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In the early morning, a ray of sunlight rose from the east, passing through the mountain ranges that rose and fell, and sprinkling onto White Emperor City at the foothills, awakening this ancient city that had a long history.

In the early morning, a teenage boy with his hands wrapped in thick strips of cloth and his thin upper body was practicing martial arts under a ten-meter-tall black pine tree in the White Emperor Martial Mansion.

"I don't have enough strength. Why have I been training bitterly for more than a year yet my strength still remains stagnant?" The youth's eyes were as black as ink and his face was as sharp as a knife. He muttered to himself unwillingly: "Could it be that without a soul beast, I am destined to be a piece of trash?"

The young man practicing martial arts was called Ye Chenfeng and was a disciple of the Ye family, one of the four great families of Zi Jin Kingdom. However, he was not a direct disciple of the Ye family, but a child that the Ye family had picked up.

Although Ye Zichen's identity as the abandoned child was special, he had once brought pride and honor to the Ye family. When he tested the talent of a sixth-grade talent when he was six years old, he was able to shock the entire Violet Gold Imperial City.

In the Kingdom of Zi Jin, the majority of the people here didn't have talent for cultivation, but in the entire country of Zi Jin, not a single sixth-grade talent had appeared in hundreds of years.

It could be said that if all went well, Ye Chenfeng, who had a sixth-grade talent, would be able to enter the sect to cultivate without any suspense.

It was because of Ye Chenfeng's amazing talent that the Ji family, one of the four great families of Zi Jin Kingdom, was willing to risk marriage with the Ye family, allowing their princess, Ji Qingxue, who possessed a fifth-grade talent, to be engaged to Ye Chenfeng.

However, the heavens had played a huge joke on Ye Zichen. When he was thirteen years old and trying to awaken his soul beast, he unexpectedly discovered that his soul was unable to form a soul beast, and this kind of phenomenon rarely seen in a hundred years.

Possessing a sixth grade cultivation talent signified that Ye Chenfeng would have a glorious future, but in the Soul Dueling Continent, just having a cultivation talent was not enough. Only by fusing the talent and the soul, and forming his own soul beast, could he defy the heavens and become a soul cultivator.

Talent only determines the speed at which a soul beast absorbs soul power. Without a soul beast, no matter how talented it is, it's useless.

Just as Ye Zichen fell into the depths of life and became the laughingstock of the imperial city, his foster father died due to a strange illness. Meanwhile, he was expelled from his home by the Ye family.

After an unknown amount of time, he clenched his teeth, while Ye Chenfeng, who was training with all his might, had a deathly pale face. Sweat and mist intertwined, and they were unable to distinguish each other.

When he felt that his body was about to lose all of its strength, Ye Zichen had no choice but to stop practicing his martial arts and breathe heavily.

"Ye Chenfeng, you're actually still cultivating like a madman? Are you not resigned to your fate?" Are you using your potential like this just to get a reputation? Without a soul beast, you are destined to be a mortal. "

At this moment, a girl with delicate skin and long black hair, dressed in a white floral dress, appeared behind him with a cold voice.

"I'm no longer a member of the Ye Family, you don't need to care about my life." Ye Chenfeng raised his head, glanced at her, and replied plainly.

The girl that taught Ye Chenfeng a lesson was called Ye Ziling, she possessed a third-grade talent, a soul beast, a ferret, and at the age of sixteen, she was able to reach the fourth grade spirit beast level. She was worthy of being called a genius of the White Emperor Martial Palace, and also the precious daughter of the Imperial City's Ye family.

In addition to her extremely beautiful appearance and cold temperament, her body emitted a unique aura. Her clothes fluttered in the air as she stood in place, robbing away all of the brilliance.

"You've made a living. You dare to talk to me like that?"

Hearing Ye Zichen's cold reply, Ye Ziling frowned with a hint of anger.

"I just don't want you to waste your time on trash like me." With that, Ye Zichen laughed mockingly at himself, then turned around and left without looking back.

As she gazed at Ye Zichen's lonely back, the anger on Ye Ziling's face disappeared. She sighed in her heart. She felt pity for him and also for the Ye Clan.

"I still have fifty taels of silver left. I can still purchase some cheap herbs to heal my wounds."

After separating with Ye Ziling, Ye Chenfeng went straight to the Medicine Shop in the White Emperor Martial Palace. He wanted to buy some cheap herbs to heal his injuries so that his meridians would not get damaged from all the old injuries.

When he walked into the medicine store, Ye Zichen saw Qiao Jingyuan, who was wearing a long black dress that accentuated her tall and slender figure, wearing light makeup and looking pretty, buying herbs.

Qiao Jingyuan was the eldest daughter of the Qiao family from the Wealthy Class in White Emperor City. When Ye Zichen was in high spirits, Qiao Jingyuan had walked very closely with him. However, later on, when Ye Chenfeng's soul was unable to form a soul beast, she gradually distanced herself from Ye Chenfeng and stopped interacting with him.

"Oh, isn't he the great genius of our White Emperor Martial House?" Why did you leave so many wounds on yourself again? " Just as Ye Zichen wanted to bypass Qiao Jingyuan and buy a few stalks of herbs from the Lian family, a strange voice sounded out from behind him.

Dressed in gorgeous clothes, the tall and straight looking Di Wanshi walked in with two attendants and a folding fan in his hand. When he saw the tall and slender Qiao Jingyuan, his eyes burned with passion.

"I say, do you like it? In that case, I can help you. " Di Wanshi purposefully ridiculed Ye Chenfeng in front of Qiao Jingyuan, in order to attract her attention.

As expected, after hearing Di Wanshi's voice, Qiao Jingyuan, who had just picked two expensive herbs, slowly turned around. She looked coldly at Ye Zichen, who was standing behind her, and then glanced at the domineering Di Wanshi, who was slowly walking towards her.

However, it was clear that the two of them were unable to attract her attention. After pausing for a moment, she turned around and continued to pick the herbs that would suit her.

But the moment she turned around, Ye Chenfeng quickly snatched the folding fan from Di Wanshi's hand and forcefully poked Qiao Jingyuan's butt.

Then, without waiting for the shocked and wide-eyed Di Wanshi to react, Ye Zichen put the fan back in his hand and got ready to leave.

Feeling something hard poking at her buttocks, Qiao Jingyuan, who was picking herbs, felt electricity coursing through her body. Her mind went blank and a large amount of blush ran down her white neck, covering her entire face.

In the next moment, the angry Qiao Jingyuan turned around and saw the folding fan in Di Wanshi's hand. A towering rage surged up to her head, and without even thinking, she raised her white hands and slapped Di Wanshi's palms. She gritted her teeth and said, "Di Wanshen, do you want to die? Do you believe that I won't chop off your dog hands and cripple you?"

"No no, Jingyuan, don't misunderstand me. The person who stabbed you just now wasn't me, it was him. I was framed by him."

Seeing the fire in Qiao Jingyuan's eyes, Di Wanshi was so scared that his heart trembled. He quickly explained.

"Di Wanxian is responsible for his own work. Although Qiao Jingyuan and I are no longer friends, I would not do such a despicable thing to her." Ye Chenfeng stopped and said righteously.

"F * ck, you're the one who did this. You dare to swear that you're not the one who stabbed Jingyuan's butt?" Hearing Ye Zichen's righteous denunciation, Di Wan nearly vomited blood in anger and had the urge to strangle him.

"Di Wanxian, regardless of whether this was done by you or not, you shouldn't shout so loudly to make her look bad, right? You are shameless, but she is even more shameless. " Ye Chenfeng ignored Di Wanshan's cold gaze and deliberately instigated him.

"You …"

Just as Di Wanshi was about to attack, he sensed that Qiao Jing's gaze was filled with mockery. Soul power exploded in her head as she summoned her soul beast, the Golden Winged Bird, which was radiating white light.

"Swoosh!"

An ear-piercing sound of air scraping rang out. Qiao Jingyuan's soul beast, the Golden-Winged Golden Winged Bird, transformed into a golden light and struck Di Wanshi's chest, breaking several of his ribs.

"Pfft!"

A cloud of blood sprayed out from Di Wanshi's mouth. As a Rank One spirit beast, he was severely injured by Qiao Jingyuan's soul beast, and he fell heavily onto the ground. His vision went dark, and he fainted on the spot.