Chapter 47

Evil Moon!

Here!

Not bad! Your tool soul is the Crescent Blade—extend your hand and let's test your soul power.

Another innate rank nine! What a monster—are all geniuses just gathered together?

Jun Wuchen!

Jun Wuchen, who had been silent all along, stepped forward. His appearance was ordinary, easy to overlook. His hair was just casually pulled back, with no special style.

His eyes aren't large, yet they hold a faint glow. His eyebrows are like light ink strokes—neither too thick nor too thin. His mouth is usually tightly shut, as if he doesn't like to speak much.

In short, although Jun Wuchen's looks are average, his plain appearance carries a reassuring demeanor.

Jun Wuchen stood calmly on the soul‑awakening platform; outwardly he seemed indifferent, but inside he was panicking—if he awakened something like Yu Xiaogang's situation, he'd rather just smash his head against a wall.

Not knowing what his soul would be, he had no interest in chasing girls like Xiao Yuan; if his soul turned out to be useless, it would all be wasted effort.

Moreover, he was playing the aloof type; Jun Wuchen thought Xiao Gu Liang would like that persona, but he didn't expect his looks to fall short—Hu Liena completely saw him as a fool, her mind filled only with the handsome Xiao Yuan.

Jun Wuchen started off on the wrong track; he's not an Uchiha Sasuke with a handsome face, so no one wants to bother him, but he felt awkward breaking character, so he just kept up the act.

Besides, what's good about that little brat Hu Liena? No breasts, no butt—if he could choose, he'd go for a slim‑waisted, long‑legged saint like Bibi Dong; he prefers mature women.

Just as he was lost in thought, a strange ripple surged through his body.

Immediately after, a golden light brighter than the combined light of everyone before appeared around him, and at its center a majestic holy light qilin slowly materialized behind him.

This holy light qilin is huge, its body encircled by holy light, like a divine beast stepped out of myth.

The qilin's scales shimmer with silver‑white light, each piece like a delicate work of art.

Its four hooves tread in midair, as if stepping on invisible clouds; the holy light kirin raised its head and let out a long cry that seemed capable of purifying all evil in the world. Jun Wuchen stared blankly at his soul, a fierce sense of mission welling up inside him.

This is my soul! With it I could charm every beautiful girl in the world—Bibi Dong, Qian Renxue—I must have them! Intense ambition filled Jun Wuchen's heart.

Everyone in Mo Li was stunned—what kind of soul is this? Such a strong divine aura! He hurriedly handed over the crystal ball.

Little Jun Wuchen, let's test your soul power first!

My goodness! An innate full soul power! Today there actually is an innate full soul power! Mo Li felt today was truly his lucky day; a promotion and raise were no longer a dream but reality.

Jun Wuchen calmly retracted his soul amid the astonished gazes, quietly stepped down from the awakening platform, as if nothing could move him.

Hu Liena could barely contain herself; she jogged up to Jun Wuchen and gazed enviously at his face, asking.

Why did you change after awakening your soul, Jun Wuchen? You look great now! Why didn't my soul awakening produce this effect?

Jun Wuchen blinked, took the small mirror Hu Liena handed him, and as he slowly lifted it to his face, he saw an extremely cold and arrogant visage—his handsome brows slightly furrowed, bearing an innate arrogance.

His deep eyes flashed with a chilling light, as if they could freeze everything; his thin, tightly pressed lips seemed to speak of his coldness and detachment. His facial contours were hard and icy, every line exuding his aloof demeanor.

He merely stared at his reflection for a moment, then handed the mirror back to Hu Liena without expression, as if it had nothing to do with him. 'Hold it in! Don't laugh! Keep up the act, Jun Wuchen! Damn it, don't let me laugh! Keep your cool!'

Jun Wuchen strained to keep his mouth from twitching while giving Hu Liena a cold, perfunctory reply.

I don't know; this doesn't matter at all—I only seek power. Then he let out a cool snort.

Afterward he leaned against a pillar in the plaza, closed his eyes to rest, appearing indifferent, though inside Jun Wuchen felt smug: 'Hu Liena! You once ignored me; now I'll make you unable to reach me—go find your Xiao Yuan brother!'

Hu Liena puffed her cheeks in anger at his cold demeanor: 'Honestly, why are you so aloof, Jun Wuchen? Aren't we all close companions?'

Hu Liena saw him close his eyes, made a face at him, and said angrily.

Nyah nyah nyah! I don't want to play with you!

Still, he looks quite handsome now—even Xiao Yuan brother can't compare—and Hu Liena feels a bit resentful toward her past self, blaming her usual lack of attention to Jun Wuchen for his current aloofness.

If she had cared for Jun Wuchen from the start, would he still be cold toward her? 'Nana, don't be angry—Wuchen is a good person; he's just cold on the outside, warm inside. Don't let him fool you.'

Yan saw Hu Liena angry and rushed over to comfort her; among the five, he was closest to Jun Wuchen, a good brother—since Jun Wuchen appeared uninterested in Hu Liena, he was fierce, spoke little, and was quite righteous.

Xieyue also advised, 'Xiao Yuan is still awakening his soul; Nana, you should calm down—aren't you worried about your Xiao Yuan brother?'

Hu Liena snapped out of her infatuation: 'Right, Xiao Yuan brother is definitely stronger than Jun Wuchen! He's the smartest, speaks pleasantly, and is the core of our five‑person group—his talent must be the best as well.'

Hu Liena hurriedly looked toward Xiao Yuan, who was in the midst of awakening his soul.

Xiao Yuan stood silently within the hexagram, his gaze fixed ahead. Amid the flashing light, a badger suddenly appeared.

The badger soul's body is sturdy and robust, its buttocks especially striking—like forged steel, giving a powerful sense of oppression. Two ears stand straight up on its head, as if alert to everything around.

Xiao Yuan stared at the badger, a complex emotion welling up: 'What the hell, a badger? Do you think I've never watched Animal Planet? Isn't this thing supposed to attack with its butt? How is this junk?!'

At the moment of soul awakening, Xiao Yuan already knew his soul's name: Iron‑Butt Badger! Huh? Why this thing? Where's my mighty bear‑type soul? Is a badger even a bear? How did it become this?! Iron butt—Xiao Yuan inexplicably thought of Yu Xiaogang; why is he following Yu Xiaogang's template? Soul power! Right, he hasn't tested his soul power yet—maybe it's innate full soul power? Xiao Yuan is still struggling.

Mo Li's face showed shock: 'How is that possible? Why not a Golden Ape Bear?' Xiao Yuan's father is a powerful Golden Ape Bear soul master, his mother a renowned tool soul soul emperor—how could Xiao Yuan's soul have mutated?

Mo Li never expected the one with the highest expectations to have a mutated soul; otherwise he wouldn't have placed Xiao Yuan last.

Little Yuan, don't rush—first test your soul power; it might be a benign mutation.

Xiao Yuan trembled as he touched the crystal ball; the number five appeared on the glowing sphere.

His hopes died; Xiao Yuan's eyes dimmed slightly, a deep sense of loss creeping in. With Jun Wuchen's innate full soul power and kirin soul, how could he ever compete? Ice and Fire Yin‑Yang Eyes! He must rush there—it's his last hope. But will Jun Wuchen let him go? Who wouldn't want the foundation to become a god?

Mo Li saw Xiao Yuan's embarrassed expression and quickly comforted him.

Good! Innate rank five soul power.

This talent is already quite good—you're a little genius! Xiao Yuan, your soul isn't actually bad; it's just not suited compared to those monsters, but you've surpassed 99% of people.

Brothers, the transmigrators from the Spirit Hall side are now all online, the wombat really uses its butt to defend and counterattack, people in the martial world call him the Grassland Skull-Splitter, he's truly a 3D Luo Sanpao, interested brothers can search on Bilibili, finally, begging for votes, love you all (≧≦)/(end of chapter)