Chapter 37

Uncle Feng, I think I've stirred up trouble.

What did you do?

Feng Tianyu: Great Nephew, your martial soul is puffing black smoke—don't tell me you've become an evil soul master.

Uncle Feng, I've killed a few Spirit Hall members.

Bai Ran didn't conceal anything; he just briefly explained what had happened the previous day.

Bai Ran misjudged his soul power consumption; he couldn't possibly leave the Xierweis Kingdom and enter the Fasnuo Province in just one day.

Great Nephew, you did the right thing.

From the Empire's standpoint, Feng Tianyu strongly supports the Great Nephew's actions.

We will leave aside the risk of the Great Nephew being investigated by the Spirit Hall's high-ranking officials.

At least when faced with baseless accusations and provocations, the Great Nephew refused to act like a wimp.

In the soul master world, if an ant points at you and you hold back from striking back, aren't you just turning into a cuckold?

Of course, you might have just stumbled into an extreme female channel.

Uncle Feng, don't you think I'm being reckless?

How exhilarating it was to strike back then, and now being unable to get past the Spirit Hall checkpoint is just as miserable.

If Feng Tianyu didn't appear, Bai Ran estimated he'd have to climb the nearby mountains and pray that there were no soul beasts older than ten thousand years inside.

Reckless? I don't think so.

Besides, you're just a kid, uh, a teenager, lacking any passion—I'd even suspect you're the reincarnation of some ancient great power.

A boy around ten years old is exactly the age when he's prone to getting carried away.

Moreover, in that situation, if Bai Ran really endured it, Feng Tianyu would surely give this nephew a couple of knocks on the head.

Feng Tianyu: The Empire needs no coward, you little bastard.

Besides, you're a teenager who isn't impulsive; when you get older, you probably still won't be able to move. (A bit off) 'Reincarnation of an ancient great power? Uncle Feng, you've been reading too many novels lately.'

Bai Ran rolled his eyes; if his past life truly were an ancient great power, being reincarnated into this Douluo Continent where the T0 version runs rampant would also count as being exiled in disguise to the Peaceful Ancient Pagoda.

(You said I reincarnated into the Douluo Continent—great! My Snow, my East, I'm here.)

Wait, what does it mean that if you like me, you accept all of my past; and so the child doesn't feel inferior, you should from now on share the child's surname.

Not buddy, is this still the Douluo Continent? What the hell did you drag me into, damn it, shoot!

Alright, Great Nephew, don't worry about these details.

I'll take you away now; don't let your father wait too long.

Half a month ago, Feng Tianyu wrote to Father Bai, saying Bai Ran would likely arrive home in the next two days.

…… (ellipsis) No names.

One might ask how Feng Tianyu managed to bring Bai Ran through the Spirit Hall checkpoint.

It's simple—just swagger past it.

What? You want to investigate this nephew's identity?

Little comrade, I just want to ask: do the eight soul rings on my body look good?

These two white-clad attendants of the Spirit Hall have really made it—they've encountered a Soul Douluo-level powerhouse that one might not even meet in a lifetime.

Check identity? Check my ass. When entering the Xierweis Kingdom, staying concealed—that's what Feng Tianyu finds troublesome.

After all, upon hearing the news of his breakthrough to Soul Douluo, this place is expected to have many fawning nobles coming to curry favor with him.

Feng Tianyu despises that kind of hypocritical worldliness, so he proactively produced his identity information.

And now I'm about to leave the Xierweis Kingdom; let my identity be exposed if it must be, but more importantly, Bai Ran's identity must not be exposed.

After all, Bai Ran's records at the Spirit Hall show merely an ordinary soul master with innate soul power under five—so much that even a Purple-clad Bishop wouldn't take notice.

A child with only innate soul power of five, even if given resources, could at most break through to Soul King in his lifetime and serve as an assistant instructor in an advanced soul master academy—pretty much the end of the line.

But the soul power fluctuations Bai Ran is currently emitting clearly indicate he has reached at least Soul Ancestor level.

As long as these two white-clad attendants of the Spirit Hall compare notes and feel that the soul power is obviously stronger than that of a great soul master, they will definitely report this strange matter.

Therefore, Feng Tianyu would rather expose his breakthrough to Soul Douluo.

Anyway, the Empire already has several Soul Douluo; adding one more Feng Tianyu doesn't change much, and losing one doesn't change much either.

But someone like the Great Nephew, a peerless genius, perhaps the Empire has only produced one like him in thousands of years.

Feng Tianyu: Having read too many novels, I suspect this nephew of mine might be a Child of Fortune born from the Empire's fortune; after all, whether it's his strength increasing or his opportunities arising, an ordinary soul master—even if he spent a lifetime—might never attain any of those.

Under the overwhelming aura of the Soul Douluo, these two white-clad attendants of the Spirit Hall didn't even bother with much interrogation; they hurriedly let these two pass.

Just kidding—earning a few gold soul coins in a month, offending a Soul Douluo for that little money? Not worth it, absolutely not worth it.

…… (ellipsis) No names.

Three hours later.

To prevent further accidents on the road, Feng Tianyu carried the Great Nephew on his back, practically rushing at full speed.

Thus, what originally required three days of travel was compressed into just three hours.

During that time, Bai Ran also took out his Human Emperor Banner martial soul, wondering if he could give his Uncle Feng a speed boost.

Then, Feng Tianyu first strongly felt what it's like to wear straw sandals and feel like flying.

Even if he encountered a soul master wielding the continent's fastest martial soul, the Swallowtail Swift, at the same rank, Feng Tianyu felt he could overwhelm the opponent.

Unfortunately, this enhancement faded after five minutes.

All that can be said is, Great Nephew, you're too weak.

Feng Tianyu: Whether to say it or not, this enhancement is indeed insane; once this kid becomes a Title Douluo, relying on various enhancements, one person could match dozens of Title Douluo-level elders from the Spirit Hall.

The enhancement effect of the Human Emperor Banner is reassuring.

(The Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda woke up, discovering that there was an extra big brother on its head)...

Nuoding City, after returning to this small town where he had lived for nine years, Bai Ran had Uncle Feng set him down, then slowly walked into the city.

Along the way, he heard many things about Tang San's deeds.

Tang San, as a Soul Master born with full soul power, was still young; before reaching nine years old, he had already broken through to the rank of Great Soul Master.

Actually, having good soul power is fine; the key is that Tang San's cultural studies are not bad either—look, on the list of outstanding students published by Nuoding City Primary Soul Skill Academy, Tang San's name appears.

Many parents, after seeing this, went home and lectured their good-for-nothing children: 'Look at Tang San, then look at yourself—you don't even know what you're doing at the academy all day; don't end up failing to get into the Intermediate Soul Master Academy.'

Xiao Wu's name is not on that list, simply because her cultural studies are terrible, and she often sleeps in class or outright skips it; if it weren't for her extraordinary talent in cultivating soul power, she would have broken through to Great Soul Master before age ten, and now she has even received several olive branches from Intermediate Soul Master Academies offering early admission.

As for the academy, they likely expelled Xiao Wu long ago for constantly disrupting class discipline and frequently forming cliques to fight others.

(End of Chapter)