Chapter 5: Stepping on the Soul King, My Wife is the Empress, Am I Proud Yet?_1

Luo Yu stood outside the Martial Soul Hall.

Looking up, he saw the towering and splendid palace buildings, magnificent in the sunlight, radiating an aura of sacred grandeur.

Outside the hall, Silver Armored Knights holding sharp Combat Spears stood solemn and respectful, patrolling and guarding.

Luo Yu stepped forward, only to be stopped by a Silver Armored Knight.

"This is a restricted area of the Martial Soul Hall, halt!"

"I need to enter the hall."

"Do you have a pass?"

"Can't I enter without a pass?"

"Correct!"

"Is there no other way to get in?" Luo Yu persisted.

A look of impatience flashed across the Silver Armored Knight's face, "Without a pass, why waste words? Do you think this is a place anyone can come and go as they please? Scram!"

Luo Yu's brow furrowed, displeasure flashing across his face.

"What, are you angry?" The Silver Armored Knight sneered with a look of arrogance in his eyes, "No matter who you are, without a pass, hurry up and roll out of here. Don't stand there."

Luo Yu's expression grew darker.

"Oh, you want to make a scene? A mere commoner thinking of causing trouble here, first weigh your own worth."

The Silver Armored Knight's words were boastful, his demeanor fearless.

Is it possible to enter without a pass? Of course. Just show a cultivation level above that of a Soul King, and you'll do. Other than that, even if you are a Saint Heir of a Great Sect, it's no good.

As a Soul King himself, he only needed one look to see that the young man before him was without any cultivation, immediately labeling Luo Yu as a pretty boy and naturally treating him without any respect.

Luo Yu, in a low voice, asked, "Do you know who I am here to find?"

The Silver Armored Knight paused his haughty demeanor and cautiously asked, "Who?""

"Bi Bidong."

"How dare you! How can you casually mention the name of the Empress?"

The Silver Armored Knight snorted coldly as five rings rose and spun around him, bringing a powerful aura that shocked everyone present. The other Silver Armored Knights quickly surrounded them upon seeing the commotion.

He scoffed, "If you were looking for someone else, it wouldn't matter, but not even a Sect Master can demand an audience with the Empress on a whim. What makes you think you have the right?"

"Are you worthy?"

In the face of the Silver Armored Knights' mocking jeers and the coercive pressure of the Soul King cultivation, coupled with the encirclement of a host of soldiers, Luo Yu looked down at the Soft Bone Charming Rabbit, his body trembling slightly.

This only incited the Silver Armored Knight to laugh wantonly, looking around:

"Boys, do you see this? I haven't even made a move, and this pretty boy is already shaking? Thinking of seeing the Empress, didn't he look at himself in the mirror before peeing to see if he's worthy?"

"Leader! Look at this kid, sleek and shiny, clutching a pink rabbit, looks like such a sissy."

"Get him out of here fast. Spilling blood here would only dirty the gates of the Martial Soul Hall and tarnish its image."

Reckless laughter filled the air, and then a cold voice came from Luo Yu, who had been bowing his head.

"I wonder, are the guards of the Martial Soul Hall always this brainless?"

The Silver Armored Knights' eyes bulged, not expecting the trembling man to dare make fun of them.

"You've got some nerve, shivering with fear and still talking tough?"

"You must have come to the wrong place!"

"Boom!"

The crowd was agitated, rings of Soul Light rising one after another. Luo Yu was surrounded, with the leading Silver Armored Knight's five rings standing out the most bright and arrogant amongst them.

They looked on with scorn, already envisioning the scene of Luo Yu, without any cultivation, being utterly crushed.

However, the envisioned scene never came to pass. As dozens of Soul Masters activated their rings and pressed in, Luo Yu instead stood upright, his shivering subsiding entirely.

He suddenly looked up, the furrows in his brow already relaxed, a smile curving his lips, revealing a sinister smirk.

After scanning the circle, he said slowly, "It's been too long since anyone's mocked me. I lost control of my emotions and shivered with anger. My apologies, it seems that made you all misunderstand something just now."

Witnessing the sinister smile and the uncanny scene, the laughter of everyone present came to a sudden halt, as if their throats were suddenly seized by an invisible hand. They looked at Luo Yu in disbelief.

"Isn't this guy without any cultivation?"

"He's so young, how could his cultivation be higher than ours?"

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible! Isn't he just a prettier commoner?!"

None of those who stood there were fools; they were certain of Luo Yu's lack of cultivation.

Additionally, the Empress had always disliked men and wouldn't grant them an audience. Relying on these points, they had dared to show their arrogance.

Yet at this moment, Luo Yu still didn't radiate any aura of cultivation.

But the smile on his face sent a chill down the spines of the Silver Armored Knights crowding around him.

Luo Yu's deep black eyes swept the circle, settling on the five-ringed Soul King. His voice was calm but seemed like a judgment from Yama himself, sending a shiver down one's spine.

"I have a question for you."

The five-ringed Soul King tensed up, and in that moment, he couldn't help but take a half step back.

"You're so arrogant—"

"Does your mom know?"

The voice echoed repeatedly, and the five-ringed Soul King's eyes instantly filled with blood as his fists clenched tightly.

"You're too arrogant, perhaps I was mistaken just now, but no matter who you are, you don't have the right to strut around in front of the Martial Soul Hall."

He turned his head and shouted hastily, "Brothers, no matter who he is, we've already provoked him, I'm sure this guy has no cultivation, let's just kill him and be done with it, to avoid his backers coming after us for a reckoning.

If there are any issues from higher-ups, we'll stick to one story, claim it was him who provoked us first, and we were forced to act.

Anyway, there's no one else around here, so whatever we say goes, so his backers wouldn't dare offend our Martial Soul Hall!"

Everyone was initially flustered under Luo Yu's gaze, but after being incited, firmness and killing intent appeared in their eyes, and they moved closer, stepping forward.

Luo Yu raised an eyebrow, "You're really something, making me laugh."

He hooked his finger, "You guessed right, I have no cultivation, hurry up and kill me."

"Heh! A brat bluffing."

"Courting death and still spouting nonsense, brothers, we can't delay any longer, act swiftly!"

The five-ringed Soul King led the initial charge, a fierce tiger phantom burst forth, and soul light shot out in all directions, attacking together in an energy storm that rolled towards Luo Yu, aiming to tear him to shreds.

"A bunch of idiots."

As the killing intent approached, Luo Yu remained unperturbed, pinching the adorable ears of the Soft Bone Charming Rabbit.

"Swoosh!"

Pink radiance enveloped heaven and earth, and the coordinated attack of the Silver Armored Knights was instantly nullified, all the energy storms were flattened, leaving only the astonished and frightened faces, frozen in place.

"What... what just happened!"

"What just happened!!"

"Why... why can't I move!"

"What sorcery has this guy cast."

Cries of terror and panic rose, all arrogance vanished, and each Knight was fixed to the ground, unable to move, with eyes begging for mercy.

Confronted with the fearful Silver Armored Knights, Luo Yu slowly shook his head.

"You people, when things go your way you're wildly arrogant, and when they don't you're meek and compliant. Since you don't want to be decent humans, then kneel like dogs."

"Thud!"

Pink light, heavy as Mount Tai, came crashing down, and the sound of kneeling echoed as the Silver Armored Knights all knelt, their knee guards and the tiles beneath them shattering.

The group of Silver Armored Knights were utterly terrified, pleading for mercy.

Only the five-ringed Soul King spoke with fear yet also threateningly, "Even if it's wrong to beat a dog, you have to see who its owner is. Even assuming we were wrong, if you kill us, it'll damage the face of the Martial Soul Hall, and they will not let you off."

"Not to mention my uncle is an Eight-Ringed Soul Douluo Platinum Bishop! If you touch me, he will not spare you!"

Luo Yu walked up to the five-ringed Soul King, baring his teeth in a friendly smile.

"Your uncle is a Soul Douluo, huh?"

"Yes! If you know what's good for you, release me quickly!!"

"Smack!"

Luo Yu raised his hand and landed a resounding slap, sending several teeth flying into the sky, and the Soul King's face quickly swelled with blood.

"How dare you!!!" The Soul King spoke with a lisp, not realizing the ferocity of a Soul Douluo, my uncle is a Platinum Bishop of the Martial Soul Hall.

"Smack!"

Another slap sent his words flying back into his mouth.

Luo Yu looked at the swelling on the other half of the face and nodded in satisfaction.

It's supposed to be symmetrical to look good.

"My uncle..."

The Soul King was still struggling, his face filled with sorrow and anger.

The Sect Masters of the Lower Four Sects among the Seven Great Sects only have the cultivation of Soul Douluo. With such a backing, he shouldn't have anything to fear, but what's happening now... What's the background of this guy.

"Shut up!"

"Bang!"

Luo Yu swept his leg, stomping him fiercely underfoot.

Bending forward, he stared into the Soul King's eyes and said coldly, "Your uncle a Soul Douluo? Is he some impressive figure?"

"Little master's wife is an Empress, you see me boasting about it?"

The Soul King's face was stained with blood, his eyes filled with venomous resentment, "You... you dare insult the Empress... No matter who you are... you're as good as dead!!"

"I can feel it... my uncle is coming!"

Luo Yu looked towards the direction of Pope Hall at the approaching streaks of light and chuckled softly.

"Then lets wait and see if your uncle can save you."

"Is it you who dies or you who dies?"