Tracks led them to a deep ravine where the spiritual pressure grew heavy. Even Bibi Dong paused for a moment.
"It's near."
Hu Liena stepped closer to Su Chen. "You sure you can take on something older than fifteen hundred years?"
Su Chen's reply was soft. "I'll win."
Then he looked at Bibi Dong. "With your permission, I'll engage it alone."
Bibi Dong's lips tightened. "Why 1,500 years? You could have picked an easier ring."
Su Chen raised his head. "Because that's the boundary where most say a child will die."
"And I want to break that belief."
For a moment, her heart stirred.
You're too much like…
She stopped herself.
"…Fine," she said. "But I'll step in if your life is truly in danger."
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The Hunt Begins
The spirit beast emerged from the mists like a phantom—a Crystal Serpent Vine Beast, over 50 meters long, its body covered in gleaming purple-blue scales, glowing faintly with poison and ancient aura.
1,500 years old.
Terrifying.
Its eyes locked on Su Chen—and the ground trembled.
Hu Liena stepped back instinctively.
But Su Chen stepped forward.
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The Battle
No soul skill. No ring glow.
Just a summoned Trident—sleek, glowing faintly, forged through his will.
This wasn't a natural soul skill—it was something Su Chen created himself through two lifetimes of knowledge.
A fusion of Douluo logic and cultivation theory from another world.
He gripped the trident and took a stance he invented—not of strength, but of precision.
Then—
He moved.
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Flashes of silver and shadow clashed as the serpent lunged, vines lashing out like blades. Su Chen ducked, spun, and drove the trident into a joint in its armor-like skin.
The serpent screamed.
His strikes weren't flashy—but each one pierced exactly where it hurt.
Bibi Dong watched from above, unmoving—but her eyes had sharpened.
She saw what others would miss.
His movements were too perfect.
Like someone who had studied beasts before ever facing one.
And for a moment—just a moment—she forgot he was only 9.
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The Kill
A final leap. A twist of his body midair. The trident crackled with a thin, silvery energy born of his self-created path.
He struck.
The serpent roared, coiled, then collapsed—its massive body twitching as the light in its eyes faded.
Silence returned.
Then a purple ring rose from the corpse—spinning gently, glowing with maturity and ancient power.
Su Chen landed on his feet, breathing steadily.
He turned.
And looked directly at Bibi Dong.
"I told you."
"I would create history."
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Later – Ring Absorption
As he sat to absorb the ring, Hu Liena stood watch silently.
Bibi Dong, from a short distance, stared at him—not as a student or child—but as something else entirely.
Not even Golden Generation prodigies could craft their own style at this age.
This boy…
He's not just breaking limits. He's rewriting them.
....
2nd Soul Ring – Purple (1,500 Year)
Martial Soul: Can (Food-Type)
Soul Skill Name: Abyssal Corrosion Brew
Category: Destructive Utility – Poison / Corrosion
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Skill Description:
From the outside, it seems innocent—a metal can with glistening, fruity liquid sloshing inside. But one drop is enough to terrify any Spirit Master below the 40th rank.
This isn't a healing drink.
It's a toxin brewed from destruction itself.
Upon activation, the soul ring creates a juice-like corrosive liquid, sealed in Su Chen's signature food-style container.
The liquid is no ordinary acid—it mimics the molecular behavior of corrosive fluids from Su Chen's past life knowledge: it behaves like hydrochloric acid fused with spirit energy, yet far more devastating.
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Effect in Battle:
When thrown or sprayed, it clings to the target's soul energy—ignoring standard armor or spiritual defenses.
Within seconds, it begins dissolving soul force channels and damaging both the internal and external body.
The effect is exponential against spirit masters below Rank 35, who often lack purification-type skills to remove it.
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Real Battle Results:
During mock duels or actual fights, Su Chen uses the Can as if tossing a drink bottle.
Enemies laugh—
Until it lands.
Then screams follow.
Even defensive-type spirit masters can't resist the corrosive effect for more than 10 seconds without serious injuries.
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Hidden Frightening Potential:
While this is just a food-type soul skill, the genius lies in how Su Chen designed it.
> He turned something meant for comfort—into a weapon of irreversible damage.
And all this... without even using his main martial soul.
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Now Consider This:
What if he adds his true martial soul—the Trident?
In terms of raw force and precision, his trident martial soul, even without soul skills, already allows him to rival a low-tier Soul King (Rank 50+).
With one or two properly developed soul skills in the future?
> A child… could bring fear to Soul Emperors.
---
Bibi Dong knew it when she saw the ring form:
> This is no ordinary genius. This is a Fate Destroyer in the making.
And when others finally realize it…
It may already be too late.
.....
Su Chen sat in meditation, the second soul ring slowly circling him in a majestic purple glow. The dead body of the Crystal Vine Serpent Beast was already starting to dissolve into energy. A light mist rose into the canopy.
Nearby, Hu Liena stood stiffly… her mouth slightly open, eyes wide in disbelief.
> "W-What… did you just say?"
Su Chen opened one eye, calm as always.
> "It's a juice that behaves like destructive corrosion. Once it touches someone, it melts through soul power and body alike. They will scream like they were place in hell won't even scream for long."
He blinked innocently.
> "It's... destructive juice."
Hu Liena's legs nearly gave out.
> "WHAT KIND OF FOOD-TYPE SKILL IS THAT?!"
She stared at him, then the empty "can" floating near him, glowing faintly with spiritual energy and a sharp acidic scent. She instinctively took a step back, almost bumping into Bibi Dong.
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Hu Liena's Thoughts (In Panic)
"This... This isn't food-type—it's chemical warfare!"
"God forbid some idiot ever picks a fight with him thinking he's just a harmless support-type. May their ancestors protect their foolish souls."
Then she muttered softly, "I hope those who face this devil brother aren't brainless idiots..."
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In Front of Bibi Dong
Still a bit overwhelmed, Hu Liena turned to her teacher, trying to steady herself. But instead of staying calm, she blurted out—
> "Teacher, isn't he incredible?! I mean, just look at how efficient and ruthless his thinking is! And the precision! And that weird genius-level knowledge of chemistry—he just casually made something that breaks through defensive soul shields like it's nothing!"
Bibi Dong raised an eyebrow.
> "Hu Liena."
"Y-Yes, teacher?"
> "Are you his senior or his fan?"
Hu Liena blinked—then froze.
> "Wait... I'm the senior. I'm the senior! He's younger than me by three years!"
But it was too late. Her pride had been swallowed up by sheer awe.
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Bibi Dong's Inner Thoughts
She watched both her disciples—Su Chen meditating quietly, soul ring spinning in perfect balance… and Hu Liena, now nervously biting her lip, glancing between her teacher and her devilish little "brother."
And for the first time in years—
Bibi Dong smirked.
> "Let the world keep watching Hu Liena as Spirit Hall's saint."
> "But the shadow behind her… may become something far more terrifying."