Douluo Continent: Seven Kills Appear, Ten Kills Become God

"So alike, so incredibly alike."

He said in a low voice, "It's not just the martial spirit that's similar, even the killing intent is similar."

He opened his eyes, picked up his pen, and added another line to the report:

"I agree with Yan Shaozhe's opinion; he will receive top-tier resources and treatment. Furthermore, we will arrange for the inner court elders to observe his cultivation in rotation and submit an evaluation report monthly."

After finishing writing the report, he locked it in the safe.

Then he stood up, walked to the window, and looked at the Big Dipper gradually brightening in the night sky.

"The Chen family..."

He murmured, "Ten thousand years from now, another extraordinary figure will emerge."

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That night, Chen Fei did not go to the cultivation room.

He sat cross-legged on his bed in the dormitory, the Seven Kill Sword resting on his lap, his eyes closed, lost in cultivation.

The level 28 soul power flowed slowly within his body, becoming even more docile than yesterday.

His daytime practice paid off; he was now able to lift the iron block with his soul power.

Although I could only hold on for a few breaths, it was much better than at the beginning.

The second spirit ring slowly rotated around him, its deep purple light illuminating the entire room as dark as night.

The power of the six-thousand-year-old spirit ring was more profound than he had imagined. It didn't feel as sharp and overt as the first spirit ring; instead, it was like a deep pool of water, calm on the surface but turbulent beneath.

He tried to mobilize the power of Tianxuan.

A second star lit up on the sword, and a cool, refreshing power surged into his body.

It wasn't a violent power boost like that of Tian Shu, but rather a subtle enhancement of perception.

He could sense the breathing of everyone in the dormitory building, distinguish at least ten different soul power fluctuations, and see Su Ziyuan practicing shooting behind the wall, Luo Qing eating snacks, and the students in the next dormitory snoring.

His range of perception has expanded by at least three times compared to before.

This is the power of Tianxuan.

It's not about increasing attack power, but about precision and insight.

He withdrew his senses and opened his eyes.

Outside the window, the Big Dipper slowly rotates in the night sky.

The stars Tian Shu and Tian Xuan are even brighter than last night.

He looked at the two stars and suddenly remembered Chen Xu's words.

"You are a child of the Chen family, and the successor of the Ten-Star Seven Kill Sword."

He gripped the Seven Kill Sword tightly, the two stars on its blade glowing faintly in the darkness.

"I know."

He said in a low voice.

Then he closed his eyes and continued his cultivation.

Outside the window, the light of Tianxuan Star fell silently.

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Three days after the news spread, Chen Fei was summoned to the disciplinary office.

Du Weiren sat behind his desk, a document on the table in front of him.

His aura as an eight-ring Soul Douluo was restrained and profound, but his gaze toward Chen Fei carried a hint of undisguised complexity.

This six-year-old child has unknowingly reached a position that many students from other departments can only dream of.

"Bei Chenchen".

Du Weilen cut to the chase, "From today onwards, your resource al__cpLocation will be upgraded to the highest level in the Foreign Languages ​​Department."

He pushed the document in front of Chen Fei.

Chen Fei looked down and saw a long list of densely packed items—

The Soul Power Cultivation Room is open for four hours each day.

Soul bone fragments, three per month.

Ten portions of marrow from a ten-thousand-year-old soul beast each month.

Premium nutritional meals, three meals a day.

The library's borrowing privileges are open up to the third floor.

The inner courtyard's combat skills are observed twice a month.

One-on-one guidance from a top-tier teacher, two hours per week.

Chen Fei's gaze lingered for a moment on "Marrow of a Ten-Thousand-Year-Old Soul Beast" and "Third Floor of the Library".

He had seen these things in the ancient books of the Chen family.

The marrow of a ten-thousand-year-old soul beast is a top-tier tonic for strengthening the body, and one serving is worth thousands of gold soul coins.

The third floor of the library is said to contain the core combat techniques and secret manuals of Shrek Academy over the past thousand years, and ordinary students from the outer academy cannot even enter the first floor.

"Thanks."

He said.

Du Weiren nodded and handed him a silver badge with the words "Special Grade" engraved on it.

"Wear this badge, and you can go anywhere in the outer courtyard."

in addition……"

He paused, his gaze lingering on Chen Fei for a moment, "Several elders in the inner courtyard have already noticed you."

They might talk to you at an appropriate time.

Chen Fei pinned the badge to his chest and turned to leave.

As I walked out of the administration office, there were several older students standing in the corridor.

Their expressions were priceless when they saw the silver badge on Chen Fei's chest.

There was shock, jealousy, resentment, and an indescribable sense of awe.

"Special Class Badge?"

How long has he been here?

"I heard his second spirit ring is six thousand years old and level twenty-eight."

"Six thousand years?"

"Is this a lie?"

"Teacher Zhao tested it himself, how could it be fake?"

Whispers arose behind him, but Chen Fei did not turn around.

He simply gripped the hilt of the sword at his waist and continued walking forward.

When they passed the training ground, Zhao Tiesheng was leading Class B in training.

He glanced at the badge on Chen Fei's chest, his eyes flickered for a moment, then he continued to call out the commands as if nothing had happened.

The students in Class B were in an uproar. Tie Hu stood in the line, his eyes wide open and his mouth agape, unable to close it for a long time.

The dust did not linger.

He walked across the drill ground, past the cafeteria, around the teaching building, and finally to a small building deep inside the outermost part of the college.

Library.

The three-story building, with its blue bricks and gray tiles, was quite unremarkable.

But the white-haired old man standing at the door made Chen Fei pause in his steps.

The old man looked to be at least eighty or ninety years old, with a hunched back and squinting eyes, as if he were dozing off.

But his aura.

That vast, unfathomable aura.

This made Chen Fei instinctively alert.

Title Douluo.

Shrek Academy assigned a Title Douluo to guard the library.

Chen Fei stepped forward and handed the silver badge to the old man.

The old man squinted at Chen Fei, then looked at him again, and suddenly grinned, revealing a few chipped teeth.

"Six years old, top grade."

That's interesting.

His voice was hoarse, like sandpaper rubbing against wood.

"You can enter all three floors."

But don't flip through it randomly; some books have a bad temper and might bite.

Chen Fei paused for a moment, unsure if this was a joke.

The old man had already waved his hand, signaling him to go inside.

The first floor contains ordinary books, such as basic theories of soul power cultivation, classification of martial souls, and soul beast illustrations.

Chen Fei glanced at it but didn't stop.

The second floor contains advanced content, including soul skill combinations, combat strategies, and soul bone fusion techniques.

He stood in front of the bookshelf for a while, took out a book titled "Advanced Application of Weapon Martial Souls," flipped through it, and then put it back.

It's not that it's bad, it's just that what he needs right now isn't here.

He went up to the third floor.

The layout of the third floor is completely different from the first two floors.

There were no rows of bookshelves, only a few independent stone platforms, each with a crystal ball on it.

The crystal ball contains text and images, which can only be read by activating it with soul power.

Chen Fei walked to the first stone platform, placed his hand on the crystal ball, and infused it with a wisp of soul power.

A light shone, and a line of text appeared before his eyes.

Examination of the Seven Killing Sword Inheritance

His heart skipped a beat.

This contains all the research data on the Seven Kill Sword from Shrek Academy over the past thousand years.

From Chen Xin's final battle at Jialing Pass, to the Seven Kill Sword's soul ring ratio, soul skill combination, and fighting style, and even the few sword intent records left by Chen Xin when he taught at Shrek Academy.

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