Chapter 7: I Can See Your Soul Bones
"Yo—everyone's here already? Perfect. Saves me the trouble of gathering you all later."
The people crowding around were all acquaintances of Golden Crocodile Douluo—old friends of his.
"Let me introduce him. This is Fan Chen, my disciple. He just awakened his twin martial souls yesterday."
Golden Crocodile Douluo looked at the stunned crowd with a smirk on his face.
Especially when he said "disciple" and "twin martial souls", he deliberately raised his voice—just in case anyone dared pretend they didn't hear it clearly.
"You're just bragging. Do you think twin martial souls are as common as cabbages, something you can just pick up and eat?"
"Exactly! It's fine to trick your brothers, but don't fool yourself too."
…
Voices of doubt rose one after another. Golden Crocodile Douluo was already used to such reactions.
He turned toward Fan Chen. The moment their eyes met, both instantly understood.
Fan Chen raised his hands. Two soul imprints on the back of his hands began to glow faintly.
The next moment, a domineering black armor manifested over his body.
At the same time, Xiao Bai radiated a faint wave of soul power, its aura perfectly resonating with Fan Chen's.
This scene instantly silenced everyone who had been questioning them just moments before.
None of them was weak— they could clearly sense Fan Chen's current state.
"Holy crap, it's actually true!"
"What kind of dog-shit luck is this?
How did you even manage to run into something like this!"
"Little one—did that old crocodile threaten you? If so, blink twice. Grandpa will rescue you immediately."
Golden Crocodile Douluo watched these shameless bastards trying to poach his disciple right in front of him, and immediately lunged forward, pulling Fan Chen out from their encirclement and shielding him behind his back.
"This is my disciple. Look all you want, but if you want one yourself, go find it yourself.
I'm this old—I only have this one apprentice. If anyone dares try to snatch him, I'll fight you to the death."
Unfortunately, his warning had absolutely zero effect on this group.
"Golden Crocodile, you traitor! You secretly picked up a disciple and didn't tell your old brothers? What are we supposed to think?"
"Yeah! Shameful behavior! But if you hand him over to me, I can forgive you."
…
Looking at the group chattering like vegetable-market aunties arguing over discounts, it was impossible to imagine that these were the same Title Douluo who could shake the entire continent just by stomping their feet.
"Excuse me, could we eat first? I'm hungry."
Fan Chen stared at the crowd blocking his way and could only cast a pleading look at his convenient new master.
Just now, to help Golden Crocodile Douluo show off, he had summoned his martial soul again—consuming the soul power he had barely recovered.
Wasn't the whole deal supposed to be feed him? Nobody said he'd have to be displayed like a monkey before breakfast.
Right now, eating is more important than anything else.
He was really starving.
"Move! Move aside, don't block the way!
My precious disciple is about to faint from hunger!"
Golden Crocodile Douluo quickly dispersed the crowd, fully aware of Fan Chen's current condition.
Finally—after the commotion died down—Fan Chen finally got to eat.
Watching Fan Chen and Xiao Bai devour food like a pair of starving ghosts, Golden Crocodile Douluo and the others stood around, staring in disbelief.
"Good lord… did this kid have a spatial storage pouch in his stomach? Just how much can he eat?"
"Golden Crocodile, you abusive old crocodile! Look at how starved this poor child is—what did you do to him?"
A handsome, heroic-looking middle-aged man stepped forward and handed a piece of roasted lamb rib to Fan Chen.
Fan Chen glanced up at him, then looked at Golden Crocodile Douluo—clearly asking what he should call this person.
"Don't ask him. Just call me Grandpa Guang Ling."
The man smiled warmly and stuffed the lamb ribs into Fan Chen's hands.
But the moment his hand touched Fan Chen—
Fan Chen's eyes flashed with a strange light, and his entire body froze in place.
Beside him, Xiao Bai—who had been happily eating—also stopped, turning toward Guang Ling with the same strange gleam flickering in its eyes.
"?"
Guang Ling immediately sensed the abnormality in Fan Chen and hurriedly asked:
"Little one, what's wrong with you?"
"Glowing bones. Two of them."
Xiao Bai's voice suddenly rang out. He lifted his tiny paw and pointed toward Guang Ling's right arm and left leg.
"!"
Guang Ling shot to his feet instantly, disbelief flashing wildly in his eyes.
"You can see my soul bones?!"
Yes—Xiao Bai had pointed exactly at the locations of Guang Ling's soul bones.
"What?!"
With Guang Ling's shout, everyone nearby immediately lost their composure.
Being able to see the soul bones inside another person's body— what kind of broken setting was this?!
"And you have some here and here…
And that guy has one there… And he's got one… and one more…"
Xiao Bai swept his gaze across the room, accurately pointing out the soul bone locations of everyone present.
And these were all Titled Douluo.
Every single one of them had at least one or two soul bones hidden on their body.
Soul bone locations were top-level secrets—usually, only the owner and perhaps one trusted person would know.
But this little creature casually exposed all of them on the spot.
That wasn't just shocking— it was terrifying.
"Xiao Bai… stop… I'm getting dizzy…"
Fan Chen, who had still been eating moments before, suddenly felt his vision blur. His consciousness spun—and he collapsed face-first onto the table.
Guang Ling immediately stepped forward to check his condition.
"No injuries. Just total soul power depletion—he's fallen asleep."
And the moment Fan Chen completely ran out of soul power, Xiao Bai—who had been standing on the table—slowly faded, then vanished into thin air.
"Soul power exhaustion… So that ability just now was triggered by him?"
Everyone turned to look at Golden Crocodile Douluo. Golden Crocodile Douluo could only raise his hands helplessly.
What could he say? He had only known Fan Chen for one day. He didn't understand much more than they did.
"It should be a natural talent ability— the kind that only high-tier martial souls possess."
"This child only awakened his martial soul yesterday. He definitely hasn't fully mastered it yet. What happened just now was him overloading the ability, draining all his soul power at once."
While using his own soul power to examine Fan Chen's condition, Guang Ling explained calmly.
The Spirit Hall's archives documented such cases. High-tier martial souls often came with innate abilities— such as the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Martial Soul's Dragonification (Dragon Transformation), which strengthened parts of the body depending on the degree of transformation.
The strange light in Fan Chen's eyes just now was undoubtedly that kind of innate talent.
"You really picked up a treasure. I'm dying of jealousy… Why couldn't I run into something like this?"
"Seriously! Old Jin, where did you find this kid? Tell us the place—we'll go try our luck too!"
Now that Fan Chen was confirmed safe, Golden Crocodile Douluo finally relaxed.
Thinking back to how he found him early this morning, he felt his head throb.
"Looks like I'll need to thoroughly figure out this kid's abilities first… What a restless brat."
Golden Crocodile Douluo looked at the unconscious Fan Chen with endless exasperation. Who would expect that just eating breakfast could cause trouble?
"Alright, enough noise. I picked him up yesterday when I secretly took Xue'er out to clear her mind. Then…"
Golden Crocodile Douluo recounted everything that happened yesterday from start to finish.
When he finished, all the old monsters fell silent for several long seconds.
A twin martial soul prodigy… And you got him by feeding him a meal?
All of them looked at Golden Crocodile Douluo like he had offended heaven itself.
After a breath of stunned silence—
They all glared at him and shouted in unison:
"You deserve to die!!"
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End of Chapter