Soul Land: Heartbreak Makes Me Stronger

Inside the room, the two conversed so deeply that they forgot about their meal.

"Nine Trials of the Divine Seat?"

Sword Douluo was taken aback. He quickly asked, "Isn't this the kind of trial one faces only when inheriting a godly position?"

Qin Jian nodded, replying, "That's correct. Typically, only those who have cultivated to Rank 99 have the potential to become a god. But for me, it's different…"

He pointed to his head and said, "After my transformation, information about a godly inheritance appeared in my mind automatically. This is a godly position that hasn't been claimed for millions of years. Moreover, it's one of the Supreme Gods, known as the God of Emotions."

Even Qin Jian didn't fully understand why this divine position existed. Based on his ancient memories from 100,000 years ago, the Divine Realm should only have five Supreme Gods: Kindness, Evil, Life, Destruction, and Shura.

Besides, soul beasts weren't supposed to be capable of becoming gods. So how did this godly position even attach to him?

"God of Emotions? A Supreme God?!"

The normally stoic Sword Douluo's eyes widened in disbelief.

"Yes, the God of Emotions refers to the God of True Emotions."

Qin Jian shrugged slightly and explained, "Teacher, you're aware that my martial soul isn't the Flower of Emotions, but rather a sword—The Divine Sword of Emotions, the weapon of the Supreme God."

"Of course, the martial soul would only transform into a divine weapon if I truly ascended to godhood…"

When Qin Jian spoke of this, there wasn't a trace of pride on his face. Instead, he looked deeply conflicted.

"Are the Nine Trials of the Divine Seat very difficult?" Sword Douluo asked.

Becoming a god was already an incredible challenge, let alone ascending to the status of a Supreme God. Without needing an explanation, he could imagine the trials must be extraordinarily tough.

"It's not that they're impossible… but they go against my very nature."

Qin Jian rubbed his temples, his face full of bitterness. "The Nine Trials of the Divine Seat require me to experience heartbreak in every trial. Only then can I pass…"

Sword Douluo, already prepared for another shock, found himself dumbfounded by the absurdity of the answer.

"Heartbreak? That's it? How is that hard?"

Sword Douluo dismissed it casually, saying, "Just go find nine people to date, then break up with them. Easy! A Supreme God achieved in no time. Has there ever been an easier trial?"

Qin Jian sighed heavily, covering his face. "If only it were that simple, Teacher… The nine heartbreaks must involve individuals chosen by the divine position itself, and each one is among the most extraordinary women on the continent…"

Sword Douluo looked at his eight- or nine-year-old face and couldn't help but chuckle. No matter how precocious he might seem, Qin Jian's mental maturity was no more than that of a child. Hearing him seriously discuss heartbreak somehow felt out of place.

"My soul power has stagnated for this very reason…"

Unaware of Sword Douluo's thoughts, Qin Jian continued, "I was born with innate Rank 10 soul power, but to increase it further, I need to cultivate feelings with the first heartbreak candidate. And I can't obtain my second soul ring just by reaching Rank 20—I must pass the trial of the first heartbreak to gain it."

"Who is the first candidate?" Sword Douluo asked curiously. He also wanted to know who these most outstanding women on the continent were.

"I only know the identity of the first one…"

After a slight hesitation, Qin Jian softly revealed, "My first heartbreak candidate is… Rongrong."

"Rongrong?!"

Sword Douluo was stunned, blurting out, "That spoiled little princess doesn't seem like one of the most outstanding women on the continent!"

Qin Jian covered his face again.

"Ahem… I didn't mean Rongrong isn't good…" Sword Douluo said awkwardly. "It's just surprising to see her on such a list."

Qin Jian, however, wasn't surprised.

After all, Ning Rongrong's martial soul would eventually evolve into the Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda. Without his intervention, she was destined to inherit the position of the Second-Class God, the Nine-Colored Goddess.

"These Nine Trials of the Divine Seat are indeed a daunting challenge…"

Qin Jian raised his small hand to rub his forehead.

As someone who had reincarnated into this world, he had a rough idea of the most outstanding women on the continent, allowing him to speculate on potential candidates.

Some would be nightmarishly difficult, such as Qian Renxue and Bibi Dong.

Others would require him to steal them away from formidable rivals, like Zhu Zhuqing.

And then there was Xiao Wu…

The thought of hurting that innocent rabbit girl pained him the most.

Qin Jian suddenly clasped his hands together in prayer, his tone desperate: "Please, heavens, don't let the trials involve the people I just thought of!"

Watching Qin Jian's bizarre antics, Sword Douluo felt a headache coming on. "If you become a Supreme God, you are the heavens."

Still, reflecting on the task, he admitted the difficulty was immense. At least one candidate, the Pope of the Spirit Hall, was undoubtedly among the most outstanding women of their era.

"This trial truly seems to be testing you…"

Sword Douluo patted Qin Jian's head gently. "Having to fall in love and then experience heartbreak for the sake of becoming a god—it's a cruel ordeal for someone like you."

Thinking of how this young disciple had lived his life with such sincerity and passion, Sword Douluo knew how agonizing this trial would be for him.

Nine heartbreaks… Was this the God of True Emotions or the God of Heartlessness?

"Is it true that you keep losing to Gu Yue in the annual competition because you're avoiding Rongrong?" Sword Douluo asked.

Qin Jian silently nodded.

Every year, he and Bone Douluo's disciple, Gu Yue, competed to determine who would accompany Ning Rongrong in her studies. It was a healthy competition Ning Fengzhi had set up.

No one had expected him to lose three years in a row.

Sword Douluo glanced at him and added, "The next competition is just days away. This time, it's not just a duel between you two. It's the sect's grand tournament to select pairs for the upcoming year of intensive, cooperative training."

He casually remarked, "Will you lose again this time? If you do, Gu Yue will be partnered with Rongrong for a year, and if sparks fly between them…"

"That's impossible."

Qin Jian's tone was firm.

He knew Ning Rongrong's destined soulmate was someone else—a sausage-selling uncle who likely hadn't yet entered Shrek Academy.

So, he wasn't worried about her falling for anyone else prematurely. Right now, she was just a spoiled little princess who saw others as tools to boss around.

Unless someone opened her heart…

"Are you still planning not to fight?"

Sword Douluo asked, "Will you let your soul power stagnate at Rank 10 forever?"

Qin Jian lowered his head, silent for a moment, before declaring, "Teacher, if I don't want to be devoured, I must ascend to godhood—no matter how grueling the trials!"

"Can you overcome the struggle in your heart?" Sword Douluo asked, patting his frail shoulder.

"I…"

Qin Jian lifted his delicate face, his expression suddenly resolute, startling even Sword Douluo.

"Teacher, I can't approach this for the sake of godhood alone. That would betray my true self…"

"So, if I must undertake these trials, I will devote my true heart, emotions, and intentions to them."

"No matter how agonizing it may be, if they suffer, I will share that pain."

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