LRAB Chapter 5 Soul Master: A Profession That Should Have Disappeared
Chapter 5 Soul Master: A Profession That Should Have Disappeared
Chapter 5 Soul Master, a profession that should have disappeared.
"Haha, boss, you're very savvy!"
"That's right, if you get the money out sooner, we won't have to smash things."
There were still some customers outside the tavern, and everyone who saw this scene was angry but dared not speak out.
What can they do if they're angry? They're the lowest-ranking commoners, and they don't dare to provoke soldiers and soul masters.
Even if the matter goes to the judiciary, the law will absolutely favor the Soul Masters, and they will not gain any advantage.
There was once a commoner who was dissatisfied that a Soul Master had taken his daughter to be his concubine, and he took the matter to the yamen (government office).
The next day, the civilian was found dead in his home, stabbed multiple times in the back.
The most outrageous thing is that at the time, the law ruled that the civilian committed suicide out of guilt, while the soul master was acquitted!
He was stabbed multiple times in the back, but was convicted of suicide?
Since then, commoners have become even more afraid to provoke Soul Masters, and they can only swallow their bitterness.
"Yes, yes, yes, you gentlemen are all right."
The boss gave a smile that looked more like a grimace and said in a humble voice.
A soldier patted the boss on the shoulder and said with relief, "We'll be back in two weeks, you know what I mean."
"Oh, they're back again in half a month. Aren't we only supposed to pay protection money once a month?"
"We decide when to collect protection money!"
"But sir, this is a small business, it's really..."
"Stop talking nonsense, do you want to get beaten up?!"
This scene naturally caught the eye of Huanming, who had just stepped out of the store.
He discovered that these soldiers were all ordinary people, except for one guy in a black robe with an unpredictable expression who had some strength.
That must be the leader of this group of soldiers, the Soul Master.
"Stop! What are you doing!"
Huanming was a little angry and immediately went over to stop him.
Others might sit idly by, thinking it's better to avoid trouble, but he can't.
"Hey, where did this punk come from, trying to be the first to stick his neck out?"
The soldier scoffed, completely disregarding Huanming.
However, the Soul Master in the black robe glanced at Huan Ming and his eyes narrowed.
"It's not some young punk; there's a surge of soul power emanating from him," the black-robed soul master said calmly.
"He's a Soul Master?!"
The black-robed soul master smiled sinisterly and stepped forward to look at Huan Ming:
"Kid, you're so young yet you already have fluctuating soul power. You're destined to become a Soul Master. That means you and I will be on the same side in the future. What do you mean by this?"
"Who says you're one of us?" Huanming scoffed.
The black-robed soul master chuckled: "Do you know what the consequences are for offending me? You're willing to throw away your future for some lowly commoners?"
After he finished speaking, the black-robed soul master let out a sharp shout, and two yellow soul rings suddenly rose from beneath his feet!
At the same time, a long spear appeared in his hand.
This person is much stronger than Xu Feng; the two yellow spirit rings speak for themselves.
The shop owner turned pale with fright and tried to pull Huanming back:
"Sir, I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry. The child was ignorant and didn't know any better. Please don't hold it against me. I will definitely pay the protection fee in half a month."
The black-robed soul master ignored the shop owner and stared coldly at Huan Ming: "Kid, scared out of your wits?"
Huanming flung the shop owner's hand away and demanded, "Why?"
"Why? Why?"
Huanming clenched his fists. "Why are you bullying your own people?"
"Who are on the same side as these lowly people? My only true friends are Soul Masters," the black-robed Soul Master sneered.
"In the face of a powerful Soul Master, what difference is there between you and a commoner?"
"you!"
Huanming was somewhat puzzled. In the eyes of those high-level and high-level Soul Masters, low-level Soul Masters and commoners were all the same.
In other words, low-level Soul Masters should be the ones who understand ordinary people the best.
But these people in front of me didn't understand. Instead of understanding, they used their strength to oppress the common people.
Don't they know that in the eyes of powerful Soul Masters, low-level Soul Masters are also objects of bullying?
Huanming said, "Because you are afraid. You are afraid of the strong, so you can only bully the weak. You can only maintain your ridiculous sense of superiority in the eyes of the weak."
"You're asking for it!"
The black-robed soul master, now that his sore spot had been hit, thrust his spear at Huan Ming!
"Clang! Clang!"
Two pulse points appeared, and Huanming raised his hand and threw a punch!
"Click!"
After the first move, Huanming remained motionless, while the black-robed soul master retreated several steps!
A look of surprise crossed his face. "Kid, what's your secret?"
He had never seen such a powerful child before. At such a young age, his strength was no less than his own.
Keep in mind that he is a level 29 Great Soul Master, not far from the Soul Venerable realm.
Even so, he was still knocked back by the brat's punch.
Could it be that this kid, despite his young age, is stronger than him? How is that possible!
Isn't that kid's two spirit rings white? That means they're ten-year spirit rings!
Huanming said with a stern face, "Soul Master is a profession that should have disappeared."
"Bold! Come on!"
To be on the safe side, the black-robed soul master ordered his soldiers to surround and attack Huanming.
This is the true face of a Soul Master: even though they are much stronger than the soldiers, they still use the soldiers as cannon fodder.
These soldiers are even more ridiculous. In the eyes of the Soul Masters, they are as worthless as weeds, yet they still have to be loyal to the Soul Masters.
It's as if by doing so, one can also become a superior person.
In an instant, all the soldiers swallowed hard after learning that Huanming was a Soul Master.
Even though Huanming was only six or seven years old, they dared not make a move easily, and beads of sweat dripped continuously from their foreheads.
"A bunch of useless trash!"
Enraged, the black-robed Soul Master raised his spear and stabbed a soldier to death.
As one soldier fell, the remaining soldiers panicked.
The black-robed Soul Master roared, "Those who defy me will perish! Whoever dares to retreat will face this fate!"
Huanming glanced at the soldiers with pity and shook his head slightly: "Now do you know what you mean in the eyes of a Soul Master?"
Upon hearing this, the soldiers hesitated even more. They did not retreat, but they also did not attack.
The black-robed soul master continued cursing, "All of you, attack! Kill him for me!"
Seeing that the soldiers were not obeying orders, the black-robed soul master immediately thrust out his spear again!
Suddenly, another soldier fell to the ground.
At this moment, fear overcame reason, and the soldiers had no choice but to attack Huanming!
Huanming sighed inwardly, but his movements were swift.
He gathered his pulse energy into his palm, and his hand instantly glowed with a faint black aura.
Advanced Pulse Technique - Blood Kill of the Dead Raven!
The principle of this pulse technique is to transform pulse energy into killing intent, which, once unleashed, surges forth like a storm of crows, dancing wildly and killing indiscriminately!
The Blood Kill of the Dead Crow is far more advanced than the Overlord's Charge; it requires at least five meridians to unleash its full power.
But as I said before, Huanming has its own way of unleashing the full power of this stage.
"what!"
Then the scene turned completely dark, as if night had fallen!
All that could be heard was a series of pitiful screams that echoed straight up to the sky!
(End of this chapter)