Chapter 94: Cackling Laugh

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Soul Changqing, after hearing Haibodong's words, pinched his chin and fell into deep thought.

"Now, due to the previous efforts to advance Yin Black Death Wood, I have expended a large amount of resources. The resources given to me by Gu Xun'er have already been used up to a third. With the addition of Yin Black Death Wood, which consumes a lot of resources, and Medusa also needing some, the remaining resources won't last long. I estimate I'll have to go to the Black-Corner Region to plunder some resources. I need to establish a force and completely occupy the Black-Corner Region, becoming the dominant power. Haibodong has already advanced to the Battle Ancestor realm, so he can follow me. I can also entrust him with tasks like bullying men and women. He seems more adept at such things than I am, so he's quite talented."

Soul Changqing nodded, clearly very satisfied with what Haibodong had done for him in the Jiamaji Empire.

"Alright, then you'll follow me to the Black-Corner Region. There are plenty of resources there, and you can naturally advance quickly to the Battle Ancestor realm with me."

Haibodong's face lit up with surprise, and he quickly spoke, "Thank you, Lord."

In his heart, he was quite helpless, but he didn't dare show it. He had to console himself that following Soul Changqing might not be such a bad thing; perhaps he could truly advance his cultivation quickly.

But he was also well aware of his own situation. Breaking through to the Battle Ancestor realm might be his limit. His rapid advancement to the Battle Ancestor realm in just a year was due not only to the yin energy from the Black River but also to his continuous refinement of Battle Qi during the thirty years he was sealed. This accumulation allowed him to break through to the Battle Ancestor realm in a short time. However, at the Battle Ancestor realm, his potential was almost exhausted, and each step forward was a huge challenge. This was the current state of most Battle Ancestors on the continent.

Many were stuck at the Battle Ancestor realm and never made any further progress, eventually dying at the Battle Sovereign realm, a truly tragic fate.

This was why those with Battle Emperor bloodlines were so envied, and why the Soul Clan was unwilling to give Soul Changqing even a high-grade seventh-rank pill because he lacked Battle Emperor blood. For cultivators without such bloodlines, breaking through to the Battle Venerable realm was far from just difficult; it was nearly impossible.

Not to mention the Martial Saint realm above Battle Venerable, which had nine stars and nine transformations, totaling eighteen minor realms, with each breakthrough being increasingly difficult and almost hopeless.

Otherwise, why would there be only a handful of Martial Saints on the Martial Qi Continent outside of the Eight Clans?

Those who reached the Martial Saint realm without relying on bloodlines or special constitutions had epic lives. They were living legends.

Haibodong didn't dare dream of reaching the distant Battle Venerable realm. Following Soul Changqing was more about survival and his family. As for cultivation, if he could break through a couple of stars in his lifetime, he would be content. When he could no longer keep up with Soul Changqing, he would return to the Jiamaji Empire to enjoy his remaining years.

This was why Haibodong wasn't as resistant to following Soul Changqing. At most, he would just complain about Soul Changqing in his heart.

Soul Changqing, seeing Haibodong agree, nodded and took out two black robes, handing them to Medusa and Haibodong. Ignoring their puzzled looks, he said, "From now on, you'll wear these black robes. They are the uniforms of my force, called 'Soul Temple.' When you cause trouble outside, you don't need to fear killing anyone; just mention this name."

Medusa nodded thoughtfully and said, "Soul Temple? What a strange name. It sounds like no good place. No wonder it produced a beast like you."

Haibodong silently agreed but didn't dare show it on his face. He lowered his head, afraid to meet Soul Changqing's gaze, lest he be discovered.

Soul Changqing's face darkened instantly. He knew he wasn't a good person, but did she have to be so direct in front of his subordinates? It was embarrassing!

"Cough, cough..."

Soul Changqing cleared his throat to ease the awkward atmosphere and then said with a playful look, "This force has a special laugh that you must learn. This laugh can have a mental impact on enemies during battles, making them feel fear."

Hearing this, Medusa became curious.

"What kind of laugh? So powerful? Is it some unique martial skill?"

Haibodong was equally curious. According to Soul Changqing, it must be a powerful martial skill with significant power, worth learning.

Soul Changqing chuckled and said, "Not exactly. It's quite simple. Come, follow me."

"Cackling Laugh..."

Medusa: ...

Haibodong: ...

Their faces darkened, and they felt extremely awkward, thinking Soul Changqing was acting strange again.

Soul Changqing, seeing their lack of response, was quite dissatisfied. This was a core legacy of the Soul Clan and the Soul Temple, a massive force. Not just anyone was worthy of learning it, and these two were actually being picky.

Soul Changqing's eyes flashed with a menacing look, and he stared fiercely at Haibodong, a faint yin energy emanating from his body.

Haibodong was instantly alarmed and didn't care about his dignity.

"Jie... jie jie..."

Haibodong's face, rarely, turned red as he shamefully emitted the peculiar laugh.

Soul Changqing nodded in satisfaction and then turned to Medusa with an expectant look.

Medusa, feeling the intensity of Soul Changqing's gaze, blushed and turned her head away.

"No!"

Seeing Medusa's firm refusal, Soul Changqing sent her a mental message.

"Shasha, you have to learn this to join the Soul Temple. If you don't, you can't join, and how can we be together then?"

Soul Changqing shamelessly said, his threats reaching a new level. He could use anything to threaten others, especially his women.

Medusa was immediately in a dilemma. Although she had to be with Soul Changqing, that strange laugh was too embarrassing! Why would someone invent such a laugh and make others emit it?

Medusa inwardly roared in frustration, feeling extremely conflicted. Finally, unable to bear Soul Changqing's intense gaze, she gritted her teeth and let out a faint, mosquito-like laugh.

"Jie... jie jie..."

After emitting the strange laugh, Medusa's face turned even redder.

Soul Changqing, however, was somewhat dissatisfied. He frowned and, after a moment's thought, said, "Shasha, that lacks any presence. It should be like this."

"Cackling Laugh~"

"The laugh should have three parts mockery, three parts cruelty, two parts malice, one part viciousness, and one part evil."

"Understand?"

Medusa listened, her chest heaving as she steeled herself.

"Jie jie... jie~"

"No, no, not like that!"

Soul Changqing shook his head.

"Jie jie..."

"Still not right, try again."

"Cackling Laugh~"

"No... still..."

"Go away! I won't learn it!"

"Ah, Shasha, you..."

...

Haibodong, at this moment, was so embarrassed that he felt like digging a hole to hide in. He felt his leader was too embarrassing, not at all befitting a strong person's dignity.

(End of Chapter)