When Tang Ya voiced all her doubts, Zhou Sichen sighed slightly.
“The reason I haven’t used my martial soul in front of you guys was because I was worried you wouldn’t be able to accept it.
But you’re smart; it seems you’ve already guessed it.”
Hearing this practically affirmative answer, Tang Ya froze on the spot.
Beibei and Huo Yuhao, who had just finished their practice and walked over, looked confused upon seeing her expression.
“Xiao Ya, what’s wrong?” Beibei asked.
Tang Ya glanced at Zhou Sichen, and seeing him nod, she recounted their conversation.
Hearing her words, Beibei looked at Zhou Sichen in disbelief.
“Just as I thought.
My initial judgment was right.
Ah Da is definitely not just one or two thousand years old; it’s at least over five thousand years, isn’t it?”
Zhou Sichen nodded.
“I didn’t tell you before not just because I was afraid you couldn’t accept it, but mainly because we had only just met, and I had some reservations.
But after spending this half-month together, I know I can trust you, so there’s no need to hide it anymore.”
Beibei smiled.
“That’s exactly why I felt too embarrassed to ask.
But honestly, I’ve been holding that question in for a long time!”
He paused, then asked in disbelief, “So…
is your first soul ring really at the thousand-year level?”
Zhou Sichen nodded, then shook his head.
This reaction left Beibei and the others confused.
Nodding and then shaking his head?
What did that mean?
Zhou Sichen explained, “Ah Da is indeed at the thousand-year level.
But initially, it only had a little over seven hundred years of cultivation.
The reason it reached the thousand-year level is due to the unique nature of my martial soul.”
Beibei was incredibly smart and instantly formulated a bold hypothesis.
“So…
your contracted soul beasts can level up as your cultivation increases?”
Zhou Sichen nodded.
“Correct.
That’s why Ah Da is at the thousand-year level now.”
Receiving his confirmation, Beibei and Tang Ya exchanged a glance, both seeing terror in each other’s eyes.
Yes, terror.
They were well past the point of mere surprise.
As top students of Shrek Academy, their theoretical knowledge was extensive.
Contracted beasts that leveled up with their master?
What did that signify?
It meant that when Zhou Sichen reached rank fifty, he would have five powerful ten-thousand-year soul beasts protecting him.
And when he reached rank ninety and became a Title Douluo, all his contracted beasts would correspondingly reach the hundred-thousand-year level.
At that time, Zhou Sichen alone would possess the terrifying combat power of nine Title Douluos!
Fighting nine opponents of the same rank, and at the Title Douluo level no less?
Nothing like this had ever appeared in the entire history of the soul master world!
Only at this moment did they realize what kind of monster Zhou Sichen truly was!
They had been traveling with such a monster for half a month!
And they had become good friends?!
This was the ultimate golden thigh!
Even a genius like Beibei had to admit that Zhou Sichen’s potential was limitless.
Used to seeing geniuses, he couldn’t think of a single person who could compare to Zhou Sichen.
Not even that person who entered the inner courtyard last year!
And Zhou Sichen was about the same age as him, already past rank thirty.
With such talent, reaching Title Douluo was merely a matter of time.
Give him enough time, and Zhou Sichen would absolutely become a historical figure in the soul master world!
Beibei spoke, slightly dazed.
“I was too embarrassed to ask before, but may I take the liberty to ask now…
Big Brother Zhou, how old are you, and what is your exact soul power rank?”
He hadn’t opened the recommendation letter Zhou Sichen showed him earlier, only seeing the Heavenly Yuan City Lord’s seal, so he didn’t know his exact age or rank.
Although Zhou Sichen looked to be over fifteen, Beibei knew that if a student was talented enough and had a recommendation letter, Shrek Academy would still accept them past the age of twelve, albeit with stricter requirements.
Hearing this, Zhou Sichen’s expression turned a bit strange.
“I’d advise you not to find out.”
Beibei paused, then understood.
There was only one reason Zhou Sichen would say that: the answer would be too much for them to handle!
But now that they had reached this point, not knowing would be even more agonizing.
Tang Ya hesitated, then said, “Big Brother Zhou, just tell us.
It’s not like you’re a Soul King, right?”
Zhou Sichen shook his head.
“I only have three rings.
It’s not that ridiculous.”
Hearing ‘three rings’, Beibei and Tang Ya simultaneously sighed in relief.
Even Huo Yuhao, who had been listening quietly in a state of internal shock, let out a breath.
Big Brother Zhou had already shocked him so much that his mental fortitude had adapted.
But if Big Brother Zhou were a five-ring Soul King, Huo Yuhao’s jaw might actually have dropped off.
Three rings!
Three rings was still incredibly strong, considering Huo Yuhao didn’t even have his first one yet.
“Three rings is fine, three rings is fine…” Beibei muttered.
Seeing that their expectations were peaked, Zhou Sichen decided it was time to wrap it up.
He spoke unhurriedly: “A formal introduction.
Zhou Sichen.
Martial Soul: Book of Contracts.
Twelve years old.
Rank 38 Battle Soul Elder.”
“Rank thirty-eight…” Beibei murmured, realizing it was only one rank higher than his own.
That was acceptable.
Wait…
Twelve years old?
Beibei, Tang Ya, and Huo Yuhao simultaneously widened their eyes.
“You’re only twelve?!”
Huo Yuhao was especially shocked.
He was eleven, only one year younger than Zhou Sichen, yet he felt like a little toddler in front of him.
And…
how did a twelve-year-old Zhou Sichen look more mature than Eldest Senior Brother?!
Was this really twelve?!
Twelve years old, rank thirty-eight!
Was this a realm humans could even achieve?
Beibei considered himself a genius, yet he was only rank thirty-seven.
Not only was Zhou Sichen two years younger, his soul power was actually a rank higher?
We’re all human, why is the gap so massive?
Actually, Zhou Sichen was only rank thirty-seven a few days ago, but he had broken through during his evening meditation a couple of days prior, edging him one rank past Beibei.
It wasn’t just Beibei and Tang Ya; Huo Yuhao was flabbergasted.
Big Brother Zhou was only a year older, yet he was rank ten without a single ring…
Looking at their expressions—mouths agape enough to fit an egg—Zhou Sichen smiled.
“Don’t be so surprised.
There’s something even more surprising.”
As he spoke, a magnificent, golden book appeared in his hand.
Accompanying the elegant and noble book were the soul rings that rose around his body.
Purple!
Purple!!
Purple!!!
The appearance of three purple soul rings once again shattered their understanding of reality.
Although Zhou Sichen had just stated his first ring was at the thousand-year level, hearing it was one thing; seeing it was completely different.
A Soul Elder with three purple soul rings…
Were their eyes deceiving them, or had they met a god?
How could someone this heaven-defying actually exist?
Seeing the three of them absolutely dumbfounded, Zhou Sichen slowly retracted his Book of Contracts, and the three purple rings vanished into his body.
This display allowed them to personally witness the might of his martial soul.
Combined with the fact that they knew he was a citizen of the Heavenly Soul Empire from their half-month together, his talent meant he would definitely be heavily monitored and prioritized at Shrek Academy.
Add a recommendation from Beibei to Mu En, and he’d have Shrek in the palm of his hand!
In fact, he probably didn’t even need Beibei; his sister’s influence was likely enough.
But having Beibei—Mu En’s great-great-grandson—put in a good word would definitely boost his impression score with the old man.
Once he established a firm foothold in Shrek Academy, the rest of his plans would fall perfectly into place!