Douluo Continent: The Angel of the Dead, Shrek's Revenge

"Although it's hard to believe, it's true. My first martial soul is the Death Spider Emperor, and my second martial soul is the Soul Devouring Spider Emperor. I perfectly inherited my mother's twin martial souls."

Qin Chuan explained, "Ten thousand years ago, something happened that led to my death. My mother ordered people to find ten-thousand-year-old ice from the far north to freeze me completely. I didn't wake up until five years ago."

During the brief silence, Jing Hongchen's mind raced through everything.

"Wait a minute, what's the deal with Qian Hanxue and Ye Guyi being your sisters? And what about the mother who sent you to school? You've confused me completely." Jing Hongchen felt that the more he tried to figure it out, the more confused he became.

“All explanations would be so pale and powerless, so please come with me.”

Qin Chuan grasped Jing Hongchen's large hand and silently prayed, "System, open the passage to the parallel universe."

"Ding dong, one hundred revenge points have been deducted, and the passage has been opened."

A black hole quietly appeared inside the closed office, and its astonishing suction force sucked Jing Hongchen and Qin Chuan into it before disappearing.

Parallel universe, Spirit Hall.

Jing Hongchen opened her eyes and was immediately shocked by the bustling scene before her, her eyes widening in disbelief.

In the unfamiliar city, a monorail soul-guided train was laid on the ground, and many men and women dressed in the robes of the Spirit Hall boarded the train in an orderly manner.

Shops specializing in rare metals lined both sides of the street, and even the surrounding architecture was completely different from that of the Sun and Moon Empire.

"Where is this?" Jing Hongchen asked, looking around at the unfamiliar surroundings.

"This is the Spirit Hall from ten thousand years ago, or in other words, another time and space. Grandpa, welcome to the era of the Spirit Hall," Qin Chuan said with a smile.

Chapter 39 Recruiting Xuan Ziwen into the Spirit Hall

After a brief silence, Jing Hongchen uttered a profound question: "You're saying this is the Spirit Hall? How is that possible?!"

The unfamiliar city before him was filled with soul-guided devices; if he were told it was one of the cities in the Douluo Continent, Jing Hongchen would believe it.

It's important to know that Soul Tools didn't exist on the Douluo Continent ten thousand years ago. It was only after the collision caused by the continental drift four thousand years ago that Soul Tools appeared on the historical stage of the Douluo Continent.

Faced with Jing Hongchen's question, Qin Chuan smiled calmly: "This is indeed the Spirit Hall, but we learned about the Spirit Guidance Technology in advance. The main reason is that we invited a level nine Spirit Master to help us."

"A level nine Soul Master? Invite him here?" Jing Hongchen's heart skipped a beat, and he suddenly had an ominous premonition. Could this be considered "inviting" him here?

However, Jing Hongchen quickly dispelled his worries. He followed Qin Chuan to the Spirit Hall's classroom, which specialized in teaching soul guidance technology. Upon closer inspection, his brows furrowed deeper and deeper.

"This is not the orthodox way of making soul tools. What kind of method does that level nine soul tool master use?"

"The Thunder God Douluo from the Holy Spirit Cult."

"What?! It was him!"

"You know him?"

"I know your grandfather, who is one of the top level nine soul masters in the Sun Moon Empire. He is ruthless and often has some ingenious ideas when making soul tools, but every time those ingenious ideas appear, they will cause a bloodbath."

Jing Hongchen slowly recounted: "More than a decade ago, Ming Lei Douluo stirred up a bloody storm in the Sun Moon Empire in order to create a level nine Soul Master. In the end, he was hunted down by several level nine Soul Masters of the Empire and disappeared without a trace. I never expected that you would... invite him here."

"I realized this as well. It's true that Nether Thunder Douluo is a genuine level nine soul master, but the key is that he takes a different approach to level nine soul mastery. If he continues to teach like this, I'm really afraid that all the younger generation of disciples in the Spirit Hall will turn into evil soul masters. Therefore, in recent years, I've only let him teach the making of the first five levels of soul tools. I dare not let him teach the rest," Qin Chuan said helplessly.

Jing Hongchen nodded slightly after hearing this: "I think I understand what you mean."

"But before that, can you tell me what exactly happened?"

Faced with the lingering doubts in Jing Hongchen's heart, Qin Chuan smiled slightly and gestured for her to proceed.

The two walked through Wuhun City, and Qin Chuan introduced everything about the place as he spoke, saying, "This is how it happened..."

The Spirit Hall, after its massive expansion, was enormous. Even after Qin Chuan finished recounting what had happened to him, the two still hadn't explored the entire city.

Upon hearing this, Jing Hongchen was extremely shocked and nodded repeatedly: "So that's how it is! No wonder you did the deed of the first generation of Shrek Seven Devils statues, and left those eight big characters in the sky above Shrek Academy."

"A blood feud spanning millennia will be settled today."

“You certainly have the right to leave these eight words behind.”

Qin Chuan and Jing Hongchen sat down respectively.

Qin Chuan said, "I need your help."

"Just let me know if you need anything." Jing Hongchen agreed without much thought.

Regardless of the fact that Qin Chuan is his future grandson-in-law, Qin Chuan has the entire Spirit Hall backing him up, and his mother and sister are even more important figures who will become gods in the future.

Jing Hongchen thought it was a sure thing that she would make a profit.

"I need Teacher Xuan Ziwen's help. His understanding of soul tools is unparalleled. He is one of the most talented soul masters and will surely become a level nine soul master in the future. I need him to be responsible for teaching the disciples of the Spirit Hall."

After thinking for a moment, Jing Hongchen slowly nodded: "Teacher Xuan is indeed someone I value, otherwise I wouldn't have let him be in charge of teaching the three of you. I have no problem agreeing, but we still need to respect Teacher Xuan's own opinion."

"You don't need to worry about that. My sister has already gone to negotiate with them beforehand."

"Really?"

Sun Moon Royal Soul Master Academy, Third Experimental Zone.

"It's Hanxue. What can I do for you?" Xuan Ziwen put down his experiment and asked Qian Renxue, who had suddenly appeared before him.

"Teacher Xuan, is something bothering you?"

Faced with Qian Renxue's sudden and inexplicable question, Xuan Ziwen immediately became interested. This was the first time he had heard her ask such a question. In the past, she would ask about the making of soul tools. What was wrong with her today?

"Yes, I need a place where I can really showcase my talents."

"You are already a member of Mingde Hall, and you will surely become a level nine Soul Master in the future. Your future is bright. Can't the Sun Moon Empire let you show your skills?"

"...There are some things you don't understand. The current Crown Prince, Xu Tianran, advocates war and has tried to win over Dean Jing Hongchen more than once. A large-scale war that will sweep across the continent in the future is inevitable. I am just a soul tool researcher. What I need is a quiet environment, free from intrigue and deceit. I hope there is no war. I just want to immerse myself in the world of soul tools."

Qian Renxue nodded in deep agreement after hearing this: "Some things are ultimately unavoidable, and we can only accept them."

Then, Qian Renxue changed the subject: "If there were a strange world where soul tools had not yet been developed, where rare metals were abundant and the environment was favorable, even war would not hinder you. You would only need to teach a group of disciples with talents as outstanding as mine. Would you be willing?"

Xuan Ziwen chuckled after hearing this: "How could such a place possibly exist?"

"What if it really is?" Qian Renxue smiled faintly.

Xuan Ziwen gradually realized that the other party must have some unspeakable secret or some ulterior motive for coming to find him.

"Even if such a place truly exists as you say, then where is it? As far as I know, apart from the Sun Moon Empire, the three kingdoms of Douluo Continent are quite resistant to soul tools. The place you mentioned... should not belong to Douluo Continent, right?"

Qian Renxue smiled without saying a word, and gestured for him to follow. Xuan Ziwen immediately became interested and followed Qian Renxue out of the laboratory, eventually arriving at Jing Hongchen's office.

"The dean's office? Why did you bring me here?"

"Teacher Xuan will find out soon."

The two arrived shortly after the door to the recently closed dean's office opened.

Qian Renxue took a step back, and just as Xuan Ziwen was about to step inside, he was swallowed by the black hole and his figure disappeared.

"Teacher Xuan, you're still too naive," Qian Renxue said with a smile.

Xuan Ziwen felt dizzy, as if he had just been on a roller coaster.

He slapped his forehead, and the moment he opened his eyes, the scene before him truly shocked him.

Like Jing Hongchen, who was visiting Wuhun City for the first time, Xuan Ziwen was extremely interested in the many soul tool buildings in the city, including the rare metal shops on both sides of the street.

He didn't even notice whether Qian Renxue was beside him, and started strolling around on his own.

When Jing Hongchen and Qin Chuan found Xuan Ziwen, they were surprised to find him arguing with an elder who was in charge of teaching the disciples of the Spirit Hall. The two were arguing so heatedly that their faces turned red.

"Who told you to teach me like this? Is this red iron even used to make soul tools?"

"Who are you?! Do you even know anything about soul tools? If you're so capable, why don't you make one and see what happens?"

"Let's give it a try!"

Xuan Ziwen took the plunge himself, his eyes focused intently as he held the carving knife. He cut quickly, his movements blurring into afterimages.

The Spirit Hall elder, who had been so arrogant just moments before, was immediately speechless after seeing Xuan Ziwen's actions, and then... he couldn't understand it at all.

After all, the Thunder God only taught the creation of level 5 soul tools before it was abruptly stopped. If he had continued teaching, the student would have truly developed into an evil soul master.

Soon, Xuan Ziwen threw the completed soul tool over.

"This is how soul tools are made."

The elder instinctively reached out and took it, about to ask who Xuan Ziwen was, but the next second he saw Qin Chuan and immediately shut up.

Xuan Ziwen naturally noticed the dean and Qin Chuan, so he stepped forward and asked, "Dean, what exactly is this place? The professor's soul tool is simply... too unorthodox, it's practically a heretical teaching method."

Upon hearing this, Jing Hongchen laughed and said, "A level nine soul master who is actually an evil soul master will naturally teach extreme methods. Xiao Chuan came to me precisely because he realized this."

After Jing Hongchen explained everything, Xuan Ziwen's expression was shocked, and his eyes became even brighter.

He finally understood the true meaning behind Qian Hanxue's words to him. Looking at the undeveloped virgin land before him, a burning ambition ignited in Xuan Ziwen's heart.

Qin Chuan said, "Teacher Xuan, I would like to formally hire you as my Soul Guidance Technology Consultant for the Spirit Hall, responsible for correcting the misguided Soul Guidance technology. What do you think?"

"Don't say anything more, when are you going to take office?" Xuan Ziwen asked impatiently.

They were currently in the central area of ​​the Spirit Hall, where a sparring match between Spirit Masters was taking place in the huge plaza in front of them. This was meant to help them compete and improve.

But all of this seemed glaringly obvious to Xuan Ziwen, and he was unhappy with it no matter how he looked at it.

A wicked soul master came to teach how to make soul tools. Although the other party was indeed a level nine soul master, the teaching method was too extreme. Some things that needed attention were ignored, and some things that were ignored were deliberately emphasized and amplified.

Everyone in the Spirit Hall is taking unorthodox approaches. To change all this, we need a master like Xuan Ziwen.

"Anytime is fine." Qin Chuan smiled and nodded, it seemed that Teacher Xuan had agreed.

"Alright, please gather the high-ranking members of the Spirit Hall immediately. I want them to truly understand what real soul tool manufacturing is."

With Xuan Ziwen joining the Spirit Hall, there were some doubts before, since they had been learning about soul tools for four years and had always done so.

If one day someone suddenly comes along and says you're doing something wrong, who would be convinced?

But Xuan Ziwen proved with his actions what true soul tool making really is.

In less than three months, Xuan Ziwen forcibly straightened out the style that had been led astray by Ming Lei Douluo, and the development of the Spirit Hall's soul guidance technology got back on track.

Chapter 40 Qin Chuan's First Million-Year Soul Bone

"Ding dong, Bibi Dong used the Rakshasa Demon Scythe to kill a former Shrek Academy student, a level 86 Soul Douluo, and was rewarded with 9600 revenge points."

Current revenge value: 1506000

At night, Qin Chuan lay in his dormitory, looking at the 1.5 million revenge points in front of him, and his mood became complicated.

Resurrection of the Dead: 1500000

[Resurrect the Dead]: This ability brings the deceased back to the current time period (it will not affect the timeline).

Qin Chuan considered making a choice several times, but in the end, he slowly lowered his raised hand.

"With our great grudge unavenged, the most important thing is to improve our strength."

Qin Chuan apologized to his mother, sister, and grandfather in his heart, then swiped open the shop and entered the Soul Bone page.

One million five hundred thousand hatred points can be exchanged for fifteen ten-thousand-year soul bones. If Qin Chuan is willing, he can collect a whole set in one night.

Qin Chuan had already planned that his soul bones should be mainly composed of dragon soul beasts.

Dragons hold a top position among soul beasts; their bodies are powerful enough to make it easier for them to condense a Yin-Yang complementary dual soul core in the future.

The nine sons of the dragon naturally became Qin Chuan's primary target.

"We should be able to find two soul bones on the Water Dragon King and Fire Dragon King at the bottom of the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well. As for the other seven dragon kings, let me take a look."

As the Mountain Dragon King, the leader of the nine Dragon Kings, Qin Chuan naturally focused his attention on his exchange list.

The Mountain Dragon King's head bone, torso bone, left and right arm bones, and left and right leg bones, together amount to a total of six million revenge points.

Qin Chuan was secretly amazed. It would probably take a large-scale war to collect so much revenge points.

Qin Chuan said, "System, help me exchange for the Mountain Dragon King's million-year-old torso bone."

"Ding dong, you have exchanged the Mountain Dragon King's million-year-old torso bone for yourself, and one million revenge points have been deducted."

Current revenge value: 506000

Qin Chuan suddenly felt the surrounding space collapse, and a terrifying pressure as heavy as a mountain descended. The tables, chairs, and benches in the room could not withstand the pressure and all turned into dust.

Qin Chuan's bones were cracking all over. He gritted his teeth and slowly raised his head to see the million-year-old skeleton of the Mountain Dragon King that suddenly appeared in front of him.

The soul bone in front of him was yellowish-brown, and Qin Chuan's pupils shrank the next second.

The million-year-old skeleton before him materialized into a phantom image of a mountain dragon king the size of a mountain. The dragon king lowered its head, its earth-yellow dragon eyes scrutinizing Qin Chuan from head to toe.