svetikya Chapter 6 One Attitude
Chapter 6 One Attitude
Chapter 6 An Attitude
A moment later, the black fog dissipated.
The black-robed soul master's pupils widened; he would never forget this scene!
All the soldiers, for reasons unknown, were lying on the ground.
They all had some injuries on their faces, and they lay on the ground with their eyes closed peacefully.
One move, and he killed more than ten soldiers?!
The black-robed soul master's face was extremely grim; even he couldn't have done something like this.
This means that the seemingly ordinary child in front of him is actually stronger than him!
Six or seven years old! What a terrifying concept!
"Bang!"
The black-robed soul master seemed to have lost his backbone, collapsing to the ground without any regard for his image, staring blankly ahead.
"You, you...killed them?"
Huanming shook his head. "Most of them fainted, but a few couldn't hold on and died."
"You devil, you're a devil!"
Huanming frowned: "If only the devil can bring fairness and justice, then I am the devil. Do you have any last words?"
"You...you want to kill me?" The black-robed soul master's face turned deathly pale.
"Of course, as I said, the Soul Master is a profession that should not exist."
The black-robed Soul Master shakily rose to his feet. "Madman! Demon! Are you going to kill all the Soul Masters on the entire continent?!"
"That's not necessarily true." Huanxiang thought for a moment and said, "I'm not bloodthirsty. I only kill those who deserve to die, like you."
"You, you!"
"Snap!"
Before the black-robed soul master could finish speaking, Huan Ming was already in front of him, raising his hand and snapping his neck.
"The...the First Prince will not...let...you go..."
"Bang!"
The corpse collapsed with a crash. Huanming touched his nose and murmured softly, "Crown Prince, Davis?"
He hadn't expected that these people were actually Davis's men; at first, he thought it was the Soul Master's own decision.
How ironic.
Davis, barring any unforeseen circumstances, will be the next successor of the Star Luo Empire.
He actually led the way in oppressing the people and plundering their wealth, which once again proved that the nobles did not treat the common people as human beings.
Huanming sighed and squatted down to search the black-robed soul master's corpse.
I didn't find anything else, but I did find a soul tool.
Huanming used his power to destroy the protective device of the soul tool, and after glancing at what was inside, he sighed again.
It's no wonder that Soul Masters who oppress the common people are so despicable. It's hard to believe that a Great Soul Master actually carries hundreds of gold soul coins!
This is just what he carries with him; who knows how many more he has at home.
If a Grand Soul Master is this rich, then what about Soul Venerables, Soul Sect Masters, Soul Kings...? It's terrifying to think about!
"Boss, take this money and go do business somewhere else."
Huanming took out more than ten gold soul coins from his soul tool and handed them to the tavern owner.
More than ten gold soul coins is money that many ordinary people cannot earn in most of their lives. If they make good use of this money, they can live a comfortable life for the rest of their lives.
"Bang!"
The tavern owner immediately bowed and said, "Thank you, sir! Thank you, sir!"
"I'm not an adult, just think of me as someone who stood up for justice." Huanming helped the tavern owner up.
"Well, well... thank you, young man. You should leave now. You killed a Soul Master, and the Star Luo Empire will definitely send people to hunt you down."
The tavern owner looked at him with concern as he took the money.
Huanming smiled and said, "I do want to leave, but you haven't given me my tea yet."
The tavern owner looked miserable. This guy was really optimistic; even at a time like this, he was still thinking about his tea.
"By the way, boss, can you do me a favor?"
"Please tell me, sir, and I'll definitely help if it's possible!"
The tavern owner immediately stated that Soul Masters who do not oppress ordinary people are truly rare.
It's a blessing to have met someone like this, especially since they helped him, so he naturally wouldn't refuse.
Huanming took the tea. "It's not difficult. Could you help spread the word about today's event?"
"Publicity, propaganda?"
The tavern owner looked at him as if he were a monster.
"Yes, let's say that this Soul Master was cruel and wicked, and I have already killed him in the name of justice. I hope other Soul Masters will take this as a warning," Huanming said.
The tavern owner, with a grimace, said, "Young man, I know you're very capable, but do you know that if this matter gets widely publicized, you'll become the public enemy of many Soul Masters, and you'll be in trouble."
Huanming laughed and said, "I know my opponent is very strong and I will have a hard time winning, but I just want to make an attitude: commoners are people too."
The tavern owner tried to persuade him, but Huanming stopped him with a look.
"Alright, I'll help you. To be honest, I've lived half my life and I've never met anyone like you."
"Hehe, I'm leaving."
"Hey young man, may I ask your name?"
Huanming waved his hand without turning his head, leaving behind two words:
"Kuiba".
*
Half a month later, in the Hall of Elders, Wuhun City.
Yue Guan is a very leisurely person. He likes to water the flowers and bask in the sun when he has nothing to do.
It is said that when a person is in a good mood, their skin will also improve.
But today his peaceful life was disrupted when a cardinal stood outside the courtyard, shouting loudly.
"Elder Ju, are you there? I have important news to report!"
"Come in."
Yue Guan frowned, his face full of displeasure.
Soon, the cardinal walked in, and judging from his expression, it seemed that something extremely urgent had happened.
Yue Guan glanced at him: "You'd better have something really important to tell me."
The cardinal wiped the sweat from his brow. "Elder Ju, something happened on the border of the Star Luo Empire half a month ago. After much consideration, I have decided to report it."
"explain!"
"Half a month ago, my palace sent people to the border of the Star Luo Empire to help civilians awaken their martial souls. Everything was going smoothly until a young steward named Xu Feng encountered a strange person."
"Little butler? Hera, do you even know who I am?!"
Yue Guan's face darkened, and he immediately cursed.
The people below are really bastards; they have to come to this elder for such a trivial matter.
What level is this junior butler that he needs Yue Guan to handle his affairs?
"No, no, no, Elder Ju, please calm down. If it were just a small matter, I wouldn't have come to you." Bishop Hera swallowed.
Upon hearing this, Yue Guan remained silent for the moment, gesturing with his eyes for him to continue.
Bishop Hera continued, "He was a strange child. It is said that his innate soul power was level 20, and his martial soul was a spear."
"Level 20 innate soul power? Where is he? Take me there immediately!" Yue Guan's expression changed.
A genius with innate level 20 soul power would be highly valued not only by an elder like himself, but even by His Holiness the Pope.
This is an unparalleled prodigy, even more heaven-defying than someone with innate full soul power.
If nothing unexpected happens, this person will definitely become a Title Douluo in the future, and not just an ordinary Title Douluo.
Breaking through level 95 in the future is no big deal for such a prodigy.
(End of this chapter)