But no matter what methods he used, the chef found that a peculiar purple aura always enveloped Gu You, making it impossible to see through him.
The chef frowned, then stood up and walked back into the kitchen.
"Let's go, I'll take you to the sparring match. You really are something, kid. I knew your cultivation was progressing fast, but I didn't expect it to be this absurd. Soul Saint at seventy ranks! That's equivalent to a governor of a second-tier city." Zhen Hua looked at Gu You after he finished eating and couldn't help but sigh.
"I feel alright. As for being a second-tier city governor, that's unnecessary. I don't have the time for that." Gu You rubbed his belly.
"And that chef—who is he exactly? I sense something unusual about him."
"Him? He's a loner. I'm probably his only friend. Maybe you'll see him again in the future. But I'll tell you this, he doesn't have a good relationship with Shrek Academy. Best if you don't meet him."
Listening to Zhen Hua's vague words, Gu You had already guessed the chef's identity, but he didn't dwell on it. What mattered now was challenging a Soul Saint.
Zhen Hua led Gu You to a special room.
A spatial gate.
It looked very much like the one at the Spirit Pagoda's Spirit Ascension Tower.
"You recognize this, don't you?" Zhen Hua stroked his beard.
"I do. A spatial gate. I saw one when I entered the Spirit Ascension Tower at the Spirit Pagoda." Gu You replied.
"It's similar in appearance, but the function is different. In terms of heritage, aside from your academy, only the Spirit Pagoda compares. Our Blacksmith Association's Breakspace Domain is mainly for storing treasures and holding classified meetings. It's a separate space we developed. Only high-ranking members have access. Once you reach Saint Blacksmith level, you'll get a key—the Saint Blacksmith badge."
"Master, is soul forging difficult?" Gu You looked over at Zhen Hua.
Zhen Hua smiled and shook his head. "Difficult? Yes, and no. With your talent, soul forging is just a matter of time."
Gu You scratched his head. 'Why am I even asking this?'
"I have another question. If a normal Rank 95 Title Douluo can reach the power of a Limit Douluo just by using battle armor, then why do they keep cultivating? Isn't becoming a god hopeless now? Countless prodigies through the ages, even those invincible in their generation, still fell short compared to Tang San from twenty thousand years ago. And what happened to them? Either they died from limited lifespans or accidents on the road ahead. Are they really just chasing godhood?"
Zhen Hua gave Gu You a meaningful look. "It's not the same. Becoming a god isn't impossible—it's just extremely rare. When you reach that level, you'll understand. Even among Limit Douluo with similar soul power, their combat strength can vary significantly. Only by reaching that realm through one's own strength is there even a sliver of hope to pursue godhood."
'So it's still all about becoming a god…' Gu You shook his head. 'Most people on the Douluo Continent don't know the truth. They've been deceived. The God Realm they long for has already vanished, trapped somewhere in the vast universe.'
The two didn't talk further.
The Breakspace Domain of the Blacksmith Association resembled a massive warehouse, very different from the Spirit Ascension Tower. It had many doors, each presumably holding unknown contents.
With a flash of light from Zhen Hua's hand, he led Gu You inside.
Pushing open a door, they entered a spacious hall filled with pure energy. Energy shields surrounded the area, and at the center stood a young man who looked to be in his early twenties.
Upon seeing Zhen Hua and Gu You, the youth immediately bowed. "President."
Zhen Hua smiled. "Let's begin. Let me introduce you. This is Xie Yinling, a member of the association's guardian family. You two should get acquainted."
Xie Yinling looked fresh and clean, not particularly handsome, but with a gentle aura. His eyes showed curiosity as he looked at Gu You.
'Who is this kid? For the president to bring him here personally…' Zhen Hua hadn't told him much—just that someone would come for a match, and he should defeat him. He never expected it to be a youngster who looked only fourteen or fifteen.
"Xie Yinling. Please guide me." Xie Yinling said courteously, stepping back and gesturing with his right hand.
Gu You stepped forward, facing him.
Two yellow, two purple, and four black soul rings rose from Xie Yinling's feet.
'Eight rings?' Gu You grew solemn. Zhen Hua really had found him a worthy opponent—this guy was more than ten ranks above him.
Xie Yinling, twenty-two years old, eighty-third rank Soul Douluo. A monster-level genius.
Gu You took another step. Five bloodline soul rings of odd colors rose beneath his feet, and Xie Yinling's pupils shrank.
"Begin!" Zhen Hua's voice rang out.
Gu You moved the instant the word fell. Without summoning his Purple-Gold Dragon Emperor martial soul, he stomped the ground and shot at Xie Yinling like a cannonball.
He had already delayed too long. Now, he just wanted to finish this quickly.
Xie Yinling took a step back and let out a soft cry. A pair of giant wings spread behind him, shimmering with green light as he soared into the air.
A flying-type martial soul—Divine Eagle!
Gu You pushed off the ground with his toes, leaping seven or eight meters. Not a particularly high jump. Xie Yinling had already ascended more than ten meters with his wings.
Xie Yinling relaxed a little. 'Those five strange soul rings were intimidating at first, but if he's jumping into the air like that, he's just asking to be shot down.'
Facing a flying-type soul master, the last thing you should do is leap up into the air without flight capability. That's just asking to be a target.
But in the next second, Xie Yinling's smile vanished.
"Dragon God Grasp!"
A massive purple dragon claw appeared behind Gu You and instantly engulfed him.
"What is this?" Xie Yinling shouted from inside.
He tried everything but couldn't break free. He knew—if this continued, he'd lose for sure.
"Heroic Eagle!"
A two-word battle armor master! He was facing a two-word battle armor master!!
What did that mean? It meant Gu You was up against a flying soul master with the power of a Super Douluo.
'I knew it. With such talent, there's no way someone from the Blacksmith Association would only be using one-word battle armor. With alloy quality like that, he's probably close to advancing to three-word…'
(End of Chapter)
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