Chapter 96 Entrusted by Others
The Continental Soul Master Competition is a competition where strength is paramount, where soul masters and academies from all walks of life compete to select the best players.

If the qualifying round is a competition for entertainment or promotion, then the qualifying round is a real platform for all parties to select elites.

At first, Chen Xuan's main reasons for participating in the competition were, one, he wanted to fight against various strong men, and the other was to join a powerful force.

Only with the support of empires, clans, sects, etc. can one develop better and obtain support such as resources, experience, and shelter.

Now, someone finally found him, and all his previous efforts and hard work in the competition were worth it.

Although I haven't played in many competitions, the results are still good.

"Uncle, please don't come to the palace. If you have something important to tell me, just tell me directly." Chen Xuan went straight to the point. He didn't like running around. It was too troublesome.

"Brother Chen has a straightforward and honest personality. I like dealing with smart people like you." The man in the ghost suit laughed with a friendly smile.

"So damn honest." Chen Xuan complained in a low voice, don't praise people carelessly.

Afterwards, the two found a small teahouse nearby. Since it was in the suburbs, there were not many people coming and going, and it was very quiet.

"Uncle, just tell me what you want to say." Chen Xuan said with a smile. Although he guessed the other party's intention, he still pretended.

The man in luxurious clothes nodded. Seeing that he was so straightforward, he did not hide anything and told him the purpose of his trip.

He stated his purpose and came from the palace specifically to invite Chen Xuan to join his forces. He promised 100,000 gold coins, beautiful women, and a ten-thousand-year soul bone. He was very sincere.

However, if one wants to obtain a ten thousand year soul bone, there are naturally prerequisites. One must not change jobs within five years and must have made achievements.

"Isn't this just empty talk?" Chen Xuan complained, but he didn't say it out loud to give the other party some face.

To be honest, in my previous life in modern times, that dark workshop, I was given a lot of big promises, such as salary increase and job promotion, etc. I heard them too much and became immune to them.

"Um... Uncle, I want to know, how many tens of thousands of soul bones are there?" Chen Xuan whispered.

Ten thousand year old soul bones are rare and very precious. It can be said that they are in short supply. However, he really doesn't want this thing. He has two pieces in his home, one is thirty thousand years old and the other is more than twenty thousand years old.

The elegantly dressed man laughed and said, "Don't worry, Brother Chen. I got that soul bone a few years ago. It is definitely suitable for agility attack. As for the age..."

He paused for a moment before continuing, "Brother Chen, you also know that soul bones are scarce and have a high price. I will not hide it from you. This soul bone is only more than 12,000 years old. Although it is a little young, it is definitely suitable for you. Don't worry."

Upon hearing this, Chen Xuan was stunned for a long time, not knowing how to answer.

To be honest, for more than twelve thousand years, he was a little disgusted and didn't think highly of soul bones below twenty thousand.

Chen Xuan lost interest. It was just empty talk, but there was no sincerity. Who would believe it if a great noble only had a ten thousand year old soul bone?

"Uncle, may I ask what official position you hold in the empire?" Chen Xuan asked. If it is a very high position, comparable to that of Prince Xuexing, then he can still consider it.

"Count." said the man in luxurious clothes, quite proudly.

"What?" Chen Xuan widened his eyes, looking confused, thinking he had heard wrongly.

The man in luxurious clothes raised his head slightly, with a proud look on his face, and repeated: "Brother Chen, I am an earl in the empire."

Chen Xuan was stunned by these words and fell silent.

Earl is one level higher than Viscount. At the end of the preliminaries, Emperor Xue Ye said that after the competition, the captain and vice-captain of the top five academies would be awarded the title of Viscount. If they won the championship, they would be awarded the title of Earl.

Chen Xuan finally understood why they only offered a ten thousand year old soul bone to win him over and made empty promises. It turned out that he was just an inferior horse.

And it is also possible that the ten thousand year soul bone is also fake. After all, this is the highest the title can give.

"My house is on fire. See you later." Chen Xuan lied, acted realistically, and left without looking back.

The man in luxurious clothes was disheveled in the wind and hadn't figured out what was going on.

Chen Xuan was really speechless. What was going on? The Earl had the nerve to try to win him over. He would be a viscount after the competition. What was he thinking?

He was happy for nothing and wasted his time. He thought it was someone of Prince Xuexing's level.

"Where are you going in such a hurry, Mr. Chen? Would you mind talking to me?"

After Chen Xuan walked ten miles, a deep and powerful voice suddenly sounded nearby, and then a man appeared and blocked the way.

This man was also a middle-aged man, neither tall nor short, dressed elegantly, and was also a noble. This time, Chen Xuan learned to be smart and asked directly, "Uncle, what is your title? How many levels higher than Viscount?"

The middle-aged man was quite proud. He held up two fingers and said with a smile, "My friend, my title of Marquis is two levels higher than Viscount."

"There's a gas leak in my house." Chen Xuan turned around and left without stopping for a moment.

It's not that he is arrogant and looks down on others, but the title of Marquis is really too low. It's good enough to have a Soul Emperor in the family.

Perhaps for ordinary people, or even great soul masters, such an invitation from a noble is rare, but it is only limited to those below level 30.

Chen Xuan was helpless. Didn't he look down on these nobles? How could this title mean anything? Not to mention Emperor Xue Ye, even Prince Xue Xing didn't bother to care.

Then, he continued to return to his home to pick up some things and meet his sister.

"Mr. Chen, would you please do me the honor of chatting with me?"

This time, it was a middle-aged lady with delicate skin that was well maintained, like a woman in her thirties.

"Sister, what's your title?" Chen Xuan went straight to the point.

Although this is rude, it is effective.

Although the middle-aged lady was puzzled, she still said truthfully: "Duke."

"My kitchen is on fire. See you later..."

Soon, Chen Xuan arrived at the familiar street and was about to reach home.

"My little friend, please stay."

Chen Xuan turned around and looked at the person who came with an expressionless face. He felt a little numb.

"Uncle, report your identity first."

"Marquis."

"Goodbye."

……

Chen Xuan felt that most of the day had been wasted dealing with these nobles.

At least someone of prince level should come. These people really have no say. Even the chief Meng Shenji of Tiandou Academy can say a few words in front of Emperor Xue Ye.

Half an hour later, Chen Xuan finally arrived at the villa area in the suburbs. His house was next door.

"Stop here, kid. Someone wants to see you. Come with me."

Suddenly, a cold voice sounded, sounding a little old, and a man in a black robe walked out from the darkness.

"State your identity first, otherwise there's no talk." Chen Xuan subconsciously thought that he was invited just like those nobles.

The man in black robes suddenly laughed, showing a mocking smile, and said in a cold voice: "Boy, has anyone ever told you that you are arrogant?"

Chen Xuan was startled, and came to his senses in an instant, realizing belatedly that something was wrong.

Only then did he re-examine the person in front of him. He was in broad daylight, dressed in a black robe with only the lower half of his face showing. He looked very mysterious.

Chen Xuan's heart tightened. He could not sense any fluctuation of soul power from this person. His aura was restrained, his realm was unknown, and there was not a single soul power leaked out. He was just like an ordinary person.

He felt a chill down his spine and was heartbroken. This man in black robe was extremely powerful, definitely above a Soul Saint. None of the people he had met so far had brought him a stronger sense of crisis than the man in front of him.

"Who are you?" Chen Xuan's hair stood on end. The other party had murderous intent. This time he was in real danger.

"You just need to know that I was entrusted by someone to come and take you away."

"Don't ask so many questions. You are not worthy of knowing my identity yet. Just follow me."

(End of this chapter)