Luo Fancheng heard the voice and his mind stirred, displaying the Martial Soul information while simultaneously claiming his rewards.
[The Strongest Beast Martial Soul of All Ages: Chaos Ancestral Dragon!]
[The primordial true dragon that existed before the chaos was born, the progenitor of the dragon race, the leader of all beasts. After the true spirit's extinction, it coincidentally transformed into the host's Martial Soul. Upgrade it, and you will forge an invincible legend.]
[The Strongest Tool Martial Soul of All Ages: Damaged Green Lotus!]
[A legendary mysterious treasure, severely damaged, attracted by great fortune, and became the host's Martial Soul by chance. Develop it, and you will uncover special surprises.]
[The host has successfully claimed the rewards.]
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[Reward One: Ancestral Dragon Devouring Heaven Technique! True Dragon Nine Transformations, each transformation reaching a new height, and after the ninth, chaos reappears.]
[Reward Two: A piece of parchment! There are nine unknown mysterious treasure lands on the Hunwu Continent, hiding great opportunities related to the host's Martial Soul. This map points to one of them.]
Hiss—
Damn, these two Martial Souls are so domineering.
Luo Fancheng took a deep breath, feeling exhilarated. He never expected that the seemingly weak Little Mudfish and Green Lotus had such heaven-defying origins, truly overwhelming.
A piece of parchment silently appeared in his lapel, and at the same time, it felt as if thousands of dragons roared in his mind, swearing allegiance to a terrifying phantom. A grand and domineering supreme technique was deeply imprinted in his mind, as if it were an innate memory.
Only a few breaths had passed in the outside world.
"Please wait!"
A shout came from behind Luo Fancheng. It was none other than Long Tao, who had been standing dazed since Luo Fancheng finished speaking.
Long Tao rushed over to block Luo Fancheng's path, causing Village Chief Lu and the others to change their expressions.
They thought to themselves that this guy might be planning to revert to his old ways of bullying the weak now that he thought Fancheng's Martial Soul was useless, seeking revenge.
The noblewoman and the young girl watching from the shadows were also intrigued by the scene.
Luo Fancheng asked, "What do you mean by this?"
Long Tao adjusted his clothes, then clasped his hands and bowed respectfully to Luo Fancheng, performing a disciple's salute.
Everyone was stunned; this scene was completely unexpected.
Long Tao pursed his lips and said, "I've always hated my commoner status. It's not so much hatred as it is inferiority, unable to face my own origins."
"Harsh to commoners, servile to the strong, I've long lost myself in this chaotic world, becoming the very person I despised in my youth, trapped without realizing it."
"Your words were like a thunderclap, awakening me, helping me find my true self. Why can't a commoner have dignity?"
Luo Fancheng looked at the emotional Long Tao and thoughtfully said, "Your cultivation speed should be much slower than before, right?"
Long Tao widened his eyes, "How did you know? Amazing!"
Luo Fancheng shook his head and smiled, "It's not that amazing, just a wild guess."
"It's just that your mind is cluttered, lost in your true self. How can you focus on cultivation? It will definitely be slow."
Luo Fancheng's tone softened, giving Long Tao a deep look.
"You must know that currying favor is a way to survive, but not the path of the strong. As Soul Masters, we must strive forward, or how can we talk about breaking through?"
His words once again shocked everyone around. Su Jiuer couldn't understand where this little man got such insights.
The noblewoman watching secretly was also taken aback. How could this young man have such heaven-defying comprehension, speaking the true essence of a strong heart with just one sentence?
It's known that many Soul Masters who can't break through their cultivation bottlenecks aren't due to lack of talent, but because of issues with their mindset.
A prodigy at such a young age... the noblewoman silently acknowledged.
"Teacher, he's amazing," the young girl said crisply.
"Yes, this child is very good," the noblewoman nodded. "He hasn't even started cultivating yet, but he has such enlightenment. His future is limitless."
The girl sighed, "But his Martial Soul..."
"As the Holy Maiden, you must not be as short-sighted as ordinary people," the noblewoman said. "Martial Souls can still be improved through opportunities, but this kind of comprehension and talent is one in a million."
The girl secretly clicked her tongue. Her teacher, the Female Pope, held power over the world and had high standards, with few able to catch her eye.
Even the incredibly talented Holy Son could only earn a "fool" evaluation from the teacher, yet now she favored this handsome young man from the mountain village. Truly remarkable.
"That's all I have to say, farewell." Luo Fancheng looked at the once again stunned Long Tao and walked away.
Just a few steps out, he heard Long Tao's ecstatic voice.
"Hahaha, I get it, I've finally completely unraveled my years-long mental knot!"
"Boom!"
Long Tao let out a long, hearty roar, and the Lizard Dragon Martial Soul appeared behind him. It was as if the shackles within him had been broken, his soul power increased, and to everyone's astonishment, he broke through right on the spot.
His talent was a fifth-grade Martial Soul, but he had been stuck at level twenty-nine for years without breaking through, never knowing where the problem lay, becoming increasingly depressed and extreme. Now, with one breakthrough, reaching level thirty, his mood was indescribable.
After the breakthrough, Long Tao immediately knelt and bowed to Luo Fancheng, full of sincerity.
"Thank you for your guidance. I will never forget such a great kindness."
"No need for that, I was just rambling," Luo Fancheng said with a wry smile. Who would have thought this guy would break through just like that? Ridiculous.
"You're too modest," Long Tao shook his head.
"Stand up," Luo Fancheng said with a strange look, a bit uncomfortable. "I still prefer your old rebellious self."
"Ahem."
Long Tao's mouth twitched, and after getting up, he saluted in the direction of the villagers, making them feel uneasy.
"I apologize for my previous disrespectful words. Please don't take it to heart, just let it go."
The villagers were stunned, internally exclaiming, "Damn."
They only knew that Luo Fancheng was amazing at hunting, but his way with words was just as impressive. The contrast in Long Tao's behavior was too great.
Long Tao said angrily:
"Benefactor, even if the Fourth Worshipper and the Holy Son look down on you, I still think you're amazing. If the Temple doesn't want you, there's always a place for you. You can try the Soul Master Academy of the Azure Dragon Empire and slap them in the face in the future."
"Who said the Temple doesn't want him?"
A cold, authoritative female voice rang out, like a phoenix's cry.
Everyone looked in the direction of the voice, and the space tore open. Two tall, graceful figures emerged from a pitch-black portal.
Everyone's hearts trembled, not because of their strength, but because the two women before them were simply too beautiful.
The noblewoman's curvaceous figure was tightly wrapped in a golden palace dress, her wine-red waterfall-like hair cascading down.
Her snow-white swan neck adorned with a sapphire necklace, her long, slender legs in high-heeled boots, exuding an indescribable noble aura, with phoenix eyes radiating the majesty of a superior.
The other young girl had a neat purple ponytail, lively eyes, lips like rose petals, youthful and charming.
A short skirt hugged her shapely hips, revealing her fair legs, stepping in black leather boots.
Luo Fancheng was momentarily lost in thought.
Since arriving on the Hunwu Continent, aside from Su Jiuer, he had never seen two women who could outshine all the socialites and beauties of his past life.
"Pope... Your Holiness the Pope!" Long Tao, seeing the peerless beauty as if stepping out of a painting, was instantly terrified, his legs trembling.
"Hehe, you bad guy, you actually recognize my teacher?" The young girl laughed with a lark-like lightness.
Cold sweat dripped from Long Tao. The Temple's offerings were reclusive and rarely seen, so it was normal for him not to have met them, but how could he not know the person before him?
The decisive and world-renowned Female Pope, Di Weiyang.
"I once had the honor of admiring a portrait of Your Holiness."
The Female Pope's phoenix eyes turned to the ethereal Luo Fancheng, her red lips parting as she coldly asked again.
"Was it you who said the Temple doesn't want him?"
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