Once the idea was made up, Lin Chen immediately put it into action.
He left Notting Academy and headed straight for the busiest arena in Notting City.
The staff member in charge of registration saw that Lin Chen was only six or seven years old. He kindly reminded the child that fighting spirits could cause injuries. He wanted Lin Chen to back down, but Lin Chen was adamant.
When registering his identity, the staff member in charge of registration looked up and asked him his title.
Lin Chen lowered his eyes and uttered four words softly:
"Evil is destroyed."
Cold, domineering, and aggressive, he doesn't seem like someone who possesses three useless martial souls: Blue Silver Grass, Black Iron Hammer, and Luo Sanpao.
The staff member paused for a moment, but didn't think much of it and casually entered the information.
In the ensuing battles, Lin Chen didn't use his full strength at all, and he didn't even bother to unleash his soul skills. He simply relied on the physical strength of his Vajra Indestructible Body and the strange force-dissipating effect of the Northern Darkness Divine Art to sweep away all other soul masters of the same level.
His fist and foot techniques were simple and direct, each move crisp and clean. After several matches, he won every game, and the heavy weight of gold soul coins fell into his pocket.
Although it wasn't a windfall, it completely solved the immediate problem of needing cultivation resources.
Having earned his first sum of start-up capital, Lin Chen didn't linger and turned to leave the Soul Arena.
As night fell, he returned to Notting College.
Unlike the crowded dormitories he had been in before, after he defeated Tang San in one move, the academy's higher-ups immediately recognized his potential and, without hesitation, assigned him a quiet and comfortable single room.
For Notting Academy, recruiting a student who can easily defeat Tang San is a trivial matter, and a single room is not worth mentioning at all.
Lin Chen pushed open the door and entered the room, then closed it behind him.
The room was clean and tidy, with tables, chairs, and beds all provided.
He had just sat down in the chair, preparing to start writing and pondering his manuscript, when suddenly a pair of long ears peeked out from under the bed, and a snow-white figure darted onto the bed, curled up into a ball, and comfortably claimed half of the bed—
It was that mischievous rabbit that always liked to sneak in and sleep on my bed.
Lin Chen glanced at it but didn't chase it away.
It's just a little guy, but he can still bring some life to his quiet room.
He withdrew his gaze, tapped his fingertips lightly on the table, and began to seriously consider his first theoretical paper to submit to the Spirit Hall.
A moment later, a glint flashed in his eyes.
Yes.
The theory of ultimate martial spirit.
In this world, Yu Xiaogang was hailed as a "master" based on a few half-baked theories, but his understanding of ultimate attributes was almost zero, and he couldn't even explain a complete system.
In Lin Chen's mind was the complete and flawless ultimate martial soul path from the system's legacy—
Ultimate ice, ultimate fire, ultimate power, ultimate darkness, ultimate life...
The principle of soul power compression, the logic of cultivation acceleration, the multiplier of combat power amplification, the taboos of soul ring pairing, and future growth paths...
It contains top-level knowledge that Yu Xiaogang could never even dream of accessing.
Lin Chen picked up a quill pen and wrote the title on the paper.
What he wants to write is not a collection of scattered opinions, but a complete and revolutionary system of martial spirits that will overturn the continent's understanding.
Explain clearly how the ultimate martial soul compresses soul power, how it breaks through level barriers, how it crushes ordinary martial souls, why its cultivation speed far exceeds that of ordinary people, and how great its future potential is.
This article, once submitted to the Spirit Hall, will surely cause a stir.
Firstly, you can get a generous reward of gold soul coins;
Secondly, it allows one to create the disguised image of a "useless martial spirit, true scholar";
Thirdly, it directly crushes Yu Xiaogang's flawed "Ten Core Competencies of Martial Soul" from the very foundation of theory.
Killing three birds with one stone.
Under the lamplight, Lin Chen wrote swiftly with his pen, his handwriting sharp and clear.
The night outside the window was deep, but a faint, elusive gaze still lingered in the shadows.
But Lin Chen didn't care at all.
What he wrote was not theory.
It is the first stepping stone to wealth, disguise, and revenge.
Once this "Ultimate Martial Soul Theory" spreads throughout the Spirit Hall,
Yu Xiaogang's title of "master" should be beginning to crumble.
Three days later, Lin Chen's submission, "The Theory of Ultimate Martial Soul," was reported up the chain of command by the Notting City Martial Soul Branch Hall and was eventually published in the Martial Soul Hall's internal theoretical journal.
But what Lin Chen never expected was—
The wind direction has completely changed.
Almost no one in the entire Soul Master community on the continent believed his theory.
The reason is simple:
There is no such thing as an ultimate martial spirit in this world.
At this moment, the Douluo Continent is still a full ten thousand years away from the era of the Peerless Tang Sect. Concepts like ultimate ice, ultimate fire, and ultimate power are not even legends; they appeared out of thin air. Everyone who reads the article simply thinks it's a young man with a useless martial soul indulging in unrealistic fantasies.
Fake expert.
This label was slapped on Lin Chen's head without any explanation.
For a time, there was much discussion both inside and outside Notting Academy. Many students mocked him behind his back, saying that Lin Chen had become arrogant after defeating Tang San, daring to talk about some vague and unrealistic martial soul theory, which was simply overestimating his abilities.
When the news reached Yu Xiaogang's ears, the "master" immediately felt that he had gotten his revenge.
That afternoon, he went directly to Lin Chen's single dormitory room.
Upon entering, Yu Xiaogang crossed his arms, his face full of arrogance and mockery, his tone condescending and condescending:
"Lin Chen, I heard you published some kind of theory on ultimate martial spirit? It's utterly absurd and laughable, complete nonsense. You're still too young, all you have is brute force, but you don't understand the true theory of martial spirit."
He paused, then adopted a magnanimous demeanor:
"Now, if you obediently admit your mistakes to the entire continent and kowtow to me to become my disciple, I can forgive and forget, and even reluctantly teach you the true knowledge of martial spirits, so that you won't embarrass yourself outside again."
Lin Chen sat in the chair, looking at Yu Xiaogang, who was acting like a clown, and found it utterly ridiculous.
He slowly stood up, his gaze sweeping indifferently over Yu Xiaogang:
"The master's ten core competitive advantages of martial soul sound grand and impressive, but the theory of limit soul rings, which he is most proud of, is nothing special in my opinion."
"What did you say?!"
Yu Xiaogang's face darkened, and he immediately shouted angrily.
Lin Chen didn't say another word.
A gentle ripple of soul power emanated from his body—
Buzz—!
A deep, dazzling purple thousand-year soul ring, exuding immense pressure, suddenly rose from beneath his feet!
A purple light shot into the sky, as steady as a mountain, and the terrifying aura of the soul ring instantly filled the entire room.
The first spirit ring in a millennium!
Yu Xiaogang's pupils shrank sharply, and the mockery and anger on his face froze instantly. He was struck dumb, as if he had been struck by lightning!
His lifelong advocacy of the theory of limit spirit rings is that the limit for a spirit master's first spirit ring is one hundred years.
But the one in front of Lin Chen...
It's a genuine, thousand-year-old purple ring!
His theory was utterly shattered by Lin Chen right in front of him!
"You...you..."
Yu Xiaogang pointed at Lin Chen, his lips trembling, his blood surging, and he was extremely angry and embarrassed, but he couldn't utter a single word in rebuttal.
The facts are clear: all his pride, theories, and authority have become a joke.
"If you have nothing to say, then get out."
Lin Chen spoke coldly, directly ordering him to leave.
Yu Xiaogang's face turned pale and then red. In the end, he could only angrily fling his sleeve, turn around in a huff, slam the door, and leave in a disheveled state.
The dormitory returned to quiet.
The mischievous rabbit peeked out from under the bed, blinked at Lin Chen, and then shrank back inside.
The calm on Lin Chen's face slowly faded, revealing a hint of surprise.
He truly hadn't expected that his theory of ultimate martial souls, proposed ten thousand years ahead of schedule, would be regarded as that of a fake master, and would even attract Yu Xiaogang to come and mock him.
but...
It doesn't matter.
Lin Chen's lips curled up slightly, revealing a relaxed smile.
Just now, the people from the Martial Soul Branch Hall personally came to deliver a hefty sum of gold soul coins.
The other party made it very clear:
Although the theory has not been proven, the courage is commendable and the idea is novel, so the Spirit Hall encourages and rewards them.
The money is in hand.
Yu Xiaogang was furious.
He himself was disguised as a "useless martial spirit youth who loves to study theory".
As for whether others believe in the ultimate martial spirit?
It doesn't matter.
Ten thousand years from now, people will naturally know what earth-shattering truths the "fake masters" they ridicule today uttered.
Lin Chen casually put the gold soul coins into the system storage ring.
The days of poverty are over.
Cultivation resources are in hand.
The first step of revenge has been firmly taken. Lin Chen looked at the gray sky outside the window, his eyes darkening slightly, a trace of anger at being fooled and unjustly questioned by the world flashing through his heart.
Being treated as a fake master, ridiculed for being delusional, and humiliated by Yu Xiaogang at his doorstep... even the most resolute person can't help but feel a bit angry.
But that anger only lingered for a moment before he forcibly suppressed it, slowly returning to a deep, still calm.
no way.
There is no ultimate martial spirit in this era. Even he himself has not yet truly stepped into the realm of the ultimate. It is understandable that others do not believe him.
But in an instant, a faint, indifferent smile appeared on Lin Chen's lips.
It doesn't matter.
He possesses the legacy of the system, wields the life essence of the Blue Silver Emperor, the foundation of destruction of the Black Iron Hammer, and the bloodline of the Holy Dragon of Light, Luo Sanpao. In the future, he will be able to reach far more than just the ultimate.
The path he is about to take is the path of simultaneous cultivation of the three ultimate realms of life, destruction, and light.
The ridicule and doubt we face now are nothing more than the loudest slaps to everyone's faces in the future.
Time will prove everything.
If one theory is not accepted, then move on to the next one.
He wouldn't give up; instead, he would submit one article after another until the entire Spirit Hall and the entire continent could no longer ignore his voice.
After pondering for a long time, Lin Chen slowly withdrew his gaze, reached out and picked up the quill pen on the table, dipping it in ink.
The pen tip fell, leaving four large, powerful characters on the paper—
The Ten Ferocious Beasts
That's right.
This time, he no longer wrote about the ethereal and elusive ultimate martial spirits, but instead wrote about the ten most powerful, most secretive, and even the Spirit Hall knew very little about the existing top-tier super spirit beasts in Douluo Continent.
Di Tian, Bi Ji, Xiong Jun of the Star Dou Great Forest...
The Ice and Snow Maiden of the Far North, the Titan Snow Demon King...
Each one of them is a terrifying existence that surpasses even a 100,000-year-old soul beast.
He not only wrote their names, but also their habitats, strength levels, talents, bloodlines, and even their weaknesses and taboos.
This information is considered top secret in this era.
Yu Xiaogang spent his entire life trying to grasp the basics, but he couldn't even get a glimpse of it. The Spirit Hall also only knew a few bits and pieces.
What Lin Chen needed to do was drop this bombshell. But he also knew very well that submitting this article would only attract even more intense ridicule than before.
Because among these ten ferocious beasts,
Only the Deep Sea Demon Whale King occasionally shows its tracks in the ocean. Other ferocious beasts either slumber in the most core forbidden zone of the Star Dou Great Forest or lie dormant in the freezing far north, while the Evil Eye Tyrant Ruler is far away on other continents.
They are all beings that humans can't even touch.
In the eyes of the world, this is no different from fabricating something out of thin air or making things up.
But Lin Chen's writing was steady, and his eyes were sharp.
He wrote about the names of the ferocious beasts, their cultivation levels, their territories, their innate abilities, and the monstrous storms they would unleash ten thousand years later.
Page after page.
He wrote calmly, confidently, and without wavering.
You can laugh all you want.
Go ahead and call me a liar.
When these ferocious beasts finally appear before the world, people will realize how ignorant and insignificant they have been. At that time, the entire continent will remember this day.
Remember me—Lin Chen. When everyone else was ignorant, I had already seen through the ultimate secret of this continent, and at that time I would be crowned with the title of a true master.
(End of Chapter)