Douluo Continent: Seven Kills Appear, Ten Kills Become God

Chen Fei looked up: "Ten stars, isn't that good?"

Chen Yuan remained silent for a long time, then suddenly smiled.

This was the first time he had smiled in a hundred years.

"Good. Of course, good." He reached out and stroked Chen Fei's head: "The Seven Kill Sword has been passed down for ten thousand years, and it has never produced a ten-star sword before. You are the first."

"That grandson is even more powerful than our ancestor Chenxin?" Chen Fei's eyes lit up.

Chen Yuan did not answer directly.

He simply stood up, looked again at the broken stone sword, and slowly said:

"According to ancient records, the ultimate technique of the Seven Kill Sword is to draw upon the power of the Big Dipper."

"With the Seven Stars fully formed, one can become a Super Douluo."

"At the Eight-Star Perfection level, one can become a Limit Douluo."

"But those who have reached the Nine Stars Perfection... are qualified to attempt to reach the Divine Realm."

"As for the ten stars..."

He paused, his voice becoming ethereal.

"An ancient book only mentions one sentence: When the North Star appears, the nine stars pay homage."

"This means that if the North Star appears, all nine stars of the Big Dipper will revolve around it as their core."

"This is... a level that no one has ever reached before."

Chen Fei only vaguely understood what he was hearing, but there was one sentence he understood—

Ten stars is stronger than nine stars.

"And my grandson..." he asked cautiously, "Can he become a god?"

Chen Yuan turned around and looked at him, his gaze complex.

"I don't know, because no one has ever gone that far, but at least..." He squatted down and looked earnestly at the child: "You are qualified to walk that path."

"Starting today, your cultivation resources will be doubled."

"If you need anything, just come to me."

Dust flew and nodded heavily.

But what he didn't know was that at this moment, a monstrous storm was raging in Chen Yuan's heart.

Ten stars...

This child, could it be...?

---

Three days later, the clan meeting will be held.

The twelve elders gathered in the council hall.

The lowest level is a Title Douluo of level 92, and the highest is Elder Chen Kong, who is level 96.

If this power were to manifest in the world, it would be enough to shake the entire continent.

At this moment, everyone is arguing about the same thing:

Should Chen Fei be born into this world?

"No!"

The Ninth Elder slammed his fist on the table and stood up.

He was a hot-tempered old man who never beat around the bush.

"Our clan rules are strict, and we've never entered the mortal world in ten thousand years! Chen Fei is only six years old; no matter how talented he is, we cannot make an exception! If something were to happen to him outside, who could bear the responsibility?"

"The Ninth Elder is right."

The Seventh Elder echoed, though he was a refined middle-aged man whose tone was equally resolute.

"What kind of world is this? Evil Soul Masters are rampant, the Sun Moon Empire is eyeing us covetously, and Shrek Academy is the only power. With the emergence of the Chen family, they will inevitably become the target of everyone's attacks! At that time, it won't just be him in danger, but the entire Chen family will be in danger!"

"But his talent..." someone whispered.

"No matter how high your talent, you need to live to realize it!" the Ninth Elder interrupted. "Besides, he's only awakened now. Who knows how far he'll go? What if it's just a flash in the pan?"

The debate continues.

Chen Yuan sat upright in the main seat, without uttering a word.

Beside him, Chen Fei stood quietly, watching these usually kind elders argue until their faces turned red.

Some say he should have been born, others say he shouldn't.

Some praised his extraordinary talent, while others worried that he would die young abroad.

Chen Fei didn't interrupt.

He was thinking: So adults also argue, and they argue even more fiercely than children.

"Patriarch, please say something!" The Ninth Elder turned his head.

Chen Yuan finally spoke.

He didn't look at the elders, but looked at Chen Fei.

"Fei'er, tell me yourself. Do you want to be born?"

All eyes were on this six-year-old child.

Chen Fei raised his head, his voice young yet exceptionally clear:

"The Seven Kill Sword should not be hidden in the deep mountains."

"Our ancestor Chen Xin once wielded the Seven Kill Sword, which made him a legend across the continent. He was known as 'Sword Bone' alongside Bone Douluo, and he dominated the world. Now, ten thousand years have passed, and people only think that the Seven Kill Sword has lost its lineage, and that the Chen family has perished."

"I want to go out and let the world know—the Seven Kill Sword is still here."

"I want to see what the outside world is like."

"I want to know what exactly our ancestors were protecting back then."

After he finished speaking, the entire room fell silent.

The Ninth Elder opened his mouth, but ultimately said nothing.

Chen Yuan slowly stood up, walked to Chen Fei, squatted down, and looked the six-year-old child in the eye.

After a long while, he smiled.

"it is good."

"Being born is possible, but there are three conditions."

Dust flew and nodded heavily.

"First, conceal your identity. After entering the world, you must not call yourself a member of the Chen family. Your name will be Beichen Chen. Chen refers to the Chen family, and Beichen is the direction of the ten stars on your sword."

"Second, do not join any faction. You are going to the academy to study, not to take sides. Whether it's Shrek Academy or the Sun Moon Empire, refuse anyone who tries to recruit you."

"Third, before you have fully matured, you must not reveal to the public that your martial soul is the Seven Kill Sword. You can say it's the Ten Star Sword or the Star Sword. In any case, your martial soul has mutated and looks different from the traditional Seven Kill Sword. In addition, the Seven Kill Sword has been missing for ten thousand years, so as long as you don't say it, no one will recognize it."

Chen Fei nodded: "Okay, I agree."

Chen Yuan paused, his gaze becoming complicated.

"And... a fourth one."

"If one day you encounter a descendant of a bone dragon... help if you can."

Chen Fei was taken aback: "A bone dragon?"

"Bone Douluo Gu Rong was a sworn brother of our ancestor Chen Xin. Sword Bone Douluo and Chen Xin were renowned throughout the world ten thousand years ago." Chen Yuan sighed softly, "But now... the descendant of the Bone Dragon has been falsely accused of being an evil soul master and is being hunted down by Shrek Academy."

"A descendant of our ancestor's brother has become an evil spirit master?" Chen Fei frowned.

"Martial spirits have no inherent good or evil; it is the human heart that matters." Chen Yuan patted his shoulder: "Remember these words."

Chen Fei remained silent for a moment, then nodded emphatically.

"Grandson will remember."

---

The next morning, before dawn, Chen Fei was woken up by his second uncle, Chen Yuan.

"Come on, I'll take you out for a bit."

Chen Fei rubbed his eyes: "Where to?"

"Soul Hunting," Chen Yuan said succinctly. "You already have innate full soul power. If you don't hunt for soul rings, are you just waiting for your soul power to increase on its own?"

Chen Fei suddenly regained his senses.

This was the first time he had left the city of Chenjia.

The snowstorms in the far north were more intense than he had imagined.

Even though I was wearing a thick fur coat, the cold wind still felt like knives slicing across my face.

Chen Yuan activated his soul power shield, protecting him inside, and headed north.

"Second Uncle, where are we going?"

"Frozen Canyon. There are spirit beasts there that are around 500 years old, making it the perfect place for your first spirit ring."

Chen Fei nodded, then asked, "What kind of soul beast?"

"Ice Soul Wolf," Chen Yuan said calmly. "It's a speed-type, with fierce attacks, which is a perfect match for your Seven Kill Sword. But don't worry, with your second uncle around, it won't escape."

Two hours later, they arrived.

The Frozen Canyon is a massive rift valley in the far north, with towering ice walls on both sides that reach into the clouds, and the valley floor is perpetually shrouded in darkness.

This place is home to a large number of ice-attribute soul beasts, ranging in age from hundreds to tens of thousands of years.

Chen Yuan stopped at the valley entrance with Chen Fei and closed his eyes to sense the surroundings for a moment.

"Got it."

He picked up Chen Fei, and in the blink of an eye, he had already traveled dozens of miles into the canyon.

In front of an ice cave, a giant, snow-white wolf was lying down and dozing.

It is nearly three meters long and its body is covered with ice crystal-like fur. The cold air it exhales makes the surrounding ice walls even thicker.

"A five-hundred-year-old Ice Soul Wolf," Chen Yuan said softly. "Watch closely."

He raised his hand, and a burst of sword energy shot out!

The Ice Soul Wolf was suddenly awakened, but before it could react, the sword energy had already pierced through its hind leg.

It let out a miserable cry and tried to escape, but a second sword strike came and crippled its front legs.

In less than a breath, the five-hundred-year-old soul beast collapsed to the ground, unable to move.

"Go." Chen Yuan shoved Chen Fei: "Finish him off, then absorb the soul ring."

Chen Fei took a deep breath, drew the short sword from his waist, and walked towards the Ice Soul Wolf.

This was the first time he had killed a living being.

But strangely, he wasn't afraid.

The sword in his hand seemed to be excited.

He plunged his sword into the heart of the Ice Soul Wolf.

The giant wolf twitched one last time, and the light in its eyes faded.

It's dead.

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