Chapter 32: Four Black One Red, Age Only 13

"Because of your persistence, we have selected a soul beast whose cultivation has just reached ten thousand years, based on your own condition. Are you ready?"

Teaching Director Du Weilen asked, saying that today he would personally serve as Chen Qiye's assessment teacher.

Chen Qiye did not hesitate much, nodded to indicate he was ready. "The assessment begins!"

As Du Weilen finished speaking, a clank clank of machinery rang out, and among the four massive iron gates, the one nearest to Chen Qiye slowly opened.

In the pitch‑black, deep passage, a sudden surge of scorching soul power rippled through, and even the first‑ and second‑class students watching from outside could clearly feel the flame‑like aura.

The atmosphere among everyone tightened in an instant.

They were merely a group of youths whose average age was under thirteen, and their soul rings had been easily obtained with the help of elders.

Such a scene was unheard of, and through the earlier conversation everyone realized this was a soul beast with ten‑thousand‑year cultivation.

Even Dai Huabin, who possessed three‑ring strength, had never faced a ten‑thousand‑year soul beast directly.

Among those present, only three people were most worried about Chen Qiye.

One was class teacher Zhou Yi, and the other two were Gu Yue and Wang Dong.

Huo Yuhao and Xiao Xiao also showed concern, but they were more confident in Chen Qiye's strength, and there was a hint of admiration as well.

... In the center of the arena, Chen Qiye felt the scorching soul power ripple, and the corner of his mouth lifted slightly.

He slightly mobilized his ultimate ice soul power, and the scorching sensation vanished completely.

It wasn't that the opponent retreated; rather, because Chen Qiye's ice attribute makes him the absolute ruler of ice, the fire energy emitted by the ten‑thousand‑year soul beast had no effect on him and could even become nourishment for him.

This is absolute elemental suppression! "In the end, it's just because they didn't trust me and deliberately chose a fire‑type soul beast. Looks like today's strength test is ruined."

Chen Qiye refused to believe that those few weren't involved; thinking this, he glanced upward toward the high platform.

This time it wasn't one but four people, all smiling brightly at him, and a scruffy old man who hadn't forgotten to shove a chicken leg into his mouth.

At that moment, the fiery aura in the arena grew stronger, and a fire‑red figure finally emerged from the passage, appearing before everyone.

These students, after a year of training, had far more insight now, and they instantly identified the beast's name: a lion‑type soul beast with a high bloodline rank among all soul beasts—the Fire Lion King!

At that instant, Chen Qiye changed. Under everyone's stunned gaze, a red aura suddenly rose from beneath his feet, its surface flickering with two faint golden lines. As it rose, Chen Qiye's eyes turned a vivid, dripping red.

A terrifying aura, as if from ancient wilderness, burst forth; everyone seemed to see a pale red blood glow expanding rapidly from his body as its center. In that moment, his small frame shook the crowd like an ancient demon god. "Awooo—" the Fire Lion King let out a wail, its sprinting body suddenly halted, then turned into a rolling gourd that collapsed on the ground, instantly flaccid, excreting urine and feces.

At the same time, countless wails rose in clusters from the deep caves far away in the Great Beast Arena.

What does a red soul ring signify? It represents one hundred thousand years, the soul ring produced by the highest‑tier soul beasts. Every hundred‑thousand‑year soul ring is an immensely lofty existence; not even any of the teachers present could possess one, let alone the students.

Yet at this moment, Chen Qiye truly unleashed that brilliantly vivid hundred‑thousand‑year soul ring, and under its radiant glow the three black soul rings appeared insignificant.

Both visually and in the terrifying aura, the Great Beast Arena fell silent under the oppressive pressure.

Not only the captive soul beasts in the Great Beast Arena reacted; every teacher and student present also reacted strongly. They felt as if an invincible terrifying beast stood before them, and extreme fear made them instinctively release their martial soul and assume full defensive stances.

Some timid female students even let out a "Wow" cry. Even the teachers turned pale, staring in horrified shock at the not‑tall figure in the arena's center.

Du Weilen had already risen from his seat, eight soul rings flashing on his body. Confronted with the aura of a hundred‑thousand‑year soul beast, he could not be exempt and immediately released his martial soul.

"No, that's impossible. He's only thirteen, four black one red; how could Chen Qiye possess a hundred‑thousand‑year soul ring? Yet this is undeniably the aura of a hundred‑thousand‑year soul beast! Moreover, this aura is far stronger than any hundred‑thousand‑year soul beast I've seen."

The red hue gradually contracted, the blood‑red in Chen Qiye's eyes faded first, followed by the disappearance of his three black and one red soul rings.

The terrifying oppressive aura that had just filled the air vanished entirely, and everything returned to normal. The pressure Chen Qiye generated did not extend far; it only spread within the Great Beast Arena.

A faint foul smell began drifting out from the distant dark caves, growing stronger over time.

Chen Qiye bowed respectfully to Du Weilen and said, "Teacher, my assessment is complete."

The visual and mental shock was overwhelming. This stunned not only Class Two but also every teacher. For a moment, the whole venue fell silent, everyone staring blankly as Chen Qiye slowly walked back to Class One.

Zhou Si Chen swallowed hard and muttered, "Chen Qiye can't be a reincarnated hundred‑thousand‑year soul beast, can he? That's terrifying; I feel like peeing."

Cao Jinxuan replied irritably, "I still wanted to poop."

After the brief shock, the judges and other panelists on the high platform turned their gaze to Director Du Weilen. Their looks conveyed three words: what now? Indeed! what now? Faced with this unprecedented situation, what should be done? No matter how unbelievable, a hundred‑thousand‑year soul ring had appeared, and it had terrified a ten‑thousand‑year soul beast into paralysis. Regardless, Chen Qiye had passed the assessment, but how to score him? At that moment, several figures rushed out from the side door beside the beast enclosure of the Great Beast Arena. Leading them was an elder whose face resembled a heavy jujube, tall and massive, with striking red hair. As he charged forward, he roared, "What's happening? Who did this? You scared all the sub‑ten‑thousand‑year soul beasts into soiling themselves, one after another. Du Weilen, was it you who released it?"

Du Weilen gave a wry smile and said, "Old Bow, it wasn't me." As he spoke, he floated down from the platform to the elder's side, whispering an explanation.

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