Douluo Continent Villain Simulator: Persecuting Qian Renxue at the Start

Chapter 50 Sincerity in the Heart, Utmost Emotion

"Teacher, you said he only has 0.5 level innate soul power?"

Tang San looked at Yu Xiaogang beside him with a surprised expression.

It was his second day after enrolling in school, and the two were on their way from the academy to the Soul Hunting Forest, preparing to help Tang San obtain his first soul ring and advance to the Soul Master level.

"Yes, I checked Su Cheng's information with Director Su, and he does indeed have a level 0.5 innate soul power."

Yu Xiaogang's stiff face showed no expression, still maintaining that confident demeanor.

"Your roommate probably used some special methods. Don't worry, once you advance, you'll be able to easily suppress him. But there's no need for that; as you continue to cultivate, the gap between you and him will only widen."

He reached out and touched Tang San's hair. "You two are from two different worlds. Don't be discouraged by this little thing."

Tang San finally breathed a sigh of relief; he had complete faith in his teacher.

Tang San is essentially an extremely obsessive person.

Those who are chosen, those things are agreed upon, and those principles are believed in will be firmly upheld.

Since they had already acknowledged Yu Xiaogang's extraordinary nature from the beginning, they naturally wouldn't have any further doubts.

Moreover, what the other party said at this moment did indeed make him feel much happier.

In the past, Tang San believed that he possessed a soul from another world and was a rare genius in hidden weapons within the Tang Sect. He had single-handedly researched the crafting method of top-tier hidden weapons, so he naturally had his own pride.

Not to mention now that they know about their unique talents, they look down on their peers.

Even his fight with Xiao Wu was because he didn't use his trump card.

Moreover, that girl was different to him; he had a special feeling for her from the very first time they met.

But then, he was intimidated by a single look from Su Cheng, which was hard for him to accept.

Yu Xiaogang's stiff face revealed his signature ugly smile as he said to Tang San, "Don't pay attention to others. Your path is destined to be different from everyone else's."

Su Cheng was unaware of the conversation taking place at the academy gate.

He was sitting cross-legged in the wasteland behind the academy, closing his eyes to sense the sword intent in his sea of ​​consciousness.

His original plan was to first make some money in the next couple of days, then get a Soul Hunter Token to advance his level, and then change his accommodation.

However, what happened in the Seventh Dormitory yesterday gave him a deeper understanding of swordsmanship, so he temporarily put aside the matter of hunting soul beasts.

The Martial Soul Longevity Sword floated above his palm.

"The sword was created by humans; it is a tool to assist humans in attacking and an extension of their own power."

The Longevity Sword spun and slashed in the air with exceptional agility, controlled by him.

"The way of the sword is actually the way of humanity. Be sincere in your heart, be passionate, nurture the sword with intention, and move with your heart."

Su Cheng's sharp edge gradually faded, and he was no longer as blatant as before.

What is the deepest, most primal, and most enduring emotion among sentient beings? Is it romantic love?

A blinding, violent flame ignited on the Longevity Sword.

"Just a blazing but fleeting illusion." Su Cheng shook his head.

The flames quickly died down, leaving only a few embers.

"Is it a relative or friend?"

A light blue shimmered on the Longevity Sword, its majestic power resembling an endless, surging river.

"We parted ways, severed all ties of friendship, and became strangers to each other from then on."

The water flow was cut off, and water droplets scattered and flew everywhere.

"Hatred?"

A cold glint suddenly appeared on the sword's edge, like a white rainbow piercing the sun.

"Illusory things will eventually succumb to the erosion of time."

Rust spots gradually appeared on the edge of the silvery-white blade, slowly corroding and obliterating it.

"...It's fear!"

Su Cheng said with certainty.

"The fear of failure, the fear of loss, the fear of death, the fear of the unknown..."

As he finished speaking, the sword image in his mind underwent a slight change.

The sword intent, which had been like a phantom, manifested, and a thin, jet-black line appeared on the spine of the sword, running through the entire sword body.

In that instant, the sharp energy that was constantly dissipating from his sea of ​​consciousness seemed to have found a core and condensed together, rather than existing solely from that trace of sword comprehension.

The pressure in Su Cheng's mind instantly halved.

He let out a long breath.

"I should thank Xiao Wu."

In the simulated world, he reached the pinnacle of swordsmanship and then stagnated.

The final physical manifestation of sword intent was also painstakingly crafted through the nurturing of spiritual power and the relentless refinement day and night.

In fact, at this point, the only way for him to improve his swordsmanship is through comprehension.

Regular practice and accumulation are essential, but the most crucial thing is that final glimmer of inspiration.

"It's time to hunt down spirit beasts and acquire spirit rings."

Nottingham Market.

A simply dressed young man, familiar with the place, entered a shop and gently tapped the table a few times, waking up the shop assistant who was dozing behind the counter.

"Go and call Thor over."

The waiter was jolted awake by the sound and looked at the young man in front of him with some surprise.

Of course he knew who Saul was.

In fact, he was an employee of Thor, and the shop was just a front for deception.

Behind him is Thor, one of the heads of the Nottingham black market.

The waiter looked Su Cheng up and down a few times.

Although the child in front of him was young and dressed very poorly, the child's imperious manner and the fact that he directly called out Thor's name made him dare not underestimate him.

No matter what, Thor is a powerful Soul Master, one of the top experts in the Notting City black market.

"What business do you have with Boss Thor?"

"Discuss a deal with him for over a hundred gold soul coins."

Seeing the young man's attire, which suggested he couldn't possibly have two copper coins, the shopkeeper's eyes twitched slightly, and he couldn't help but hesitate.

Seeing this, Su Cheng didn't make things difficult for him and took out a bottle of medicine from his clothes and handed it over.

"Show him this, and he will naturally come out to see me."

That's right, Su Cheng's plan to make money was to sell potions.

What he offered was a bottle of medicine that could greatly enhance the explosive power of soul force in a short period of time, but it had significant side effects and was only effective at lower levels.

This drug is practical and inexpensive, but it doesn't have much value, so it's unlikely to attract unwanted attention.

It's perfect for the black market.

Moreover, with his current level, even if he is no match for a Grand Soul Master, he can still escape unscathed.

Among low-level Soul Masters, the difference in combat power between different ranks is not too great, and it is not difficult for him to hold out until he alarms others.

As for how much money this kind of medicine could sell for, Su Cheng didn't care much. He didn't have time to make hard-earned money from this stuff; what he wanted to sell was the preparation method.

The hundreds of gold soul coins were just something he said casually; he only needed to sell them for a few dozen. The most important thing was to take the opportunity to get the Soul Hunting Token.

The book has advanced to the second round of recommendations! It's doing quite well, and I'm incredibly grateful for everyone's support. I'm bowing down to all the readers! Please continue reading! Regarding word count, it's currently the new book recommendation period, and I'm simply unable to produce a lot of content. Please forgive me. You can all tell I never pad my writing; I avoid unnecessary details where necessary. I've been thinking, and from now on, I'll post both chapters in the afternoon. Although this might cause a drop in readership, it should make reading smoother, since each chapter is indeed quite short.

Also, for some reason, every few days someone comments that my book is going to fall apart later on. The romantic storylines of Qian Renxue, Zhu Zhuqing, and others, the main storyline in the real world, and the later simulated world—even if it's going to fall apart, shouldn't it be near the end of the book, after the main storyline is finished? Could you please tell me why it's going to fall apart so I can reflect on it? Don't just jump to conclusions.

(End of this chapter)