rongrong's Martial Soul had evolved into a Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda immediately made them feel much better.

"That boy Long Yichen is truly extraordinary."

Sword Douluo suddenly spoke with feeling.

Ning Fengzhi and Bone Douluo nodded in wholehearted agreement.

Back when Long Yichen had brought the Silk Tulip immortal herb to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect to trade, his outrageous asking price had momentarily clouded their judgment. They had actually tried to seize it by force.

They could not help it. A billion gold soul coins was simply far too much. After all, a single gold soul coin could allow a family of three to live comfortably for several months. Its purchasing power was tremendous.

Yet even with Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo joining forces, supported by Ning Fengzhi's full-strength enhancements, Long Yichen had beaten them so thoroughly that they could not fight back at all.

If Long Yichen had not been a seventeen-year-old boy with little desire to kill, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect would probably have vanished from the world by now.

Lingering fear appeared on all three men's faces.

Their sect had nearly been wiped out. Even now, the thought terrified them.

"I have no idea how Long Yichen cultivates. He was only seventeen, yet he was already so powerful. He was probably comparable to a rank-ninety-seven or even rank-ninety-eight Title Douluo."

Ning Fengzhi suddenly said, "Almost a year has passed since then. Long Yichen is eighteen now, and he's bound to have grown even stronger."

"He can probably rival Martial Soul Hall's mysterious Grand Attendant by now," Sword Douluo said gravely.

"Martial Soul Hall's Grand Attendant?" Ning Fengzhi and Bone Douluo both turned to Sword Douluo in astonishment. They had never heard that Martial Soul Hall had a mysterious Grand Attendant.

From what Sword Douluo was implying, could that Grand Attendant be a rank-ninety-nine Peerless Douluo?

"Yes." Sword Douluo nodded. "Martial Soul Hall's Grand Attendant is Qian Daoliu, a rank-ninety-nine Peerless Douluo!"

"He really is a rank-ninety-nine Peerless Douluo!" Ning Fengzhi and Bone Douluo exclaimed in shock.

"Martial Soul Hall actually has a peerless powerhouse like that!"

A reminiscent look crossed Sword Douluo's face. "Even after my father reached rank ninety-eight back then, he was still nowhere near a match for Qian Daoliu. In the end, he died from his grievous injuries.

"If there's anyone else on the Douluo Continent who can challenge Qian Daoliu, I think only Long Yichen could barely hold his own against him."

He paused, his expression solemn.

"With Long Yichen's terrifying talent, after another ten years of cultivation, even Qian Daoliu will be no match for him!"

"I believe Long Yichen can become a god!"

"Become a god?!" Ning Fengzhi and Bone Douluo sucked in sharp breaths. For some reason, they did not doubt Sword Douluo's words in the slightest.

Deep down, they believed that after several hundred years of cultivation, Long Yichen might truly become a god!