I am Yuan Ling'er, a reborn person.
In my previous life, under my father's protection, I lived a good life. By the time I was twenty-three, I had already reached level seventy as a Soul Saint.
I thought this life would continue
until
my father told me that
he was a member of the Spirit Hall.
At that time, the Spirit Hall had already established the Spirit Empire and was fighting against the allied forces of the two great empires.
My father said that
he had to go back to contribute to the Spirit Hall.
I wanted to go with him,
but my father refused.
He told me definitively that
the Spirit Hall would definitely lose, and that my going would be suicide.
I asked him, "Since the Spirit Hall is bound to lose, wouldn't you be going to your death too?"
He told me that this was his destiny, and he couldn't escape it.
He went to the battlefield.
Later, as expected,
the Spirit Hall was defeated.
That bastard named Sea God said he would treat the surrendered Spirit Hall members well,
but he cut off my father's head and
hung it on the city wall
because my father had injured a person named Xiao Wu.
I began to cultivate relentlessly, day and night, intending to avenge my father after reaching level 100 and becoming a god.
During my travels across the continent, I witnessed many tragedies.
The Heaven Dou Empire and the Star Luo Empire divided up the Spirit Hall's territory, their armies sweeping through the land;
the Golden Crocodile Clan vanished from history, their lineage completely severed;
all adult males of the Lower Four Sects were executed, and only children with innate spirit power below level five were spared, effectively extinguishing the future of the Lower Four Sects;
the former Holy Maiden of the Spirit Empire had her spirit power sealed, and after being violated by several generals one night, she committed suicide in agony. To cover up this scandal, the two empires fabricated a clumsy excuse—
the Holy Maiden was loyal and intended to follow the Pope;
as for the Spirit Hall's supreme leader after its defeat, the former Angel God,
no one dared to touch him openly,
but
I knew these things in secret,
and I believe Tang San knew them too,
but Tang San did nothing and did nothing.
Later, I understood that this was at Tang San's behest;
otherwise, how could the emperors of the two empires dare to purge the former members of the Spirit Hall?
Because the Sea God is a god,
his hands cannot be dirty.
Many years later, I reached level ninety-nine.
After discovering that Tang San and his group had almost monopolized all the divine inheritances on the continent,
I embarked on a difficult path—
creating my own divine position.
But I failed.
In my final moments,
I thought,
if I could go back in time,
I would definitely walk ahead of Tang San,
following his path until he had nowhere to go.
When I inadvertently regained my memories of my past life,
I found myself back at six years old.
I wanted to tell my 'resurrected' father everything,
but I found that a strange rule was preventing me from
speaking. I couldn't say it at all.
Not only could I not say it, but
I also couldn't openly show my father that I was a reborn person,
otherwise,
I would die.
This was a feeling from a former quasi-god level powerhouse.
But even so, I had already planned my future path.
In this life,
I would make Tang San
pay for his blood debt!
Class 1, Grade 1,
is the elite class of the junior soul master academy. Its students are basically the best among the new students,
such as Lu Wei,
who caused a sensation at the school gate earlier.
However, Class 1, Grade 1, isn't Lu Wei's stage right now.
"What's your name?"
Lu Wei spoke arrogantly to a chubby boy wearing glasses.
After speaking,
he glanced at Yuan Ling'er behind him. Finding that Yuan Ling'er wasn't paying attention to him,
Lu Wei decided to be even more aggressive to attract Yuan Ling'er's attention.
"Hey, I'm asking you a question, chubby boy."
After speaking,
he glanced at Yuan Ling'er again.
He had just registered with Yuan Ling'er, and
after seeing Yuan Ling'er's thousand-year soul ring, he decisively decided to become Yuan Ling'er's lackey—
something his father had taught him.
"My name is A-Jie. If you don't like calling me that, you can just call me Brother Jie. I can handle it." The chubby boy with glasses was clearly not easily intimidated and didn't flinch at Lu Wei's provocation, directly retorting.
"Hmph, you're so lame." Lu Wei poked A-Jie arrogantly.
A-Jie raised an eyebrow, put away his glasses, and smiled contemptuously: "So, you're very brave~"
"Please, I'm super brave, okay!" Lu Wei's nose practically reached the sky.
"Bang—"
A-Jie punched Lu Wei to the ground, then straddled him and continued beating the little boy.
"I'll teach you to be brave! I'll teach you to be brave! I'll teach you to be brave!" "
Ah! Stop! Stop it! Don't fight anymore!"
Several girls screamed.
The commotion also attracted Yuan Ling'er's attention.
At this moment, Yuan Ling'er was thinking about how to stop Tang San in the future.
In her opinion, Tang San and his companions, the Shrek Seven Devils, were a major scourge to the Yuan family in the future and had to be eliminated as soon as possible.
And
the best way to eliminate a force was
to have the same force herself.
Tang San has the Shrek Seven Devils, so
why can't I, Yuan Ling'er, have the Yuan family's Seven Devils?
Thinking this,
Yuan Ling'er looked at A-Jie and Lu Wei, who were rolling on the ground.
"Martial Soul, Possession!"
Lu Wei broke free from A-Jie's grasp and shouted.
A blade of grass sprouted from Lu Wei's hand, green with fuzz on it, and conspicuously, a yellow hundred-year soul ring.
"Lu Wei, Martial Soul: Reed, Level 11, One-Ring Soul Master."
Lu Wei formally introduced himself, and
the girls around him were already staring at him
. "Martial Soul Possession!"
A-Jie shouted as well. His
short hair instantly grew long, cascading down his back, his nose became like a pig's, his eyes became long like crescent moons, and fangs protruded from his lower lip.
"A-Jie, Martial Soul: Pig, Level 10 Soul Warrior."
A-Jie didn't have any Soul Rings, but his aura surpassed Lu Wei's.
Lu Wei was like a helpless little rabbit in front of Brother Jie, constantly retreating.
Yuan Ling'er carefully observed A-Jie's clothes.
The material wasn't very good.
Although he wasn't a work-study student, his family probably wasn't as wealthy as Lu Wei's.
This also explained why A-Jie was very strong but didn't have any Soul Rings.
Because A-Jie's family simply couldn't afford to give their child Soul Rings.
The Soul Beast Forest is a state-controlled area. To enter, one needs a token from the Spirit Hall and guarantees from three nobles.
Commoner Soul Masters simply don't have these qualifications.
They can only venture into the wild Soul Beast Forest,
where, without a powerful protector, the chances of survival are slim.
Therefore, most commoner Soul Masters obtain their first Soul Ring by hunting any Soul Beast,
typically a ten-year Soul Ring.
A-Jie is probably not that kind of person; he has his own ideas and ambitions, wanting a hundred-year Soul Ring, which is why he has been cultivating without acquiring one.
After making his deductions,
Yuan Ling'er chuckled and
stepped between the two.
"You two are very good. Interested in joining my team?"
"Who are you? I'm willing!"
Lu Wei readily agreed. He had seen Yuan Ling'er's thousand-year Soul Ring and had no objection to becoming her subordinate.
But things were more complicated for A-Jie.
"I'm not willing,"
A-Jie stubbornly insisted. "I won't be a noble's lackey."
"Who are you calling a lackey!" Lu Wei immediately became furious.
"Isn't this a roundabout way of insulting him?!"
"I'm not a nobleman. I'm just inviting you to join a team; it won't significantly limit your future,"
Yuan Ling'er explained.
"..." A-Jie didn't speak, but his eyes clearly showed disbelief.
"I can help you obtain your first spirit ring, a hundred-year spirit ring," Yuan Ling'er unleashed her ultimate move. "In this class, only the two of you are worthy of my attention, and I really hope you'll join."
"How can you guarantee that?"
A-Jie was tempted.
Just as Yuan Ling'er had guessed, A-Jie's family simply couldn't afford the price of a hundred-year spirit ring.
"I won't go back on my word," Yuan Ling'er released her Light Goddess Butterfly spirit, a thousand-year-old purple spirit ring floating in the dazzling light.
A thousand-year-old first spirit ring!
"I'll join."
Seeing the thousand-year spirit ring, A-Jie felt relieved.
On the continent, strength reigns supreme, and he believed
the guarantee of a future Title Douluo . "So, what's our team called?" Lu Wei, being the more lively type, asked, bouncing around. Finally, I've become a lackey of a future Title Douluo! Excited! "Annihilate three groups ." Yuan Ling'er said casually, yet through gritted teeth, "Annihilate three!" (End of Chapter)