"Of course. I've always played for real."
Lin Ming spoke coolly.
"Now that you're alive again, you ought to believe seventy or eighty percent of what I said before, right?"
"After all, just being able to bring you back to life is already heaven-defying."
"As for the details, I can't be bothered to argue them out with you. Have a good talk with your descendant yourself. He's waiting right outside."
With that, Lin Ming called Mu Ye straight in.
The moment the door opened, Mu Ye's gaze landed on the boy glowing green all over inside the room. He froze on the spot, his face full of disbelief.
A few hours ago, this had been nothing more than a slave Soul Master with only an arm martial soul and talent so trashy it could not have been worse.
Yet the boy before him not only possessed a terrifying body martial soul, but had undergone a complete transformation. In this short span of time, his soul power had soared from the twenties to at least Soul King level.
Such a change in a single hour-what kind of method was this?
"You're the current sect master of the Body Sect, ten thousand years later?"
Green light radiated from Du Busi, and his eyes were filled with a domineering air utterly at odds with his age.
"What's your name?"
The moment Du Busi spoke, Mu Ye could not help feeling his very soul tremble. He did not regard this person as a fifteen-year-old boy in the slightest, and answered instinctively:
"My name is Mu Ye."
"I am Du Busi."
"Th-this... how is that possible?"
Mu Ye's face was filled with shock.
"I know you're shocked."
Du Busi slowly raised a hand.
"Come, summon your martial soul and show me. What is your martial