Chapter 20: Wherever the Sun and Moon Shine, My Name Shall Be Proclaimed

The turmoil on the battlefield continued to spread, and much of the information regarding Chiling Academy was placed on the tables of many various factions.

Qin Sheng's existence was no secret, as he had never intended to hide it; he was not someone who needed to live in the shadows.

"Awakened a top-tier mental-type martial soul, the Spirit-Controlling Banner, at age six, with innate full soul power; level twenty at age eight..."

At this point, everything seemed quite normal; Qin Sheng could be called a peerless genius.

But appearing again at fourteen as a Limit Douluo—what on earth was that?

To skyrocket to nearly level 80 in just six years—was this some kind of joke?

"His grandfather, Qin Yunhai, is deceased, killed by an evil soul master; his parents, Qin Ding and Ning Huang'er, were Soul Saints six years ago, and the last time they demonstrated their strength at Chiling Academy, they were already Titled Douluos..."

These two were also absurd. A breakthrough of over ten levels in six years might not seem like much, but there were two massive chasms between them: the gap between Soul Douluo and Titled Douluo. This was especially true given that Qin Sheng's parents' talent was far inferior to his own.

Of course, a cultivation speed like Qin Sheng's could no longer be explained by talent alone.

There was a problem; there was a secret.

This was the shared thought in the hearts of everyone who had uncovered this information.

But even if everyone knew there was a problem, what could they do?

The level 98 Taotie Douluo had been beaten like a dead dog in a single move by Qin Sheng; he was undoubtedly a peerless powerhouse of the Limit Douluo level.

Who could possibly pressure a Limit Douluo?

***

Tianhun Hotel.

"Son, the Tianhun Emperor is here," Qin Sheng's mother said. "He says he wishes to pay his respects to you."

"Let him in," Qin Sheng replied with a calm expression.

He was merely an emperor; he wasn't worth making a grand spectacle for.

The Tianhun Emperor was a middle-aged man, quite imposing, yet he was very respectful in front of Qin Sheng.

"Senior Qin."

"What is it?"

"It is a great honor for the Empire to have a powerhouse like you, Senior Qin," the Tianhun Emperor said cautiously. "I come to disturb you today to ask if there is any area where the Empire can lend its strength to the development of Chiling Academy. I will certainly devote the full might of the nation to assist you."

To measure the material resources of Tianhun and win the favor of Senior Qin!

"There are indeed some matters that require the Empire's help," Qin Sheng said, not being polite. "Try to promote Chiling Academy as much as possible, let more people know about it, and attract them to sign up."

"That will not be a problem," the Tianhun Emperor agreed immediately.

The Titled Douluos of the Imperial Enshrinement Hall had already educated him on just how terrifying Qin Sheng's strength truly was; he had made all necessary psychological preparations before arriving.

"Additionally, I have a private matter," Qin Sheng added.

The Tianhun Emperor felt a surge of joy. Private matters were good; handling private matters was how one built rapport.

"Please speak, Senior. I will certainly assist with all my strength."

"Spread my name throughout all territories within the Tianhun Empire and proclaim my deeds. Wherever the sun and moon shine, and wherever the common people live, my name must be circulated."

This was preparation for collecting the power of faith. Qin Sheng wanted the faith of the Far North, and he wanted the faith of the human world as well.

"This..." The Tianhun Emperor was somewhat confused, not understanding the significance of doing this. Did Senior Qin simply have a fondness for fame?

One could only say that the matter of becoming a god was, for most people, merely a legend.

"Can you do it?"

"I can."

Qin Sheng nodded. "As for what deeds of mine should be proclaimed..."

"Evil soul masters have already gathered in the shadows, forming a faction known as the Holy Spirit Cult. Not only do they possess many Titled Douluos, but they also have Limit Douluos, and they have slaughtered countless living beings. Later, I will annihilate the Holy Spirit Cult and restore peace to the continent. When you spread my name, you must also inform the people of the cruelty and danger posed by the evil soul masters."

Such deeds were enough to spread across the continent and earn the reverence of all living beings.

"The Holy Spirit Cult? Evil soul masters at the Limit Douluo level?!"

The Tianhun Emperor was shaken, standing up abruptly. "Senior, is this true?"

"My grandfather died at the hands of an evil soul master. I have investigated it myself; these are facts I have personally confirmed."

The Tianhun Emperor believed him now. There was no reason for such a master to lie to him, especially regarding evil soul masters—those degenerate beings whom everyone should hunt down.

"In return, I can help the Imperial Family cultivate three Titled Douluos," Qin Sheng offered his price. "They can remain as level 89 Soul Douluos, or you can send the Imperial Family's younger generation to Chiling Academy for training. Ultimately, I will make them Titled Douluos."

The Tianhun Emperor was overjoyed. Three Titled Douluos of his own Imperial Family—this was far more meaningful than having foreign enshrinees!

This senior truly possessed the methods to increase a soul master's strength!

After the deal was struck, the Tianhun Emperor departed in a hurry to discuss the matter with the Imperial experts.

A moment later, Zhang Lexuan entered and said, "Xiao Sheng, there are many people who wish to see you—the Douling Royal Academy, the Star Luo Royal Academy, and people from several sects."

"I will see none of them," Qin Sheng refused. "If someone who can make decisions for the Douling Empire or the Star Luo Empire arrives, then bring them to see me."

The power of the three kingdoms' imperial families could help him spread faith across the continent more quickly, but the people from the Royal Academies could not make such decisions; at the very least, an Emperor would have to come.

As for those sects? They were useless to Qin Sheng.

***

Although the first day of the competition had caused a massive stir, the Soul Master Tournament continued to proceed normally.

Ordinary people bought tickets to watch the matches; they wouldn't constantly care about the upheavals at the top of the soul master world.

The seven main members of Chiling Academy swept through their opponents one after another, with no one able to withstand them. Aside from Zhang Lexuan, the reserve members occasionally took the field to gain experience in preparation for the battle against Douling in five years.

Qin Sheng did not go to the scene to watch the matches anymore, but he instructed his students not to be arrogant and, more importantly, not to use lethal force. This was merely a competition between young people.

Furthermore, at his mother's suggestion, the Chiling team intentionally extended their match times, avoiding situations where they would crush opponents within thirty seconds. They needed to show style and play spectacularly so that the audience felt they got their money's worth, which would be more conducive to spreading Chiling Academy's fame.

On this day, while Qin Sheng was discussing matters of the Far North with the Snow Empress, his expression suddenly shifted.

"Someone is coming," the Snow Empress spoke. "It is a Limit Douluo. The aura is bright."

"Mm, it should be the Pavilion Master of the Sea God Pavilion." Qin Sheng's figure vanished from the room.

In the sky outside Heaven Dou City, a hunched old man stood. He was thin and looked as though his life was nearing its end.

"Dragon God Douluo, Mu En. I have long heard of your name." Qin Sheng appeared in front of Mu En.

Before Qin Sheng, humanity had a total of three level 99 Limit Douluos, standing at the peak of the soul master world, the peak of humanity, invincible under heaven. The old man before him was one of them, the titled Dragon God.

Mu En glanced at Heaven Dou City. Just now, a trace of a Limit Douluo's aura had flashed within, extremely icy, as if it could freeze the soul.

To think that two Limit Douluos had appeared on the continent without anyone noticing?

"I haven't shown my face for two hundred years; I didn't expect anyone to still remember an old man like me." Mu En looked at Qin Sheng, his eyes filled with profound amazement. "The younger generation is truly formidable. To think you have reached this stage at such an age; even Ancestor Tang San could not compare to you back then."

*Tang San...* Qin Sheng offered no comment.

"Has Dragon God Douluo come today to uphold the glory of your Shrek, much like the Taotie Douluo did?"

"Sigh." Mu En sighed heavily. "They have all gone astray, blinded by the glory of Shrek. Shrek will not lose its glory simply because of a failure in a soul master tournament; it is Xuan Zi's behavior that truly brings shame to the academy."

If you lose, you lose; you just have to work hard to win it back later. Being unable to handle a loss is what truly causes Shrek's image to plummet.

"I didn't expect there to be someone as clear-headed as you in Shrek," Qin Sheng shook his head. "If you had been present before, there wouldn't have been so many issues."

Of course, if Mu En also proved unable to handle a loss, Qin Sheng would fight him regardless.

Once he officially stepped onto the stage, it was destined that there would be only one sun in the Douluo Continent!