After hearing Situ Lin’s words, Xu Chuan fell into a thoughtful silence.
He hadn't expected Situ Lin to prepare such a grand gift for him.
He was well aware of the value of a True Soul Fruit.
Its appearance was bound to incite a bloody storm.
After all, it was a supreme spiritual fruit capable of helping a Heavenly King realm cultivator achieve the Yang God.
Any cultivator whose Martial Soul had not yet transformed would be tempted by it!
Xu Chuan could well imagine the struggles Situ Lin must have endured to obtain this True Soul Fruit.
The large number of Heavenly King realm cultivators he had killed previously had not achieved the Yang God state.
This included those prodigious talents and Holy Sons.
It was evident how difficult it was to achieve the Yang God!
If they had already transformed their Martial Souls into Yang Gods, Xu Chuan would not have found it so easy to defeat them.
To be able to be reborn from a drop of blood and have an indestructible soul was no mere saying.
Possessing a Yang God meant that even if the physical body died, the soul could survive for a very long time.
Just like Han Feng before.
He managed to survive for countless years with just a wisp of his residual soul.
This was precisely because his soul still retained a trace of the Yang God characteristic.
And achieving the Yang God was one of the fundamental requirements for breaking through to the Half-Emperor realm.
It could be said that without the Martial Soul transforming into a Yang God, no matter how high one's talent, they would be confined to the ninth level of the Heavenly King realm for their entire lives.
This illustrated the importance of the Yang God!
As for those Heavenly King realm cultivators who did not possess a Yang God, they could only be considered as "pseudo-Heavenly Kings."
They might appear to be immensely glorious in the eyes of other cultivators.
But the bitterness within was something only they themselves knew.
Holding the box, he opened the lid, revealing a fruit exuding a powerful soul aura.
"Master's gift is truly immense!"
Xu Chuan looked at the fruit and exclaimed.
He also understood why Situ Lin would offer him the True Soul Fruit.
It was no doubt because he had given Situ Lin the martial rules of the Half-Emperor realm, helping him break through.
Following that, he had brought back news and a token from the Yaochi Holy Lord.
Situ Lin felt indebted to him and thus presented his most treasured possession.
For this, Xu Chuan could only accept it with gratitude.
He indeed had a great need for it now.
His Killing Blade Soul was already on the verge of transformation.
He had absorbed quite a few soul beads before, but his Martial Soul was still one step away from becoming a Yang God.
Originally, Xu Chuan had planned to achieve the Yang God state before breaking through to the Heavenly King realm.
However, he had unexpectedly broken through in the Emperor's Tomb due to a fortuitous encounter.
The matter of his Martial Soul transforming was put on hold, with the intention to rectify it later.
He had never imagined that Situ Lin would prepare the True Soul Fruit for him.
With this, he could finally commence the transformation of his Martial Soul!
Without delay, Xu Chuan immediately turned back to his palace, preparing to enter seclusion.
By the time he achieved the Yang God, it would be time for the Five Regions Grand Competition!
Only then would he truly be invincible!
Throughout the entire Xuantian, within the younger generation, no one would be his match!
He was that confident!
Upon entering the cultivation chamber, he instructed that no one was to disturb him, and Xu Chuan began his seclusion.
However, before refining the True Soul Fruit, Xu Chuan needed to adjust his body to its peak condition.
In truth, he was unsure what would happen when his Martial Soul transformed into a Yang God.
Therefore, being fully prepared was better.
**Boom!**
Every time Xu Chuan began his cultivation, immense heaven and earth primal energy would be drawn towards him.
Instantly, the entire Taiyi Holy Land would be in turmoil.
However, the people of the Taiyi Holy Land were accustomed to such changes.
Upon seeing the fluctuation emanating from Zhenyang Peak, they knew it was Xu Chuan cultivating.
Soon, Xu Chuan had adjusted his state.
Next was the most crucial moment.
He took out the True Soul Fruit from the box.
Xu Chuan swallowed it in one gulp.
It did not have a difficult texture to swallow or an exceedingly delicious taste as he had imagined.
The moment the True Soul Fruit entered his mouth, it transformed into a pure, potent energy that surged into Xu Chuan's Sea of Consciousness.
This energy was very similar to the energy he had felt when refining soul beads previously.
Sensing this energy, Xu Chuan's Martial Soul, coiled deep within his Sea of Consciousness, began to tremble uncontrollably.
The energy held an irresistible allure for it.
Xu Chuan's Martial Soul was his spiritual entity, a small figure bearing the same appearance as Xu Chuan.
When this energy appeared before the spirit-figure, the spirit-figure opened its mouth wide and directly swallowed it.
**Rumble!**
The instant this power was consumed by the spirit-figure, Xu Chuan felt his soul growing at an almost terrifying speed.
It was as if a special chemical reaction had occurred.
Immense soul power appeared instantaneously, causing Xu Chuan's spirit to swell into a plump little being.
This was not the end; the soul power continued to leak outwards, soon occupying Xu Chuan's entire Sea of Consciousness.
In that instant, Xu Chuan felt an unbearable splitting headache. Intense pain caused large beads of sweat to drip from his forehead.
Even with his Heavenly King realm cultivation, he could barely withstand such agony.
He quickly adjusted his state and then circulated his cultivation technique with all his might.
"Refine for me!"
"Today, I will surely achieve the Yang God!"
Xu Chuan, enduring the pain, roared and bellowed internally.
As the cultivation technique was activated, coupled with the might of his Great Sun Divine Demon Sacred Body.
Xu Chuan soon managed to suppress this soul power.
The pain in his mind also lessened considerably.
At this moment, Xu Chuan's eyes were bloodshot, filled with red veins, and his forehead bulged with veins.
It was evident how much pain he had endured in this short period.
This was the price of relying on external forces.
If he had slowly cultivated his own soul, he would not have suffered such torment.
However, using such a method would take too long.
Xu Chuan could not afford to wait, nor did he want to!
The demon invasion was a Damocles sword hanging over his head.
He did not know when it would fall.
During this time, Xu Chuan could only improve his strength as much as possible.
Only then could he protect those he wished to protect in the subsequent great battle.
**Whoosh!**
Xu Chuan's spirit-figure was growing at a visible rate.
The speed of refining the soul power was also increasing.
Xu Chuan finally breathed a sigh of relief.
At this moment, Xu Chuan could clearly feel his senses becoming clearer, his perception more acute.
These were all the benefits of a strengthened soul.
Only one final step remained before his soul completely transformed into a Yang God!
"Very good, just like this, devour!"
Xu Chuan roared, and his spirit immediately opened its mouth, beginning to ravenously consume the vast soul power.
This final step was also the most difficult.
Xu Chuan intended to use this to initiate his true transformation!
At this moment, Xu Chuan accepted all soul power that came his way.
A crazed look flashed in his eyes.
Without madness, there is no survival!
If anyone else had attempted to devour soul power in such a manner, they would have already exploded.
Only Xu Chuan could withstand it.
This was not only due to his special physique but also partly because he was a transmigrator.
His soul had acquired some indelible attributes during the transmigration process, allowing him to endure such a frenzied act.