Ancestor, You Wouldn't Want to Spend Your Whole Life Waiting to Die as a Soul Douluo, Would You?

A wisp of black flame hovered above Su Yun's fingertip. With a thought from him, it changed into whatever shapes and temperatures he wanted.

It was Black Flame Control, the Soul Skill granted by the Black Flame Purple Cloud Eagle External Soul Bone after he merged with the Purple Cloud Wings.

"Just as I expected. The Douluo Continent really is a miraculous world."

Su Yun smiled. He now possessed the beast flame of a fifth-tier magical beast, and thanks to his soul Martial Soul, his soul power was already far stronger than an ordinary person's.

Together with the Soul Ring he had absorbed beyond his level and the Mental Power Amplification Soul Skill it granted, Su Yun's mental power was now definitely stronger than that of an ordinary Dou Shi, or even a Da Dou Shi.

By the Douluo Continent's standards, only a pure mental-type Soul Master with at least three rings could compare with him in mental power. As for those who were not mental types, they would have to be Five-Ring Soul Kings.

The Soul Ring he had absorbed beyond his level was comparable to an ordinary Soul Master's third ring. On top of that, he had the enhancement from becoming a Dou Zhe, as well as the further strengthening of his soul after fighting the Black Flame Purple Cloud Eagle's remnant soul.

Generally speaking, to become a Second-Rank Alchemist, he would need at least the strength of a Dou Shi. But Su Yun felt that he might be able to ignore that rule and make a direct attempt at becoming a Second-Rank Alchemist.

Of course, there was no rush to try refining second-rank pills. For the current Su Yun, there was something more important to do.

In a small courtyard belonging to the Su Clan, an old man nearing the end of his life lay quietly on a reclining chair, silently basking in the sun.

Even when the door was pushed open and someone walked in, he never once raised his eyelids.

"Greetings, Ancestor."

Su Yun bowed to the old man.

The old man was none other than Su An, the Su Clan's previous patriarch, the clan's only Soul Douluo, and an Earl of the Sun Moon Empire.

"What is it? Speak quickly. Don't disturb my rest."

The old man still did not so much as raise his eyelids. As the clan's ancestor, he naturally knew about its major affairs.

In particular, Su Yun was the patriarch's son, yet had only innate rank-three Soul Power. There was no way he would be unaware of something so utterly disastrous for the clan.

Thus, he knew who Su Yun was.

But it was precisely because he knew Su Yun that he could not even be bothered to raise his eyelids.

Someone with innate rank-three Soul Power-if his father had not been the patriarch, never mind a Soul Douluo like him, Su Yun would ordinarily never even get to meet the Soul Saints under him.

He truly could not be bothered with such a useless clan member.

If Su Yun's father had not been the clan's only person with innate rank-eight Soul Power, the one most likely to become a Soul Douluo and uphold the clan after his death, he would have told Su Yun to get lost outright.

"Oh, and if you've run into any problems with cultivation, don't bother me. I have no idea how someone with innate rank-three Soul Power cultivates."

The corner of Su Yun's mouth twitched. Because his father was the patriarch, even if the clan members resented him taking up clan resources despite his innate rank-three Soul Power, they did not dare say anything. But that did not include this supreme elder.

As the clan's only Soul Douluo, whose own line of descendants had happened to die out in a mishap, and who was now already a hundred and sixteen years old, he could do as he pleased within the clan.

Letting Su Yun come in was already giving the patriarch one last scrap of face, though even that scrap was not much.

"Ancestor, you wouldn't want to spend your whole life waiting to die as a Soul Douluo, would you?"

The supreme elder, who had been slowly rocking in his chair, suddenly froze.

"What did you say?"

"Ancestor, do you want to become a Titled Douluo?"

The supreme elder stared at Su Yun with an unfriendly expression. "Boy, don't tell me you think I wouldn't dare teach you a lesson just because your father is the patriarch?"

"Ruining my mood is one thing, but now you're trying to swindle me? You're just a little Soul-"

Before the supreme elder could finish, a purple Soul Ring appeared around Su Yun.

Few people would believe something without tangible proof, so Su Yun chose the quickest way to explain.

"You... how did you get a Thousand-Year Soul Ring as your First Soul Ring?"

"Whale rubber? No, whale rubber has its limits too. Never mind that Su Lie doesn't have the money for top-grade whale rubber, he certainly couldn't go behind my back and give it to someone with innate rank-three Soul Power."

"Even if the Su Clan could afford it and managed to do it behind my back, whale rubber still couldn't give someone a thousand-year first ring."

"Never mind a first ring-even a thousand-year second ring is something I've never heard of to this day, much less seen. What's going on with you?"

"Ancestor, since I'm already here, won't you invite me inside to sit down?"

Su Yun did not answer the supreme elder's questions right away, instead changing the subject with a smile.

At this, the supreme elder was not annoyed.

He could not be bothered to waste another word on a useless person with innate rank-three Soul Power.

But a genius who could absorb a Thousand-Year Soul Ring as his First Soul Ring-regardless of whether what he had said earlier was true, that First Soul Ring alone was enough to make him take Su Yun seriously.

If the Martial Soul fell short, Soul Rings could make up the difference. If he could keep absorbing Soul Rings beyond his level, who could say for certain that Su Yun would not become a Soul Douluo, or even a Titled Douluo?

In fact, because of the Soul Rings he absorbed beyond his level, Su Yun would definitely stand in the top tier among those of the same level.

"Come inside with me. There's no hurry. Sit down and tell me slowly."

The supreme elder automatically passed over their earlier unpleasantness, as though nothing had happened.

"Ancestor, I need the authority to allocate all the clan's resources. All of them, including the cultivation resources of every current clan member. Everything has to give way."

The supreme elder fell silent for a moment, then unhurriedly poured two cups of tea.

"Do you know what you're saying?"

"Yes."

"How confident are you?"

"It's hard to say, because there are some variables I'm uncertain about."

After Su Yun finished speaking, silence settled over them.

But that silence lasted far less time than Su Yun had expected.

The supreme elder made his decision after drinking just one cup of tea.

"I'll take that gamble. Tell me whatever you need. If anything goes wrong, I'll bear the consequences."

Su Yun was somewhat surprised to hear this. He had thought there would be some back-and-forth, or at least a longer silence while the supreme elder thought it over carefully. Yet in this brief span, the supreme elder had already made his decision.

Looking at the old man, he never would have imagined he was so decisive.

Logically speaking, shouldn't people grow more conservative in their approach as they aged?

Going all in without asking another question, without understanding the situation at all-could Hai Bodong have been this decisive?

"You aren't going to ask more?"

The supreme elder glanced at him. "What's your surname?"

At this, Su Yun smiled.

"I'm sorry. I was presumptuous."

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